The year is 1883. TK has been a member of the Keyes outlaw gang for five years.
On the run after a job gone wrong in Georgia, the gang lands in the vicinity of Austin, Texas, where TK meets Carlos, a man running his familyâs farm after the sudden death of his father.
As tension escalates within the gang and TK grows closer to Carlos, he starts to wonder if the life he has is the one he really wants, and he faces a test of loyalty that will endanger not only his life, but those of the people he loves.
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Good morning!! âď¸ Thank you for the tags @carlos-in-glasses & @ladyknight1512 đ Yâall are queued đ I have started working on a World Cup fic centered around Carlos & Gabriel, grief, remembering loved ones, and Carlos & Jonah. Sharing a very rough bitâŚ
Carlos is deeply familiar with the sensation of chasing a memory. The practice of digging through those moments in your mind, ones that felt ordinary in the present, that become larger than life once they transition into a piece of the past. Preserving them. Perfecting them. Trying again and perfecting some more.
Itâs more than memorializing. Itâs a time-tested testament; reinforcing the bond between the living and the dead.
He grew up watching his parents do it. His mother, spending hours painstakingly working the dough of her pan de muerto with floured-fingers, the tackiness of the dough smoothing out beneath practiced hands. Each element symbolic in its own way: the crossbones, the heart at the center, even the ball of dough itself.
She could easily purchase the bread from the familyâs favorite panaderĂa â the one that did Carlosâs sistersâ quinceaĂąeras and his and TKâs wedding cake â but she prefers to make them herself. Her own way of keeping the connection between life and death, cooking food to honor her beloved deceased ones, while nourishing the ones that are still here.
His father did it by building the ofrenda in the den, covering it with the hand-woven serape he bought on a trip to Moriela when he was a teen to watch his beloved AtlĂŠtico Morelia play the ClĂĄsico Michoacano.
Carlos and Paul became quick friends after Paul, still new to Austin, asked Carlos to help him find an African grocery store so he could buy the correct cut of goat meat for his grandmotherâs curry recipe. He made it with her as a child, standing on a stool in her Chicago kitchen, he still remembers the smell of her curl conditioner, the slice of the knife in her hand dicing onions so thin they were almost translucent. Heâs been iterating the recipe for decades. Carlos has been a beneficiary over the years. Every time itâs good, just not quite the same as hers.
Heâs done it himself. For a long time after his dad died, Carlos thought he needed to honor his fatherâs memory by ceaselessly investigating his murder. He didnât stop until he solved it. Until his fatherâs murderer lay dead in the dry Presidio desert just north of the Mexico border.
He didnât feel closer to his dad in that moment, though. With nothing left to investigate, no justice to chase after, all he felt was immense emptiness. His dad was gone. No amount of detective work or righteous anger was going to bring him back.
What did help, though, was cooking his chili verde.
Thanks for tagging me @carlos-in-glasses! This week, another snippet from Dallas Carlos, which I'm in the home stretch of (...I think).
He canât hide in the ensuite all night. With the towel TK folded, Carlos mops up the stray drops of water around the basins and then leaves the bathroom, flicking the light off on his way out. It leaves the bedroom outlined in the dim light of the waning moon. TKâs already in bed, turned away towards the wall, his shoulders a tense line at the edge of the blankets that say he doesnât want to be touched.
Carlos slides into the bed carefully. He can tell that TK isnât asleep yet, but he still doesnât want to disturb him. On his back, staring up at the ceiling, the empty stretch of sheets between them feel like a chasm.
âI love you,â he murmurs into the dark, because it deserves to be said, even when theyâre fighting. Maybe especially then.
TK lets out a small, resigned sigh. âI know you do.â Thereâs a pause in which Carlos swears his heart stops, and then, so quiet he almost canât hear it, âI love you too.â
On another bonkersly hot summer Wednesday, please have these cuties in a heatwave of their own (chapter 1 coming soon):
It takes a while for Jonah to drift off tonight. Itâs too hot. The crickets are loud. Fireflies pass by the window like tiny spaceships seeking a warm world to land on. And itâs not a school night. And tomorrow isnât going to be a regular Saturday because theyâre going on a night out, and and and andâŚ
Jonah is talking through all the ands with TK when his droopy eyes finally close.
TK slips his hand free from both of Jonahâs, kisses him on the forehead, and sneaks out of the room. He creeps all the way along the hallway, avoids the tattle-tale floorboards, and dips into his own lamplit bedroom.
Here, TK finds his husband lying stark naked. Heâs sideways across the bed, eyes closed and head practically lolling off the mattress on TKâs side. The ceiling fan rotates with soft swishes right above him.
âMmm,â Carlos hums pleasantly. He lifts his flaccid penis to get more air to his sack.
âYou okay, there?â TK whisper-laughs. He wanders over to his side of the bed to loom over Carlosâ face.
âIâm hotter than the sun,â Carlos murmurs.
âYou can say that again.â
Carlos smiles. âBut Iâm great. My babyâs sleeping. My bellyâs fullâŚâ he opens one eye. âI married the best man in all the world.â
âStop.â TK grins and leans down, pressing both fists to the mattress either side of Carlosâ head, where he makes biscuits for a moment like a cat.
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This is the episode that brings Pearce back to us for one last hurrah, but also brings us Kendra, who⌠well. Look. Is she a bad character? No. But is she the one Owen Girlfriend I always forget exists? Yes. And thatâs not her fault. She just feels so uninspired. Everything about Owen in Season 4 feels like the writers didnât know what else to do with him and Kendra is unfortunately a part of that. I was actually saying to @thisbuildinghasfeelings a couple of weeks ago that, if the writers had been braver, they would have written Owen out of Austin earlier than they did. Of course they would never have done that because itâs Rob Lowe, but it would have solved so many of Season 4âs problems. Anyway. Letâs not speculate on what could have been and get into what is.
âItâs like a clown car.â đ
This woman had more than a dozen contacts stuck in her eye and was just going about her daily business. Meanwhile, if one of my eyelashes flips inward I have to stop whatever Iâm doing to get to a mirror and fix it. (In my defense, I have quite long eyelashes.)
The US commercialisation of the health industry is one of the most bizarre things about that whole country, and thatâs a long list.
Marjan was shot in the stomach just last week and look at her now!
Grace Ryder looking like the queen she is.
Carlos being flirted with by the older drunk lady feels so on-brand for him. đ
Who would have thought Mateo would be the most effective salesperson on the crew.
Early Brett mention! I think this is the first time Iâve caught it. I donât think we even find out who he is until next episode. Maybe not even then.
I remember when Michaela McManus was on The Vampire Diaries. And now here she is making out with Rob Lowe. (This show does love a dramatic front door bust-in. Owen and Kendra donât do it as well as TK and Carlos did, though.)
Nancy just casually in her PJs in Owenâs kitchen. Who ever thought weâd end up here?
Itâs treadmill guy! I didnât even know he had a name!
âMy dad would never have to pay.â â We love the loyalty.
I love this scene. I feel like itâs been a hot minute since we last saw the whole crew hanging out together. The last comparable scene was when Carlos came over for lunch and Owen started talking about wedding cake, but Tommy wasnât in that scene and Marjan might not have even been in the state of Texas.
Oh! Itâs the bus call! Ngl, this one freaks me out to watch but I enjoy the rescue part of it, so Iâll just watch that bit.
I love that Nancy has stolen Tommyâs ârat bastardsâ from the start of the episode. (Also, Carlos is right: give guests a fake earlier time so that everyone is actually on time, otherwise the wedding wonât start until an hour after it was supposed to.)
Grace taking off her headset to help Team 126 beat Paragon is how you know she means business.
Can you believe how TK and Nancy started off as partners? And look at them now.
If the call went to Paragon in the first place, how did the 126 fire team end up there? Surely they would have been called out at the same time as Paragon? So presumably no one thought a full rescue team would be needed to respond? Idk. It only makes TV sense, if you know what I mean.
Itâs a (TV) miracle this guy isnât dead yet. He doesnât even have a tourniquet on (which you know Grace would have instructed the caller to apply, because sheâs the one who took the call and sheâs done it before).
The inspirational Olympic music coming in. This show is ridiculous. đ
Buttercup felt the tension from a mile away and knew Owen needed a rescue.
I feel like this is the episode where we get to return to more what Lone Star usually is. Weâve had great interactions with the whole crew, but also between individuals that we havenât seen in a while, such as Owen and Mateo, and Owen and Judd. As well, the calls feel more in line with what we usually get. Between the long Owen arc at the start of the season, and the drama of 4x09, it feels like itâs been a while since we got an episode thatâs just normal Lone Star chaos.
I love getting to see so much of the Medical team. I canât even remember the last time we spent solid time on just them and their shenanigans at work. Also, I love Tommyâs braid in this scene. I wish my hair could do that. Alas, Iâve been cursed with fine hair with absolutely no texture that canât hold a shape to save its life.
Itâs always nice when the show remembers that TK has spent most of his working life as a firefighter. Of the three of them, of course heâs the one whoâs going to drop everything and run into the exploded ambulance.
As soon as Owen lifts the brush and walks away, Buttercup is gone. Probably to go tangle his luxurious fur somewhere.
You know, most people who get ghosted just let it go (or at least complain about it to their friends and then let it go). I guess I respect that Kendra goes to see Owen herself, although it doesnât feel like sheâs come for an explanation, so thatâs a bit weird.
Pearce feels like the kind of guy who would sue for millions and then retire with a yacht to live a life of leisure. Good for him. I would if I could.
That episode was decent. In a season of very average episodes, this one was solid and entertaining enough. As usual for Season 4, the larger Owen plot felt a bit useless, but at least it led to some great crew moments. Tommy, Nancy and TK were really the focus and it was so fun to watch them be playful and schemey together. Itâs the kind of episode that really contrasts how far theyâve come as a team since those Season 2 days. Next episode is very Mateo-centric and if you know me, youâll know that I donât really care about Mateo. As Iâve said before, I donât dislike him, Iâm just sort of indifferent to him, although he does have some funny lines. However! Iâve always loved the dream sequence in 4x11, not really because of him, but because of everyone else. Iâm excited to see that again.
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