#goodways

A little edit for COMING & GOING by @goodways 😌 or the fic where TK and Carlos boink so hard that TK passes out.

If you could relive one day of your life over and over whenever you wanted, what day would it be?

This one. For the boys, for the fact I was with @bubblesandroses8, just all of it really.

SHANNON! how are you, girl? I haven't seen you around the traps! I answered some headcanons before I remembered you sent this so please strap in for some unhinged headcanons:

1. Both TK and Owen have 932874 step skincare routines and they both have those little plastic string headband things you use to keep your hair out of your face while you do it.

2. TK gives Lou spa days. During shedding time beardies sometimes need a little bit of help and I feel like TK whips out a spare wound bath from work, fills it up and puts Lou in it.

3. I think Carlos relented and let TK dress Lou up in a non-denominational, holiday appropriate costume and reluctantly posed for a family photo.

4. Paul does that thing where he tries to get Asha to tell him HR work gossip and - consummate professional she is - she doesn't tell him, but then Paul asks little probing questions and before you know it, he's worked out the tea anyway.

5. Mateo def hit up that douchebag guy Marjan went on a date with and had $500 bucks in a Ponzi scheme before Nancy talked him out of it.

WOULD LOVE TO HEAR YOURS <3

Hey friend! This is such a good question!

I think, for me, it's a moment that happens in my Carlos POV Breakup Era fic I reread that all the time in writing my writing of TK's version and it's the night after they hook up again and Carlos wakes alone. It just hits me every single time and I feel such angst and saddness over it.

From You took the best of my heart and left the rest in pieces

When he woke up the next morning, Carlos felt hungover - even though he hadn’t drunk enough to feel the effects of any alcohol in his system. No, he was drunk on TK, and somehow that was even worse. He sighed, pulling the blankets over his head but he pushed them away just as quickly when he realized that TK’s smell was all over them. It made his heart squeeze painfully - it was a cruel reminder that would fade quickly and break Carlos’ heart all over again. He pushed the pillow away and rolled over onto his back, looking up at the ceiling. He hated that everything around him was just a reminder of what he should have. A reminder that the bed beneath him was too big for one person. A reminder that the loft was too big for one person. A reminder that he had jumped the gun, had gone too far, and ruined the best thing that had ever happened to him. Carlos allowed himself to lay in bed and wallow in the pain for just a few moments before he finally pushes himself to get out of bed. As he moved to sit up, his body protested just a little bit, making him aware of the soreness that ran throughout every part of him. It had been a while since he had been fucked the way he had begged TK to fuck him and he was feeling it. He shifted again just to feel the soreness and enjoy it. A small, physical reminder that TK had been with him the night before and that they had found pleasure in each other’s embrace.  His feet hit the floor with a sigh, wincing a bit at the coldness of it and he briefly thought about finally breaking down and buying a rug for his side of the bed so he wouldn’t be shocked every time his feet hit the cold floor. He shrugged to himself, knowing that he wouldn’t make the effort to make the space more comfortable, and got out of bed, going straight to the bathroom to take a morning shower. As he showered, his mind kept drifting back to the night before and how good it had felt to have TK back in his arms, under his hands, in their - no his - bed. He thought about how TK had told him that he hadn’t been with anyone else since they broke up and when he did, a small amount of hope swelled up in his chest and he let himself think for just a moment that maybe he could do something to get TK back. If TK wasn’t seeing other people maybe that meant Carlos still had a chance. He forced the thought away, though, before it could really take hold because he knew that he couldn’t do that to himself. He couldn’t let himself have hope that TK would return to him. Just because they fucked again didn’t mean anything was going to happen.  A really good fuck that had Carlos wanting to beg - more than he already wanted to - for TK to come back to him, to let Carlos love him the way Carlos knew TK deserved to be loved.  He shook his head, tilting it back and letting the water run over his curls. He shouldn’t be thinking about things like that, the night before had been the last time he would be with TK - he had made that promise to himself. Just one more time to scratch the itch, to feel what it was like to be taken apart by the most beautiful man he had ever seen, and it would be enough. It had to be enough.

Sweeter Than Honey Cake by @goodways

4x15 (Donors) coda in which TK tries to hide his injury from Carlos and the various conversations they have after

33 and 34

33. What was your biggest writing struggle this year?

Time and motivation. The muse is willing but the rest of me has not co-operated as much as I would like. I just want some time off so it can be me and my laptop as the writing gods intended.

34. What's the weirdest thing you researched for a fic?

I did a LOT research for my currently-abandoned-Tarlos WiP in which I was working out how long air would last in a sealed room, what "common" items could be there to help with CO₂ scrubbing, and the history of land outside Austin, Texas. I went into full on Doomsday Bunker survival research. I have pages and pages of stuff with calculations and proper medical maths.

Maybe one day I will finish that fic and post it.

MY QUEEM! I miss your face.

H: How would you describe your writing style?

... structured? Like, I am a planner. I set up the play and then I take it. Even if no one else knows or sees the links and the narrative lines, I know they're there. I'm also a prose girlie and I love describing a scene and putting the reader in it.

J: What’s your favorite fanfic trope? Have you written it?

Answered here