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scotts-takes · 4 months

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"Black Out See Saw" is the Climax Alkaloid Deserved

Top Songs from Enstars 2023 Number 1

I was blown away when the album art for Alkaloid was released a few months ago...

This art is such a sharp contrast from their first album art, that shows how they have grown. The basic military style unit outfits have been replaced with regal commander-style ones. The basic emotions that are shown in the original are now much more refined- in particular, Aira has evolved from someone simply happy to be on a stage to someone who is confident in his place on it, Mayoi is putting himself more in center, and Hiiro's confident smirk has become more stoic, as he now has the experience to go with his skills.

All of this went away, however, when we actually got the Alkaloid Climax song...

Sigh...it was the seasonal Halloween event for the year. Yes, the idea of incorporating hospital/illness and Tatsumi's relationship with it is an interesting story to tell...but Alkaloid deserved so much more, especially as the "Protagonists" for the !! era of Enstars. I was frustrated that the end of this era of Enstars for Alkaloid was wasted on a seasonal event, but was at least able to take solice in that Alkaloid gets 200 chapters of the main story dedicated to them, and we still had solo songs for each character to come from the album. December rolls around, and the album releases. After jumping through hoops to buy it, I throw my headphones on to give the album a listen. The first track, "DiZZineSS" is a weird 30 second preamble with no singing, not something I was expecting. However, it rolls directly into the first new song on the album

Bam

Black Out Sea Saw is a violent wall of sound, unlike anything else that has been done for Enstars before, and I can understand fans not liking it. The reason it sounds so different is because it was produced by TK of Ling Tosite Sigure, a 20+ year going Prog Rock group. I listened to the song 3 times before moving on, and waited for the MV release to come, as is usual with the "B" side track from Albums. And what we got was one of the most well constructed videos for Alkaloid fans, and the climax that I was looking for that wasn't provided by the Halloween song.

The video opens...strangly, especially if you haven't heard the song before. The opening is intentionally choppy and rough, almost like it was an unfinished song that still needed production. There is a weird reverb effect happening- which you can especially hear when Mayoi hits the high note, that led to a friend saying "it sounds like they recorded this in a bathroom or something". The other thing that really jumps out is how robotic and synchronized the movements of all 4 members are. This is a BIG deal. In just about every Alkaloid video, you can find little inconsistencies at various points- Aira is sometimes a bit slow to do something, Hiiro is sometimes a bit too fast, Tatsumi's movements are less athletic, etc. The robotic movements are all in perfect unison, especially at points where characters do things together, like make hand bridges. It's a sign of Alkaloid's growth as a unit- they started as a collection of rejects, and now they haver come together and become a great unit together.

As we go to the first chorus, the intensity of the song ramps up- it becomes FAST, yet every member is in perfect harmony. The dancing becomes more intense- and everyone stays perfect. And then we get to the final line "It's Error-Error", and things start to change- we start to see more finger movement, the motions become more flowing and less robotic (the robots are malfunctioning! error! error!), and more personality is shown by each member.

We then get a wonderful effect of feathers raining from the sky, before, and then we get to see everyone smile, including Hiiro with this soft and expressive look. (that I wish I was able to time slightly better when I took my screenshot!)

Why is this important? Lets take a look at the first Introduction of Hiiro, in his first close-up in Kiss of Life

It's a look of focus, of determination, and NOT one of joy. Hiiro NEVER smiles at any point in Kiss of Life except during the SPP- he maintains a focused look the entire time. Additionally, you can look at just about any Alkaloid video, and Hiiro rarely smiles- if anything, he just physically assaults the camera in every one of them! The final chapter of the main story is titled "Smile", which is a discussion between Hiiro and Rinne on what it means to be an idol, and Rinne telling Hiiro "Whenever I see you smile, it makes me smile too", with Hiiro responding that he will do whatever it takes to make people smile

Hiiro wasn't able to smile in Kiss of Life, as his focus was on putting smiles on the faces of others. It's weird, because when he isn't preforming, a smile is basically plastered on his face permanently. He has a very loud and infectious laugh, and he's just happy to be doing anything at any time. On stage, for him, its different. And Black Out Sea Saw is the first time that Hiiro is able to not just smile, but show kindness in it, as opposed to simple joy or excitement. It's a MASSIVE step forward for him- the kind of thing that, you know, you might build a Climax story around?

And then, we come to the end, where the intensity of the song does not let up, before it all crashes to an end as the lights go dark and Alkaloid go still

To me, this is the Alkaloid Climax, the song that I will remember. They have gone from a group thrown together to a cohesive unit with a sound unlike anyone else in the franchise, and all of whom have had character growth. It's the one that they deserve going into the new era that is upcoming, and even has a level of finality to it, seeing as how it was released right at the end of the year.

Alkaloid deserved better than Undying Holy Love, and boy, did they get it...

#ensemble stars #alkaloid #hiiro amagi #tatsumi kazehaya #aira shiratori #mayoi ayase #black out sea saw #mv analysis #Enstars Climax #Best of 2023

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kiwichaeng · 4 months

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WIP Wednesday

Thank you so much for tagging me @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad and @heartstringsduet ❤️

Every muscle in Carlos' body freezes. Very slowly, he puts the glass down on the counter, his eyes never leaving the man. The man he recognises. He's in the same outfit as earlier, a plain sweatshirt and jeans. His hair is tousled and free of blood this time, his eyes bright and colourful. Except he can't be here, in Carlos' home, sitting on his goddamn couch and looking at him with curiosity, like he's anticipating Carlos' next reaction. Carlos' mind is playing tricks on him, he's working too hard, he's seeing things. Because there is absolutely no way that Tyler Kennedy Strand, the man who's dead body Carlos saw today, is sitting on his couch.

Absolutely no pressure tags under the cut

@liminalmemories21 @orchidscript @lemonlyman-dotcom @paperstorm @strandnreyes @carlos-tk @ladytessa74 @carlos-in-glasses @theghostofashton @three-drink-amy @fallout-mars @chicgeekgirl89 @lightningboltreader

#I used almost the exact same tag list from before so again lmk if you wanna be removed or added #I think these are supposed to be longer? I had no idea what to share for today tbh #the chapter this is from is still under the works and we'll see where it ends up but for now there's this #evie's writing #autopsy fic

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coleskingdom · 7 months

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Little Dear

Rating Explicit

Pairing Matt Jackson x Female Reader

Warnings: f receiving oral, fingering f receiving,p in v , smut and fluff at the end .

I had seen someone post wanting a Matt Jackson masquerade fic. Here’s my attempt.

There was a knock at the door, I looked through your camera to see a very elegant bouquet of dark red roses tipped in black, with an envelope attached had been left. Opening the front door with the first cool air of fall blowing in you brought both the bouquet and envelope and set them on your counter.

The note read:

Your presence has been requested at the inaugural masquerade ball. Your travel arrangements have been arranged for an overnight stay and a car will be sent to pick you up.

- TK

I only knew of one TK and the idea of being invited to one of his legendary party’s was exciting. However, you had a complicated history with one of his employees though it’d been years since you had seen Matt Jackson. Two years had gone by since you and Matt had broken up, it wasn’t dramatic you both were stubborn and in the end you just couldn’t make it work.

Toying with the black ribbon around the bouquet you decided that you would take TK’s invitation and attend the ball. However choosing an outfit wasn’t going to be easy, you wanted to hide and slip into being someone else for one evening.

The night of the ball I decided on a long black ball gown with a corseted top, a pair of elbow length gloves, and a golden fawn mask. You sleeked your hair back and put in a pair of green contacts to hide your blue eyes. When the doorbell rang and butterflies were in your stomach as the driver was waiting to take your bag and open the door.

The driver pulled up to this house that looked like an old New Orleans style mansion, inside it was the most extravagant party I’ve ever been to. There were sword swallowers, fire breathers , tarot readers, and a dance floor surrounded by candelabra. The music was contemporary hits that were performed by a string quartet .

As I stared around the room taking in the magnificence of it all you were approached by a man in a golden wolf mask and a very well tailored suit. The man offered his hand, Hello little deer, do you care for a dance? The formalness made you laugh and say Why Mr. Wolf, I would love to dance with you. As he took your gloved hand and led you to the floor.as the beginning of A Sign of the Times started, the Wolf pulled you in closer, he moved so smoothly on the floor confident and strong. The song ended and he bowed to me, and again the formalness made me laugh. He led you to the bar where you both ordered a drink. Standing in the man’s presence, it felt familiar and warm. The way the Wolf appraised you in your ball gown, he took in every inch of you looking at you as he both knew you and wanted to devour you at the same time. After you both finished your drinks, you wanted to ask his name. Mr. Wolf, do I know you, I asked quietly, the wolf silently grabbed your hand again led you back to the dance floor, this time it was Wildest Dreams, I sighed this song always reminded you of Matt, I softly whispered into the ear of the Wolf

“He's so tall and handsome as hell

He's so bad, but he does it so well

I can see the end as it begins

My one condition is

Say you'll remember me

Standing in a nice dress

Staring at the sunset, babe

Red lips and rosy cheeks

Say you'll see me again

Even if it's just in your wildest dreams”

The Wolf growled a low hungry sound that vibrated deep in his chest. Little Deer he asked is that what you want, to be remembered in my wildest dreams, or is it me that you want to remember in yours. You swallowed thickly taking in the words that had just been spoken, both you said just barely loud enough for the Wolf to hear. With that the Wolf led you off the dance floor and up the stairs to a suite, and as you entered the room the Wolf pinned you against the door and kissed you awkwardly as your masked faces didn’t fit together. The wolf readjusted his mask as he began to kiss your neck, down behind your ear and back up again, you felt your body begin to relax and give into this man who was setting your body on fire, with each touch.

The wolf began to kiss your collarbone and the top of your breast. Who are you Mr. Wolf? I asked breathlessly. He scowled annoyed that a question had been asked taking him away from his face being buried in your breasts Little Deer, that does not matter, for tonight I’m the big bad Wolf and you are my little deer. By the end of tonight if you don’t know who I am I will tell you. Before you had time to fully process his words he had brought a chair over, Sit said the Wolf it’s time that I feast on my sweet little deer. With that phrase you felt your panties dampen, the assertion in the Wolf’s voice had you sitting down, and your legs pressed together trying to quell the ache that was forming from this man who you did not know.

The wolf lifted the fabric of the ball gown and settled himself between your legs his mask now laying on the floor beside him. Lean back little deer he said , as he puts my feet on his shoulders. I leaned back, in the chair as the wolf runs his hands up and down my trembling legs. Slowly, methodically, he kisses all the way up and down my legs, his beard a sharp contrast to the smooth kisses he is placing there. My back arching as he moves closer to where I need him most offering myself to him. I feel his hands on the band of the underwear I had chosen for the night and hear them rip. There she is he coos, my dinner for the night, you smell so good, I bet you taste even better. His fingers trail up my inner thighs and I moan, so wet for me and I haven’t even touched you yet he chuckled amused at the response of your body to him. I'm gonna enjoy eating my dinner so fucking much . I bite down on my lip as he inches closer, his warm breath dancing over my sensitive flesh. When he finally kisses me there, his mouth pressed against my wet folds, I moan so loudly and wantonly that it makes him groan. His lips dance along my center, making heat sear deep in my core, and then his tongue darts out, warm and wet and soft, licking a path from my entrance up to my clit. Oh God I gasp. So. Fucking. Good. His tongue swirls over and around my clit, lapping up my juices, animalistic grunts and growls rumbling from his throat.

Warmth spreads through me as he coaxes wave after wave of pleasure from between my thighs, feasting on me with the skill of one man. There had only ever been one man who had ever made me feel this desperate but there was no way that it could be him under my dress right now. Before I could finish the thought . A familiar pulling sensation in my abdomen and tingling in my thighs builds as he goes on sucking my clit, rimming it with his tongue but concentrating the pressure on one spot. My back arches off the chair and I grind myself against his face.

Oh, fu-oh Matt I whimper. My climax builds to a crescendo. I reach the peak, and he maintains his steady yet relentless pace my hips grinding desperately, I call out Matt’s name not even aware that it’s falling from my lips.Even after my hips still and I'm panting from the strength of my orgasm, he continues to suck and lick, wringing every last drop of pleasure from me.

Blinking, I stare up at the ceiling, my body limp my mind quiet. Who’s Matt? the wolf asked still under my dress lightly kissing my thighs. Who ? I ask not sure that I heard right. Matt the name you moaned as you came on my tongue the Wolf said. Shit, his name didn’t fall from my lips did it, I mean he was who was in my dreams, and who I thought of the most. He’s ummm…..someone that I dated and it ended. It’s been two years, I’m sorry. Two years the wolf said into my thigh and you still scream his name is he who you think of, is it him that you fantasize of little deer. Don’t lie, I can see how your body is responding to the mention of his name. The wolf slides his hand between my thighs palming my pussy, toying with my clit again teasing changing pressure. Yes , it’s Matt, he’s the only one who’s ever made me feel this way until tonight. I’m still the only one who’s ever made you feel this way and I’ll be the only one who ever does the wolf growled. Before I had time to process what he had said two of the Wolfs long thick fingers have delved into me, pumping in and out slowly building me back up, when I feel the tip of his middle finger zero in on my g spot, my orgasm comes fast, quick and more intense than the first. I’m breathless and panting as the wolf removes him self from under my dress.

There in front of me stands Matt Jackson, I’m breathless looking at him. He’s always been perfection his dark hair, and his brown eyes that shined now with a combination of love and lust. Little Deer, he cooed did you think that I didn’t know it was you, this whole time. A little deer yearning for her Buck. He reached and untied my mask lifting it off of my head. He took my hand and brought me to my feet leaning down to kiss my lips, exploring and memorizing my mouth.

Matt, I whispered when the kiss broke I had missed him, my pride having gotten the better of me for the past two years. Matt pulled me into his chest, I’m sorry he whispered, his hands running up and down my back toying with the fastening of the corset. My body was drunk on him, tonight I just needed all he had to give, I didn’t care if it was the beginning or the end. Looking him in his eyes, Matt I need you I said breathless.

He undresses me slowly taking his time as if burning this into his mind I step out of the ball gown. My attention turning to him as I unbutton his shirt, taking it off of his shoulders, I’m almost afraid to touch him that if I do it’ll all have been a dream. Y/N get on the bed, I’ll finish this, I climbed into the plush bed. Watching as he stripped down, freeing his cock he stroked it trying to give himself some relief. The sight of him after so long was better than I had remembered, his strong biceps, his long torso, his hands, and that mouth. Like what you see, he chided, my sweet little deer. He climbed into the bed hovering over me kissing me his lips left mine as he proceeded down my body. Matt, I whined, the man was in no rush, he was taking his time, he came back up my body. I felt like I was going to explode. His hand reaching my folds taking the wetness and sighing rubbing it along his shaft. He’s positioned himself at my entrance he looks me in the eyes as he sinks him self into me slowly giving me time to adjust. Matt, I sigh, my body feeling complete with him inside me. He begins to move slowly at first, and my walls begin to quiver around him. Mine he growls and I clench myself around him echoing his words. I rock my hips to meet him as he pistons his at the change in speed thrusting himself deeper and deeper inside me and making light flicker behind my eyelids. Pleasure coils in my gut, snaking through my thighs and up into my ribcage before bursting out of every single part of my body. I mean, hanging onto him and grinding out my release. I'm unable to catch my breath while he holds me tight, pushing into me until he comes with a harsh grunt of my name. Matt eases out of me and I sigh missing him immediately.

Matt settles us under the covers of the bed, as he pulls me onto his chest. The realization of what has happened and the unknown begins to register. Matt, I whisper emotion dripping from that one word. Sweetheart I know, it’s okay, when I said you were mine I meant it he said stroking my arm. Sleep now, I’ll be here in the morning.

#matt jackson x reader #matt jackson smut #aew smut

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tarlosweddingcelebration · 11 months

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Welcome to the Tarlos Wedding Celebration Event!

Now that TK and Carlos are finally hitched, I wanted to host an event where we could celebrate the couple and how far they've come. I want to spread all the love and appreciation for these two incredible characters who mean so much to so many of us.

Each week, I will be posting 3 sets of prompts. One will be aimed more towards gifsets and edits, and the others will be a short prompt, as well as a dialogue prompt, aimed at everything and anything else you'd like to create. All of which will be listed below. Of course, you can pick from whichever set you want, mix and match them, and create as many posts as you like for each week. Lastly, you can get involved in whichever weeks you'd like. There is zero pressure to create for all of them.

The event will run for 4 months / 19th May -> 7th Sept

Please be sure to tag either #tarlosweddingcelebration or #tarlosweddingevent in your posts, and on ao3.

☆— under the cut, you will find the 3 lists of prompts —☆

list one

week 1 (19th - 25th May) — favourite tarlos centric episode(s)

week 2 (26th May - 1st June) — favourite tk and/or carlos rescue(s) / or favourite parallel(s)

week 3 (2nd - 8th June) — favourite s1 moment(s)

week 4 (9th - 15th June) — favourite quote(s)

week 5 (16th - 22nd June) — favourite s2 moment(s)

week 6 (23rd - 29th June) — favourite comedy moment(s) / or favourite outfit(s)

week 7 (30th June - 6th July) — favourite s3 moment(s)

week 8 (7th - 13th July) — favourite emotional moment(s)

week 9 (14th - 20th July) — favourite s4 moment(s)

week 10 (21st - 27th July) — favourite hug(s) OR moment(s) that means a lot to you personally

week 11 (28th July - 3rd August) — favourite background or underrated moment(s)

week 12 (4th - 10th August) — favourite musical moment(s)

week 13 (11th - 17th August) — favourite friendship (tarlos + ______)

week 14 (18th - 24th August) — favourite kiss(es)

week 15 (25th - 31st August) — free choice / or (themed prompt) tarlos + colours

week 16 (1st - 7th September) — free choice / or (themed prompt) the journey/evolution of tarlos

list two (each has two options - do with them what you want)

week 1 — alternate first meeting / disastrous first meeting

week 2 — hosting an event / out with friends

week 3 — career swap / s1 alternate ending

week 4 — three little words / pride month

week 5 — no more catan / trapped together

week 6 — honeymoon shenanigans / a furry friend

week 7 — alternate proposals / another coma

week 8 — sacrifice / regret

week 9 — shotgun wedding / one final bump in the road

week 10 — only one bed au / soulmate au

week 11 — under arrest / date night

week 12 — overworked / hyperactive

week 13 — hanging with 126 / dinner with parents

week 14 — making up after a fight / tattoos

week 15 — free choice / or wedding themed angst and/or comfort

week 16 — free choice / or wedding themed fluff and/or smut

list three

(a special thank you to the amazing @tarlosweeklyprompts/@chaotictarlos for contributing these prompts for us)

week 1 — "You saved my life... I feel like I owe you."

week 2 — "Honey, where are the limes?"

week 3 — "The only good thing in my life, is you."

week 4 — "I told you I would never leave you."

week 5 — "You're my soulmate. Nothing will change that."

week 6 — "When I think about forever, all I see is your face."

week 7 — "Not to be cheesy, but you're literally the love of my life."

week 8 — "Walking out on you is the worst thing I've ever done."

week 9 — "Each day of my life I get to have you by my side is worth living."

week 10 — "No, I meant every word." "Then why don't I believe you."

week 11 — "You want me to wear what!?"

week 12 — "You're so silly."

week 13 — "How did I get so lucky."

week 14 — "I think I'm ready to talk about it."

week 15 — free choice / or "You're lying. He's not hurt."

week 16 — free choice / or "Why is Lou on the counter!?"

[hosted by @angeltk]

#tarlosweddingcelebrationevent #angeltk #info post #tarlos #tk x carlos #tarlosweddingevent #tarlosweddingcelebration #911 events

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coqxettee · 1 year

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Why I love being a girl ♡

- January 8th 2023 -

Written by Kellen-Pippa Beckett (@coqxette)

I adore being a girl. 💋

Since the beginning of the year, I’ve been literally living my mornings, afternoons and evenings on Pinterest, and as I’ve been scrolling, I’ve come across so many pretty pictures, of simple girly things that just make me so happy. Bottles of perfume, lipgloss, other pretty girls, pink clothes, bags, shoes, outfit combinations, pretty bedrooms, skincare, makeup. All kind of things I didn’t ever used to particularly romanticise and see the true beauty of up until this year. Since January I’ve not taken anything for granted, in terms of enjoying my life on this planet as a girl. There’s so many things I love to do, that I just don’t often think about. But since the beginning of 2023, I’ve been doing so many little girly tasks and activities, and I thought I’d share them with you 🎀

Girly habits to have: (@coqxette)

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🎀 Take a shower every morning, using the sweetest, sugary, and most divine shower products you can

🎀 Invest in cotton candy scented soaps, scrubs, shower gel, body lotion, hand cream

🎀 Have pretty makeup products. This will motivate you to want to do your makeup on days your not feeling it

🎀 Lipgloss & Mascara are essentials. Keep them in your purse for quick top up’s throughout the day

🎀 In your purse keep genuine essentials. A tiny mirror, hairbrush, lipgloss & mascara, headphones, emergency money and tissues/hand sanitiser

🎀 Save up your money. You know that one thing you’ve wanted for ages? (Dior bag for me ) Put some money aside each month to eventually pay out for it

🎀 Devote every Sunday to a pamper day. (Or one day a week) Wash your hair, manicure, pedicure, exfoliate, moisturiser, do a face mask, hair mask The lot ✨

🎀 Get an early night for an early morning, and do one girly thing before bed. Read a beautiful story, listen to soft music or your favourite song, watch a comfort episode of your favourite show. But try not to go on a screen 45 minutes before you actually sleep

🎀 Take time out of your day to do things YOU enjoy, playing a video game, reading a book, whatever you enjoy doing. Self care is important too

🎀 If the weather is appropriate, go on daily walks. I live in the countryside in the UK, so the weather isn’t always on my side but for people that live in hot climates, don’t take your beautiful weather for granted!

🎀 Even on windy days, a compact brush goes a long way. Keep your hair healthy, maintained. Have a hair care routine, and go to the hairdressers every 1-2 months (if you can) if you want that extra pampering feeling

🎀 Thrift to find the best stuff! Designer clothes are heavenly, but nearly ALL of my clothes are thrifted! (Some thrifted things are cuter than designer) and you can find so many vintage sales! Check TK/J MAX for Juicy Couture)

🎀 Maintain a healthy diet, but never fear to compensate when it’s that time of the month 🤒 One of my favourite, (but healthy in moderation) sweet treats are dark chocolates and it can help with cramps, so it’s a win win!

🎀 Paint your nails pink. Baby pink, hot pink, dusty pink. Just… pink

🎀 Invest in some new girly stationary. Pink notepads, pink pens. Girly stationary = girly notes & girly planning

🎀 If it’s pink and girly, buy it :)

🎀 Collect pretty jewellery! Silver or gold, or pink :))

🎀 If exercise is your thing, invest in some pink gym wear

🎀 Always keep a pair of earphones/headphones/AirPods with you to listen to girly music wherever you go. The world can seem so boring without pink, bubblegum music

🎀 Bored? Go shopping. Day off? Go shopping. No friends? Go shopping. Loads of friends? Go shopping

🎀 Have a signature scent, so people always know it’s you.

🎀 Have a box in your room dedicated to hair accessories.

🎀 Make your room girly! Pink floral bedsheets, a vanity, and fairy lights are all staples

🎀 Boys are cute but don’t obsess over them. Obsess over pink instead <3

🎀 Watch girly cartoons! It’s not childish and if it makes you happy, then it’s worth it. I love ANYTHING Barbie, I watch all of her content religiously :)

🎀 Start watching Barbie life in the dream house. This sounds niche but it’s SO cute and watching Barbie being effortlessly girly will imprint in your brain, trust meeeee

🎀 Lastly, and the most important of them all. Don’t force any of this. If your a girly girl, your a girly girl and there is nothing you can do about it! But these are just habits I tend to keep up, because I enjoy doing all of them. Don’t take being girly for granted, even when your just putting your perfume or body spray on before you go out, that’s such a lovely girly act, and remember that. Orrrrr maybe I’m just queen of over romanticising everything. Either way just implant these habits day by day and you will start to see girly changes <3

All my love… your homework is to try and do ONE of these girly things today, love you always. Stay girly, stay beautiful. - Kellen 🎀🛼

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decafdino · 3 months

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WIP Wednesday

thanks for the tags, @lemonlyman-dot-com and @heartstringsduet! have some completely unedited medieval au :)

By the time the ball begins, smooth has gone right out the window. He's trying to put on a good show of normalcy because this ball is being hosted by the Reyes on their estate in celebration of not only TK's presence, but Carlos' return home. It's much more formal than the welcoming ceremony, and with the vetted guest list of very important people filling the ballroom, he really doesn't want to mess this up for Carlos. Despite this, TK feels himself practically vibrating out of his own skin, sitting at the head of the table while guests dance before him, all to do with the letter burning a hole in his breast pocket.

"Princeling," Enzo had written, "I regret to inform you that…"

"Where is he?" Gabriel grumbles. He's sat on TK's left, gaze sweeping across the crowd. He sounds annoyed with his son, but TK thinks there's a hint of worry beneath his tone. "He's late to his own ball."

On Gabriel's other side, Andrea pats him on the arm. "No te preocupes, mi amor. Ana and Louisa were getting him ready, last I saw."

"Those two are a mess of trouble on their own. With Carlitos at their side…"

"I've already told them to be on their best behavior tonight; I'm sure they're keeping their brother in line as well."

The Reyes' banter puts a small smile on TK's face. In whatever world Carlos has ever been trouble, TK can't conceive, but perhaps a younger version of him had been a handful. He's about to ask as much when the master of ceremonies makes an announcement:

"Now welcoming: Sir Carlos Reyes of Zon Belar, and the Ladies Reyes."

TK looks over, and for a brief moment all the air is sucked out of his chest. His worry for his mother, his anger over his father leaving him, his frustration over this tour—all of it fades away. Carlos' outfit from the welcoming ceremony doesn't hold a candle to tonight. Flanked by his sisters in their own elegant gowns, he wears a shimmering blue waistcoat with cyan embroidery that catches the light even from where TK is sitting. The sleeves are hemmed halfway down his arms to showcase the dark undershirt that wraps tight around his biceps. The same tightness can be seen in the way his dark charcoal pants hug the curve of his ass kindly. His hair has been meticulously styled, every strand of it in perfect position, and someone has added just the barest hint of makeup around his eyes to make them pop.

In short, he's absolutely beautiful.

Which makes it all the more unfortunate that TK is about to ruin the moment.

on a completely unrelated side note, I'm seriously enjoying all the carlos-goes-undercover fics recently

#tarlos #911 lone star #tarlos fic #tk strand #carlos reyes #floggyfics #fanfic #wip wednesday

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the-kipsabian · 4 months

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Kip Sabian.

Please go off.

anon i respect you so much for this but i hope you know what you have just done LMAO

tl;dr - hes absolutely perfect in every way possible. love of my life

hes just.. so innovative. his character work is absolutely fucking masterful, no matter which one it is. all of them are so delightfully different from one another but you can still see the same man behind all of them and thats just talking about the range of the character work and the clear work and effort he puts into everything he does, be it just the characters themselves, the promos, in-ring work, anything. he always goes all out, hes creative as hell with them (name me one other person that gets over with a box on their head i dare you) and it truly shows how loving and passionate he is about this whole wrestling thing and that he just absolutely gets it. also he just has fun with it and it shows. anything from cocky indie superbad to coward best husband superbad to boxman to whatever the cringe failure era was lmao and now the sex idol. he just does it all and he does it flawlessly and i will throw hands with tk if he doesnt capitalize on this man soon i sWEAR TO GODDAMN

his in-ring work is incredibly good. watch literally any sequence hes ever had with orange cassidy and you see what i mean. hes improved from that too (since the last one of those was a quite long while ago now), he can hang with pretty much anyone. i like it the way he says it himself, he can literally make anyone look good and no one has ever complained about having to work with him in the ring. which says a lot about how good and talented he is imo. he can do it all, be it more grounded moves or recently hes been doing a lot more jumps and top rope moves which! exciting!! cause it just adds to his arsenal and shows off that flexibility even more and its just so insanely good. like fuck man if you can get someone who can hang one-on-one with someone like vikingo like he did a few weeks back, thats a fucking keeper. dont you dare forget that

im not gonna take this moment to talk about his promo stuff cause i will literally be here forever. watch this and get back to me later about why im right that hes incredible at this shit with the tone and again character work and just overall presentation. even if its now a bit more comedic with the sex idol, its still an absolute delight. also i could listen to him talk forever, he has my favorite voice in the entire world and his accent is delicious and good fucking lord

PRESENTATION. hes just really fucking hot okay. i thought he was cute before but my god. the hair, no matter the version, on point. the eyeliner, gorgeous. nail polish, good lord (he needs to bring it back tbh its been a while). the outfits, holy shit i cant say words. i have done an extensive gear study to show how truly insane he makes me about his looks, not to mention the goddamn casual fits/suit game. jesus take the wheel. his smile is fucking out of his world and the laugh lines he gets are maybe my favorite feature on any human ever. hes fucking delicious and what of it

also arms. i dont think i need to say anything more i have also turned into a back admirer girlie (gn) because of him so like. uuuuuh

AND THEN. hes just a fucking delightful human being in general. is he stupid and cringey? yes, but arent we all. it just shows how human he is. just like us. ive so many times wondered how if we lived on slightly different timelines, we might have genuinely been friends cause he reminds me so much of guys of the same age that i know and im friends with. like we would have meshed pretty well together if circumstances were different lmao. that just shows me how genuine he is tbh. hes just fucking nice, hes very supportive, tries his best to be a good ally (i have both seen this and have first hand experience on it so dont @ me saying im wrong or its performative, i have way too many cases to prove that hes fr fr) and.. yeah. ive never heard anyone that actually knows him say anything bad about him. he has his flaws, obviously, cause nobodys perfect, but he makes up for it with what ridiculously good he has in him. this is a man with so much potential and love to give to the world both in his personal and professional lives and hes just needs his chance to shine so fucking badly, in all areas of life

im gonna stop now before i get too emotional but. yeah. he means fucking everything to me 💜💜

#thank you for asking! <3 #Anonymous #i didnt even get into the personal importance of the boxman or his catchphrases theres SO MUCH MORE i could include into this #i tried to keep it brief i wanna do other things tonight LMAO #anon i respect you so much for this thank you i love you #box thoughts

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Thanks for the tags @bonheur-cafe, @lightningboltreader, & @carlos-in-glasses 💕

From a future chapter of Lost (And Found)

"Come on! This is New York. The city of love and romance and -"

"Pigeons and criminally high rent," Carlos rolls his eyes. "I think you're thinking of Paris."

Liza makes a noise in the back of her throat and grimaces.

"No, Paris is overrated. The food is just okay. The people are all quiet and rude and boring. And the Eiffel Tower is just a big hunk of metal surrounded by people selling tiny versions of it on keychains and snow globes off of tarps and blankets on the ground."

"I think you just described Times Square."

"All the good movie love stories are in New York," she continues, unbothered.

"Because they film them here," Carlos shrugs.

"Oh, come on, Love Scrooge," Liza scoffs. "The first time my mom saw my dad, she was 19. He was her waiter at some dive Italian restaurant. She says that they locked eyes, and swears that everything around her slowed down. Like the cliche. My dad was just turning a corner and it was only for a second, but they both remember it perfectly. What the other was wearing. The earring Mom was wearing. The ketchup stain on Dad's apron. Every detail. That night, they met up for a movie after his shift. Two days later, she was referring to him as her 'future husband'. It's called 'love at first sight' for a reason."

"That's really great for your parents, but I -"

"What was he wearing when you guys met?"

Carlos shakes his head.

"What?"

"When he came into the bar, what was he wearing? Exactly? I remember his face, because, duh. But nothing else."

Carlos opens his lips to retort but then TK walks through the doorway of the bar in the doorway of Carlos's mind and the image hits him hard enough to knock his mouth closed.

Carlos couldn't tell the color of TK's eyes from the distance, but they were still so bright against the dark. Brimming with hope and anxiety and a spark of something Carlos can't quantify.

He remembers the stretched, bit lip as TK scanned the bar. The way his tongue ran back and forth between his gently parted lips.

The clothes hadn't been Carlos' focus, not even close, but he can see them now. The too tight button up short sleeve shirt with these little white designs that are halfway between flowers and faces, mashing together in some modern art style. The sleeves are rolled and tucked ever so slightly, showing off soft skin and smooth muscles. The top two buttons are left undone, the collar hanging open loosely, but with purpose. A silver pendant sways against his chest, over some white undershirt. Dark jeans and shiny white sneakers with stripes that match the color of the shirt finish off the outfit.

Carlos blinks.

He could reason that he saw that outfit, and more, over the course of the rest of the night.

He can't do the same with the exact verse of the Radiohead song he can still hear that was playing. Or the smell of the spilled peach vodka. The feel of the alcohol and soda sticking to his fingers, the rag damp and dripping and tight in his grip.

No pressure tags, but you've probably all already posted: @mikibwrites, @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut, @chaotictarlos, @sanjuwrites, @detective-giggles, @strandnreyes, @rmd-writes

#wip wednesday #wip #fanfiction #fanfic #tarlos #tarlos fanfiction #tarlos fanfic #911 lone star #911 ls #911 ls fanfic

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guardian-angle22 · 11 months

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911 lone star fashion -> every paul outfit

↳ 3.04

#911 lone star #911lsedit #paul strickland #911ls fashion #every paul outfit #it's giving hospital chic #wonder if he kept the robe like tk kept the hospital pjs #my gifs #queue it up

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paperstorm · 11 months

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Am I the only one who kind of likes Carlos’s style this season lol? As much as I hate the reason behind it, I feel like this style gives him a kind of mature and authoritative look that suits his character progression. Being the man of the family is clearly an important thing in the Reyes family and that title now falls to Carlos. It also fits as he gets married and begins a new chapter with TK. Plus I like how his whole contrasts with TK especially in moments like 4x16 where Owen calls and TK is wearing jeans and t-shirt while Carlos is wearing a button down tucked into his pants. There's other examples as well but I feel like it fits as Carlos is really taking charge in those moments and it fits the overall dynamic they have in their relationship

I didn't necessarily look at him in his little dad outfits and go "whew that look is fire", but I felt like it was really good costuming for the character. Carlos has never been particularly stylish. All his like golf polos in season one, and the sort of plain long-sleeved t-shirts etc, he's not ever going to be the one in stylish trendy outfits. Carlos isn't a showy person. He lets TK do the sparkling. And I loved the sort of implication that he just went to a store, found a shirt that looked good on him, and bought it in 20 different colours so he wouldn't have to think about an outfit for the rest of the year 😂 That feels SO perfect for Carlos to me. I can really see him absolutely hating shopping for clothes. Except when he goes with TK and TK models all kinds of wild, showy outfits for him while Carlos sits in the dressing room in his boring blue jeans and tells him he looks amazing every time and maybe they make out a little in the change room who's to say

#911ls asks

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spade-riddles · 3 months

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Anonymous asked:

Sorry if this is harsh, but that’s not my intention.

Love Taylor. I truly believe she’s a good person (questionable actions, but overall a good person). Love her music…but personally, I’m kind of annoyed because it comes off as her focus being more on propping his ego up and keeping one “core” of her fanbase satisfied than it is on her upcoming return to tour.

She’s more than entitled to have fun and go out, etc, but with as much as this whole thing has been shoved in our faces and forced down our throats, I’d be pissed if I spent my hard earned money and she gave half assed effort on tour or at the show I was going to because she was too tired from flying back and forth “supporting her boyfriend”.

Now I’m not saying she would ever do that, because she’s one of the very few who even cancels or postpones shows as a very firm last resort, but that’s how it appears. That she’s being someone she’s not and she knows she’s not. The vibe is just off.

Football has always been around and she’s never made it a point to go to a game. But suddenly she’s a diehard Chiefs fan? We remember the cheat sheet she left in the suite after the first game. Why not give that same support to the WNBA or NWSL? A women’s college basketball game? Those are leagues that could really benefit from the support of someone with her platform. She couldn’t go to the WNBA finals games in New York with Gigi, Cara, Selena, etc? She couldn’t go to one of her friend Alex Morgan’s NWSL games?

We all see through the timeline. If it wasn’t so glaringly obvious what this situation is, why is the owner of the Chiefs telling us how “organic” it is? Why are all these random people being asked as if their word solidifies something as fact? Would they have asked him if he were simply a chiefs season ticket holder and not employed or closely linked to them?

I just hate these stains on her legacy. People are always going to remember the month she spent giving MH attention. They’re gonna remember how she was living it up with BM in the suites. They aren’t going to forget those things just because she went to a couple football games, got drunk and took pictures.

It just feels like everything has to be done with a man involved in some aspect. If it’s a new song or album, the man she was pictured with is assumed as the muse. If it’s an Easter egg, it’s assumed to be for a man. It’s ok to be or appear single. It’s ok to have female muses. Not every part of your art has to be completed in association with a man.

That’s like saying YOU can’t eat an apple because HE likes bananas.

I’m also tired of it because WE are the ones being given all this unwanted information about every second of their day, but being accused of not respecting her privacy when that’s simply not the case.

People pleasing is a hell of a drug.

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SR: In the past I would have felt much of what you wrote. But I have a different perspective this time. Watching her at these games, shoving her presence in the face of the "Dads, Brads and Chads" is hilarious to me.

I also think of it in terms of her next album release and her coming out. Everyone knows who she is, but she has made an impression on a segment of society that may not listen to her music. So I can see this having a positive impact on her next album sales.

But more importantly, I think that if/when she comes out, her presence among this segment of society is really important. She is so endearing at these games. She is interacting with the fans. The NFL pundits, players, coaches, all speak highly of her. It can only help open some minds up when she does come out. I also think that TK, as much as he and his brother annoy me with their attention seeking bits, is helping her with her coming out story. I say this based on the outfits he wears to match her eras. I said to a mutual yesterday that he is definitely a cooperative 'beard'.

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WIP WEDNESDAY

Since we're posting them now, here's a sneak peak to the second part of mine and @paperstorm 's series.

Thank you to @heartstringsduet and @carlos-in-glassesfor the tag!

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He starts off by taking a shower. TK takes his time in washing every inch of himself. After he’s clean, he takes a few moments to finger himself open - nothing too crazy, but just enough that Carlos isn’t going to have to spend forever getting him ready when he gets home and sees him. After he feels like he’s prepped enough, he steps out of the shower and dries himself off. He spritzes just a little bit of cologne on - the one that Carlos absolutely goes crazy for when he wears - and then heads into their bedroom.

He pulls out the soft pink lace panties with the garters and slips them on. They’ve become his favorites and he’s wanted to wear them for Carlos for a few weeks now. He hasn’t yet because he’s wanted to save them for a day when he would feel really good wearing them. He then pulls on one of Carlos’ white button-down shirts. He buttons it up and then looks at himself in the mirror.

TK likes the way he looks. The button-down hits the top of his thigh, loose on him since Carlos is a bit more muscular than he is. It hides the panties but allows the garters to peak out in a soft, but slightly scandalous way. He lifts the shirt up so that he can see the panties on him. The soft, pink lace cups his cock in an almost innocent way. The pattern of the lace covers, but also gives a teasing glance at the skin beneath it.

TK turns his body to the side, looking at how the thin material hugs over his ass and seems to make it look more round. The lace pattern on the back is more open, showing off more of his creamy, white skin - TK has a brief thought that maybe he should go tanning so that his ass isn’t as white as he looks at it.

The panties look good on him, though, and that’s what TK wants. He wants to look and feel good in the things that he’s wearing. The delicate panties and garters are something that does both. He smiles at himself in the mirror, a little shy even though it’s just him, and thinks about how proud he is for being able to push through the anxiety he’s feeling to surprise Carlos with this.

He stares some more and ends up spending just a little too much time looking at himself and enjoying the way that he looks in the outfit. He desperately hopes that Carlos likes the way he looks too.

no pressure tags: @paperstorm @theghostofashton @thebumblecee @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @meditating-honey-badger @noxsoulmate @detective-giggles @sanjuwrites @lightningboltreader @sugdenlovesdingle @kiloskywalker @bonheur-cafe @cowlos-reyes @mooshkat @goodways (my dumbass didn't copy and paste my full list 🥺 but fixed!)

#t's wip wednesday #tarlos wip #true colors series #tarlos

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Tarlos @flufftober day 6 (day 5 is coming ASAP)

Alt prompt #3 Wearing each other's clothes (it's in there if you squint!)

The perfect costume (AO3) Nancy is throwing a Halloween party, TK wants the perfect outfits for him and Carlos. ---

“Hey babe where is your spare uniform?”

Carlos paused for a second, trying to make sense of the greeting, before sliding the door shut and dropping his keys on the table.

“Uhm... I'm wearing it... Why?”

TK looked at him.

“Why are you wearing your spare uniform?”

“Well sometimes when you wear your clothes, they get dirty and you need to wash them.” Carlos replied, snaking his arms around TK's waist and pulling him in for a kiss hello.

“Yes, I know that, smart ass. But didn't you just wash it over the weekend?”

“I did. And then I wore it and it got dirty and now I have to wash it again. Why are you so interested in my uniform? Are you thinking of another career change?”

“What? No. Nancy would never allow it anyway.”

“Pity. I think you'd be a good cop.”

“You just want me to be a rookie so you can boss me around.”

Carlos grinned.

“You've never complained about that before.”

“Hmm true. Very true.” TK said while unbuttoning Carlos' uniform shirt and moving his head to the side to give Carlos better access to his neck.

“You smell nice.” Carlos commented between kisses. “I love coming home to you when you've had the day off. You're all relaxed and happy to see me.”

“I'm always happy to see you. TK said, pulling his shirt free and slipping it off his shoulders.”

Carlos' hands slipped under his shirt and tried to pull it up over his head.

Only instead letting Carlos undress him or undressing himself, TK stepped out of Carlos' embrace and put his uniform shirt on.

“How do I look?”

“What?”

“How do I look?” TK asked again, doing up the buttons.

“You'd look a lot better wearing a lot less clothes.” Carlos said, trying to get TK back on the same page.

“We'll have plenty of time for that later. We need to figure this out now.”

“Figure what out?” Carlos asked, struggling to keep up with his husband's train of thought.

“My costume. For Nancy's Halloween party.”

“The Halloween party that's over three weeks away?”

“Yeah I know it's kind of short notice, that's why I thought I'd go with this to save time. What are you going as?”

“Your very confused and slightly sexually frustrated husband?”

“Babe. Come on, focus.”

Carlos sighed and resigned himself to the fact TK's mind was too busy with this costume thing to get him in the mood for any fun stuff. He sat down at the dining room table.

“Why are you so stressed about your costume? The party is three weeks away. That's plenty of time to come up with something.”

“Yeah but I want it to be good. It needs to be really good.”

“Why? It's a party thrown by our friend, not a competition.” Carlos pointed out and then narrowed his eyes at his husband. Please tell me you don’t have some kind of bet going with Nancy.”

“No, I just want to look good. Nance and Marjan have been plotting and planning for days. Which isn't fair to the rest of us because they work together so they see each other every day. I think they're going with some kind of couple's costume.” TK complained but then his eyes lit up. "We could do a couples costume too! I can arrest you and put you in handcuffs! You have a set of handcuffs at home don’t you?” he grabbed Carlos’ work bag and started digging through it.

“And have everyone make fun of me the entire time we're there? I don't think so.”

“What do you want to go as then?”

“I don't know. Maybe I'll just put on my yoga clothes and go as yoga instructor or something.” Carlos shrugged.

“You cannot go to a party in yoga clothes.” TK dropped the bag and walked over to the table. “I won't be able to keep my hands off of you.”

“You say that like it's a bad thing.” Carlos grinned and pulled TK into his lap. “I happen to like your hands all over me.” He angled his face up as a silent request for a kiss. TK rolled his eyes fondly before giving in.

“You know I like having my hands all over you too.” He continued when they broke the kiss. “But we can’t do that at a party with our friends.”

“Good thing we’re at home then. With no plans for the next 24 hours.”

Carlos started undoing the buttons on his uniform shirt that TK was wearing and pushed it off his shoulders before dropping it somewhere on the floor, and moving on to TK’s own shirt.

“Babe… we can’t leave these costumes until the last minute.” TK said, trying very hard to not let himself get lost in Carlos’ kisses and touches.

“We have three weeks. We’ll think of something.” Carlos insisted, yanking TK’s shirt over his head and giving him a triumphant grin. “Right now, there are other things I think we should focus on.” He said and started kissing TK’s bare chest.

“You’re impossible.” TK said but moved so he was straddling Carlos’ lap and pulled him into a heated kiss.

“Yeah, yeah.” Carlos said between kisses and stood up and hoisted TK up on the table. “You love it.”

Later, after they’d made it to bed for more comfort, they lay wrapped up in each other while coming down from their high.

“You know.” TK started while absent mindedly drawing shapes on Carlos’ bare skin with his fingers. “My old turnout gear is still at the station. You would fit that. We could do a red vs blue thing.”

“Are you actually kidding me? Are you still thinking about that Halloween party?” Carlos pushed himself up on his elbows and gave his husband an exasperated look. “And here was me thinking you were enjoying things as much as I was.”

“I was! Am! My mind just kind of… wandered just now.”

“Right. That’s what everyone wants to hear after sex.”

“At least it wasn’t during.” TK teased but the look on Carlos’ face told him that had been the wrong thing to say. “No baby, no, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I just… I want us to look nice for the party.”

“The fact that you’re thinking about that now really isn’t doing anything for my ego, you know.” Carlos muttered, dropping back onto the mattress. “I think I’ll just cut two holes in a sheet and be done with it.”

Over the next few days, TK had decided on Carlos’ spare uniform as his outfit for the party, but Carlos himself had yet to pick something and it was driving TK mad.

“How about you also go as a cop? We’ll be a duo.”

“I’m not wearing my uniform to a party. It’ll be like I’m going to work.”

“You don’t like anything else I suggest. If you leave it too long there won’t be anything left in stores.”

“Maybe I’ll just wear something of yours. I’ll go as husband who is obsessed with finding the perfect costume for a Halloween party.” Carlos teased and pressed a kiss to TK’s lips before grabbing his work bag and heading out the door with an “I love you, see you at lunch” thrown over his shoulder.

As the days passed and the party kept getting closer, TK’s frustration with his husband continued to grow.

Carlos insisted he’d found a costume for Nancy’s party but refused to tell him what.

“You’ll see at the party.” He’d just said with that mischievous smile on his face TK loved so much.

He’d tried everything from sex, to cooking his favourite food (with help and encouragement from Andrea), to asking his sisters in law for tips on how to make Carlos talk.

Unfortunately nothing worked and up until the day of the party he didn’t have a clue what Carlos’ costume was going to be.

“I don’t understand why he won’t just tell me.” TK complained, adjusting his duty belt, wondering how Carlos could wear it all day and still move. He’d worn most of Carlos’ actual gear on the belt and it was heavy and bulky and uncomfortable.

“Maybe because you’ve been going crazy over it?” Marjan suggested. She was dressed in a long black dress as Morticia Addams, while Nancy wore a pinstripe suit and a fake moustache as Gomez. They looked great together and it made TK more annoyed with his husband’s secrecy.

That and the fact he wasn’t there because he had to cover a shift for one of his colleagues and had promised him to meet him at Nancy’s place the moment he was done.

“You’ll find out soon enough, he just texted me that he’s on his way.” Nancy told him and handed him a drink.

“Why is my husband texting you and not me?”

“I don’t know.” Nancy shrugged. “Probably because he didn’t want to be interrogated about his costume.”

About fifteen minutes later the bell rang and Nancy went to open the door.

“Oh my god dude you look amazing! TK is going to lose his mind!” TK heard her say followed by the unmistakable sound of his husband’s laugh.

“Let’s hope so. It’s taken a lot of planning.”

TK got up to take a look and could barely believe his eyes when Carlos walked into the room.

He was wearing a full luchador costume, looking like he’d just stepped out of the ring. Brightly coloured boots laced up to his mid calves, leggings TK recognised as the ones he used for yoga, but with flames painted on the sides, knee pads, a pair of shorts with the Mexican flag on one of the legs, glitter on his chest, a cape around his neck, and a mask that covered the top half of his face.

“How do I look, officer Reyes?” Carlos asked innocently.

“Oh my god.” TK muttered, shamelessly checking his husband out.

“You approve? Lexi and Luisa helped me put it all together and get ready. There is glitter all over the place back home now though.”

“I really don’t care.” TK said, pulling him close and keeping him in place with one hand on the string of the cape around his neck, and the other on the back of his mask and kissing him in a way that wasn’t entirely suitable for the situation. “We’re going home early.”

#911 lone star #tarlos #tarlos fic #flufftober2023 #tk strand #carlos reyes #my writing

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carlos-in-glasses · 11 months

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Fic Rec Friday

Thank you for the tag @welcometololaland @rmd-writes @catanisspicy @largepeachicedtea @reyesstrand @firstprince-history-huh ❤️

This week's theme: Rec a 'gateway' fic - a fic that you read and it was so good it lead you to read multiple works by the same writer. The rules: Tag a fic and explain why it was a gateway fic / what you liked about it. Then tag some people to see what everyone else is reading. Spread the love! Please tag @ / welcometololaland or #fic rec friday so Lola can compile the masterlist!

Gold Name and Number @goodways In which the author celebrates TK's softball outfit from Red vs. Blue and how Carlos needed to have sex with him immediately. It's hot, it's hilarious, and it's adorable - which I think is the golden trio description for all of Shannon's work. I'd actually say it's impossible to read a fic of Shannon's for the first time and not think of it as a gateway - once you enter her world and characterisation of TK and Carlos, you don't want to leave.

like water in your hands by @reyesstrand A 4x01 coda and spec fic that was written in only three hours(!!!) and with such elegance and beauty I was blown away, and have been blown away ever since - including by all shared portions of WIPs. Uniquely beautiful, romantic writing that goes deep and stays with you forever after. You feel what the characters are feeling with all senses. If TK is folding a sheet (as in this fic), you as a reader feel the folding of that sheet. It's amazing. Maddie, I have your entire Tarlos back catalogue to read, and I'm determined to start soon!

To Build a Home by @freneticfloetry - We are blessed that this wonderful writer has entered the Tarlos fanfic community with such a stunning debut - a three parter, mapping Carlos' life. It's full of detail, fantastic dialogue and spot-on characterisations. I'm so charmed and moved by it and can't wait for chapter 3. If there are more Tarlos fics to come, then this is the grandest of gateways. So brilliant.

I told myself I'd limit this to three even though it's meant to be just one but I have to add a fourth sorry!

Danger Zone by @heartstringsduet - Right, what happened was: I'm sitting in my office and quickly checking my emails at lunch break and find a comment on one of my fics from EnchantedToReadYou that made me fight back actual tears at work because it was so lovely and so unexpected. Then I went 'wait a minute! I recognise that name - people are talking about one of this author's fics called Danger Zone and how good it is!' So off I go to read it and fell completely in love. Michelle's writing has this ethereal, otherworldly quality to it that is truly captivating - there's such magic and beauty and poetry woven through everything. No line is wasted in any of her fics (I believe that to be true of the three other authors mentioned too!) and it feels like such love and care goes into every word.

Tagging @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @bonheur-cafe @thisbuildinghasfeelings @lightningboltreader @reasonandfaithinharmony (I actually don't know if you read fic but you might want to play if you do!) @lutavero @irispurpurea @ladytessa74 @alrightbuckaroo @chicgeekgirl89 @chaotictarlos @hoko-onchi-writes @noxsoulmate @liminalmemories21 @howlingsaturn @lemonlyman-dotcom @danieljradcliffe if you want to do this/haven't already, no pressure ever! ❤️❤️❤️

#fic rec friday #Tagged #Fic rec #Stunning writers are these #tarlos fanfiction

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