Dear @freneticfloetry

plz accept this sketch of Carlos Reyes as a token of my public apology for choosing violence for the sake of plot.

-tay

Season 1 >>> Season 4

9-1-1: Lone Star  -  In Sickness and In Health

911 LONE STAR REWATCH 2024 -> 3.08 parallel for @lemonlyman-dotcom

TK STRAND + calling Carlos baby

Iris Blake, the best woman

For anyone who ever wanted to look at this scene without the credits obstructing their view.

(As such, I've also omitted dialogue text from the gifs.)

911 Lone Star: Riddle of the Sphynx (3x13)

911 Lone Star: Texas Proud (1x03)

(insp.)

911 lone star -> tk + holding carlos' face in his hands

carresses

3.18 → 4.02 → 4.04

TK & Carlos, 911 Lone Star 2.12

RAFAEL SILVA via Instagram - November 10, 2020

911 LONE STAR I 4x17 ‘Best of Men’

the 1x10 ‘break up’ with the context we have now is so 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 TK saying that not only is he not sure what they are but also not sure of if he’s in the right state and Carlos just making a joke and accepting it as if his entire life hasn't change since TK walked into it. as if he doesn't finally feel right. as if he doesn't see TK as his soulmate. as if he wouldn't feel driftless again if TK walked back out.

and his dumb little joke about the world not ending and then there's a solar storm that's the reason TK has a change of heart and allows them to be together like the universe had to intervene and that's the power of soulmates baby!!!

tk’s arc from being shot to deciding to stay in austin (and really most of season one) is like. i am so tired. i am so alive. i am too much. i have never been enough. i am alive only by some miracle (you’re my miracle). i am always going to be haunted by the past. i am always going to be the kid in a too-big uniform, chasing after love through a legacy. i am not my father but maybe i can be something better. i am not my father but maybe i can repair what has been broken inside of us both. i dove into a corn silo and broke down doors and breathed in fumes to give breath to another person, and never stopped once to think about doing it any other way. i am no longer dragging my feet through the cobwebs of an entombed firehouse, i am instead warming myself with the glow of love and family that exists inside its walls because they chose me and i chose them in return. i am everything i was before but most of all, i am good. i am not going to run this time—i am going to sink my teeth into the possibility of this being forever.

and i just think that’s neat.