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carlos-in-glasses · 20 hours
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Thank you so much for the tag @paperstorm @thisbuildinghasfeelings @janto4ev @sznofthesticks @orchidscript @whatsintheboxmh @heartstringsduet @strandnreyes @lemonlyman-dotcom @ladytessa74 and @goodways 🧡
Today in BJ fic, Carlos has dropped by the firehouse and is hoping to make up for a boo boo:
“Hey, buddy,” Judd nods, double-taking at the sight of Carlos as he deposits his his glass in the sink. “What did you do?”
Carlos glances at the flowers in his hand and the pink curve of the heart-shaped chocolate box poking out of the bag. “Is it that obvious I did something?”
“Might as well have it tattooed on your forehead.”
“I guess TK’s not here?” The cellophane around the flowers crunches awkwardly in Carlos’ grip.
“Just missed him. Medical’s been on their feet all day.”
Carlos sighs heavily and plops the shopper onto the breakfast bar, removes the chocolates and the noodle salad. “Can I leave this for him? I don’t want him to go hungry.”
“Of course. Here.” Judd takes the Tupperware and reorganizes the contents of the fridge to create a slot.
Carlos knows there’s a basic cylinder vase under the sink, so he hunts it out for the flowers.
“Woah, they’re nice.” Marjan appears from nowhere, tapping Carlos on the back while he's crouched down. Grinning at him, she motions to the flowers and the chocolates. “What did you do?”
Carlos rises sadly with the vase hugged to his chest. “How do you–”
“You guys had a fight, huh?” She takes a bright nectarine from the fruit bowl and rolls it between her hands. “It’s all over your face.”
Judd smiles with satisfaction.
Paul rounds a corner into the kitchen, jumping a little at the unexpected sight of everyone staring at him. He takes one look at Carlos without even acknowledging the flowers and chocolates.
“What did you do?” he asks.
“Oh come on.” Carlos sags.
“He had a fight with TK so he bought him chocolates, flowers and noodles,” Judd says.
“Ooh, apology noodles? Where?” Marjan hops over to the fridge, barging Paul out of the way.
“It wasn’t really a fight,” Carlos says. “I misconstrued something, and I didn’t…” he can’t speak it loudly. He can’t look at them. “I didn’t cook for him. I didn’t cook TK dinner.”
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lemonlyman-dotcom · 23 hours
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love in a series of bursts & inches
Chapter Three live now!
On Eid morning 2024, TK and Carlos prep food for the dinner they’re hosting for Marjan, her parents, Paul and Joe. Meanwhile on Eid 2022 Marjan and TK grapple with the mortality of their parents. TK faces the harsh reality of never having his mom’s matzo ball soup again while also supporting Marjan through her father’s cancer diagnosis and treatment. Later TK, Carlos, Mateo and Paul take turns teaching each other to cook a dish from their childhood and reflect on food as a connection to our culture and our ancestors.
This is the food chapter, folks! If you are observing Ramadan I advise waiting to read until after Iftar ☺️
This chapter is extremely personal to me. Exploring Marjan’s struggles to process and work out her emotions around her father’s illness was very cathartic for me in working out my own!
Another massive thanks to my betas & sensitivity readers @bonheur-cafe @messymindofmine @kiwichaeng & @carlos-in-glasses 💕
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alrightbuckaroo · 2 months
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tender eyes that shine
1/1 | Rating: M | 16.1k | A Carlos Reyes character study in which Carlos learns to love himself a little more, even the soft parts. | All the thanks in the world to @bonheur-cafe for beta reading this one <3
Carlos is eight years old.
His favorite food is pizza flavored Kraft macaroni and cheese, his favorite movie is Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron , his best friend is a stuffed koala named Kique, and at this very moment, he’s heartbroken over the passing of his abuela.
“No llores, nieto,” Carlos’ abuelo tells him during the wake of her funeral. Gray clouds are scattered across the sky and coating the somber event in an even more somber tone.
His abuelo crouches down, his joints cracking and popping as he stoops to Carlos’ eye level. He raises a calloused thumb and wipes away the tears that are still falling from Carlos’ wide brown eyes.
“Men like us,” His abuelo continues, his words casting a wide net. ‘Men like us’ is synonymous with anyone that looks like Carlos, has his skin tone, or shares his namesake. “We don’t let the world pity us, we can’t let them see us as soft.”
Carlos nods, wiping away any new tears that are starting to fall. The right sleeve of his charcoal gray suit now comes away colored a staunch black where Carlos’ tears have dampened it.
For some reason, the way his abuelo says ‘soft’ ricochets off of Carlos, as if it were stone and Carlos is a thin sheet of glass nestled into a window pane. It’s left a dent, an imprint, an impression, but hasn’t done enough damage to cause a crack.
Carlos’ bloodshot eyes shine with hesitation as he asks, voice small and insecure, “Reyes men don’t cry?
“Reyes men don’t cry,” His abuelo confirms.
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sznofthesticks · 29 days
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3x08 coda is here!
she's short but i love her (unlike this banner. but here we are.)
i miss you in the mornings when i see the sun
mature, 822 words, 1/1
thank you to @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut for the sensitivity read :)
A look at TK's internal monologue and how he copes with receiving news of his mother's death. - A 3x08 coda.
He didn’t know what to think. His mom. Dead. And he can’t even blame anyone. It was an accident. It wasn’t a disease. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. The guy even called 911. And stayed with her. Most people in New York wouldn’t even stop. He wanted someone or something to blame. His mom was his rock. No matter what, she was there. She saved his life more times than he could count. And she was just gone.
Why did she even go back to New York? She should have been here, in Austin. If she stayed this never would have happened, TK kept thinking.
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fitzherbertssmolder · 14 days
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One of my favourite tropes is (childhood) friends to lovers and I can't stop thinking about all the Tarlos possibilities!!!!
Like TK and Carlos grow up on the ranch playing together, looking after the animals, mini Carlos carrying a mini TK back to the house when he gets grumpy about the heat. Years later he does the same thing but now because he just wants to hold his boyfriend.
Or they are best friends, literally soul mates and everyone knows it, and one day TK wakes up and has that oh moment. That Carlos is my best friend moment. That I want to be next to him forever moment. Cue the pining, the I told you so's and lots and lots of giggles when they finally kiss for the first time.
Or imagine the boys being in their 30's and deciding to be each others safety husbands! But oh no! They fall in love! They'll just have to get married sooner 🥺
I will be thinking about this for the rest of the day, thank you.
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carlos-tk · 4 months
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each day passing in a blur 😳 how is it wip wednesday thursday already
thanks for the tags @whatsintheboxmh @louis-ii-reyes-strand @heartstringsduet @thisbuildinghasfeelings 💗
more from Buttercup fic which is still chugging along
“You wouldn’t,” TK gasps, returning to pester Carlos, settling in the barstool and kicking his feet against the cabinet.
“Try me dude.”
“Ugh,” TK grimaces.
“If you keep it up with the dude I’m never going to have sex with you again,” he threatens.
Carlos laughs so loud that he even manages to garner Buttercups attention away from his favourite firetruck shaped chew toy.
“Like that would ever happen, you’re the one who’s insatiable not me,” he comments and TK feigns offence, rolling his eyes and wagging his tongue petulantly at him.
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noxsoulmate · 7 months
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💞 Through Thin Walls 💞
🏘 A Tarlos Neighbor AU 🏘
Ship: Tarlos | Fandom: 911 Lone Star Author: noxsoulmate | Podfic by: Juulna | Artist: kinkajou Read and listen on ao3 | View the art on ao3
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Chapters: 2/2 | Complete Word Count: 18197 | Rating: Explicit | Warnings/Tags: alternate universe - neighbors, first meetings, 5+1 things, podfic, podfic & podficced works, podfic length: 2-2.5 hours, dorks in love, two person love triangle, falling in love, getting to know each other, getting together, idiots in love, love at first sight, kinda, cliche firefighter rescue, fluff, fluff and smut
Podfic created by the amazing @juuls
Art made by the wonderful @a-kinkajou
Created for the @pod-together event
Based on a prompt by the lovely @actuallysara
Summary:
“Hey, so please don’t freak out–” In the next moment, Carlos could hear a thud, followed by a curse, and he was pretty sure the guy had just hit his head somehow. Carlos winced in sympathy. “Sorry! Sorry, it’s just your neighbor here.” “Dude,” came the reply, the voice sounding rough, probably from all the crying. “Way to give a person a heart attack. Also, creepy much?” “My apologies. The walls here are basically paper with some paint slapped on. So uhm… noises are somewhat muffled but… not really, I guess.”
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3 times Carlos only heard his neighbor’s voice, 2 times TK lusted over a certain officer, +1 time it all melted together.
OR: A Tarlos Neighbor AU
🏘 Read and/or listen on ao3 🏘
💞 and please leave lots of love on the wonderful art on ao3 💞
I cannot thank my team enough 🥰 @juuls, @a-kinkajou, this was such a wonderful experience!! thank you so much for putting up with me, tolerating my rambles and my writer's block, agreeing to switch fics when I panicked, and always cheering me on - and of course for the AMAZING podfic and art respectively that you two created for this fic. I truly hope this will only be the first of many projects we will work on together 😘
Sneak peek and more art under the cut:
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When the first sniffles came through the wall, Carlos was startled, turning in his bed where he was cocooned in his blankets, book in hand, and in the process of winding down. It was his first night home after a week straight of night shifts and it was his goal to quickly get back into a normal sleep rhythm, even though he wasn’t remotely tired. 
The sniffling sound that very clearly came from the room adjacent to his didn’t help in that endeavor, setting all his senses on high alert right away.
As far as he knew, the apartment next to his had been empty for the last few months. Someone must’ve moved in during the week – which was entirely possible, seeing how Carlos hardly had any free minutes between his shifts, helping on the ranch for two days, and covering some extra shifts so Mitchell could visit her sick mom.
What little time he’d spent in his apartment, Carlos had been asleep. So yes, a new neighbor moving in without him noticing was actually quite possible. 
That didn’t explain the sniffles though which by now had turned into sobs that hardly sounded muffled. And why would they? His neighbor probably didn’t realize just how thin these walls were. Carlos certainly hadn’t suspected it when he first moved in – but quickly found out the hard way. His neighbor until a few months ago certainly had a thing for loud women… 
Contemplating what to do, Carlos tried to focus back on his book. It wasn’t his business why his new neighbor was sobbing so loudly. Or bawling his eyes out by the sound of it. Damn… 
Putting the book back down, Carlos closed his eyes for a moment. Two parts of himself were at war right now. The polite side, reminding him that it was not his place, that it would probably be embarrassing for the man to find out that Carlos could hear him; that it wasn’t nice to snoop in other people’s privacy. And then there was his protector side, wanting to make sure the man was okay. It didn’t sound like he was in direct danger or crying because he had hurt himself. But the tears still sounded so full of pain.
In the end, it was his compassionate side that won out, and putting the book aside he turned further in bed and moved closer to the wall. Clearing his throat, he spoke just above his normal volume.
“Hey, so please don’t freak out–”
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orchidscript · 4 months
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Alright Tarlos peeps! Today's your day! Enjoy some of the Prohibition AU I'm working on (endlessly working on lol).
TK took a long drag off his cigarette. The smoke furled in the air, glowing in the dark apartment by the lights of New York City's night life. “What about you?” “Me?” Carlos asked quietly, staring unabashedly at Strand's fingers. Their dexterity and strength, his mind doing terrible things with his imagination and his lust. “Yeah you." TK glanced at him, feet kicked up on the window sill. He blew silver smoke out his nose. "What do you want?” Carlos slouched and spread his legs in his chair, a pose that would send his mother ranting about the good manners she taught her children. But she wasn't there, and Carlos wasn't anyone to be proud of anymore. He'd gone around the bend on that, not that he'd ever tell her. There were more things in heaven and on earth that Carlos wanted; more than to forever be her well mannered little boy. He planted his feet on the rough floorboards and crossed his arms. Outside, the Upper East Side clanged and rattled. “I want you call me Carlos.” TK looked him up and down. Appraisingly, but with new conditions from when they'd first met and sized one another up. "Didn’t you say your last name meant Kings?” “I did.” “Tell me, Carlos. What’s a king without the crown?” TK grinned wickedly, an eyebrow raised in challenge. Carlos snorted. “A normal man with a trunk load of money.” TK hummed, wrapping his lips around his cigarette for another deep pull. He stretched as he inhaled, Carlos watching carefully as he chest expanded and back arched. Watched those same fingers scratch up the back of his head, rumple his brown hair, then pluck the cigarette from his mouth. The Czar of Queens exhaled a rolling cloud of smoke, his voice soft among the scent of tobacco. “Sounds like we’re both kings here then.”
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rosedavid · 8 months
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shine some light on my day
“We need to get up.”
“No.” TK twists his hand in Carlos’ sleep shirt. “Just wanna kiss you.”
Carlos tries again. “We have work.”
“So?”
...
TK and Carlos spend the morning getting ready together.
Tarlos | 9-1-1: Lone Star | 3K words
Tag list under cut
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your-catfish-friend · 4 months
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Fic Writing Review 2023
Tagged by @hippolotamus @jesuisici33 @theotherbuckley @heartshapedvows! Thank you friends :)
Words and Fics
42,601 words posted to ao3 (with hopefully another 5-10k coming!).
3 fandoms (2 in 9-1-1: Lone Star, 3 in 9-1-1, 1 in Schitt's Creek).
Most recent drop: you can see it with the lights out (9-1-1. 2k T).
Longest fic: in my head (9-1-1, 23k E).
Top Fics by Kudos
in my head (9-1-1, 23k E).
never wanted nothing more (9-1-1: Lone Star, 6.4k E).
(love is in the air) i just gotta figure out a window to go out (9-1-1, 6.4k T).
nuts and bolts (Schitt's Creek, 4k M).
Just For Fun
First fic ever: and the thunder rolls (9-1-1: Lone Star, 600 words T), posted February 7.
85 comment threads from incredibly lovely people! My personal favorite, on never wanted nothing more: "Phew! I def need more bottom Carlos in my life! A man wound so tight deserves to be f***ed, and TK “He’s Mine” Strand is just the man to do it." This made me laugh so hard and also warmed my heart.
My Fandom Fic Events
I did the 118 Discord Halloween Fic Crawl, and I'm going to the holiday gift exchange too!
Upcoming Events and Projects for 2024
Finish in my head if I don't by the end of the year.
Buddie couples therapy au.
Buck chronic pain au.
Buddie rodeo au.
TK decides to transfer to a behavioral health emergency response assistance response division.
I'm hoping to write more one shots next year, too. We'll see!
Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either.
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taralaurel · 10 months
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(Art by the wonderful @chaotictarlos)
Title: just coffee
Relationship: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand
Rating: T for themes
Word Count: 4.9k
Summary:
TK Strand just wanted coffee. Carlos Reyes just wanted to catch the suspect fleeing the scene, with a gun.
"I'm not sure I should be letting you do this."
"It's the same thing EMS is going to do."
"Then we should wait for them."
"I am them," TK rolls his eyes, "sort of. Literally, my shift starts in," he rolls his wrist to check his watch, "well, would you look at that. My shift started five minutes ago. So technically I'm on the clock."
"Technically, you're a victim, and a witness."
"I'm also a Saggitarius but I'm not complaining."
@tarlosweddingcelebration Week 1 Prompt #2: alternate first meeting | disastrous first meeting
@tarlosweddingcelebration Week 1 Prompt #3: "You saved my life...I feel like I owe you."
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carlos-in-glasses · 5 months
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Where All This Love Comes From
I'm so excited to share what has been known as Flashback Fic! 107k words, with all 14 chapters here on Ao3, rated E.
Six months after Gabriel Reyes’ death, TK grows concerned about Carlos’ drinking and brings him to a meeting at the Y. Afterwards, over omelets at the diner, the husbands open up to each other. TK reflects on meeting Carlos after years of addiction and self-destruction, while Carlos has continued to seek closure by uncovering two unknowns: The identity of his father’s killer, and how his father truly felt about Carlos as his son.
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Carlos puts his arms around him from behind and holds him still, kissing his neck. TK tries to twist in Carlos’ grip, but he won’t let him. He starts walking him towards the bedroom. “I’m desperate for you,” TK says, his blood hot, cheeks red, eyes pricking with tears. “I know.” “Make me forget everything.” “I will.” “I only want to think about you.” “You will.” Carlos stops for a breath. He smells TK – his clean hair, his evanesced cologne, his natural man scent, his salty tears that have imbued his skin, the sweat of stress. Sad, but still beautiful to Carlos. TK, delicious. “I never thought I’d have you. I never thought–” he can’t speak anymore.
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Chapter 1: A Trail to Follow
In 2023, TK discovers something that triggers memories of heroin withdrawal seven years before – and Carlos makes amends with Gutiérrez after accusing him of his father’s murder.
Chapter 2: A Very Nice Sweater for the 'Y'
TK takes Carlos to the N.A. meeting – but when things don’t go as hoped, he instigates another method to get Carlos talking.  
Chapter 3: Snowballing
A messy situation in 2010 causes TK as a high school junior to lash out. In 2023, Carlos realizes it's time to tell TK about one more secret. 
Chapter 4: Original Sin
In 2013, Carlos accidentally destroys Gabriel’s oldest friendship. Nine years later, he attempts to make peace after he and TK get engaged.
Chapter 5: Between Two Bridges
In 2022, a grieving and struggling TK is compelled to talk to Owen about his 2020 overdose, which leads him to remember when his addiction nearly killed him years before. In 2023, TK asks Carlos about his history with alcohol. (Note: Chapter features TK using and gets fairly graphic)
Chapter 6: One Tequila, Two Tequila, Three Tequila, Floor
TK and Carlos compare notes on when they first came out – with Carlos spiraling in 2011 after an unexpected outburst, while TK in 2008 is embraced (and embarrassed) by his parents. In 2021, both handle the raw days of their breakup differently too.
Chapter 7: A Boy's Best Friend
In 2009, Gabriel attempts to connect with his increasingly distant and unhappy teenage son. In 2013, the fallout of Carlos leaving Iris has begun, and he knows his relationship with his parents will never be the same. In 2023, TK tries to talk to Gabriel about the bombshell revelation that Carlos doesn’t want kids.
Chapter 8: Your Heart, As If It Was My Very Own
In 2011, TK is left bewildered after he loses his virginity. Years later, with Carlos, TK's mind (among other things) is blown in a whole new way. In 2022, TK has an important conversation with a certain visitor when he wakes from his coma.
Chapter 9: Coffee with Gutiérrez
In September 2023, Carlos seeks an important but painful truth from Gutiérrez, and finds an unexpected ally within the 126. Two months later in Blue Moon Diner, TK gets ready to tell Carlos more about his past in New York.
Chapter 10: The Day Begins Like Any Other
In 2016, after TK experiences an assault and sees an old friend again under devastating circumstances, he makes a life-altering decision when his dealer suggests he try something new. In 2009, TK is attacked at school. (Note: Please heed the tags and the chapter note. Reader discretion advised. Look after your hearts).
Chapter 11: Lonely as a Sparrow in the Rain
When Carlos confesses to TK about where he went with Judd back in September – and why – TK has to tell Carlos something he won't want to hear. In 2014, a rift develops when Carlos shows off his new Camaro to his parents.
Chapter 12: Happy For You, Son
Before moving to Austin, TK falls out with his parents over his relationship with Alex. In December 2020, it's a different story as Carlos hosts Owen and Gwyn for TK's birthday meal. In 2012, Carlos has some unexpected news for his own parents, but Michelle tries to intervene. When TK and Carlos get engaged a decade later, Gabriel has something to say about it.
Chapter 13: The Risk of Love
In May 2023, Owen and TK save a spiraling Carlos from making the biggest mistake of his life when he thinks he’s found his father’s killer. In 2020, TK and Carlos become boyfriends beneath a sky full of aurora borealis.
Chapter 14: A Night Worth Celebrating
On a rainy night in 2020, TK and Carlos meet for the first time. In 2023, weeks after their big talk at Blue Moon, TK celebrates his thirtieth birthday with his husband, their family and their friends by his side – and Carlos is a little bit better at sharing his secrets.
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lemonlyman-dotcom · 15 days
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love in a series of bursts & inches
Ramadan Mubarak ☪️ I am thrilled to share Eid Fic, now known as love in a series of bursts & inches
It’s Eid 2024 and Tarlos is preparing to host Marjan and her parents for a celebratory dinner at the loft, where they will be meeting Joe for the first time. Over the night before and morning of Eid, both TK and Marjan reflect on the past four years in Austin, and the Eids they’ve spent together building a bond as found family.
But found family isn’t really just found. Being surrounded by a group of people who fuel you, she thinks, is intentional. She’s built this network of friends, of people who embrace each other and nurture each other’s strengths in ways none of them received growing up. They see each other, not just how they want to be seen but for who they truly are; messy and tender parts and all. They know what needs to be celebrated and what still needs healing, when to give each other space and when to find each other and drag their asses back home.
These people saved her life on the side of that highway. And now she’s choosing to live it.
Updates every Wednesday during Ramadan, culminating with the final chapter on Eid!
Chapter One On the night before Eid 2024, TK & Carlos prepare the loft for the party and discuss the heavy weight of generational & cultural expectations, and the crushing letdown of failing to stand up to them. Meanwhile, on Eid 2020 TK brings a homesick Marjan to a Turkish tea house where she answers some questions about Ramadan & Eid, and they both reminisce over their childhood memories from some of their own religions’ biggest holidays: Eid & Yom Kippur.
Chapter Two On the evening before Eid 2024, Marjan reflects on her Eid abaya and the traditions behind the clothing she wears for the holiday, and remembers the impact her broken marriage arrangement had on her family and her own future. Meanwhile in 2021, a few weeks after the fire that destroyed TK and Carlos’s house, Captain Strand hosts a barbecue for Eid in his backyard. Marjan and TK discuss the weight of putting expectations on the wrong relationships, and Marjan makes some realizations about found family.
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A massive thank you to my beta readers @bonheur-cafe who has been a huge asset offering up her own experiences with some of the themes explored in this fic and helping brainstorm, and @carlos-in-glasses who held my hand from the very beginning and cheerled and generally reassured me. And a huge huge thanks to my invaluable sensitivity readers @messymindofmine & @kiwichaeng 💛💛💛
Tag list! Folks who’ve expressed interest: @chicgeekgirl89 @certifiedflower @guardian-angle22 @liminalmemories21 @ambiguouspenny @never-blooms @basilsunrise @ladytessa74 @vineofroses @welcometololaland @alrightbuckaroo @fangirl-paba @reasonandfaithinharmony @rmd-writes @freneticfloetry @reyesstrand @lutavero @heartstringsduet @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @sznofthesticks @thisbuildinghasfeelings @thebumblecee @louis-ii-reyes-strand @firstprince-history-huh @herefortarlos @carlos-tk @noxsoulmate
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alrightbuckaroo · 5 months
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29 Going on 30
1/1 | No Archive Warnings Apply | 13.6k words | A contribution to the fandom event #TKStrandTurns30. Thanks to @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut for putting this together!
During a trip to New York City to celebrate TK turning 30, TK and Carlos stumble upon a list of things TK always wanted to do before he turned 30, all of them being references to romantic comedies he loved so much growing up.
While TK is fine with leaving the past in the past, Carlos thinks there's no better time than the present. He thinks that TK deserves to feel the same type of love he loved watching on the silver screen, so he devotes the rest of their trip to just that.
Told through a tale filled with everlasting love, a never-ending trek across New York City and the occasional painful reminder of the past, Carlos learns a little more about the city TK once called home and TK learns a little more about himself.
Only on AO3 <3
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sznofthesticks · 2 months
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rating: T words: 1.6K pairing: tarlos
written for @paperstorm's valentine's prompt list: #20 - Song Fic: inspired by your favorite cheesy love song
i think of cheesy love songs, i think of paper rings - taylor swift, so that's my inspiration here.
TK is stressed about wedding planning and Carlos reassures him <3
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i want to add, i've been really distancing myself from swiftieism in light of recent events. but i still love this story so i posted it anyways and will be keeping it up.
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sanjuwrites · 8 months
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you would turn into my best life
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a series of soulmate AUs, in which your soulmate’s first words are inked onto your forearm.
graphic by the incredible @chaotictarlos
checkmate, i never lose - president’s son/secret service
The story of TK Strand, the president’s son who’s fresh off a brutal breakup with who he once thought was the love of his life and Carlos Reyes, his new Secret Service agent that TK just can’t quite seem to understand. coming 7/28 posted!
tagging some friends that might be interested: @chaotictarlos, @alrightbuckaroo, @detective-giggles, @taralaurel, @otter-love-asl, @mikibwrites, @theghostofashton and @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut
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