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charlie, they/them, 23 ꩜ AO3 (18+)
tkcoded carlosgirl and connoisseur of darkfic
latest fic: the deep end
currently writing: tk character study, baseball au (idk how this happened either), glass houses (lawyer!tk x murder suspect!carlos au, on hiatus)
fic masterlist under the cut!
My first Tarlos fic of 2026! Explicit, 1/3.
After far too long, Carlos and TK finally get a kid-free weekend: three entire nights in a cabin where they can just be husbands, lovers, and menaces, determined to make up for lost time.
"OR WOMEN IN GENERAL"???? HELLO
Smoking that shit that made shane Hollander
she’s writing a 3rd book?
shanes hairless asian delicate short traumaless body reached over to his white tall hairy bearded muscular strong traumatized husband ilya
re: Carlos' walk-up song I frel like it would be something kind of corny (no shade), like Eye of the Tiger or Titanium. If you want a more topical answer maybe that horrid Old Town Road cover (or whatever that was) they played at the end of the pilot
anon you have the right idea, the pick i went for is VERRY Lame Guy core. it gets changed part way through so i wanted to original to be something cringe (to convey to the audience that carlos is cringe)
Thank you for the tag @ladyknight1512 and @whatmaydraws. I hope the first week of January is treating everyone kindly! This is from my Window Washer AU - coming soon! I'm so excited!! 🧡 CW for TK talking about his previous drug use.
“Are you doing alright?”
Carlos moves so he’s between TK’s legs on the bed, bowing to kiss his inner thighs before he drapes the warm washcloth over TK’s abdomen and cleans him.
“Mm,” TK hums, his mind whirlpooling. He lets Carlos clean him in a way he’s never been cleaned by a lover before. “This feels good too."
It feels sexual, and it feels like something else. By the time he’s all cleaned off, he has a semi and a new bead of precum glows at his tip.
But Carlos starts to get ready – taking fresh boxers from the top drawer of his dresser and a pair of black sweatpants from the drawer beneath that. TK watches him move to his closet. He seems to struggle to choose between a long-sleeve teal Henley or a gray t-shirt. He decides on the teal.
“It wasn’t just pills. It was heroin too, in the end,” TK says.
Carlos’ head pops through the unbuttoned collar of his Henley. “What?”
Propped up on his elbows, still exposed and naked, TK looks at him. “I was into partying and drink and weed and all that shit. But that’s not…I’d probably have been alright if things hadn’t…”
“Hadn’t what?”
“I was on the back of my friend's bike. We crashed. I went flying. And things just went from bad to worse over the next few years. As they do, you know. For a lot of us with injuries." TK shifts to sit cross-legged, hunches up. "So yeah. I just wanted you to...have that information, I guess. I just thought you should know that about me before this goes any further.”
Carlos had frozen for a moment, but resumes pulling his Henley down his body. “TK. I’m so sorry you went through that.”
“I was lucky. I had my mom and dad.” TK looks at his feet, squeezes his thumbs into his soles. "So, I understand if–"
“There's no if," Carlos blurts. "I do want this to go further." His eyes are big and scared in the lamplight, but his voice is clear and certain from across the room. "I mean, I want to carry on. To keep seeing you. Okay?”
TK nods. “Okay.”
Open tag and tags below.
Ilya + holding shane in his arms
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