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Happy Wednesday. 💞 Thanks for tagging me last Sunday and yesterday. My brain is still trying to compure anything in general but I'm excited to read them and your snippets if you want to share today.
I hope you're all ready for some spice of the next First Aid chapter.
thanks for tagging me @carlos-in-glasses
“Don’t you mean ‘make love to you’?” Carlos teases and means all the same. From the last hour together, he had imagined taking their time in the warmth of TK’s bed, continuing with sweetness clogging both of their throats.
“No, I meant fuck me,” TK says under a breath. His eyes go wide like he surprises himself with how demanding he sounded. “But we don’t have to. Whatever you-”
Carlos surges forward then to stop TK before he can propose to go along with anything but what he actually wants.
“Fuck you where? Right here?” He asks against the shell of TK’s ear. “Do you want me to drive you against the kitchen island? Make you come on the countertop?” His hand slides into the wide leg of TK’s shorts and roughly massages the soft skin of his thighs. TK's breathing picks up. “Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you.”
Pupils wides, TK stares at him with unmatched hunger. He releases his cherry bitten lips and closes them. There is something on the tip of his tongue that he doesn’t seem able to form into words.
“I want to hear anything you fantasize about,” Carlos encourages again, then licks up the tendon of his neck.
TK shivers. “I want you… to rip off my clothes and suck me.”
“Here?”
“Right here. Nice and slow.”
Caros’ cock pulses. His hips move of their own volition, driving his his filling cock into the cabinets to get friction, even at the cost of pain. “What else?”
TK hesitates then says, “Drive your long fingers into me.” He fists Carlos’ shirt. “One by one, until I’m full of you.”
“And?”
“And make me take them until I beg you to fuck me into the counter.”
It’s not how Carlos thought today would go, not like he longs for gentleness himself right now but he still finds his blood boiling at knowing TK trusts him enough to ask for what he really wants.
Instead it's reminiscent of the first few times they hooked up, back when they barely knew each other and filth came at no detriment. Carlos grabs TK’s healthy foot dangling down beside his body and brings it between his own legs. TK immediately understands, raising his leg so the shin rests against Carlos’ bulge. Carlos gives a tentative buck, in a way that makes him see stars. TK moans too, attuned to him.
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#michelle writes#tarlos fic#wip wednesday#first aid#if anyone remembers part of this snippet...yeah that's how much I fucking change for this fic LOL#I feel like I wrote an extra 50k in changes by now#ANYWAYYYYYYYYY editing this beast this week
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all of my wildest dreams just end up with you and me
collaborated with @whatsintheboxmh with her beautiful art i comm'd for a scene in this fic here <3
thank you to the lovely @herefortarlos for beta reading for me! <3
pairing: tarlos
rating: explicit
length: 2k, 1/1
here's a small snippet:
He never thought this would be his life. He always read sweet love stories and didn’t think he would ever get to experience that great love himself. It always felt so unattainable to him, that he was destined for loneliness. Then TK, his soulmate, came to Texas. Now he’s living that great love story. They’ve overcome so much together, he truly believes they can handle anything, as long as they have each other.
read the rest on AO3
#911 lone star#my writing#tarlos fic#tarlos#911 lone star fan fic#tk strand x carlos reyes#tk strand#carlos reyes
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Thanks to @carlos-in-glasses @heartstringsduet @bonheur-cafe @paperstorm @thisbuildinghasfeelings @janto4ev @thisbuildinghasfeelings @three-drink-amy @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @whatsintheboxmh
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This snippet is from Chapter One of Live To Tell - coming pretty much as soon as I edit it 👀
(Tw: discussion of addiction and relapse)
Five days ago, he promised his mother he’d stopped using again — that he’d flushed all his pills and deleted his dealer’s number, that he was ready for another fresh start.
It hadn’t been a lie at the time — not completely. He’d kept the pills but he’d locked them away, and he really had deleted some numbers; the people he knew were the worst for his health. But the emergency stash was a cloying temptation, and his resolve had crumbled within days; quicker than usual. He realised, the moment he reached back out for the pills, that he hadn’t been ready at all. He’d only wished that he could have been. He hadn’t wanted to burn his mother’s pride, to turn it all to ashes between them. So he returned the pills to the empty drawer in his dresser, and he just never told his mother. He swallowed them down in his bedroom, alone. He simply carried on keeping quiet.
“Almost a week,” she tells him now, and something in TK’s chest turns hollow, howls with the ache of the words.
“Right,” he breathes. “I guess.”
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wip wednesday
(im so sorry i had to repost this 😭😭)
thanks to @carlos-in-glasses, @heartstringsduet, @sznofthesticks, @bonheur-cafe, @paperstorm, and @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut
agent reyes the man that you are 🫶
The moment they breach the warehouse, Carlos realizes they’re woefully underprepared, with backup nowhere in sight. Cunningham’s men are on them almost immediately, and Carlos is pulling his gun from his holster before he even processes it.
He sticks to the corner, climbing up a fire escape ladder and picking off agents from the back with the rifle strapped to his back. He tries to aim for a knee or a shoulder, trying to keep the carnage to a minimum.
It isn’t long before these assholes realize who is shooting out people, and there’s a group of agents heading straight for Carlos, seemingly ready to pull Carlos off the ladder and put him down. Carlos shoots as many people as he can before he ditches the rifle, scaling down the ladder.
Carlos drops to the floor, kicking his leg out, taking the man down in front of him, sending the other man’s gun scattering. He heaves as he stands up, clutching his side as he holds the agent down by the heel of his foot on his shoulder. “Are you going to stay down, or do I need to knock you out?”
The guy rests his head back on the floor, closing his eyes. Well, that answers that, Carlos thinks.
He swoops down and picks up the asshole’s gun, wincing as it pulls at his ribs. He rolls his shoulders back and clicks the safety on, holstering it before taking stock around the room.
Paul’s posted on the top edge, sniping people as quick as he can, and Grace is posted safely behind him, holding a gun of her own. Nancy and Marjan are fighting people back to back, and Carlos can see that the number of people they’re fighting are dwindling, due to Paul and his efforts. Carlos lets his guard down a little, pulling a smaller service weapon and clicking the saftey off.
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I Was Thinking About Your Mouth
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Whole fic written, 30k, 5 chapters, rated E. Updating Sundays.
In the early hours of a mellow May night, TK Strand wakes Carlos Reyes and proposes to him. A baffled Carlos initially starts to talk TK down – as if assuming he might not mean it. This is the story of why.
Or, 4 times TK accidentally proposed because Carlos is spectacular with his mouth, +1 time he genuinely proposed because Carlos is spectacular with his heart.
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He’s smug when he enters him. He gets to be. No finger-stretch is quite enough for Carlos’ thickness, and TK grits his teeth at the exquisite burn – so familiar, yet always a shock. Carlos catches TK’s mouth with his as he opens wide, his head tipping back. Carlos licks at TK’s lips, his tongue, his teeth. He loves the way he can make TK’s mouth open with words or make it open with silence. He can make TK’s mouth open like he can’t open it wide enough to get all the air he needs, or to let out the moan trapped around his heart. He loves TK’s mouth so much, he just has to kiss it, even if TK’s mind has bent sideways and he doesn’t have the wherewithal to kiss him back right now. On his desk at work, Carlos keeps a picture of TK grinning beautifully. It’s his favourite thing. That smile, that mouth. He thinks about it all the time.
Chapter 1: What Are you Thinking? - It’s fall 2020, TK Strand and Carlos Reyes are now boyfriends officially. And TK is maybe a little bit too excited about it.
Chapter 2: It's Our Dining Room Now, TK - In 2021, TK is very happy with his new roomie. A confused Carlos finds the people he can turn to. Or maybe they find him.
Chapter 3: Kiss Your Head - Valentine’s Day 2022. TK is recovering from a coma and he and Carlos are finding their way back together after their four-month split. When Carlos drops into the hospital for a visit, certain words are exchanged.
Read on Ao3
Thank you fabulous @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut for the beta and @lemonlyman-dotcom for being my emotional support American.
#I Was Thinking About Your Mouth#BJ Fic#This one is smutty lads#Thank you for reading if you do - I hope you enjoy it!#And so much fun to write#cig fic#my fic#tarlos fanfic#tarlos fic#tarlos#tk stand x carlos reyes
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COMPLETE
One year on.
a long time ago (we used to be friends) | E | 911 Lone Star | 12/12
Carlos Reyes is on the path to conventional success. He has a law degree, a nice car, his own apartment and an interview with one of the top law firms in the country.
That's until Carlos’ runaway ex-boyfriend arrives back in Austin and immediately lands himself in trouble. As it turns out, a murder mystery involving TK Strand is a case that Carlos can’t quite stay away from.
OR
The exes to lovers, college sweethearts, murder mystery fic where the motto is: be gay, solve crime.
chapter 1: a long time ago, we used to be friends
chapter 2: but i haven't thought of you lately at all
chapter 3: if ever again, a greeting was sent to you
chapter 4: short and sweet, to the soul i intend
chapter 5: come on now, honey
chapter 6: bring it on, bring it on, yeah
chapter 7: just remember me when
chapter 8: you're good to go
chapter 9: come on now, sugar
chapter 10: bring it on, bring it on, yeah
chapter 11: just remember me when
chapter 12: we used to be friends
thank you to @rmd-writes @celeritas2997 and @pragmatic-optimist for their enduring support and patience with me.
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Teach You How Forever Feels
Updating every Monday
Alone and struggling in New York after the death of his mother, TK is left with custody of his five-year-old brother, Jonah. With Owen's encouragement, TK moves to Austin for a fresh start, questioning every move he makes as he's thrust into the role of parenthood. But it all leads him to Jonah's new school where he meets Carlos Reyes, the kindergarten teacher. Between pick up and school meetings and chance run ins, TK can't help but feel something for him, even though he knows it can't happen.
chapter one | chapter two | chapter three | chapter four | chapter five | chapter six | chapter seven | chapter eight | chapter nine | chapter ten | chapter eleven | chapter twelve | chapter thirteen | chapter fourteen | chapter fifteen | chapter sixteen | chapter seventeen | chapter eighteen | chapter nineteen | chapter twenty
chapter twenty-one
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what is a promise if not your hand in mine?
When TK can’t suppress his nerves, he has a very easy tell. He holds his hands to his mouth; as if he’s stopping all the words he actually wants to say.
When TK wants to comfort Carlos, he expresses it in the softness of his touch. He’ll place a gentle hand on Carlos’ face, reminding him that he’s here.That he’s still right here.
TK might not wake up, and Carlos can’t even hold his hand. TK might not wake up, and all Carlos wants to do is hold his hand.
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Carlos doesn’t know where he went wrong; where they went wrong. What he does know, is that he’ll do anything he can to fix it.
He chooses not leave the hospital until TK wakes up. At some point, he doesn’t think he can leave. All the weight of “what happened” has weighed him down.
At some point, he thinks, maybe it’s best if he leaves. Carlos tells Nancy that he’s holding a vigil for a man who doesn’t he want him in his life.
Nancy doesn’t buy it; she tells Carlos that TK loves him.
Carlos doesn’t buy it; he asks Nancy why she would say that.
Nancy looks at Carlos, confused, and answers, “Because it’s true,”
Nancy tells Carlos that she can’t even say his name around TK because it’s too painful for him to hear. “It’s obvious,” Nancy says, as if it’s obvious. “He loves you.”
With watery eyes, he looks at Nancy and asks, “If he loves me so much,” His voice is tight, an edge to it. “Why did he break my heart?”
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Carlos allows himself to be upset, and he tells TK how he really feels. He knows TK can’t hear him, but he thinks it might make him feel better.
It doesn’t, not really.
—
TK wakes up.
He wakes up and the first thing he does is call Carlos, “Baby.” He reaches out and grabs Carlos’ hand. To remind him, he’s here. He’s still right here.
It’s in that moment, Carlos can feel his broken heart slowly start to mend itself together again.
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A week later, Carlos asks TK what he’d like for dinner. TK says red snapper will always sound good.
On the drive to the grocery store, TK asks Carlos what he’d like for dessert. Carlos says cookies will always sound good. TK suggests they make the cookies he always made with his mom growing up.
Carlos is touched; he asks TK, “Are you sure?”
TK shrugs, “You’re sharing your home with me; the least I could do is share a piece of mine with you.”
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They grab all the necessary ingredients. Pretzels, chocolate chips, shredded coconut, and candied pecans. They’re standing in the baking aisle when TK asks Carlos if he remembers what the secret ingredient is.
“Toffee?” Carlos asks as TK reaches for a bag of brown sugar.
TK smiles at him, and Carlos loves everything about it. “Love.”
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They thank the cashier and head back to their apartment.
Walking through the parking lot, all Carlos can think about is TK’s hand in his. He asks the question he already knows the answer to. He says it out loud; to make it real, to make them real.
“Can I hold your hand?”
“Of course,” TK reaches his hand out, grabbing onto Carlos’ hand without a second thought. “That’s what it’s there for.”
Cross posted this from ao3 as it's not only topical but one of my personal favorites. Hope you enjoyed <3
#my writing#carlos reyes#tk strand#tarlos#911 lone star#911 ls#tarlos fanfic#tarlos fic#series: all things end but we begin again#series: this is what falling in love feels like
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so good right now
pairing: tk strand/carlos reyes
rating: explicit
chapter: 1/4
chapter word count: 11.5k
does my boss count as my co-worker? TK types into Google.
“Uh, yeah, dude, obviously,” Nancy says from behind. “What have you done now?”
TK glares at her, slamming the lid of his laptop down before the results have even loaded. “Nothing!” he insists, but he's aware that his whole face is dripping in guilt. It’s obvious. No matter how true his words might be, he looks guilty.
“Dude,” Nancy scoffs. For extra measure, she rolls her eyes and leans on the back of his chair. “Don’t tell me you wanna bang your boss?”
Perhaps his silence says more than anything.
in which PA TK seems to think that sleeping with his boss is a good idea. Spoiler alert: it's not.
read chapter one here!
[updates on Mondays]
i also made a book cover!
#so nervous to post this but i hope you all like it#my fics#tarlos#911 lone star#tk strand x carlos reyes#tk strand#carlos reyes#office tarlos#tarlos fic
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a love note (and some fics)
Sometimes I wonder if there's really anything bigger out there - the universe, some kind of higher power, fate - and then I think about how extremely lucky I am that I became obsessed with a certain tv show and its characters at just the right time so that I could befriend someone who then introduced me to a particular book at exactly the right time to fall in love with those characters as well. And then, because of my need to have more of those characters, I went looking for more stories about them at exactly the right time to meet a group of people (some of them together, some of them later, but that doesn't matter) who would go on to become my friends.
There must be something, right? To bring together a group of people who live in five to seven different time zones depending on the time of year. To create my safest spaces on the internet. To share not just our love for a book and its characters, but parts of our lives with each other. To have them all wedge themselves into the soft spaces of my heart and never leave.
I've been thinking about this a lot over the last two weeks, because those people conspired and collaborated to gift me a collection of 10 incredible fics for a milestone birthday (tomorrow!) - even though some of them haven't written fic for months and months, or don't write for this fandom at all anymore, or have recently been finding it hard to make words work and finish fics, or are just plain busy with other projects and life. That they took the time to find and make words for me means everything and more 💖💖
I've been absolutely overwhelmed with love these past 10 days (probably to the surprise of no one, I have cried at every single fic drop and I'm crying writing this now). So, I want to share the wonderful fics that they've written for me with you all because it's the least I can do to pay it forward and they're objectively stellar fics. If you haven't come across them already then you should definitely add them to your to read lists/open tabs/MFL. Please show my friends some love and read their work.
The Rae of Sunshine! collection, in order of publication (with my very short summaries):
Take It Back (4.2K) by @three-drink-amy
Henry is the head chef at a French restaurant and there's one patron who keeps sending his dishes back. How can they resolve this?
Dick, Dick Dick (You Down) (10.2K) by @everwitch-magiks
Alex runs the craft services trailer on the set of actor!Henry's latest movie. Is he the only person who sees behind the façade?
A deceptively soft story, given the title.
Precious Love (1.3K) by floatingaway4
The fluffiest follow up to one of my favourite AUs Amigos y Migas (aka the food truck au).
Midnight ice cream (5.8K) by @the-amber-fox
Emotional support Cornettos? More likely than you think.
Make it Right (5.3K) by @three-drink-amy (that's right, Ally wrote me TWO FICS)
A rogue little Tarlos fic in amongst the firstprince - a post-season 1 canon divergence that sees TK working in a taco truck while he finds his feet.
a taste of life (7.4K) by @indomitable-love
A journey through Henry's life, told through food. (This one is not my summary, indomitablelove already summed it up perfectly)
Risotto + Melanzane + Dolce (a love story) (16.8K) by @villiageidiot
Alex starts working at an Italian restaurant and is terrible at his job. Somehow, Henry doesn't seem to mind.
Cursed is a State of Mind (WIP) by @welcometololaland & @dustratcentral
A 5 + 1 treatise on cursed coffee consumption.
12 Year Starter (6.6K) by @clottedcreamfudge
When Pez can't make it to Henry's Michelin-star birthday dinner, he arranges for Henry's friend, Alex, to take his place. Featuring CCF's signature banter and fun, and a menu that I wish was real.
Pour Your He(art) Out (WIP) by @athousandrooms
A 5+1 ode to latte art (featuring actual art!)
You can find the entire collection here on Ao3.
#rae gets sappy#i have the best friends#fandom friends are the best friends#rwrb fic rec#tarlos fic rec#rwrb fic#firstprince fic#red white & royal blue fic#tarlos fic#rae of sunshine
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First Aid
Summary:
New York City. 2016.
Two liars meet.
In a city eating him up, Carlos hides how he makes ends meet and why he keeps on knocking on TK’s window to be patched up. Desperate to be loved, TK hides his true self and relies on substances to be the perfect son, lover, friend.
Two liars meet - and fall in love with each layer unpeeled.
[Ch.1] [Ch.2] [Ch.3] [Ch.4] [Ch.5] [Ch.6] [Ch.7] [Ch.8] [Ch. 9] [Ch.10] [Ch.11] [Ch.12] [Ch. 13] / 20
-> Please heed the tags and warnings!
thanks to my beta readers @rmd-writes @welcometololaland ; my sensitivity reader @freneticfloetry & the tumblr helpers and cheerleaders mentioned in the notes 💕
#first aid#tarlos#tarlos fic#tarlos au#911 lone star fic#flashing gif#michelle writes#michelles fic#michelle draws
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Live To Tell
In 2019, TK Strand is struggling. Reeling from his most recent relapse, an encounter with an eerie stranger alters the course of his life forever. He spends a harrowing eighteen hours as a missing person, and what happens that night creates a domino effect that follows him years into the future.
In 2023, as TK settles into a beautiful life — sober and healthy — with his soulmate, Carlos Reyes, the monster from his past comes back out of nowhere.
And this time, he’s coming for both of them…
Chapter One
Chapter Two (Coming Soon)...
Heed the tags
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balancing act
tarlos, explicit, 31k words
endless thanks to @rmd-writes for the initial cheerleading and beta-read! <3
Carlos remembers finding solace in coming home from a long, tormenting day at school to see his mother at the stove, and how helping her knead dough or start up the grill or dice up vegetables allowed him to get out of his own head. Carlos remembers the way the world felt like it was swallowing him whole when TK left that night, unable to get the smell of red snapper out of his nose for what felt like weeks afterward. Carlos compares it to the way it felt to feed him, just now, and how it’s like time stopped and started all over again, because this is what his grandparents did for each other, what his parents still do for each other, and he never thought he’d get it for himself. Or, a study of TK and Carlos sharing meals and falling in love. (AKA, food fic).
chapters: one - two - three - four - five - six
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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.”
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@three-drink-amy @orchidscript @mikibwrites
@herefortarlos @fitzherbertssmolder
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@lemonlyman-dotcom @chicgeekgirl89 @sanjuwrites @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut
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@ladytessa74 @welcometololaland @rmd-writes @lightningboltreader
@goodways @reyesstrand @paperstorm @bonheur-cafe
@strandnreyes @chaotictarlos @thisbuildinghasfeelings
If you want to share! No pressure ever! ❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷
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NOW COMPLETE
Chapter 8 - A Family Affair
Do you like Tarlos? Do you like pets? If so, you have come to the right place, specifically this fic - a Tarlos love story set in a pet store by @strandnreyes and Lolaland
The Rainbow Fish | E | 911 Lone Star | 8/8
Despite being a big fan of animals, TK Strand has never owned one. He’s never had a reason to enter a pet store, until he gets caught in a torrential downpour.
Carlos Reyes knows a lot about pet stores. It comes with the territory, considering he works at one. That being said, none of his in-store training ever taught him how to help a beautiful, rain-soaked stranger pick up the aquarium rock display they just knocked over.
OR
The Tarlos pet store meet-cute.
Chapter 1: The Rock Incident
Chapter 2: Carlos 1, Carlos 2, Carlos 3
Chapter 3: Employee of the Month
Chapter 4: Lou the Lizard
Chapter 5: Job Application
Chapter 6: Cat Rescue
Chapter 7: Epilogue Part 1: TK vs Cat, Carlos vs Lou
Chapter 8: A Family Affair
Thank you to @rmd-writes and @lightningboltreader for being our trusty beta readers!
#The Rainbow Fish#pet store au#911 lone star#tarlos#911 lone star fic#tarlos fic#tk strand#carlos reyes#strandnreyes#lolaland#co-written fic#alternate universe
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I can't believe I'm finally posting this! I also know that if I don't post it now, I probably never will. It has truly been a labor of love to write this. It is 5 chapters and is mostly complete. It will be updated every Friday in October with the final chapter being posted on Monday October 30 in honor of my own dad's passing 9 years ago. A huge special thanks to @whenshereads for being the most amazing beta and for all the encouragement and seeing me through every breakdown I had about writing this. Also @steddie-as-they-go as always for listening to all the rants and being the reason I even wrote this in the first place. When I texted her the day after the finale to tell her I had an absolutely terrible idea she cackled and demanded it be written.
The Weight of Grief
43.7k . Carlos Reyes/TK Strand . Explicit
With all the loss they've suffered Carlos and TK deserve a happy ending. In their post-Honeymoon bliss they just weren't expecting to have to work so hard for it.
Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five
Tagging those who showed interest in the snippets under the cut.
@welcometololaland (seriously biggest cheerleader award) @carlos-in-glasses @liminalmemories21 @strandnreyes @lemonlyman-dotcom @lightningboltreader @jesuisici33 @thebumblecee @alrightbuckaroo @rmd-writes @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @lutavero @heartstringsduet @thisbuildinghasfeelings @rosedavid
#911 lone star#911ls fic#tarlos fic#4x18 coda#the weight of grief#tk strand#carlos reyes#my fic#my writing
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