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#perfection #911 lone star

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sam obisanya, actual ray of sunshine

#ahhh i adore him!!! #sam obisanya #ted lasso

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Thanks for the tags, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @kiwiana-writes @ninzied! One day I’ll actually finish something, but for now, here’s more than seven sentences of something new.

Ever since he insisted on tagging along to June’s beginner ballet class, so much of his life has been spent in front of a studio mirror, pushing himself to be just a little bit better—to make his lines cleaner, his turns neater. Over time, the dance studio became a sort of refuge for him, a place where he could pour himself into perfecting his technique to distract himself from his own reality. The day his dad left, Alex spent hours at the barre rehearsing the same eight-bar combination until June showed up and dragged him back home.

June worries, but Alex knows that it’s all of that hard work that led him here. All the countless hours rehearsing and perfecting are what allowed him to become a member of the New York City Ballet, and now, if he wants the lead in Rafael Luna’s newest production of Swan Lake (and he absolutely does), he has to work even harder.

Which is why he’s here, in Studio 3, well after the streetlights have come on and everyone else has gone home, trying to perfect the series of fouettés in the coda of the Black Swan pas-de-deux. If he can get this right, Raf will have to give him the part of the Swan.

“Oh, sorry.”

Alex slips and stumbles at the sound of the voice coming from the door. From the round English vowels, he knows who it is before he even turns around.

Tagging @hippolotamus @indestructibleheart @magicandarchery @myheartalivewrites @inexplicablymine

@rmd-writes @welcometololaland @jamilas-pen @filet-o-feelings @treluna4

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@ships-to-sail @chelle-68 @missgeevious @mostlyinthemorning @likerealpeopledo-on-ao3

@celeritas2997 @wordthieve @dinnfameron

#OOOOP #RIVAL BALLET DANCERS?? #alex as a professional ballet dancer makes so much sense because he's so dedicated #rwrb #stereopticons #seven sentence sunday

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Thanks for the tags: @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @carlos-in-glasses @strandnreyes @orchidscript @cricketnationrise

“I want you to come back to the U.S.”

“What?”

Henry’s stomach sinks. He has no idea how Alex is reacting to this, but somehow, he didn’t even think it was a possibility. How did he not think this was an option?

“Look, sugar, I know you’ve liked it here, but I think when you get released from the hospital, you should come back home. You need someone to take care of you while you continue to recover,” Ellen reasons. “Who’s gonna do that here for you? The Prince of England?” she asks with a laugh.

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@liminalmemories21 @walkinginland @thesleepyskipper @bonheur-cafe @alrightbuckaroo

#DFSKJHSF #would he EVER #love this play on canon #rwrb #three-drink-amy #seven sentence sunday

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seven sentence sunday

thanks for the tags @alrightbuckaroo @ladytessa74 @liminalmemories21 @sznofthesticks @lemonlyman-dotcom

@im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @carlos-in-glasses @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut

i am determined to get something done today. but lol surprise i've pivoted to another fic because why not. it's not like wips dominate my open tabs or anything.

still on the buck/tommy train though.

it's been storming the past few days and they've been keeping me up so obviously my mind drifted to the odds of being struck by lightning. and we all know who that pertains to.

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He makes it to 30 before he hears the rumble. He lets out his breath. Still six miles away. 

The clock on the nightstand reads 1:37 a.m. 

A little earlier than expected but he supposes it’s not an exact science. Still, if he had known it was going to arrive shortly after midnight he would have just waited it out downstairs. Made some excuse about still being wired from his shift, and go about his usual chores when a storm makes an appearance at night. Anything to keep him occupied, but this time the allure of his bed and its guest were too good to pass up, and anyway, the weather people said 4 a.m.

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no pressure tagging: @apartmentsmoke @paperstorm @welcometololaland @rmd-writes @reyesstrand

@strandnreyes @nancygillianmvp @literateowl @lightningboltreader

#ooooh the bed and the guest #i don't go here but 👀 #love love love storms (when im inside) #911 #seven sentence sunday #vineofroses

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Seven Sentence Sunday

tagged by @your-catfish-friend, @carlos-in-glasses, @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad, @freneticfloetry, @lemonlyman-dotcom

and @ladytessa74.

Thank you!

This is from work published (yesterday!) - The Knave of Clubs . . . he swears he'll take her part. From the beginning of Knave 4, now that I'm no longer trying to keep anything spoilery underwraps.

She gives him a dry look. "Detective Reyes, this will be a lot easier if we both agree that neither one of us is stupid.”  He considers that; borrows some of TK’s lazy confidence and relaxes back in the chair.  He tilts his head.  "Feels a little one-sided if you know my name but I don't know yours, Mrs?” She smiles, and it’s disconcertingly motherly.  "My son’s friends call me Miss Trudie.” 

tagging @rmd-writes, @vineofroses, @paperstorm, @welcometololaland, and @iboatedhere

#SCREAM! #RUN FOR THE HILLS EVERYONE #especially you carlos #can't wait to read this #911 lone star #seven sentence sunday #liminalmemories21

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some sentence sunday 24.6

thanks to @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @cha-melodius @kiwiana-writes @sparklepocalypse and @orchidscript for the tags so far!

as i have recently finished three (3!!!) different fics, posted one, and am waiting on scheduling for the other two, i naturally started something new so i could share something non-spoilery

for all my Tortall Girlies (gn, more than affectionate) out there, I started working on part two of my Kel College Hockey universe (Part 1 is here!)

Beads of sweat are threatening to drip into Kel’s eyes as she completes another lap of the hilly Corus University campus. Most of her team has scattered for the summer break, but Kel’s parents have a townhouse in Corus itself, and she was more than willing to stick around. The proximity certainly makes it easier to keep up with her training; Coach Cavall wouldn’t miss a beat dismissing her if she didn’t keep up with the guys on her team. If Neal could see her now, he’d give her one of his patented exasperated looks and berate her for her over-achievement. Kel can hear his argument clear as a bell inside her head. Just because The Stump suggests something doesn’t mean you have to do it! Unfortunately for Neal, her own response is ready: if Cavall was going to suggest adding a weight harness to her cardio routines to up her endurance on the ice, why wouldn’t she take the advice?

an open tag for anyone who wants to play and some below the cut!

@magicandarchery @thoughtsofthegirlwiththecurl @missanniewhimsy @tintagel-or-cockleshells @firenati0n

@inexplicablymine @cactusdragon517 @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @leaves-of-laurelin @itsmaybitheway

@welcometololaland @three-drink-amy @anincompletelist @indestructibleheart @tailsbeth-writes

@porcelainmortal @wordsofhoneydew @sherryvalli @iboatedhere @the-lincyclopedia

@celeritas2997 @everwitch-magiks @dumbpeachjuice @onthewaytosomewhere @anchoredarchangel

#i don't go here but it's SPORTS #and i love sports #so i am looking and reading and admiring respectfully 👀 #cricketnationrise #tortall #seven sentence sunday

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Happy Sunday/Monday everyone! (Maybe we should let them join forces and create a day called Funday.) Thanks for all the tags in all the tag games as a recent. As everything from the Time Loop AU is extremely referential, I don't want to risk spoiling anything so sharing snippets has been more of scarcity, but I've got something to share today:

“Have you spoken to your mom lately?” TK asks, almost haphazardly. Silence floods the room, slipping through underneath the door and drowning them both.

“Why do you ask?” Carlos replies, not quite sure why TK wants to invite a conversation that’s so….intimate, so personal. That said, Carlos doesn't fully mind.

Not too long along, the idea of something being just that seemed frightening; now he wants to sink his teeth into like a ripe fruit.

“Well you know,” TK begins to answer before looking away and casually shrugging, as if he didn't just say a series of words that seemed anything but. “You know, with the 126 being pulled apart in separate directions and,” He stops himself before he lets the words tumble out of his mouth.

Carlos can hear the sentence in the pause, regardless. Sure, the 126 was pulled apart, but he and TK were pulled even further apart.

Thanks to @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut, @carlos-in-glasses, @janto4ev, @orchidscript, @sznofthesticks,

@freneticfloetry and @lemonlyman-dotcom for the tags!

No pressure tagging: @reyesstrand, @carlos-tk, @strandnreyes, @safeaswrites, @honeybee-taskforce

@heartstringsduet, @herefortarlos, @lightningboltreader, @paperstorm, @theghostofashton

@never-blooms, @bonheur-cafe, @basilsunrise, @nancygillianmvp, @vineofroses,

@ambiguouspenny, @welcometololaland, @rmd-writes, @your-catfish-friend, @sanjuwrites

and @lightningboltreader!

#ouch my heart #let me patch you up! #alrightbuckaroo #seven sentence sunday #911 lone star

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Thank you for the tags @carlos-in-glasses @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @sugdenlovesdingle @sznofthesticks @freneticfloetry 💕

“Hey Paul, you’re on speaker.”

“You're on speaker?” TK repeats indignantly. “Why do you have to announce he’s on speaker? Are you worried he’s gonna say something I shouldn’t hear?”

“What? TK. No, I’m not worried he’s gonna say something. What would he say?”

“I don’t know, why do you have to warn him?”

“It’s the polite thing to do, TK. I don’t think he’s gonna start dropping dirty secrets I’ve been hiding from you.”

“Are you sure?”

“What could I be hiding? A secret viral Tik Tok account? A rabid Pokémon addiction? Do you think I’ve got another wife squirreled away?”

“Oh, God. Too soon, Carlos, I’m—”

“Uh. Hey guys,” Paul’s tinny voice cuts into their bickering from the speaker phone in Carlos’s hand. “Did you need me for this?”

Tagging @heartstringsduet @nancygillianmvp @thisbuildinghasfeelings @bonheur-cafe @paperstorm @basilsunrise @janto4ev @whatsintheboxmh @chicgeekgirl89 @welcometololaland @strandnreyes @honeybee-taskforce @eclectic-sassycoweyes @vineofroses @ladytessa74 @fitzherbertssmolder @fallout-mars @your-catfish-friend @kiwichaeng @iboatedhere @liminalmemories21 @alrightbuckaroo @literateowl @guardian-angle22 @tinyluminaryzombie @herefortarlos @filet-o-feelings @rmd-writes @theghostofashton @reyesstrand @lightningboltreader @never-blooms @decafdino @certifiedflower and OPEN TAG 🏷️

#okay but viral tiktok carlos is kinda my jam ksjhfsh #a rabid Pokémon addiction STOP i can't #you crack me up lemon #911 lone star #seven sentence sunday #lemonlyman-dotcom

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Hey look! Words! Still not in the best place when it comes to my writing, but I'm enjoying this right now so I guess that's all that matters. Thanks for the tags @kiwiana-writes, @orchidscript, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, and @sparklepocalypse. (I just realized the snippet I planned to post is nowhere close to seven sentences, oh well, not changing my mind now.)

The city buzzes with the activity of a summer night, the air filled with the hum of conversation and the clink of dishes mingling with the rumble of traffic. Alex stares idly at the magazine covers on display at a newsstand as he waits at a crosswalk; one loudly asks, Does Gen Z Have a Soulmate Problem? Alex can’t begin to guess what it’s supposed to be. The light changes. A car horn blares down the block. Alex blinks. When he opens his eyes he’s no longer in Brooklyn. To be fair, that’s the least pressing issue at the moment. Top of that list would be the absolutely excruciating pain on inside of his forearm, although the shouting and sound of running footsteps—and fuck is that gunfire?—behind him are certainly fighting for his attention. He looks down at his arm to find blood rapidly soaking through the fine wool of his suit, except it’s not his arm. The hand he’s staring at is white and larger than his own, with neatly trimmed fingernails in contrast to Alex’s bitten down ones. “Did I get fucking shot?” Alex asks the world at large. The voice that comes out of him is deep, and his vowels round like they’re fighting for an accent he doesn’t have. As if in answer, the guys running toward him start firing at him again.

Tags below the cut, and an open one for anyone who wants it, tag me so I can see what you're writing!

@clottedcreamfudge, @rmd-writes, @celeritas2997, @14carrotghoul, @sherryvalli

@bigassbowlingballhead, @getmehighonmagic, @magicandarchery, @violetbaudelaire-quagmire, @welcometololaland

@iboatedhere, @nontoxic-writes, @tintagel-or-cockleshells, @leaves-of-laurelin, @dumbpeachjuice

@firenati0n, @wordsofhoneydew, @indestructibleheart, @inexplicablymine, @cricketnationrise

@oxfordslutphase, @ninzied, @cactusdragon517, @adreamareads, @mirilyawrites

@loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @justabigoldnerd, @eusuntgratie, @myheartalivewrites, @heysweetheart-writes

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#scream!!! #is it a body switch?! #it's so like alex to be like did i get fucking shot #WHILE being shot at #run you idiot #cha-melodius #rwrb #seven sentence sunday

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What I should be doing: cleaning, laundry, wrapping up esta noche es de alegría.

What I'm actually doing: leaving @liminalmemories21 unhinged comments on every chapter of Knave 4. (Join me, won't you?)

But in the meantime, have this mystery snippet from best i never had, the little fic that never ceases to make me smile (and which I'll desperately need after the particular angst of the TiMER fic). Thanks to @carlos-in-glasses, @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut, @sznofthesticks, @strandnreyes, and @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad for the tags today.

“Carlos, we watched that movie together, remember? [Redacted] was naked on a [redacted] with a [redacted]?” He hadn’t been, actually, but TK's particular brand of selective memory tends to skew towards nudity once a certain skin-to-shot ratio has been reached. “I remember. You snickered every time anyone said the word ‘bangs’.” TK hums. “And then you decided that I’m never allowed to eat that much caramel corn again.”

Tagging in @never-blooms, @paperstorm, @lemonlyman-dotcom, @rmd-writes, @reyesstrand, @herefortarlos , @ladytessa74 , @orchidscript , @heartstringsduet , @alrightbuckaroo , @walkinginland , @whatsintheboxmh , @welcometololaland , and of course @liminalmemories21 for being such a damn distraction (in fic form).

#dkfshdjfh carlos imposing caramel corn limits on tk is so funny to me #eyeballing those redacteds #911 lone star #freneticfloetry #seven sentence sunday

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tagged by the lovely @sznofthesticks <3 thank you

it's a little more than seven setences but here's some of the college au im working on

As Paul rejoined him, his collar was askew, the top two buttons of his shirt missing–just loose threads in their place, and a smear of dark red lipstick from his mouth to his cheek where he had probably tried to rub it away.  Carlos raised an eyebrow at him, looking up from his screen. “Have fun?” “Huh? Oh, yeah,” Paul said, still breathless. “Her name was Ashley.”  “You asked her name?” Carlos asked, playing up the surprise in his voice, earning himself an eye roll. “Nope.” Paul extended his arm, showing off the hastily scrawled digits on his skin accompanied by a slightly illegible ‘ashley xx’.  “Is that lipstick?” Carlos asked, trying to get a closer look. “Sharpie,” Paul said. “The number written in lipstick is yours on the bathroom mirror.”  Carlos groaned, rubbing a hand down his face. “You didn’t.”

tagging @reyesstrand @welcometololaland @nancygillianmvp

#scream! #meddling paul!!!! #911 lone star #seven sentence sunday #terramous

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#oh this is gorgeous! #tarlos #tarlos art #911 lone star

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thanks for the tag - @your-catfish-friend @carlos-in-glasses @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @sugdenlovesdingle you're all queued :)

have some sentences from my latest fic i posted? i apologize for being annoying but i really really love this one :) (also check out this gorgeous art to go along with it by @whatsintheboxmh here 🧡)

“Hi, sweetheart, how was your day?” Carlos kissed his husband’s cheek.

TK shrugged, “It was all right. I’m just tired.”

“Are you hungry? Do you want dinner?” Carlos asked.

“Eh, not yet. I just want to relax with you.” TK placed a hand on each of Carlos’s cheeks and brought him in for a kiss. “I missed you.” TK smiled, sleepily.

“You saw me this morning, but I missed you too.” Carlos took TK's hand and intertwined their fingers and led him to the couch. Carlos laid down first and TK crawled on top of him, laid his head on Carlos’s bare chest, and nuzzled in, and shortly faded into slumber.

read the rest on AO3

no pressure tagging: @tellmegoodbye @literateowl @reyesstrand

@reyestrandd @chicgeekgirl89 @lemonlyman-dotcom @ladytessa74 @thisbuildinghasfeelings

@laelipoo @bonheur-cafe @nancygillianmvp @vineofroses @alidravana

@my-little-tilly @fallout-mars @heartstringsduet @reasonandfaithinharmony

@freneticfloetry @terramous @strandnreyes @safeaswrites @zitasempri

@honeybee-taskforce @welcometololaland @actualalligator @alrightbuckaroo @herefortarlos

@carlos-tk @jeysbvck @inkweedandlizards

@mikibwrites @paperstorm @lightningboltreader @sanjuwrites and open tag :)

#😭😭😭 #theyre so sweet #just wanna relax with you what a vibe #911 lone star #sznofthesticks #seven sentence sunday

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thanks @heartstringsduet @carlos-in-glasses @janto4ev @orchidscript @sznofthesticks

@lemonlyman-dotcom @alrightbuckaroo @vineofroses @thisbuildinghasfeelings :)

“You can stay as long as you need today. It’s not like I’m going anywhere,” Carlos tells him when TK’s attention is away from his phone again. “Everyone else can too. Or Paul’s place still has power. It must just be the north side that’s out.”

“That’s the only reason I get to stay? Power?” TK questions, just so he can get Carlos to say something sweet to him.

It works, and Carlos wanders over to TK’s side of the bed, placing one knee on the mattress and ducking down to kiss him sweetly. “Yup.”

Or maybe it didn’t. TK frowns and jabs his shoulder. “Jerk.”

Carlos chuckles as he slips away, not going far before he bends down, reappearing a moment later with the octopus.

“Left him on the floor all night,” Carlos chastises. “If this is how you treat him, maybe I should keep him.”

“No,” TK argues as he snatches the animal. “You won him for me. He’s mine.”

Carlos smiles, bending over to kiss TK again. This one drags out longer before Carlos murmurs, “Stay because I want you to.”

tagging @basilsunrise @bonheur-cafe @chicgeekgirl89 @carlos-tk

@freneticfloetry @lightningboltreader @paperstorm @safeaswrites @reyesstrand

@three-drink-amy @theghostofashton @welcometololaland @rmd-writes + open tag

#soft soft soft #😭😭😭 #also the OCTOPUS #my fave character #911 lone star #seven sentence sunday #strandnreyes

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I just posted this chapter, but I’m going to post a snippet now because it’s exactly 7 sentences :)

Finally, she took his hands in both of her’s, fine-boned and elegant. It took Henry took long to find her eyes, to see that she was staring up at him with a sad smile on her face. He bit into his cheek, sucking down a watery breath, when a hand came to rest on his jaw.

“Hello, my love,” she whispered. The same tone she used in the halls of museums and lecture auditoriums. As if there was no one else there but she and him; as if he was all that mattered. “It’s so good to see you again.”

If you missed it and care about such things, chapter 15 of The Fox’s Bargain (rwrb, 1920s archeologist AU) was just posted. So, if you’re curious, all will be revealed there!

Thank you @sparklepocalypse @kiwiana-writes @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut and @carlos-in-glasses for the tags!

No pressure tags to: @cha-melodius @inexplicablymine @dumbpeachjuice @smc-27

@cricketnationrise @firenati0n @heartstringsduet @strandnreyes @alrightbuckaroo

@rmd-writes @welcometololaland @clottedcreamfudge @three-drink-amy

#👀👀👀👀 #why am i emotional #i dont even know the context but this is just so pretty #orchidscript #rwrb #seven sentence sunday

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As usual way more than Seven Sentence Sunday

thanks for the tag @carlos-in-glasses and @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut

Here's a little more of the Nancy/Marjan & Tarlos & kind of mentioned bucktommy *thing* i started last week

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"We need to help them." TK told Carlos who fought the urge to throw his husband over his shoulder and take him home so he'd stay out of their friends' business.

"No, no we do not. If there's anything between them, we should absolutely let them figure things out themselves." He insisted. "How would you have felt if they'd done that to us when we first got together?"

"Nancy did. More than once. During our break up." TK pointed out. "We didn't really have anything to do between calls at Paragon so she kept asking me about you and why we broke up."

"Did you ever tell her?"

TK snorted.

"No." he said and noticed Nancy looking at Marjan with a longing look on her face. "Which is why I am going to help them to make up for that." He kissed Carlos and walked over to Marjan. "Heyyy Marj."

Marjan frowned.

"Hey... what's up?"

"Nothing. I mean... I... Carlos and I were just talking."

"Ok?"

"Do you remember Buck? The firefighter from LA that was here to help with the wildfires?"

"The one you think was hitting on you?"

"Yeah, well, he just posted a picture of him and his new boyfriend. So looks like I was right after all."

"Right. Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?"

"No. Yes. Kind of. I was just thinking. He's in his 30s and he just figured out he's also into guys."

Marjan shrugged.

"So?"

"It's interesting isn't it? How you can just not realise this huge thing about yourself until the right person comes along."

"It happens, I guess." Marjan shrugged again. "Not everyone has their whole life figured out as a teenager."

"Good point." TK sat down on the rig she was working on. "I mean I've known since I was about 13. Came out to my parents at 15 and everything was fine. They've always supported me..." He trailed off and Marjan made a sound to show him she was listening. "But then Carlos had an entirely different experience. His parents didn't know how to deal with a gay son, so they just ignored it."

Marjan put her tools down.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I don't know. I was just wondering..." TK said, pretending to get lost in thought. "What would your parents say if you'd tell them you were dating a woman? Or bring her home to meet your family? Humour me." he added the last part before she could say anything about that never happening.

Marjan rolled her eyes but sat down next to him.

"I think.... they would be happy I was happy. Especially after everything with Salim. Surprised, probably, because I've never mentioned liking girls in that way... but I like to think they'd be happy."

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I have no idea who's done this already some i'm just tagging some people @sznofthesticks @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @bonheur-cafe @lemonlyman-dotcom @sanjuwrites

@chicgeekgirl89 @your-catfish-friend @welcometololaland @oldfangirl81 @chaotictarlos

and open tag for whoever else wants to share something!

#carlos wanting to throw tk over his shoulder 😂 #tk is meddling and we all know it #911 lone star #sugdenlovesdingle #seven sentence sunday