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#carlos - loved you first
tj-crochets · 6 months
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The elusive arboreal octopus (currently in its winter coat, to better blend in with the snow)
aka I made my giant octopus pattern with faux fur and it turned out, according to my dad, “vaguely prehistoric”
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guardian-angle22 · 1 year
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TK/Carlos + Looks
↳ 2.12 The Big Heat
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emotionalcowboy18 · 3 months
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Me when I learn a Piece of Information about the Palmer Family
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jannlitos · 3 months
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OMG he cannot stop praising jannik 🤭❤️
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It's been a minute since I've made any art for this fandom, so I figured I should do something!
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1ncend1ary · 11 months
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expression meme
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coffeebrownn · 1 year
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corffiser · 7 days
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dude , where's my puppet ?? bonus :
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alrightbuckaroo · 22 days
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Happy Sunday, everyone! Thanks to the ever lovely @heartstringsduet, @honeybee-taskforce, @paperstorm, @strandnreyes, and @three-drink-amy for the tags. Here's something from the Time Loop AU in which Carlos comes across a face that's both familiar and not familiar at all:
As he’s opening the door to the coffee shop, he almost makes impact with a man trying to leave through the same set of doors. Carlos only needs to take one look at the red knit scarf to know who it is.
“Oh,” Beau’s gravelly voice is almost like a welcomed tune. He pushes himself back from the door, giving Carlos room to walk in. “Excuse me.”
Carlos smiles and is just about to greet Beau before realizing that he technically hasn’t met him. Beau’s unaware of who he is.
Carlos mutters a, “Thanks,” before walking through the open door and letting Beau go on his way. He feels somewhat melancholic, almost like he’s lost a confidant.
Overall, he finds it strange, missing someone he’s never met.
No pressure tagging: @ambiguouspenny, @bonheur-cafe, @basilsunrise, @carlos-in-glasses, @carlos-tk, @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut, @freneticfloetry, @herefortarlos, @irispurpurea, @kiloskywalker, @lightningboltreader, @louis-ii-reyes-strand, @lemonlyman-dotcom, @nancygillianmvp, @never-blooms, @orchidscript, @reyesstrand, @rosedavid, @rmd-writes, @safeaswrites, @sznofthesticks, @sanjuwrites, @theghostofashton, @vineofroses, @welcometololaland and here's an open tag for anyone that wants to share :)
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ghostampede · 11 months
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the most unhinged thing about zero escape: zero time dilemma will forever be how one of the fragments (that you can literally start the game with after completing c-teams First fragment) is akane talking to carlos about how much she loves junpei, the two of them starting the puzzle when they can’t find junpei who has strangely disappeared, and then continuing to go “aw man i hope junpei is okay wherever he is :(“ as they do a puzzle with DISMEMBERED BODY PARTS THAT LOOK LIKE JUNPEI’S LYING ALL AROUND THE ROOM BEFORE FINDING HIS HEAD IN THE FREEZER. you can literally have this be your furst puzzle. fucking insane.
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vamossainz55 · 2 years
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Drunk Words, Sober Thoughts | Carlos Sainz Jr. x Reader | Drabble (1k)
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A.N: Small drabble that I wanted to write because I am sleepy but not tired, just fluff really. Hope y'all have as much fun reading it as I did writing it <3 ps. might write more drabbles in the future so feel free to suggest ideas (im also down to do other drivers, i just need inspo really).
warnings: mention of alc (+ drunk carlos) but overall just fluff. love all around really <3.
and btw happy race week <3 (even though carlos has a grid penalty)
Summary: You and Carlos recently started dating and he finally tells you how he really feels. And he's drunk.
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"Come on babe, you're too drunk" The ache in your feet was killing you from the heels that you were wearing, and you knew it was your own fault for picking your black stilettos, but you really didn't expect to be at the party for so long.
It was almost five in the morning- and you and Carlos were at Daniel's house. The Australian driver had decided to throw a big birthday bash for himself- and Daniel didn't take his parties lightly.
He had rented a whole villa in Monaco, offering to fly out whoever was down to come (thankfully for him, most of the boys already lived in Monaco- so he really did only fly a few people over). Not only that, but in classic Daniel style, a party only meant one thing: an open bar with unlimited drinks.
It was hilarious to see all the boys get loose after a few drinks and relax. You had recently gotten together with Carlos so you hadn't met many of his friends- especially the ones in his F1 world. Sure, you had met Lando, Charles, and talked to Checo- but apart from them you usually saw the others on track and you usually did your own thing and stayed at the side. Sure, you had a conversation with some here and there- but they usually looked so tense and focused that most conversations were quite cordial and short.
This night had definitely made it worth the wait though. One thing that Daniel definitely knew how to do was to get people drunk and loose. Your ears were still ringing from Checo and Lewis belting out I Want It That Way, and your dress was still soaked from when Pierre had picked you up and thrown you in the pool before shoving Carlos (a lot more aggressively) to follow you suit. You were also currently witnessing Max with Daniel laying on the ground trying (and miserably failing) to count the number of stars in the sky. Who knew drunk F1 drivers could not count past eight?
Carlos on the other hand was sprawled on the couch with you and Lando who was practically almost sober but also half asleep. He had taken a few shots with you but it was clear that seeing everybody pretty much gone had sobered you both up. "We should go to bed babes, everyone is sleeping," You say softly, trying for what felt like the tenth time to get Carlos off the couch and back to your room. You rubbed his scalp gently before gently playing with a few strands of his hair. You're looking down at him and you can't help but smile fondly at how sleepy he looked. His head was laying on your lap, eyes blinking slowly as the Ferrari driver attempted his best to not yawn.
"Cariño, I'm not sleepy," He says- although fails to prove his point as a yawn racks through his body. He covers his mouth in aims to be polite but he ends up resting it here for a bit as his eyes fall shut.
"Babe," You say with a soft laugh.
"I'm just resting my eyes," He murmurs, but soon you hear him take a deep breath, the ones he usually takes right before he falls asleep.
To Carlos' misery, you're getting up anyways. Your boyfriend groans, murmuring a soft joder before slowly sitting up.
"Vale, vale, vale," He says, stumbling to get up. He struggles to find the balance with the sleep and drinks clouding his judgment so he almost tips over towards Lando. You instantly grab his arm to help him steady and he smiles.
"Sabes que?" He asks before blinking slowly because right, you didn't speak Spanish. "You know what?" He repeats in English.
"Mhm?" You ask, slowly getting his arm to wrap around your shoulder.
"You're so beautiful," He says with a bashful smile.
"Gross Carlos, get a room." Lando quickly comments (and you're surprised he even heard him since he was half asleep), throwing a pillow from where he was sitting. Carlos lets out a dramatic cry before throwing the pillow back to Lando.
"Go to sleep!" He says and you quickly hush him as a few of the others were scattered around the house. Carlos murmurs a sorry before he continues rambling under his breath. You smile to yourself telling Lando goodnight and sleep well before slowly guiding Carlos into your shared room. "Where was I?" He slurred once you placed him on the edge of the bed to sit. You slowly take off your heels before you head to your bag, looking for something to change into.
"I don't know bab-"
"Ah right!" He says, sticking his finger in the air before dramatically laying on his back. "I was saying- you're so beautiful." He sighs out and you try your best to stifle a laugh. "No, no, no," He says before sitting up. He looks you in the eye before pointing at you to prove a point. "You're so so gorgeous. Have you seen yourself?" He asks and this time you have to look away, feeling a heat begin to settle on your cheeks. "How the hell did I get so lucky?" He asks himself out loud.
"I don't know babe, how did you?" You tease, deciding to change into one of Carlos' shirts that were laying on the chair since you were too tired to dig through your bag. You turn around and expect to find Carlos tucked in bed, but instead, you find him in boxers with half his shirt off his body. "I think I'm stuck." He says, shirt wrapped around his head and his arms up in the air.
You bite back a laugh, going to him before helping him out of his shirt. "How did you manage to take off your pants but get stuck with the shirt?" You ask, shaking your head as you help him take it off. "It's time for us to sleep don't you think?" Slowly, you fold it up and put it on the chair, only looking over him when you hear him gasp.
"Oh my god. You're telling me I got to go to bed with you last night and wake up to you this morning and I get to do it again tomorrow?" He asks, eyes wide open and in shock. This time you can't help but laugh at how genuinely surprised he sounds.
"Babe, calm down." You say coming close and standing between his legs. You gently cup his face as you look down at him and lean close, gently rubbing his cheek. "I can't believe I get to sleep next to you tonight and wake up with you next to me still. I'm so lucky to have you." You tell him softly, leaning down to kiss his lips. The kiss is soft and gentle and Carlos wraps his arms around your waist to pull you closer.
"You're so nice- and so kind- and everyone loves you. My parents do, my friends do, everyone just loves you." He says once you've both pulled away. You continue to rub the side of his face soothingly with your thumb. "I want to be the best person I can be- I just want to be someone you deserve."
Your smile softens and you can't help but kiss him again. "You do deserve me babe," You say softly. "You make me the happiest person in the world." It's barely a whisper and your eyes meet Carlos'. He's looking at you and you can feel the mood in the room shift. Suddenly the music outside sounds ten times quieter and you can hear Carlos' breathing and feel his heartbeat through his chest. The moment feels so intimate and you're scared to break it.
"I think I love you," Carlos says back quietly, eyes suddenly shifting down. You feel your stomach do a little swoop as a feeling in your chest swells. "I think I'm in love with you." He says a bit louder this time, before looking up at you. "Is that okay?" He asks, and his brows furrow to create his confused face that you've always found endearing.
You feel your cheeks begin to burn, quickly tinting pink as you look at him, eyes locked with his. The smile on your lips are hurting your cheeks and your heart is beating loud. So loud that you're not quite sure if it was Carlos' or yours all along. "Do you want to know a secret?" You say very quietly, leaning closer to him.
Carlos nods, instantly whispering, "yeah?"
"I love you too," You promise, giving him a kiss before pulling him into bed.
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guardian-angle22 · 1 year
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TK/Carlos + Touch
↳ 2.12 The Big Heat
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specificallybruins · 20 days
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Whenever Marchy hugs Brando he's a happy dopey boi, very tender with Marchy
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But whenever it's someone else (who is not Bergy or CC) Marchy is giving attention to, he is pouting/keeping a close eye
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Video example of both scenarios happening:
In video he is happy when he is cuddling Marchy, but stopped smiling when he went to Heino, then started grinning when Marchy comes back.
Hypothesis:
Brando, are you perhaps jealous?
I suffer in rarepair/rareship hell
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thebluestbluewords · 7 months
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places where you shouldn’t be (where you could be anyway)
“This was a mistake.” Carlos says under his breath. “We’re gonna die here, right? This is where it ends.”
“Yeah,” Jay agrees, equally quietly. “Biggest mistake we’ve made in a while. Nice knowing you, but we’re not getting out of this one.” 
Their cart squeals as Evie navigates them smoothly around a turn. 
It’s fine. They’re all fine and great and surviving, thriving adults. 
Who totally know how to do grocery shopping. 
“Do we even have money for this?” 
Jay shrugs. “Dude. I don’t know. I didn’t even bring a wallet.” 
“What’s in your pockets?” 
Jay’s wearing a jacket with at least six hidden pockets. It’s one of the most honest, upstanding items of clothing he owns. “Nothing. Literally. It’s like, physically painful.” 
“Take some gum or something,” Carlos says, flicking a silver wrapper at Jay’s head. It falls on the floor. It’s a testament to the way that respectable Auradon adults seem to gloss over the VKs when they’re not actively shouting that nobody in the store even blinks an eye at them. “Nobody's gonna care about that. It’ll keep your hands busy if there’s something to fidget with, yeah?” 
“I can’t.” 
Carlos shoves the gum into his mouth. “Why the fuck not?” 
“Dude. We’re being good. I have to keep being good, or we’re gonna get shipped back and the girls would never forgive us. Do you want that on your conscience? Me being shipped back to the isle forever because I couldn’t keep my hands to myself in the fuckin’ grocery store?” 
“Nobody’s gonna care.” Carlos points out. He’s wearing a jacket that’s more rips than fabric, and the four of them are the only people in the store not wearing pastels. “The cameras only cover the door and the health food display. Stores like this bake a certain amount of loss into their profit margins. They don’t give a shit if we take some gum.” 
Jay shoves his hands in his pockets. There’s tiny little cheese rounds in the side cooler they’re walking past, and they would fit so neatly in his hand. 
He could fit like seven of them in his pocket without blinking.  “Nope. I’m not doing it.” 
“I’ll start moving my shit to your pockets.” Carlos says, chomping his gum so aggressively that one of the adults who’s pushing a cart in the opposite direction almost looks at them. “I’m gonna run out of space.” 
Jay twirls a bottle opening keychain around his finger before tossing it back on the shelf. “You wouldn’t.” 
“Mine’re gonna be full before we get halfway through. You’ve got a lot more space.” 
“Yeah,” Jay says, still casually, slouching so that they’re shoulder to shoulder. “Because I’m not fucking four feet tall, and I’m not wearing skinny jeans.” 
“You’re just jealous of my incredible calves.” Carlos says, shoulder-checking him towards the side of the aisle. The subsequent noise is a great cover for the transfer between their pockets,  not that they need it. They’re a polished ducking team, and the plastic-wrapped candy bars don’t even crinkle. 
Evie’s going to kill them both. 
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itsalwaysforyou · 8 months
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i do love it when jal are written as aggressive and rough with each other but i love gentle jal as well. i love them being so overwhelmed and confused by what they feel they just don’t say anything at all, too scared to ruin anything. i love them dropping the cruel pretences, if only momentarily, and allowing themselves a moment of vulnerability with each other, entirely depending all too recklessly on trust and shared understanding. i love their quiet moments where they’re not quite touching but the energy is almost palpable. i love the intensity of their softness, it all being so unknown and alien to them, as they both flounder trying to make sense of it all.
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livinginpool · 3 days
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managers and their pull up game
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