impulsive, capricious, and melodramatic

There's something really amazing about Carlos going from "I don't want to rub their noses in it" to "My mom won't stop dropping by the home I share with my husband lol"

911 Lone Star: Friends With Benefits (2x04) | Impact (5x11)

911 Lone Star: Yee-Haw (1x02) | Thunderstruck (5x05) Bonus: The Big Heat (2x12; outtake)

hello everyone! Here is my fic round up for 2025. It's short this year due to some foreseen and then UNFORESEEN circumstances but I still enjoyed writing them all so I hope that you like them.

Telling you anyway - a soulmates scene coda

TK sniffles into his neck.

“Baby,” he whispers. “What is it?”

“You really think we’re soulmates? You thought that the whole time?” TK says in a small voice.

Carlos had wished himself longer arms so he could wrap them around TK three times over when he fell into him on the couch. He wished he ran all the red lights after work to get home to him quicker, so he wouldn’t be sat sick with worry on his own for so long. Carlos held him for a long time and let him cry into his neck, little hiccups and gasps every now and then breaking through.

Huntington’s. TK survived a bullet to the heart, ice in his veins, and countless other near misses for it all to boil to a hereditary condition.

When he felt the breaths become more even, he wiped TK’s reddened cheeks with his thumbs and told him to go and get ready for bed. Carlos made them tea and climbed under the covers alongside him.

“I’ve known it the whole time,” he corrects.

Bare - The first time TK and Carlos have sex without a condom.

“Uh huh, fuck, you’re so big. God, we’re good at this.”

Carlos fights the urge to flip them back over and pound TK’s brains out in missionary, to make him say that over and over, to have him scream because of his cock, his uncovered cock inside him. He swallows, breathes deep, and as his eyes glide over TK’s body, he’s reminded of how much he wants it this way too.

His skin glows, the light sheen of sweat providing a highlight to the slim but toned frame. He looks gorgeous and alive. Life itself seems to radiate out of TK more than anyone he’s ever known and with the scar sitting above his heart, that fact seems even more miraculous.

TK rolls his hips and his moan is shaky. He finds an angle he likes and repeats the same motion again and again. Leaning a little bit away and grinding down ever so slightly.

“Fuck, you’re right there.”

“Here?” he asks.

He can’t think of anything else other than the blunt tip of his cock rubbing TK’s prostate, being exactly were TK needs him to be.

He wants TK to feel him too, he wonders if it feels any different without a condom for him, he doesn’t know, he’s never taken a cock bare like that. Can he feel just how much Carlos wants him? He holds TK’s hips still and pushes up.

Desperate times - TK tries to provoke a reaction out of Carlos and he is successful. Tarlos smut week 2025. Day 7 Dom/Sub

“You’ve got five minutes to make yourself come again and if you don’t, I’m gonna spank you.”

He blinks. Surely that must be a joke.

“Carlos, I just came.”

Carlos moves out of reach, standing away from the bed. It suddenly feels devastating not to have him close.

His husband shrugs. “You like giving yourself orgasms, I’m sure you’ll be fine.” 

TK swallows and recomposes himself. “So I come or I get to go over your knee? Doesn’t sound like much of a punishment to me.”

“Oh baby.” Carlos comes back into his space again and pathetically his heart leaps in celebration in his chest. Carlos cups his face in his hands and looks into his eyes seriously. “If you don’t come, I’m gonna hit you so hard you won’t be able to sit for a week.”

Something awful is about to happen - The night TK and Carlos finish with wedding planning.

Carlos shuts their front door, turning the deadbolt. He places his duffle bag next to the end table behind the couch.

“Hey babe,” TK sighs from the kitchen.

“Hey, something smells good.”

“I’m trying to make curry from the leftovers for dinner,” TK announces, stirring the pot. They ensured no guests from their rehearsal dinner last night went empty handed; only some chicken and vegetables were left. “Good day?”

“Yeah.” Carlos follows his nose curiously to the kitchen. “Trying?”

He feels strong arms wrapping around his waist and Carlos’ body against his back. He’s squeezed tightly, pulling a humming laugh from his chest and Carlos tucks his chin over his shoulder. He doesn’t take his eyes off the pot but instinctually reaches a hand up to the side of Carlos’ face, petting his carved, clean shaven jaw.

“Does this colour look right to you?”

Carlos pauses thoughtfully and presses a kiss to his cheek.

“It looks good.”

“So you’ve seen a curry this colour before?”

“I never said that.”

TK blows out a defeated breath and stirs with less optimism than before.

Carlos rubs soothing circles into his hip. “But if it tastes half as good as it smells then it’s going to be amazing.”

He smiles against the odds. “Thanks, babe.”

Carlos’ lips graze the column of his neck, he relaxes further into the hold, feeling the testing pressure of teeth.

“Speaking of tasting half as good as it smells,” Carlos says with a dramatic sniff right underneath his ear.

COMPLETE

One year on.

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

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.

chapter 1: a long time ago, we used to be friends

chapter 2: but i haven't thought of you lately at all

chapter 3: if ever again, a greeting was sent to you

chapter 4: short and sweet, to the soul i intend

chapter 5: come on now, honey

chapter 6: bring it on, bring it on, yeah

chapter 7: just remember me when

chapter 8: you're good to go

chapter 9: come on now, sugar

chapter 10: bring it on, bring it on, yeah

chapter 11: just remember me when

chapter 12: we used to be friends

“Drop the phone,” Carlos tries now, as though TK is an armed criminal.

“Uh, no, Carlos, I’m not trying to crack my screen, you’re the one who’s always telling me to be more careful,” TK replies blithely, sliding his phone into his pocket.

“Nope! Jonah, go! Tickle attack, get him!”

While Jonah pounces, TK unlocks his phone again and sends the video to Andrea, then to his dad for good measure.

“Time for ice cream!” Jonah screams in Carlos’s face.

“Only if you stop tickling me! And TK doesn’t get any.”

TK and Jonah gasp in horrified unison. “That’s not nice, Papa.” 

“Yeah, Papa, that’s not nice,” TK echoes.

“You’re not nice,” Carlos says darkly. “You’re a cyber criminal.”

For those who have been wondering what’s in the video, now’s your chance to find out!! Also, this fic contains cats.

Tagging a few who might be interested:

s3

TK STRAND + pretty in pink (shirts)

happy birthday, kim 💜 @reyescarlos​

Holding Onto Me So Sweetly

One shot | 7k words | read on AO3

If someone had told Carlos six years ago this is what his night would look like he wouldn’t have known what to think. He probably wouldn’t have believed them. Yes, he would have been thrilled TK was here in the passenger seat next to him again, but the toddler in the backseat would have had him asking some questions.

Chapter 2/3 now on Ao3

In the serene embrace of a winter getaway, TK and Carlos embark on a journey to a remote lodge nestled deep within a snow-draped forest.

The heart of the woods, where their peaceful, romantic weekend unfolds, holds secrets buried deep beneath the pristine snow—secrets that will test their strength and courage as a fight for survival begins.