#winter solid

Hello and welcome to my masterlist! All of my fics are exculively posted on Archive of Our Own and I post previews here on tumblr along with moodboards and edits for most of my stories. My AO3 has over 200+ fics from different fandoms including 911 Lone Star, Marvel, Good Girls. I have also created many crackships that I write about (more on those below) and I write a lot of fics for those. I hope you guys enjoy my work!

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Tarlos (TK Strand x Carlos Reyes) 🌻

↬ i'll be missing you | rating: explicit | word count: 1,619

Summary: It’s been months since they’ve seen each other but the holidays have TK feeling lonely and needing Carlos. Even as he tries not to, he craves his touch and company.

↬back to you | rating: explicit | word count: 9,993

Summary: 107 days since he had felt Carlos’s arms wrapped around him and it killed him every day he went without it. He missed the smell of Carlos’ cologne and how it always lingered after they hugged. He missed the feeling of Carlos kissing him awake, the way “good morning” always sounded extra special when it was coming from a sleep Carlos. He missed the way Carlos would make him feel safe and secure after a bad call. The way Carlos would look at him, soft eyes seeing right through him. But most of all he missed how he felt when he was with Carlos and how the world was made of colors again. Because without Carlos everything was gray and TK was just barely hanging on.

↬ the one i want | rating: explicit | word count: 1,999

Summary:  TK gets Carlos to take his shirt off.

↬ be okay | rating: mature | word count: 1,886

Summary: Carlos hears that there was a shooting with the 126 involved but doesn’t know TK’s okay

↬ chest day | rating: explicit | word count: 1,899

Summary: Carlos sends TK a fun picture while he’s at work.

↬down to clown | rating: explicit | word count: 1,351

Summary: TK makes it up to Carlos for bringing home a lizard.

↬forever is on your eyes | rating: mature | word count: 2,312

Summary: Carlos gets hurt and TK learns what it’s like to be on the other side of the bed.

↬ TK brings home another animal | rating: general | word count: 100

Part of my 100 word drabble challenge celebration.

↬ A Thousand times yes | rating: explicit | word count: 1,912

TK and Carlos celebrate their engagement.

↬lonely isn't the world for this | rating: mature | word count: 3,436

“You can’t do this to me, Carlos. I swear to everything that if you die on me I’ll kill you.” TK bites out, tears swimming in his eyes, hands in fists as his chest heaves with sobs. This wasn’t how the day was supposed to go, it wasn’t what was supposed to happen.

Carlos was never supposed to be the one in a hospital bed.

↬save me tonight | rating: general | word count: 1024

Carlos goes to the club and sees his ex, so he turns to TK for help.

↬ A nice surprise | rating: mature | word count: 857

Carlos assumes TK's straight.

↬Blind Date | rating: explicit | word count: 2637

The one in which Carlos lets Michelle talk him into going on a blind date with a handsome stranger.

↬Stood Up | rating: general | word count: 779

Carlos and TK are stood up... Or are they?

↬Twisted Ankle | rating: general | word count: 100

Part of my 100 word drabble challenge celebration.

↬ Say you'll be mine | rating: general | word count: 1,666

In which TK and Carlos are mutually pinning for each other because of course they are.

↬ A burn so good | rating: Explicit | word count: 2035

TK really likes Carlos' beard

↬ for you, i'd fall [series] | rating: general | word count: 2309

Prompt: “AU where TK and Carlos are both single parents who see each other every morning when they drop their kids off at daycare. They start chatting each morning, does it lead to something more?”

↬ it was always you | rating: general | word count: 333

Sometimes in order to find out just how much you're meant to be with someone, you have to fall apart and lose them first.

↬ with love, your soulmate [series] | rating: explicit | word count:

Summary: Carlos Reyes doesn’t think he has a soulmate. In the 25 years he had been alive he had never found anything that would tell him otherwise. At first, it bothered him that he was seemingly without anyone and that there wasn’t a perfect person out there for him but he learned to grow comfortable with that information. He learned to adapt, to date enough that he wouldn’t be lonely, and on the nights when he was without anyone he found ways to make himself feel good. He was content.

Or so he thought so until a letter arrived on the day of his 21 birthday. A letter addressed to him, from the past and from his soulmate.

From there, they start talking. Leaving letters for each other to find and read, falling in love through the words that they shared.

Will TK ever catch up to Carlos so that they can have their happy ever after? Or will time remain cruel to them?

↬ Mine | rating: explicit | word count: 3290

Summary: TK flirts with a bartender and Carlos takes him home to show him who's boss.

↬ Pineapple | rating: explicit| word count: 1418

Summary: TK uses his safe word.

↬ i want to see you | rating: explicit | word count: 2119

Sometimes TK likes to flirt with others to get Carlos riled up to fuck him senselessly when they get home.

Smut Prompt: “Spread your legs wider.”

↬ Hold Me Steady | Rating: mature | word count: 4386

Summary: The team responds to a scene where someone has overdosed and TK isn’t prepared for it. Thankfully Carlos is there and is able to provide some comfort.

↬ Unprofessional | rating: explicit | word count: 1812

The morning before TK becomes Carlos' "friend from work".

↬ Breathe (coming soon)

↬ The 126 (coming soon)

↬"Friends" (Coming soon)

Ducky (Dayton White x Bucky Barnes) 🌼

↬ all tied up (featuring Steve Rogers) | rating: explicit | word count: 2,745

Summary: Steve and Dayton treat Bucky for his birthday.

↬ Hearts on Fire (coming soon)

↬ Seduction of Power (Ducky x OC) (coming soon)

Summary: Luna Richardson hadn't been born into a life of businessmen and riches, she was made to be in one. Bitten when she had just turned 26 and turned into a vampire, she used her new found abilities to take advantage of the rich and powerful - sometimes disposing of some of the shadier ones, it's not like they were missed anyway. She learned a lot from her mentor, mainly how to survive and how to thrive in a world where people believed that vampires didn't exist and would make her out to be a freak if found out. Enter Bucky Barnes and Dayton White, husbands in their personal life and powerhouses in the business world. Everyone wanted a piece of them, they were the IT men when it came to wealth and keeping it. But they had secrets of their own, like Luna they hadn't been born into the life they had, but rather thrusted into it. When their paths cross it's only a matter of time before feelings arise, manipulations happen, and conflicts arise....

Fransom (Frank [EB] x Ransom Drysdale)🚬🥃

↬ object of desire | rating: Explicit | word count: 3,171

Summary: “Kissing Lord Frank was like coming home after a long journey. It had been so long since he had last kissed a man and Lord Ransom hadn’t realized just how much he had been missing it. He runs his hands down Lord Frank’s body, enjoying how hard and strong Lord Frank felt under his hands. He felt different than the ladies that he had been dancing with and he liked it. He hadn’t realized just how much he missed having a man under his hands until now.”

A/N: My friend and I are in a stucky mood so here we are. I’m also weak for pre serum stucky so this is pre war as well. Unbeta’d like always, but also because I’m half asleep. 

 Pairings: Pre Serum Steve x Bucky

 Summary: Steve is too focused sketching he doesn’t notice when Bucky comes back from work.  

 Word count: 1,127

 Warnings: language, suggestive comments 

 Steve couldn’t afford the high quality paper or pencils but he made do with the tools he had; sketching in the corners of napkins and paychecks when he could. Bucky had offered on numerous accusations to purchase them for him, but he declined it before Bucky could begin his rant of how Steve needed them to work. 

 Frankly no. He did not need handouts, least of all from his best friend turned roommate turned boyfriend. Steve could get by on his own, thank you very much. And it wasn’t like they were relying on his pieces for income, he had a day job at the diner and Bucky took odd jobs whenever he could. 

 They weren’t rich by any means, but they were no longer living paycheck to paycheck like in the old days. Steve still caught the flu every year like clockwork, but they were no longer struggling to keep him alive. There were rumors of war coming but until then, he wanted to enjoy his days off sketching at window.

 The early evening light drifted in from the open window. It was late in the summer but there was still a warm breeze every now and then. He could wear short sleeves without shivering in his seat or messing up his sketches. 

 Recently, a kind artist at the diner had gifted him a charcoal pencil when she saw the edges of his hand coated with the more inexpensive stuff. “You an artist?” she had asked him, to which he looked confused before nodding. “Well clearly you aren’t a high priced one. Why don’t you let me give you one of these?” She had held up a case of old charcoal pencils, all of which were used to some degree, but she had given him one of the newer ones. “Here, take this and make something pretty.” Steve had wanted to decline her offer but she left the diner, tipping heavily, before he could give her back the pencil. 

 Now being an honest man, Steve did go out and make something pretty. He was filling in the effortless disheveled hair, sharpening the corner of those magnetizing eyes and sketching the knee weakening smile of the man. The front door swung open and in came an exhausted James Buchanan Barnes. 

 “Steve, you up?” came the gravelly voice, deep from a long day of hauling crates up and down a hill.

 “In here!” Steve yelled at the man, not moving from his stop next to the window. 

 “What are you doing, punk?” the taller man asked, rubbing at his eyes the color of crystal clear skies, and blue jay feathers. 

 “Fighting in the war as a captain,” he replied in a snarky tone, not looking up when Bucky entered the room. 

 “When that happens, call the funeral home for me, I don’t think I could take it.” 

 Steve finally looked up only to chuck an eraser at Bucky’s head. The man caught it with ease, throwing it back to Steve. He on the other hand caught it with his face. “Damn it, jerk!” 

 “Haha, you should’ve caught it,” Bucky laughed, the sound the song of angels. 

 “How was work?” Steve changed the subject, still caught up with being assaulted by his own eraser. 

 “Same old, same old,” Bucky breathed out a sigh. “Donny wants me to work the weekends as well. Told him I had to spend it with a lady I met by the island.”

 Steve froze at that. Their relationship wasn’t exactly one they shared with the world or anything but there was always the feeling of dread that Bucky would find someone new and better in every way. Who wouldn’t want his Bucky?

 “Stop giving me that look,” Bucky suddenly spoke in his working ear. He didn’t know when the man moved from the doorway to the window sill but it was a testament to how much he was in his own head. “I’m spending the weekend with you, punk,” he said softly, his hot breath brushing against Steve’s ear. 

 “You smell like a sewer, Buck,” Steve exclaimed, scrunching up his nose in disgust. 

 Bucky being the complete and utter child he is pulled Steve up by the waist and held onto him for dear life. His arms were wrapped around Steve tightly in a death grip, pulling him to his feet and even then his toes didn’t touch the ground. “BUCK!” 

 “What did you say?” Bucky chuckled deeply, the sound vibrating through him and into Steve. “Say it to my face, punk.” He manhandled Steve into wrapping his legs around the older man’s waist, snaking his arms around Bucky’s neck to hold on. 

 “You stink, jerk,” Steve said to the five o’clock shadow on Bucky’s face. Said man only laughed, rubbing his stubble into Steve’s neck. He resisted a laugh but Bucky was unrelenting. 

 “Why don’t you help me clean off then?” Bucky wiggled his eyebrows, his hands sliding down his back to hold Steve up by his ass. 

 “In your dreams.” 

 “Always.” Bucky leaned in to plant his lips on Steve’s. Steve met him half way and cranked his neck upwards, pressing his slightly chapped lips against Bucky’s warmth. His hand shot up to the brunette’s, his fingers tugging on the short locks. 

 Bucky squeezed his ass like the devil he was, causing Steve to gasp. The brunette took this as the opportunity to slide his tongue into Steve’s mouth, slow enough to pull more moans out of the smaller man. 

 “Bucky,” Steve groaned, pulling back for air.

 “Hmm?” Bucky hummed, lowering his head for Steve’s soft neck. He pulled at the skin on Steve’s collar, nipping enough to leave a mark but not to hurt the man. 

 “You really need a shower though.” 

 Bucky maneuvered them onto the old couch, the springs creaking at the weight. “Later,” he mouthed at Steve’s neck, marking him up and down. He ran his hand through the blonde’s hair, his other hand on Steve’s hips. 

 Groaning, Steve pushed Bucky back slightly. The calm blue skies of his eyes were now a brewing storm just waiting to thunder down a shower. “Go clean yourself now or you can forget about this weekend,” Steve commanded with a stern tone, glaring at the taller man with a look that could kill.