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I’ve assigned each kiss prompt I received a number and am using a random number generator to choose which prompt to write because I got quite a few from you all! As a reminder, I’m trying to keep these to around 200 words and I’m going to try and do at least one per day til they’re all done. If you’ve sent me a prompt, I promise I’ll get to it!
Thanks for this prompt, Shannon! 💖
a kiss in relief
TK feels like he’s going to burst out of his skin. Nancy didn’t let him drive. She takes one look at him and snatches the keys before he can grab them. TK sits in the back of the ambulance chewing the inside of his cheek and bouncing his leg and by the time they arrive at the scene, TK is ready to claw his way out of the ambulance.
TK’s knees almost give way when he realises that the officer they’d been called to assist isn’t Carlos. He reels in his emotions and focuses on the patient. From a distance, he spots Carlos and it takes everything he has not to get up and run to his husband.
As TK loads the patient into the back of the ambulance later, there’s a brief squeeze of his shoulder and he looks up to see Carlos walking past him. There’s a lot said in their silent glance: I love you and I was worried and I know, I’m sorry and I’m so glad you’re okay and I love you.
Hours later, he’s doing inventory when Nancy nudges his shoulder. Looking up, TK sees Carlos striding through the entrance of the firehouse towards him. TK puts his clipboard down and rushes towards him.
Carlos catches him around the waist, his other arm coming up across the back of his shoulder blades, his hand cradling TK’s neck as he buries his face in his spot. TK clutches at Carlos’ shoulders a little more desperately than he should in the middle of his workplace.
“Baby,” he breathes against Carlos’ skin.
After a long moment, Carlos lifts his head from TK’s neck and TK presses their lips together. He lingers, soaking up the perfect pressure of Carlos’ lips against his and the way he holds TK’s neck. The pressure of his fingers at TK’s waist gives away his slight desperation to hold TK, matching TK’s own need to be held by his husband.
Carlos is here. He’s whole. He’s his.
(find all of my kiss prompts here or read them on ao3)
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I’d love to see a #Tarlos kiss in anger! #45 on the list please! 🥰
I’ve assigned each kiss prompt I received a number and am using a random number generator to choose which prompt to write because I got quite a few from you all! As a reminder, I’m trying to keep these to around 200 words and I’m going to try and do at least one per day til they’re all done. If you’ve sent me a prompt, I promise I’ll get to it!
(I think it's time to give up on the 200 word limit, you guys are getting whatever I churn out in the 15-20 min I give myself to write these, without me spending the same amount of time again to edit them 😅)
Thanks for this prompt! It took me a minute to figure out what to do, because I don't really write them fighting except for that one breakup era fic
a kiss in anger
TK knows he’s overreacting. He shouldn’t be mad about this but he is.
He slams the bathroom drawer shut and closes his eyes. Carlos shouldn’t have said those things either.
He forces himself to take a steadying breath. In for four, out for four. Annoyance is still simmering under his skin. Fuck it. He’ll go to work early. Maybe he can work out or something to take the edge off.
When he walks out of the bedroom, backpack slung over his shoulder, Carlos looks up from the kitchen where he’s preparing food.
“Your shift isn’t for another hour,” Carlos says flatly.
“Going in early.”
“You haven’t eaten yet.”
“I can take care of myself, Carlos,” TK snaps.
Carlos sighs.
“I’ll see you back here,” TK mumbles before moving to the door.
“Hey,” Carlos calls out, wiping his hands on a tea towel and walking towards him. “Be safe, I love you.”
The knot in TK’s chest loosens, just a little. They’ve been through so much and never leave each other without saying those words. No matter how they’re feeling. Just in case.
“You too. I love you,” he says to his husband, who’s standing right in front of him now. “I’m still mad at you.”
Carlos looks at him pointedly. “You think I’m not? We will be talking later. But I’m not letting you go out there without this, we have a deal.”
He leans in and pauses, an unspoken question.
TK rolls his eyes, still annoyed but he closes the distance between them anyway, pressing his lips to Carlos’ and lingers, parting them slightly to feel the cut of Carlos’ teeth against them when he draws back.
“Now you can go,” Carlos murmurs.
“You be safe too,” TK says before he walks out the door, sliding it closed behind him.
He pauses on the other side of the door, the anger dissipating just a little more at the knowledge that Carlos won’t let him leave without these words, without a kiss, no matter what.
(Find all of my kiss prompt ficlets here or read them on ao3)
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People call Heaven Official’s Blessing / TGCF a slow burn but Hua Cheng is literally courting Xie Lian like they are DATING. Slow burn who??? They’re sleeping next to each other on straw mats and Xie Lian’s offering to cook him dinner and they’re bantering across THE HOME THEY SHARE like a bunch of desperate hussys
San Lang LEAVES XL WITH A KEEPSAKE OF THEIR TIME TOGETHER SLOW BURN WHOMST
They have A DATE in HC’s armoury where they HOLD HANDS and XL pets San Lang’s quivering sword I-
Hua Cheng basically throws himself at this man he’s like you want a sword?? All of them ?? You want ALL THE SWORDS?? Fuck it take the whole room THE WHOLE ROOM JUST COME VISIT I WILL CLEAN THEM FOR YOU
Like he isn’t the king of a whole realm with shit to do
And this is just the first half of the first book—again I ask the world SLOW BURN WHOMST
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