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Tarlos | E | 5/6 | 17.1k (total)

Sometimes, settling the score is as simple as falling asleep.
Or
5 times TK pretended to fall asleep, and one time he actually did.

Completely written and posting daily (as requested by the good people of tumblr).

Hello friends! @welcometololaland and I would love it if you’d indulge us and put your guesses as to who wrote each chapter in the comments of the fic! Did we each write the same number of chapters? Do they alternate? Or both? Who’s to say? (Hopefully you, not us)

“You look nice,” Carlos says, walking into the bedroom. He catches TK’s eye in the mirror, appraising him. “Really nice.”

“You think so?” TK does another button up then adjusts the sleeve of his sage green shirt where he’s cuffed it at his bicep.

“Is there someone you’re trying to impress? It’s just the usual crew coming here tonight.” He places a hand on TK’s hip and steps in close.

“Yeah,” TK turns to face him and loops his arms around Carlos’ shoulders. “There is someone I want to impress. There’s this guy. I don’t know if you know him. He’s about six foot tall, built like a Greek god. Better, even. Soulful eyes I could get lost in. Great ass. And his shoulders? God.” He dances his fingers over Carlos’ shoulders. “Word has it he’ll be here tonight.”

Carlos rolls his eyes but he’s smiling. “You think this shirt is gonna impress him?”

TK slides his hands down Carlos’ sweater to his chest. “Hoping I might get lucky.”

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A memorial goes awry as TK faces the court of public opinion. Meanwhile, Marjan uses her influence to score Carlos an invite to an exclusive after party, where he finds some answers...as well as further questions. Later, Carlos offers a cure for TK's insomnia and TK offers a confession of his own.

a long time ago (we used to be friends) | E | 911 Lone Star | 5/12

Carlos Reyes is on the path to conventional success. He has a law degree, a nice car, his own apartment and an interview with one of the top law firms in the country. That's until Carlos’ runaway ex-boyfriend arrives back in Austin and immediately lands himself in trouble. As it turns out, a murder mystery involving TK Strand is a case that Carlos can’t quite stay away from. OR The exes to lovers, college sweethearts, murder mystery fic where the motto is: be gay, solve crime.

thank you to @rmd-writes @celeritas2997 and @pragmatic-optimist for their enduring support and patience with me.

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A fic about Alex Claremont-Diaz's chaotic coffee habits for @rmd-writes, brought to you by the extremely rogue and inadvisable duo of @dustratcentral (ifyoustay) and me (Lolaland).

(updating every couple of days).

CURSED IS A STATE OF MIND | E | 5/6 | RWRB

Alex Claremont-Diaz is well aware that he’s an absolute catch. He’s intelligent and quick witted, has an ass that absolutely refuses to quit and was once voted ‘most attractive law student’ in a slightly irresponsible and probably unethical NYU student magazine poll. Which is why he finds it super fucking weird that his new roommate, Henry, thinks his caffeine consumption habits are a bit off-putting. So what if he has some unconventional drink choices? It’s not like Alex can’t vehemently defend all of them. OR 5 times Henry has something to say about Alex’s coffee choices and 1 time he says nothing at all.

Chapter 2 - cereal coffee

Chapter 3 - lukecold

Chapter 5 - dip it

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A honeymoon, reimagined.

Carlos/TK | E | Chapter 5/8 - Day 4

(a big thank you to @celeritas2997 for listening to my 3094283948 voice messages on grief, talking things through and directing me to some great resources)

Carlos makes no immediate move to get out of the car when they pull into the parking spot in front of the cabin, looking across at TK instead as he squeezes his hand. 

“Thank you for today,” he says softly. “It was nice to feel normal for a while.”

TK nods, looking down at their intertwined fingers in his lap and disentangling them, flipping Carlos’ hand over in his palm and tracing along one of the deep grooves in the skin. “We don’t have to stop feeling normal,” TK prompts, knowing that location really has nothing to do with the shift between feeling trapped in grief and living alongside it.

Carlos hums, tilting his head back against the headrest. There’s darkness falling rapidly around them – the dying rays of sun dipping below the horizon – and TK isn’t a particularly religious man but he feels like the atmosphere around them is tinged with hopefulness. He’s grateful for it – for the degree of normalcy the day has brought them – wrapped up in strange activities. An extortionately expensive coffee, a one-person wine tasting, a sculpture garden in the middle of nowhere and an olive oil awakening. He’s even grateful for the lacklustre burgers they had at a roadside diner, because Carlos ate a whole meal and even stole some of TK’s fries.

There was more colour to Carlos’ cheeks and a brightness to his eyes, cast against the indigo sky as they made out lazily in the parking lot of the diner. TK’s lips are a little sore from all the kissing they’ve done and he has absolutely no regrets. Nothing could feel more perfect, given the circumstances.

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TK knows this season is going to be different from the minute he steps onto the court the first day of practice; he can feel the buzz in the air of the Moody Center as the team warms up.

Most obviously, they’re all hungry for a title after being knocked out of the Elite Eight last season, not that TK was around to witness it. But he was there for the buzzer beater that lost them the championship game the year prior, and that’s reason enough for him to crave redemption.  

The other main factors responsible for filling the room with energy are the new additions to their roster. Primarily, Carlos Reyes.

TK hasn’t been able to go anywhere this semester without hearing about how Carlos transferred schools after a family emergency to be closer to home, or even more so, seeing him around campus—the library, TK's favorite coffee shop, his 8 am class every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Carlos is inescapable.

Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five

updates will be every Friday! all the love in the world for @rmd-writes and @lightningboltreader for being my betas on this one. It was absolutely a joint effort and wouldn't have happened without you. And a special shoutout to @welcometololaland for your endless excitement and support!

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Anonymous asked:

I love love love your Tennis AU. If you don’t mind: what went through Carlos’ head when he had to play against TK, after the match and when he thought TK was missing? I would really like to hear your thoughts on those scenes. :)

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Carlos vs. TK - this one has a special place in my heart. I've adapted something I wrote in a response to a comment left on Ao3. I hope no one minds!

I tossed and turned about Carlos vs. TK for ages before I wrote it - who would win, how it would play out, how they would approach it. It was really clear to me as soon as I'd written chapter 3 and 4 that Carlos was the logical winner. Many people (including myself) were rooting for TK, but at this point in the fic, Carlos is written as the better player, so I think his win was inevitable. TK has a skillset that is very niche and an undeniable natural talent, but Carlos has been working his ass off while TK has been on hiatus. Carlos is primed and ready and TK is still dusting off the cobwebs.

Obviously, chapter 5 is TK POV, and TK is a bit of an unreliable narrator at times. He's hot headed and quick to temper, and I think that coloured his perception of Carlos here. Yes, the net thing appeared rude, and seemed out of character for Carlos, but TK doesn't give him the benefit of the doubt, so I intentionally left that point unclear (Carlos really did apologise, TK just didn't see it).

As to Carlos' feelings during the match, my view is that Carlos is a consummate professional in every universe. He has a serious allergy to letting anyone down. He simply CANNOT not try. He had to win this match, and I believe that to do that, he had to almost turn himself on auto pilot and just focus on playing the best tennis he could. He had to, because there was no option to concede and compromise on his morals or his sponsors or all of his training. TK means a lot to Carlos - but we know Carlos has a very strong understanding of right and wrong, and I don't think it was wrong for him to try and win in the circumstances. Actually, it would have been wrong of him to throw the match, even though he KNOWS it will upset TK.

As Carlos says in chapter 6, I think he put his blinkers on, and once he saw TK was losing the plot, just played the most aggressive game he could to end the match quickly. I think it really hurt him to see TK hurting, and he would have wanted to be a source of comfort for him. So knowing he was not only not able to be that source of comfort, but in fact was the source of the discomfort, would have been extremely difficult for Carlos.

After the match, I think Carlos went and did his post match press conference, cool down and massage. I think he spoke with his team about how worried he was that he'd upset TK. I think Paul (who has always seen right through him) probably helped a lot by convincing Carlos that TK would eventually forgive him. Tommy would have stroked his hair and told him that he made the best out of a bad situation. Andrea would have hugged him and praised him for having a big heart. Gabriel would have patted him on his (uninjured) shoulder and said "you did what you had to do, mijo" and Tío Fernando would have had no sympathy for TK at all 😂 Tío Fernando I see as a great guy - just very utilitarian, and we come to see that he softens towards TK later.

Lastly, Carlos would have been a complete mess by the time 4 hours had passed. I believe he would have wanted to think the best of TK - that he hadn't gone and relapsed - but certainly the story TK told him in Paris would have been playing on his mind. He would have texted Judd, Nancy and Mateo incessantly, asking for any updates. He would have texted TK over and over. He would have called TK so many times his voicemail filled up. He would have gone out for a quick walk around the block himself and then run back to the hotel just in case he missed TK coming in, and then sat on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands when TK wasn't there. I didn't write Carlos as particularly religious in this fic (although his family is Catholic), but I think he would have prayed anyway. He would have been constantly asking himself what he could have done better, or whether he should have withdrawn, or whether he should have let TK win.

I don't think he would have been thinking about his feelings for TK necessarily - I think in that moment he would have been far more concerned for TK's health and safety. He just wanted TK to come back to him in one piece, and then he'd deal with whatever came next.

Sorry for the long explanation! I have a lot of feelings about Carlos vs. TK, and I know a lot of other people did too!

Love Game - Chapter 5 - Volley

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