#and i agree jj is funny as hell

[ozymoron]

i dont think i actually like shipping for like normal shipping reasons im pretty sure i only like ships cause i like seeing boys kiss and girls kiss especially if what they have going on is fucked up and weird

[tinylilacbun]

c a r e g i v e r j j m a y b a n k a l p h a b e t ˚ ｡ ⋆

A - activities | what is their favorite activity (or activities) to do with you?

Coloring, he appreciates those quieter moments with you, a small distraction from the usual havoc that's happening practically every day.

Or play fighting, he loves to wrestle with you a little whenever you're in a more cheeky mood and feel like you could over power him, you can't, but it's cute to see you try and tickle that thought out of you.

B - baby talk | Do they like to talk in a baby voice when interacting?

He only does it to annoy you a little, or when you're tired and claim not to be.

"What was that? Can't hear you when your mumbling sweet cheeks." "Aww, you're so adorable trying not to yawn, my sleepy princess."

C - cuddling | Do they like to cuddle with their regressor?

OH HELL YEAH!! He cuddles you anywhere and whenever he gets the chance to, his favorite place is in the hammock, the slow swinging soothing for the both of you.

D - dress up | Will they play dress up? what would be their favorite outfit?

Mmm, not excessive, and only if you give him those puppy eyes of yours he would agree on wearing a plastic tiara and the matching necklace.

E - entertainment | What is their favorite movie, show, or book to watch/read with their regressor?

Since JJ is more of an action kinda guy, is watching cartoons something he only does for you, trying not to fall asleep during them but he has to admit that the Cars trilogy is kinda cool.

F - forgiveness | How forgiving are they when their regressor makes mistakes? How fast do they forgive?

Fast. Like, he folds instantly the second you pout and look at him with tears in your pretty doe like eyes.

G - gentle | How gentle are they with their regressor?

Surprisingly gentle, but there are some times where he underestimates his own strength and grabs you a little too rough, instantly apologizing and kissing or rubbing the spot that hurts.

H - hugs | Do they like to hug?

Definitely, any kind of hug you could think of, normal hugs, side hugs, hugging you from behind, hugging you while he spins you around, letting you jump on his back and wrap your arms around his neck, literally anything.

I - imaginary | How imaginative are they?

He's um... special. He tries to keep up with whatever imaginary play you came up with but he sometimes says things where you look at him like :o BUT try to include it anyway.

J - jokes | Do they like to joke around?

We're talking about JJ Maybank here, that answers the question on it's own :3

K - kisses | Do they like to give (platonic) kissies? Where is their favorite spot to kiss?

Of courseeee, our boy is love deprived and either giving or receiving kisses is like healing his inner wounds and insecurities.

Forehead and cheek kisses are his favorite (on the lips too, but only pecks when you're little, knowing the limits and respecting them), especially when he's in a funny mood he'll lick the side of your face afterwards only to hear you giggle or whine.

L - lullaby | Do they sing lullabies to their regressor? What is their favorite one?

Nope, he tried once and never again, simply putting on some white noise on his phone if you're really restless.

M - morning | How do they spend mornings with their regressor? (when regressed)

All cozied up together in each other's arms and he simply listens to all the things you plan on doing that day, humming and tracing a finger up and down your arm.

N - night | How do they spend nights with their regressor? (when regressed)

Falling asleep hugging each other, ending up all sprawled out on the bed while fighting for the blanket and you trying to save your plushie from being squished by JJ's body.

O - overprotective | Are they more overprotective, underprotective, or somewhere in the middle?

O V E R P R O T E C T I V E. There's no in between, he's protective already over those he loves and when you're little even more so, he's even responsible sometimes when it comes to little you.

Always having you within eyesight and holding your hand when you're out and about, glaring at every kook who dares to look at you for a second too long.

P - petnames | What are their favorite petnames to use for their regressor?

Kiddo, sweet cheeks, pretty girl, princess, baby

Q - quality time | How much time do they usually spend with their regressor? Do they live with them or visit?

Every day, every minute, every second. Not separating if there's no reason to be.

R - regression | Do they age regress as well?

I said it before and I'll say it again, JJ is a switch in my eyes.

He does it rarely, more liking it to take care of you but sometimes everything just gets a bit too much and he needs to shut his brain off for a while.

S - snacks | What snacks do they feed their regressor?

He'll simply give you crackers or hands you something from the fruit bowl that Kie insisted should always be full of fresh fruits.

T - tea party | Do they enjoy playing tea party? Will they play with the toys and/or stuffies as well?

He can't say no to his baby so he has no choice but to sit down on the ground and play tea party with you, giving your stuffies funny voices, flipping off the pogues when he hears them snicker on the other side of the room (obviously making sure you don't look when he does).

U - understand | How well do they understand their regressors needs and emotions?

He has some trouble understanding you every time, but always makes sure to give you space and let you spill out everything that has been building up.

After a while he picks up on certain things you do which tells him if you want to be touched or not, if you feel like talking or not.

V - visit | What are some of their favorite places to visit with their regressor?

The beach, or going on The Snapper and driving out on the ocean for a while.

W - warmth | Do they provide physical warmth to their regressor, such as giving blankets or cuddling? Do they make their regressor feel warm and secure, mentally?

You bet he does, your well being is his top priority that the moment he notices something is off he tries to make it better in any way he can.

X - (e)xtra | Additional headcanons?

When you're both little all the pogues look after you both, mostly John B and Sarah since they're the first ones you both told about being in the agere community.

Y - yummy | What are their favorite meals to make for their regressor? Are they good at cooking and/or baking?

The only thing he manages to cook without it burning are mac and cheese :') but it's always so damn good you always get excited when you see him getting the macaroni out of the cupboard.

Z - Zzz | Do they take naps with their regressor? What are some sleep habits of theirs?

JJ takes more naps than you do sometimes, there exists a hundred of pictures of the both of you just snoozing and holding each other.

Alphabet list from: @emodarylz

Inspired by: @jjtheresidentbaby <3

Taglist

For everything:

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@chiaraanatra @chimindity @flora-eva

[callitwh4ty0uwant]

Mary’s song ( oh my my my )

Pairing - JJ Maybank x fem! Reader

Summary; JJ and the reader’s relationship based on the song “Mary’s song (oh my my my)”

Warnings - smoking, kissing.

She said, I was seven and you were nine. I looked at you like the stars that shine in the sky, the pretty lights.

The sun had set, and the two kids sat side by side staring into the water as it glimmered against the moonlight, her head turned looking at the blonde-headed boy she called her best friend.

He shined, like the stars. She thought as she admired how pretty he was, although the two had no clue what the hell love was or hormones yet. She felt funny.

She wondered if he saw her like that, and if he felt funny whenever he looked at her. All she saw was stars when she looked into the blue eyed boy.

And our daddies used to joke about the two of us growing up and falling in love and our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes and said oh my my my

Although her family were kooks they were the most loving people ever. Excepting her and her little friend JJ Maybank she had met at the park, and she beg beg and beg her parents to let her go to the same school as him.

One Friday evening after pre-school, the four sets of parents had invited the Maybanks round for a dinner, obviously Before everything had happened with JJ’s mom passing away and his father becoming an asshole.

The two of the kids had ran off somewhere, carrying on just like kids do, when the two dads had spoke up. “They’re gonna realise their love for each other I bet you!” Y/n’s father said “he’s the only one I’d accept and trust with my daughter” he smiled at the Maybank family. 

“Very funny” her mother laughed making the mom’s roll their eyes at the two dads “it’s true! The two of them will, I bet” Luke spoke agreeing with her dad making the women roll their eyes again laughing at the men.

“Not gonna lie, I kinda see it happening aswell” JJ’s mom turned to look at y/n’s mom as the dads were off in a separate conversation “don’t tell them, but same” the women laughed watching the kids from a distance.

Take me back to the house in the back yard tree. Said you beat me up you were bigger than me, you never did, take me back to when our world was one block wide. I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried. Just two kids you and I, oh my my my.

The house up in the tree that her dad had build, not too long ago for her 11th birthday was also a gift for JJ, since the two would spend most time up there, playing video games or just chilling whatever kids do.

The two were currently playing a video games nudging each other as they were completing with each other “I’ll beat you up!” He yelled a laugh coming along with the comment, “you wouldn’t dare!” She yelled back nudging him again. She was right he would never dare to touch his precious y/n y/l/n.

Now the two currently sat playing truth or dare after she bet him in the video game the two were playing “truth or dare, Jay” she said leaning on the bean bag “dare” he said copying her actions.

She sat in thought for a couple seconds as an idea had popped into her head “I dare you to kiss me!” She said before bolting out of the tree house, Him hot on her tail as he chased her around the yard laughing out loud when she almost tripped over her bike that way laying next to his.

Well, I was sixteen when suddenly I wasn’t that little girl you used to see. But your eyes still shined like pretty lights

No longer the little kids the two of them intended to be, at her sweet sixteenth birthday party, y/n and JJ had snuck away down to the beach to relive some old memories, it was dark as the two snuck down “crazy how we’re not kids anymore” she sadly smiled and sat down after placing a towel down to not ruin her dress.

“I know, least I got to spend the years with you huh” he said. Now, the two teenagers had turned into hormonal snot nosed teenagers, that smoked and drank against her parents wishes.

JJ had turned into, the islands heart throb, with girls. Y/n hated it, she hated all the attention he got, she missed when she was just hers and no one else’s.

As for y/n she had turned into a respectful young woman, but her and JJ were at different ends of the social spectrum but the still hung out when the could, obviously they had made more friends like now the two of them were Pogues, hung out with John B, pope, and kiara, ( who was another kook, like her ). Pope and kiara were the only ones who hung with her at school, but John B and JJ had their own friends.

But it was fine, she still loved JJ the same and maybe even more, and maybe just maybe he felt the same way about her.

“Remember that time you dared me to kiss you? And then you ran when I tried?” He said lighting the blunt that was already in his mouth “huh?” She raised her brows, of course she remembered, how could she forget? “We were playing truth or dare and you dared me to kiss you and then you like bolted away from me when I tried” he said handing her the blunt.

“Oh shit” she laughed “i do” she chuckled again leaning down on the towel “y’know” he paused taking the joint back “I would’ve done it if you would of let me” he copied her action leaning on of his side facing her “dude, we were what? Nine?” She shook her head “I’m surprised you even came tonight” she sighed

“What’d you mean” he said as the girl turned around on her side facing the boy “wouldn’t miss my favourite girls birthday over anything” he said reaching out and brushing a strand of hair that had fell out of place, behind her ear.

“Wanna play truth or dare?” He asked sitting up in a upright position “sure” she copied him “okay you go” she said “truth or dare birthday girl” the girl thought for a second before answering

“Dare” she sat back the boy copied her actions from when she was nine before he repeated her answer from that exact day.

“I dare you to… kiss Me” he trailed making the girls eyes go wild “what?” She chuckled awkwardly “I dare you to kiss me” he shrugged a smirk appearing on his face “if you insist” he smiled at her as he leaned forward puckering his lips up for her.

She took a breathy laughed before pressing her lips against his.

And our daddies used to joke about the two of us, they’d never believed we’d really fall in love, and our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes and said oh my my my

And yet they did bet on it, but they didn’t think it would become reality, as y/n told her father about her and JJ becoming a thing. Her dad had grinned high-fiving her mother with a grin making the woman roll her eyes.

JJ’s mother had passed, making it extra tough on JJ, but her family still accepted the boy, even though JJ’s father was now an asshole and bet the boy up repeatedly.

But y/n would welcome him with open arms and patch up back into one piece, and she was lucky enough to have parents that let boys sleep in her bedroom.

Take me back to the time, we had our very first fight slamming doors instead of kissing goodnight you stayed outside till the morning light.. oh my my my

No one ever expects it but it happens, some girl was flirting with JJ at a party while he was getting himself and y/n another drink, and yet he didn’t do anything it look like he was and y/n was mad.

“Why did you not just tell her to fuck off JJ!” She yelled as John B, Sarah, Kie and pope sat on the couch awkwardly glancing between the couple and themselves

“I don’t flirt with every girl I talk to y/n!” He yelled back “and she didn’t know I have a girlfriend!” He spat “you could’ve of told her, it’s so simple “oh by the way I have a girlfriend that I love so much and care deeply about” see that easy” she yelled

“She just wanted a drink y/n!” He explained angrily “yeah! Sure! That was totally the only thing on her mind when she was touching up all over you!” She yelled before slamming the door behind her after leaving the chateau.

It was around 4am when she heard light taps on her windows as she rolled her eyes knowing it was JJ, she turned her TV’s volume up ignoring the boy who just wanted her attention.

A few years had gone and come around we were sitting at our favourite spot in town, and you looked at me got down on one knee.

The beach was always pretty during sunset, the couple were now both 23 and had moved out of outer banks, only back to visit her parents for a couple days during the summer.

The girl had been caught up in the pretty sunset as they were sitting on one of the fold up chairs her parents had in the garage, she hadn’t noticed JJ looking at her with such love and affection in his eyes, but she had noticed the strange feeling that someone was stairing at her burning holes into the side of her face.

“What..?” She said a smile appearing on her face as she turned around to look at her boyfriend “nothing” he said getting up from the seat and bending down on one knee “y/l/n” he paused “I’ have loved you ever since I met you. And I’m extremely lucky to have such an amazing, gorgeous and incredible girl in my life.. so will you marry me?” He said tears prickling in her eyes as he spoke.

“Yes, yes, yes!” She smiled as she stood up as he copied her actions engulfing her in a hug and placing a light kiss on her lips.

Take me back to the time, when I walked down the aisle, the whole time came and my mama cried you said I do and I did too

The time had come for the couple to get married, the long white dress trailed behind her as she slowly walked down the aisle after Kiara and Sarah. Everyone’s eyes on her as she made her way towards JJ, his eyes glassy as she stood across from the boy.

The vows, came and this was it “do you.. JJ Maybank take thee y/n y/l/n to be your lawfully wedded wife?” He said as JJ nodded “I do” he said wiping a quick tear away “and do you y/n y/l/n take thee JJ Maybank to be your lawfully wedded husband?” a smile appeared on her face “I do” she smiled as the family and friends cheered a smile appearing on her face as JJ left the room with her bridal style.

I’ll be eighty seven; you’ll be eighty nine I’ll still look at you like the stars that shine in the sky.. oh my my my

[intothewoods98]

About Rudy x Madison DRAMA!

Okay, it's 2024, and the truth needs to be told: Rudy Pankow is totally UNPROFESSIONAL!

I honestly don't know what the HELL happened between him, Madison and the girlfriends, but the truth is that ever since he and Madison had this friendship breakup, his behavior has become pathetic when it comes to Outer Banks.

Rudy seems to be staying on the show because he's being forced to play JJ, he's distanced himself a lot from the rest of the cast, not to mention his lack of desire to act close to Madison. I don't know how the producers of the show and Netflix haven't already had a little talk with him about this pathetic behavior.

He RUINS the vibe behind the scenes of Outer Banks.

And just when everyone was starting to see a light at the end of the tunnel regarding his ability to work with Madison without involving their personal lives, Rudy goes there and posts (again) praising his girlfriend as if the fans of the show had some obligation to idolize Elaine too.

Honey, YOU ARE THE ACTOR. YOU ARE THE FAMOUS ONE, not your unemployed girlfriend who keeps following you everywhere.

I DO NOT AGREE with personal attacks on Elaine on her and Rudy's social media, but absolutely NOBODY was doing that now, and once again he had to make his statements in public, turning the release of the new season of Outer Banks into being about people who don't flatter his girlfriend.

When will he understand that no one is obligated to like his girlfriend? No one was attacking her, and he keeps freaking out on his stories as a way of “defending” Elaine.

The funny thing is that Chase and Madelyn are an ex-couple in real life, and you don't see Chase's current girlfriend “suffering” attacks, or Chase having a freak out on his Instagram stories to defend her.

Do you want to know why? It's because Chase's girlfriend is NOT involved in his work, she RESPECTS his work, KNOWS HER place, and on top of that, she is a person loved by EVERYONE in the cast, unlike Elaine who distanced herself from the cast and consequently distanced Rudy.

Just grow up, Rudy. She's your girlfriend, not your Siamese twin. You weren't born attached to her. You don't share your internal organs with Elaine. It's a shame to see someone with so much talent sink like this. And remember yourself: stop playing the victim card, it’s exausting.

[just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms]

Title: Atta Girl

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Reader

Word count: 1,330

Warnings: dirty talk, no actual smut but a definite lead up

A/N: I’ve never written Hotch before, so please be kind. I apologize for no editing, the idea came to me and I immediately wrote it on my phone lmao Enjoy! Feedback appreciated!!

Tagging @ssahotstuff and @hotchscvm because I recently discovered you guys and love your fics (hope it’s okay I tagged you!)

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Pulling into the motel parking lot the team exited their SUV’s, grabbing their bags and slowly walking towards the rooms. Each of you were at the brink of near collapse from exhaustion, so everyone agreed to whatever lodging was closest.

“Alright, get some sleep. We regroup around 8am.” Hotchner looked over his shoulder.

“Come on Hotch,” Morgan groaned. “Give us a break, man.”

Hotch stopped and took in the teams exhausted faces. “Okay, I’ll give you a break. 8:15am be ready.”

“Such generosity,” Emily laughed.

“Reid, Morgan, Dave, you’re all in room 7. Emily, JJ, Garcia, you’re all in room 8. Y/N,” he turned to you. “You’re with me. Each of the rooms can only sleep 3 with someone taking the couch.”

“Fine.” You didn’t argue and walked past him. “But if you snore I’m sleeping in the car.”

Walking into the room you both gave each other an exasperated look. The beds were tiny. There was a table and chair in the corner that looked like it would collapse any second. And neither of you wanted to be there, but also didn’t have the energy to verbally protest.

“I’m going to feel huge in this bed.” You couldn’t help but laugh at his words. “What?”

“Um, in a different context that was kinda dirty.” You started to laugh again and Hotch ran his hands over his face.

“Must everything be dirty?”

“When it’s going to be funny, yeah.” You gave him a quick smirk and turned back to your bag. But it’s also a good option when you want to get a topic going.”

Hotch paused, staring down at his own bag. “Which one is it?”

You paused. “Right now? Funny.” You paused again. “But that’s just right now.”

Hotch let your words sink in and before he could respond you were the first to speak.

“Shower?” Hotch turned at your words. “Do you need it right now because I’m gross as hell.”

“Oh, no, all yours.” Hotch turned back to his bags to unpack his things.

You got the shower running and were halfway through shampooing when you heard a knock. “Y/N? I…”

“Yes?”

“I really, really need to pee. I’m sorry.” You could tell the mortification on his part through the door.

“You’re fine! Come in. I grew up with one bathroom so I’m used to it.”

As the door opened Hotch tried to keep his composure. “I am sorry.” You could tell he was hesitating.

“Um, you do remember I was a nurse for 5 years right? This is nothing.” Your words helped him relax.

While you finished rinsing your hair you were extremely aware of the fact that only a thin curtain stood between the two of you. You were completely exposed, and in a way so was he.

You could hear him wash his hands and leave the room. Quickly finishing you toweled off, threw your hair in a second towel, and wrapped yourself tightly making sure it wouldn’t fall. Grabbing the door handle you opened the door. “Bathrooms free.”

Hotch grabbed his things and walked over. As you moved to leave, he was coming through the doorway. Your chest brushed against his and your towel started to slip. As your hand flew to grab the towel, Hotch stared down at you, focusing on your face.

“That’s the second time you’ve been ‘inappropriate’ tonight.” Hotch’s eyes never left yours. “I’m starting to think you were trying to start a conversation earlier.”

Unsure of how to respond you moved through the doorway and turned to him. “Glad you’re finally catching on,” you smirked and walked away. Hotch took a deep breath and closed the door.

You grabbed a tank top and underwear and right as you covered yourself you heard the door open. “Can I come out? I forgot something.”

“Yeah no problem.” You answered not really realizing the level of undressed you were.

When Hotch turned the corner, he stopped mid-step, completely caught off guard. You didn’t even realize it until you felt his eyes on you.

“Oh, shit. Sorry. It’s how I slee-“ but you couldn’t finish your sentence. Standing there in nothing but a towel you took in his body. His large frame, his arms and shoulders, chest and torso.

“You good?” Hotch smirked, taking a few steps towards you.

“Um, respectfully,” you paused. “No way I could have guessed you looked….well this good under your suit.” Each of you let your words hang in the air. Hotch slowly started walking towards you.

“What caught your eye first?”

“I think…your biceps.” Your mind raced to give a reason. “You could really throw a girl around.”

In one motion Hotch crossed to you, grabbed your arms, circled them around his neck, and grabbed both your legs at your thigh to wrap around his waist. You buried your face in the base of his neck as you tightened your grip around his waist. Without a word he walked you to a wall and as soon as your back hit, he pulled his head back as you let yours rest against the wall. His eyes studied your face. Pupils dilated, lips parted, cheeks flushed, and chest rapidly rising and falling.

“You’re right. I can throw a girl around.”

“Show me.” You challenged.

Hotch smirked. “First I gotta make sure you’ll be worth it.”

It was your turn to smile. “Oh I promise…I will be.”

“I knew you would.”

Finally breaking the tension you pulled his lips to yours. You held the kiss, neither of you moving for several seconds. When the kiss finally broke, you each pulled back and smiled.

“Fucking hell Y/N.”

Hotch pressed his lips back to yours and this time the kiss was deeper. Your tongues slowly met and you tangled your fingers into his hair as your grip tightened on the top of his back. He dug his nails lightly, but firmly into your thigh with one hand and brought the other to tangle in your hair at the base of your head.

You needed him to know you were all in, but also you weren’t going to let him run the show. At least not right away. Getting a good grip on his hair you pulled his head back. You dragged your tongue up the side of his neck before resting your lips right next to his ear.

“You take on too much, and are in control too often. Let me show you what a good girl like me can do to you.”

Hotch’s breath caught in his throat before he let out a soft, low laugh that made his chest rumble. It was his turn to fist and pull your hair, exposing your neck to drag his tongue across your pulse point. His lips rested at the base of your ear and he paused to collect himself.

“You will be my good girl…however,” his hand let go of your hair and moved in one smooth motion to lightly grip your throat, “you will also be my dirty little slut, just for me, and show me every trick you have. I will take control when you edge me to the point I have no choice but to stop you so that after I make you cum again,” his grip tightened around your throat, “and again,” his grip tightened more, “and again, I will force you to the point you are literally begging for me to rail you until you nearly black out you cum so hard on my cock.” His hand let go and went back to grab your thigh. “Understand?”

Your head was spinning. Your pussy was tingling. You couldn’t decide if you wanted to kiss him or drop to your knees right then.

“I understand completely…sir.”

“Atta girl.”

He let you down slowly to your feet. His towel falling away as you slid down his body.

“Now,” he took a step back. “Show me how my perfect good girl will be my dirty little slut.”

[w2soneshots]

Accident -KSI

words: 0.7k+

warnings: angst, skiing accident, hospitals, recovery.

summary: when abroad skiing for a sidemen video you have an accident and everyone’s worried about you.

notes: I love this request and I feel like JJ is such a cutie so he would definitely react like this💞. I hope you enjoy my loves!!😊🫶🏼

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y/username: how it started vs how it's going😭

-comments-

ksi: ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

freyanightingale: my poor girl🥺

y/nfanpage21: omfg what happened? Are you ok?

user31083649: isn't she filming for a sidemen vid?

-> user29736105: yea. I'm not sure if they'll post it now tho🤷‍♂️

"Shit! Babe, are you okay?!" JJ shouted, racing over to me. I could barely hear him. My ears were ringing and my head hurt. "y/n? y/n can you hear me? Answer me!" He scrambled as I began to come back into consciousness. "I'm ok." I croaked. My voice coming out much more quiet than I thought it would. "Fucking hell! You scared the shit out of me." I tried to sit up, a sharp pain spread through my leg. I hissed. JJ started to panic for a second time. "Don't move! What is it? Your leg?" I nodded. "Ok I'm gonna call an ambulance."

It felt a little bit like a blur after that. I was rushed to the nearby hospital where they completely checked me over. Almost an hour after we arrived the doctor came back with the results of their tests. "So, you have a concussion which is most likely from the impact of the fall and is the reason you blacked out. Your leg is severely bruised since that was what you landed on but nothing is broken. You are very lucky." She explained sweetly. A weight lifted from my shoulders. JJ let out a relived breath. "Thank you." I smiled. "You'll need to rest and take it easy for the next few weeks but you should be just fine."

We flew home the next day and I was treated like a complete princess. JJ cancelled everything in order to take care of me. I slept, watched reality tv, cuddled with our little dog and ate the food JJ brought to me, which mostly consisted of uber eats since I'm usually the cook. Yinka (JJ's mum) came round to bring me some home cooked food and to make sure that I was okay, which was really sweet. I got many texts from all of my friends along with the boys who were really concerned when they saw I'd had an accident.

I wasn't initially supposed to be going on the trip but Vik became Ill so they asked if I could step in last minute, since every time I go on there channel the video does really well. I agreed and we left for the airport the next day.

I spent the first day on the bad team with Simon and Harry which they both felt bad about but I'm really close with Simon since I've known him for so many years so I wasn't that bothered. I had to spend the night in a tiny room with them, me on the top bunk. Then JJ and Harry swapped so I ended up remaining on the bad team with Simon and JJ, I wasn't really mad though because I can't ski and I'd rather have the funny experience with JJ.

Then only one hour in I lost control and practically rolled off of a small snowy cliff. I landed in the snow after only falling about three metres but I was going full speed, doing something I wasn't familiar with. They asked if I wanted the video to be cancelled and I told them that was ridiculous. I fell on the last day and wasn't injured that badly plus the whole thing was caught on camera so it was great content.

"I'm seriously so glad you're ok. I was really worried for a second." JJ said quietly as he gently ran his hand through my hair. I yawned as we were about to go to sleep. "Could you imagine if I had died? I can see the headlines now, 'KSI's girlfriend dies while filming sidemen Sunday'" I played it out with my hands. He chuckled. "I love you. Good night." He kissed my forehead. I nuzzled closer into his shoulder. "I love you too." I whispered as I drifted off to sleep.

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y/username: thank you for your lovely messages but I'm ok, just realised I'm shit at skiing😘

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SECRETS

(rafe x reader. one shot/potential series)

Content: rafexreader, secret relationship, teasing, jealousy, party, rafe being needy and annoying, reader is stubborn and pissed off!!! protective. fight between kooks and pogues. (p.s. i named her ava cause i had to use a name)

authors note: This is my first post and I was bored. If you like it, let me know. I might do more. Ignore any mistakes. This is not fully about Rafe and Ava but I got ahead of myself and started waffling so stick through it. And i know some of it is cringe but idc i wanted a badass character. Thanksss❤️❤️❤️

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Laying across the couch next to Kie, you’re waiting for a response from him. John B makes it clear that you and Kie should start getting ready soon for the party that’s happening later on the beach.

“Come on ladies, we won’t wait for you when we need to go.” he remarks. Rolling your eyes, you get up, leaving John B and Kie talking and make your way into the bedroom where JJ is napping in bed. Your makeup station is located in the corner on the dresser in which you quietly make your way over to.

Starting on your makeup, you go for a light look which you complete in 10 minutes. He still hasn’t answered. Last time you saw him, you ended up walking out because he was being a dick about your friends. He ‘apologised’ later on text but you decided to ignore him, until now when you realised he still had your favourite jumper which you left on accident last time you went to his house.

*Buzz* Finally, a notification pops up on your phone with a text message from a contact name R. You leave it for a few minutes before you respond. He’s still pissed and so are you.

——————————————————————-Walking through the crowd across the beach towards the drink stand, JJ, Pope, John B and Kie are all by your side. You love these kind of parties, especially when your best friends are there with you. You all normally get off your head and end up in the sea. This night should be no different. You needed it after the week you’ve had.

“Nah, Toppers face was too good. He was so pissed” JJ laughs as he talks.

“He won’t let that go J, he’s gonna try make your life hell” you respond and Kie agrees with you. She thinks he’s been irresponsible at the moment and she’s not happy with him. You’ve been in the middle of it all, trying not to side with anyone but you can’t help but find JJs antics funny.

“He can try his best but no one can take me down!!” JJ wraps his arm around your neck while laughing and you shove him playfully when you feel your phone vibrate in your pocket. A text saying “Where you at? Meet me behind the tree next to the bins” from Rafe. He’s so romantic, you think to yourself sarcastically.

“Guys I’m just going for a piss, I’ll be back in a few minutes.” you state as you make your way away from the group. They all respond with alrights and okays and you walk towards where Rafe wanted to meet you. Looking around, making sure no one sees where you go.

You get to where Rafe wanted to meet you and you can’t see him anywhere. He’s played you, you think. You’ll wait for a few minutes and if he doesn’t come, you’ll leave. With the drink in your hand, you start sipping it nervously, tapping your foot to the distant music. All of a sudden hands wrap around your eyes from behind you and you drop your drink across the ground, trying to get out of the grip.

“What the fuck!?” you panic and flip around until you realise who it is.

Rafe. Of course it is…

“Woah calm down. It’s only me.” he smirks. He goes in to kiss you but you move your face so he misses your lips and his lips land on your cheek.

“Don’t do that shit Rafe. You freaked me out. And now you owe me a drink” You roll your eyes and he laughs.

“Oh Im sorry Av. You know i’ll make it up to you.” He draws in closer and grabs ur hips and you let him. His touch was missed after days without it. You wrap your arms around his neck and play with the hair at the back of his head.

“I missed you.” He kisses you, and you let him. “You forgive me?” He kisses you again. He’s being so needy and soppy and you think it’s because he’s high. And he’s very high, you can tell.

“Sure. Just don’t be rude about my friends again, alright?” you go into kiss him and when he goes to meet you with his lips, you pull back, playing him about. He grips your hips tighter and pulls you in. You love stringing him along. He would do anything you told him to in this moment.

Kissing you again, he holds the kiss longer. You deepen the kiss and he slightly moans into it. One of his hands makes its way to the side of your face, holding you tight. He has this insane effect on you. It’s like you can’t shake him, no matter what you do.

Rafe backs you up into the tree and presses himself into you. You can feel him through his jeans and it makes you tug at his hair. You shouldn’t be doing this right now. You should be at the party with your friends. And if they found out, they would never forgive you. The risk of everyone finding out about your ‘relationship’ makes it more appealing to you.

As he’s tugging at your shorts, trying to unbuckle your belt, you have time to come to your senses. “We can’t. Not right now.” You push him off you gently. Your whole body wants and needs him right now but you can’t let him get off easy. He looks at you with wide eyes and swollen lips and it almost makes you cave but No, you will stick to your word.

“Seriously? You’re joking right?” he steps towards you again, “I need you baby, Please. You look so hot right now.” He goes to kiss you again and you accept it but stop it when he tries to deepen it.

“Nope. I need my jumper. That’s what i came here for.” your arms are wrapped around his neck and the space between his eyebrows has a small dent in it. Like he’s frowning. “Where is it?”

He points behind him towards the ground, and makes his way over to it to pick it up. As you go to reach for it in his hands, he moves it, smirking. His pupils are massive right now; whether that’s the coke or you, you don’t know.

“How bad do you want it Ava?” you cross your arms as he’s smiling to himself. God he makes you angry. “Come on, try get it.. I bet you can’t. He keeps moving it every time you try to grab it.

“Fuck off Rafe, just give it to me. Everyone is waiting for me and they are gonna start worrying.” you tell him. He just raises his eyebrows at you.

“Trust me, no one has even noticed you’ve been gone long. Everyone’s fucked up right now. You’re the least of their worries.” He wraps the jumper around his neck now and you just stand there with your arms crossed again. “I’m gonna hold onto this for now. I’ll give it to you another time.” He’s still smirking but it’s a different kind of smirk.

“Okay whatever, asshole. I thought you wanted to make it up to me after being a dick? Instead you continue being a dick.” You roll your eyes, having enough of his bullshit. You start to walk away and he follows behind you, wrapping his arm around your neck as you walk. You feel him lean into your side “How does it feel to not get what you want?” he whispers as he takes his arm back and walks towards his friends. What an ass, you think to yourself before spotting JJ with Kie on his back as he’s jumping up and down. You’re horny and annoyed. but that’s lowkey your fault, you think.

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You’re feeling very drunk AND high right now. Your body feels like it’s swaying back and fourth as you listen to Kie next to you. She’s talking to some random guy about plastic in the ocean. The guy is looking at the fire that a lot of you are sat around. He doesn’t look like he’s listening but Kie doesn’t care.

“Right Ava, You know what I mean?” Kie says and faces you. You nod and smile at her and then at the boy who has decided to get up and leave. “I think i got through to him. He was cute. I can’t remember his name though…” Kie laughs to herself and you join in. JJ and Pope are dancing around the fire and John B is god knows where. Probably talking to some girl.

Looking around to see where John B is, your eyes spot Rafe. His arm is wrapped around a girl and he’s laughing. Topper, Kelce and Sarah are surrounding them, laughing too. Your eyes seem to stay fixed on Rafe and this girl who you know is named Bella. Of course it’s fucking bella, you think. Bella , the girl who fucked you over so many times. And Rafe knew this. As you think this, his eyes catch yours and one side of his lip slightly raises into a smirk. All because you didn’t let him fuck you behind the goddamn tree. You then notice she’s wearing YOUR jumper. “Fuck you.” you mouth towards him and he wraps himself tighter around her, grabbing her face and kissing her. His eyes on you the whole time, not breaking contact.

You go to stand when Kie bumps you with her shoulder, “Hey, you good Av? You seem pissed.” Laughing it off, you reply “Shit, yeah, I’m all good. Sorry i’m pretty fucked right now..” JJ cuts in “I think WEEE are all fucked right now.” He dances towards you and Kie. You laugh at his niche comment and you stand to dance with him, pulling Kie up with you. You look towards Rafe again, and he is still looking at you. You join Pope who’s dancing with some other girls and boys. Who fucking cares about those fucking cunts, you think as you dance; referring to Rafe and Bella.

You hear John B shout and all of a sudden he joins the dancing. He puts his arms around you and another girl called Shayla. Putting the vape in his mouth, he moves towards Shayla, indicating he wants to blow it into her mouth. She nods and brings his face closer and the smoke goes from one to the other. They start making out beside you.

“Kelce is not gonna be happy with Johnny over here.” JJ whispers to you and you laugh. Everyone is still dancing. It feels like you’re in a fever dream right now and with your high hitting even more, you want to make a bad decision.

Tom Browne is friends with Rafe and he’s stood in-front of you, dancing and looking at you. Two can play that game, you think to yourself before heading towards him. He smiles at you and you respond by putting your hands around his neck. He grabs your hips and pulls you closer. Ew ew ew. You go along with it and lift your face slightly but instead of looking at Tom, you look over his shoulder at Rafe, who is staring straight at you. His eyebrows are furrowed and his lips tilted slightly down. He looks pissed. As you make eye contact with him, in your peripheral , you spot Kelce and Topper heading straight towards the group your in.

Shit…

Tom goes in to kiss you but you turn around and look at JJ and Kie, trying to get them to notice Kelce and Topper. When you get Kie to notice, she goes to drag John B away but it’s too late.

“What the fuck, man? Fuck you!” Kelce shoves John B who holds his hands up smiling. JJ then gets involved shoving Kelce back. Men are such children, you think. “Kissing is a two way street, my dude.” JJ laughs, “And johnny boy over here was only one side of it.”

At this point, all of Topper and Kelce’s friends had come over to see what was going on, including Rafe who kept flicking his eyes between you and the commotion.

Tom had moved by Kelces side at this point and you were now next to Kie. Your body feels like it’s floating and time is jumping, because all of a sudden Kelce is on top of John B, punching him in the face while JJ is trying to grab him off. Topper then gets involved by shoving JJ to the floor.

“Get off of them!?” Kie shouts beside you, moving towards it, dragging you with her. You both try to get them off.

As you try to get Topper off JJ, he swings round and hits you straight in the nose in the heat of the moment.

“Fucking shit.” You step back, grabbing your nose. Everyone gasps. Blood is soaking through you hands. This is so embarrassing, you think as your eyes dart around seeing peoples faces. Rafe is moving towards you and you can’t help but let him help when he comes over. He looks at you and his eyes go soft, he grabs your hands to move them and examines the damage, “Keep your hands on your nose, i’ll sort it.” Rafe says to you before turning.

“What the fuck, Topper!?!” He grabs him and chucks him to the ground. “Sort your fucking shit out, you fucking idiot!?” Rafe looks COKED up and very angry. Kelce is now stood up. JJ and John B are getting helped up by some people, including Kie. And they make their way towards you.

Rafe has now grabbed Topper by the shirt and won’t let go. Sarah tries to get him off but his eyes are locked in on Topper. “Come on, man, we were just messing around. Right JJ?” Topper says with sarcasm and an awkward laugh. He’s scared shitless. And your nose is still bleeding. Kie is grabbing tissue for you.

“Oh right, okay. So messing around is punching Ava in the face? You fucking cunt.” Rafe clenches his fists tighter around Toppers collar. “Hey, Hey, i didn’t know i did that,” Topper looks at you and smiles, “I’m so Sorry Ava, I don’t usually punch sluts in the face.”

The gun you and your friends found earlier that day is in your bag which is resting on the side of your hip. You didn’t trust JJ with it so everyone decided that you take it instead. You know you shouldn’t carry around a gun but you forgot to take it out but Oh well.

Before anyone has the time to process what Topper said, Rafe punches him straight in the face and Topper immediately falls to the ground. His nose is immediately bleeding. You walk towards Rafe and Topper, pulling the gun out your bag. You crouch down beside Topper as Rafe stands beside you. You put the gun to his temple, hoping he feels the cold against his skin.

“What did you just fucking say?” You ask quietly. Topper mumbles his words. Everyone around you is still. Some of the kooks though are heading quickly in the other direction, trying not to get caught in the action. Kie, JJ, Pope and John B are behind you, in shock. Kie is saying something but you can’t hear it. You’re too focused on the gun that’s touching Toppers temple.

“i-i didn’t me- mean it. Av- Ava i’m sorry. Just put the gu- gun down, alright?” the gun is moving slightly from Toppers shaking. You can feel Rafe move closer to you. “If you ever say shit like that to me again Topper, i’ll pull the trigger next time.” You take the gun away and stand up. Rafe pulls you back into him. Kie, JJ, Pope and John B make their ways towards you saying “What the fuck, Ava!?” and “No one was supposed to know we had that!?”

You turn to rafe who’s smirking slightly. He has a dangerous look in his eyes. He bends down to whisper in your ear. “Atta’girl.” before he walks away.

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ALRIGHT DONE END OF STORY. if u want more let me know even though this was a load of shit. i was bored but now reading it back i’m cringing. oh well. don’t be too mean about it (i know it was cliche and cringe but isn’t that the whole point)

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The Less I Know The Better VIII (JJ Maybank x Reader x Rafe Cameron)

Warnings: eventual NON-CON, eventual DUB-CON, jealousy, voyeurism, self harm, manipulation, underage drinking, drug use, mild unhealthy relationship, eventual violence, one sided kiara x jj, non canon ages, pogue!reader, I believe this is what therapists call a breakthrough 

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summary:  When you start dating Rafe Cameron, no one is more surprised than you when your best friend JJ takes it really well. However, no one is more surprised than JJ when he’s forced to see his once frumpy BFF in an entirely new light, suddenly terrified of losing what he never knew he had to the person he hates most.

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“What the hell is wrong with you?”

JJ closed his eyes, swallowing down a sigh and any other nastiness that threatened to come up. Kie’s voice was soft, but no less disappointed. The rest of the Pogues were around the fire, and JJ should’ve known that his solitude on the steps wasn’t going to last for long. Especially with one look at Kiara’s face.

“Y/N told me everything you said…”

That didn’t surprise him.

“She called me as soon as Rafe was asleep. She was a mess…and she was hurt, so I’m asking you again. What’s your problem?”

“Rafe-.”

“I thought you loved her more than you hated him. Or was that a lie?”

“It’s not,” he snapped, finally looking up at her.

Kie was angry, that much was obvious, but there was something else in her gaze that he couldn’t place. Something that made him feel so…wrong.

“You’re being an asshole, you know that, right?” she threw at him, arms folded over her chest. “The other night was supposed to be great for her...and you ruined it.”

“You don’t think I know that?”

Now, JJ could feel himself getting angry. He had already beaten himself up enough for how he acted, and he didn’t need nor want to hear it from Kie too.

“…and for what? Because she had sex with her boyfriend, and had a little pregnancy scare?”

JJ felt his teeth grind together at the mention of what had started the fight in the first place. He didn’t miss Kie’s emphasis on the word ‘boyfriend’, and he stared her down from beneath his lashes. Kie’s gaze was almost challenging, an eyebrow raised at him.

“You don’t think I’ve been in that same position before? You don’t think Sarah has?”

JJ exhaled, fighting the urge to tell her he didn’t care about them like he cared about you. You were everything to him, and seeing you with Rafe was one thing, but knowing that you were having sex with the guy was something else entirely. It made his skin crawl, and JJ pressed his tongue to the inside of his cheek. When he’d saw that lace monstrosity in your luggage, he had thought… Well, he had hoped that it was just a thought, an intent.

He hadn’t realized that his worst fears had been confirmed on that trip.

“He’s not good enough for her,” he finally said.

Kie heaved a frustrated sigh.

“I agree, but let’s not pretend that this is all about Rafe.”

JJ frowned at that, narrowing his eyes at her. What?

“What? Of course, it’s about Rafe. Kook king, asshole, the guy I’ve fought on more than one occasion. Remember him? I don’t think any of that’s changed just because she’s fucking him, now,” JJ sneered.

Kie’s lips twitched, like she was fighting a smile, but it wasn’t a friendly one. It was tense, filled with bitterness, and the look she gave JJ was cold.

“So, it’s all about Rafe… You’d be fine if it was anyone but Rafe.”

“Anyone who’s not some asshole from Figure 8,” he corrected.

“So, a Pogue…nice, I guess…”

“Doesn’t discriminate. I don’t think that’s too hard to ask for,” he added.

“Someone who can really relate to her life, right?”

“Yeah.”

“…even better if he knew her her whole life. Someone who wouldn’t ‘change’ her…?”

JJ blinked at Kie, not liking the look on her face and the slight scoff she let out.

“Someone like you?”

JJ blinked again, this time his lips parting in the process. He blinked again, rearing back a bit before letting out a humorless chuckle.

“You’re not funny.”

“I’m not trying to be…”

He and Kie stared at each other for what felt like a long time, neither of them saying a word. Her brows were raised as she waited for him to say something. Only…JJ didn’t know what to say to that. Kie’s suggestion was crazy, and he laughed again, shaking his head. JJ was actually a little insulted that she thought that low of him, that she thought this was about anything other than his protectiveness over you.

“That’s not what this is about,” he quietly said, and now it was Kie’s turn to laugh.

It was so loud and sudden that it drew the attention of the others.

“Oh my God,” she cried, shaking her head. “It’s actually less funny now that I see how deep in denial you are.”

“Kie-.”

“You don’t even realize it,” she bitterly chuckled. “…and I don’t know what’s scarier.”

JJ was looking at her like she was crazy, but funnily enough, she was looking at him like he was the crazy one.

“The thought of you behaving like this with some kind of self-awareness…or the thought of you not.”

Again, he was at a loss for words, and her face suddenly fell. She looked serious, swiping her tongue along her lips as she stared him down.

“She’s really happy, JJ…”

He felt his heart sink at the seriousness in her tone.

“Do you get that?”

“I do-.”

“No, I don’t think you do,” she interrupted. “You’re not thinking about how great he makes her feel, or how much she likes being around him, or how happy she is.”

“I-.”

“You’re not thinking about any of that! You’re only thinking about the fact that you hate him, and he’s with her, and you hate her for it.”

“I don’t-.”

“Yes, you do,” she spat, and JJ was standing now, face tight as he stared at her. “You’re a shitty liar because it’s clear as day that part of you hates her for being with him.”

Her voice had attracted everyone’s attention, now, and Pope was nearing them.

“You hate her for liking Rafe. You hate her for enjoying his money, for being around his friends, and for willingly being a part of a lifestyle you’ve talked shit about your whole life.”

Pope was reaching for Kie’s arm, but she brushed him off, dark eyes focused on JJ.

“She’s your best friend, and part of you hates her…because you don’t think she chose the right guy.”

JJ swallowed, staring after Kie long after she’d walked away. Pope had sent him an apologetic look, but JJ had ignored it. His throat felt tight, chest even tighter, and they all opted to keep quiet when he left. He was so deep in thought that he swore he almost crashed his bike twice on the way to your house.

Kie wasn’t completely wrong.

He didn’t want to say it, let alone think it, but part of him did hate you. He’d been telling himself that Rafe was just that good, that he’d swindled his way into your heart. He was confident that you would realize Rafe hadn’t changed, at all, that you would see him exactly for who he was… But the truth was that you already knew who Rafe was, and you chose to see the good in him instead.

You weren’t some innocent and brainless little girl who got tricked into a relationship with the asshole next door. You chose Rafe. You looked him in the face, and chose him, and it tore JJ up inside. It made his whole body hurt…but mostly his heart. He was running his hands through his hair when you answered the door, eyes wide at the sight of him.

“I’m sorry,” he breathed.

He watched the way your face fell, hurt flashing across your features, and he knew that he’d done that.

“I know. You…wrote that.”

“…but I wanted to tell you to your face.”

You took a deep breath, and JJ’s gaze was drawn to the movement, blue eyes watching the way your chest rose and fell. His gaze skimmed along the top of your shirt, lingering, and he blinked, lips parting as he lifted his gaze.

“You called me a Figure 8 slut,” you continued when he opened his mouth. “Compared me to one, whatever. Same difference, I guess. It hurt the same.”

JJ’s gaze found his feet, kicking at the dirt, and he sniffed. He could feel himself getting emotional, right now, and he didn’t know why. He hadn’t been right since you told him you and Rafe were dating, but he swore he’d been on the verge of passing out since he found that empty box in your trash can. Even now, the thought of that night made him nauseous.

It was hard to describe how he felt when he recognized what it was. It’d felt like he’d been outside of his body as he watched himself reach down and grab it. He couldn’t tell you how long he’d been staring at it when you finally came in the bathroom. It had taken everything in him to even move, let alone speak.

All he kept picturing was you…and Rafe.

The box had confirmed his fear, and images of you and Rafe were taunting him. You and Rafe in a hotel, in his truck, in his room—in your room. He kept thinking about Rafe touching you, dragging his lips over your body, defiling you. It was ass backwards, he knew that. It was archaic and stupid, and he had no right, but the thought of Rafe inside of you had made him see red.

You treating it like it was no big deal had only made him angrier. He was so angry, that in that moment, JJ was confident he could’ve killed Rafe. He’d always thought he wanted to kill him before, but never like that. JJ had never had that burning almost paralyzing desire to put a bullet in his face, to make him swallow his teeth, to run him down like a dog in the street.

He wanted Rafe away from you.

“I’m sorry,” JJ choked out, blinking and realizing that his vision had gone blurry.

He sniffed again, still staring at his feet, blond strands hanging into his face.

“I don’t…I don’t think he’s good for you,” he forced out.

His voice was low, but you heard him all the same.

“That’s not your choice to make,” you whispered.

JJ looked up, eyes finding the arch of the doorway as he took a deep breath. His hands were shoved into his pockets, and Kie’s words were loud in his head.

“When I told you about us, you told me that you loved me more than you hated him.”

“I-.”

“That’s what you told me, and I thought you meant that.”

“I do!”

JJ could feel that desperation creeping up, fingers trembling and eyes widening. He felt like your friendship was at a tipping point, that it could go either way, and it was all his fault. He felt desperate to save it, to keep it, to keep you around. To keep you.

He stumbled inside, and you took a step back.

JJ was taking deep breaths, shoulders heaving and heart racing. He felt panicked, feeling like everything was out of control, and normally he liked that, but in this moment…he felt like he might die. You were looking at him like you were sad and disappointed and confused all in one. He had done that, and JJ hated himself for it.

He pulled you into a hug before you could protest, arms right around you.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he tearfully mumbled, repeating it over and over again. “I’m so sorry.”

He didn’t even notice when you hugged him back, too caught up in making sure you knew how sorry he was. He kept blinking tears away, squeezing you tight as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. You were shushing him, trying to calm him down, but he couldn't stop shaking. The thought of losing you made his knees weak.

“JJ, it’s okay.”

It wasn’t. You were saying that because you were good, and it was okay to you, now, but it wasn’t. He knew that if he didn’t get it together, he would lose you, and that made him hold you tighter. It made him squeeze his eyes shut…and it made him brush his lips over the skin of your neck.

“You don’t think Kie’s right…do you?”

Pope didn’t answer right away, a slight frown on his face when JJ rolled his head towards him. They were both on the dock, drinking way more than they should. JJ could tell by the look on his face what Pope was going to say.

“Don’t pretend like you didn’t hear every word she said. You think she’s right?”

Pope let out a breath, looking away for a bit.

“I just think it’s weird for you,” he finally answered. “You’ve always been protective of Y/N, and this whole thing with Rafe…”

Pope shrugged.

“I sort of knew it would get worse before it got better.”

“So…you don’t think I have ulterior motives or whatever? Even without realizing it?”

The other guy’s head shook immediately, a scoff leaving him.

“You? Y/N? Nah,” he drawled. “You’ve never looked at her that way. I had to point it out to you that she’s a pretty girl, which is a little ridiculous if you ask me.”

JJ agreed.

He found that ridiculous, now, too…because you were beautiful. He felt a little silly for not seeing it before, but lately it was all he seemed to notice. The way the sun glinted off of your hair, the way your eyes would sparkle when you laughed, or how perfect your lips looked that night before Midsummers. As angry as he’d been, it wasn’t enough to make him forget how blown away he’d been when you opened the door.

That pink had looked great on you, and in that moment, you looked like his best friend instead of Rafe’s girlfriend. Where he normally would’ve cracked some joke, he’d only had the mind to tell you how beautiful you looked, tempted to reach out and touch you. You hadn’t even realized, turning away and talking to him like you weren’t a vision.

A vision that Rafe didn’t deserve.

JJ suddenly shook his head, feeling like the alcohol was getting to him.

“He’s just not good enough for her, you know?”

“Yeah,” Pope sighed. “We all know. Even Rafe knows, but…that’s up to her. You have to respect that.”

JJ’s jaw clenched, loathed to admit that Pope was right.

“You think they’ll break up?” he suddenly wondered, thinking out loud. “…because if they don’t…then…”

He couldn’t say it, didn’t even want to think it. If there ever came a time where you walked down the aisle with Rafe, JJ was positive that’d kill himself. It was either that or break up.

“They haven’t even been going out for half a year,” Pope assured him. “It’s a little too early to start wondering if they’ll get married. Bring it up again in two years if they’re still together.”

JJ nodded at that, a sour taste in his mouth at the thought of you and Rafe still together two years from now. He and Pope laid on the dock for what felt like hours, talking about any and everything, the conversation coming back to some girl Pope liked while JJ’s thoughts kept going back to you. He wondered what you were doing, and as if reading his mind, Pope mentioned something about you hanging out with Rafe tonight in passing.

“I gotta go.”

The words were out of JJ’s mouth before he could process them, and if Pope thought it was odd, he didn’t say anything. JJ was too drunk to think straight, unsure of what his goal even was, only knowing that he wanted to see you. He didn’t care if Rafe was there or not. You were his friend before you were Rafe’s girlfriend.

He could feel his blood bubbling at the thought of the other guy in your life, alcohol threatening to climb out of his throat. He wondered what you two were doing, if you were alone, and JJ could feel his hand reaching for the pocket knife in his jeans. It was sick, he knew that, his thoughts verging on concerning, but that didn’t stop himself from acting on them.

By the time he made it to your door, ignoring Rafe’s truck in your yard, he was sliding the knife back into his pocket. It took you a while to answer, and he couldn’t stop his heart from clenching at the thought of why it took you so long. When you swung the door open, you were surprised to see him, a tiny smile on your lips that quickly dropped.

“JJ,” you breathed, reaching for him.

He winced when your fingers brushed along the cut on his cheek, horrified eyes falling to the blood that had seeped through his shirt. You pulled him inside, breath shaky, and it was hard to ignore Rafe’s presence in the kitchen. The other blond was staring at him, JJ staring back as you fretted over him.

“Rafe, can you please get my first aid kit out of my bathroom?”

Your tone was thick with emotion, and Rafe stared at him for a few more moments before his gaze landed on you.

“Of course, babe.”

You forced JJ to sit down while Rafe disappeared, and you frantically blinked, trying to keep your tears at bay.

“What did-?”

“It’s nothing,” he hurried to say, throwing you a tense smile. “Nothing I haven’t dealt with before.”

You tilted your head at him, eyes sad before gently pushing his shirt up. JJ hissed, throwing his head back as you gasped, fingers hovering over the nasty cut along his abdomen. It burned like hell, but it was worth having you near, smelling you and hearing you worry over him. As you inspected the cut, he straightened, unable to take his eyes off of you.

The concern on your face made his shoulders ease, and JJ swallowed, drinking you in. With your gaze focused on wiping off the blood, JJ couldn’t stop himself from reaching up. His fingers grazed your hair, and his lips parted, softly exhaling as he studied the sight of it against his skin. He’d almost forgotten about Rafe entirely…until he looked up.

Your boyfriend was at the start of the hallway, just behind you and carrying the first aid kit. Only, his blue eyes weren’t on you. They were on JJ, narrowed and unreadable as he stared at him. JJ watched the way Rafe’s jaw clenched, and JJ licked his lips, slowly dropping his hand and leaning back.

“Thank you,” you said in relief, taking the kit from Rafe as he came near.

JJ could feel Rafe’s eyes on him, but he didn’t look up. He didn’t care about your boyfriend, too focused on the way you were patching him up. Your fingers were cool against his skin, brushing over him and making his stomach clench. His fingers tingled, and he thought to himself how much he wanted to touch you again.

His heart soared when you told Rafe he would be sleeping on the couch…and his lips twitched when Rafe pulled you down the hall.

“Rafe, you don’t understand, okay?” your voice carried even though you were trying to whisper. “Things at home aren’t good for him. It’s-it’s really bad.”

He didn’t hear Rafe’s response, but he heard you sigh.

“You saw him,” he heard you cry. “I can’t let him go back there.”

The rest of the conversation was hushed, but JJ didn’t care.

There was some part of him that realized how sick his actions were. It was a new low he didn’t even think was possible for himself, but the part that just wanted to be here with you outweighed it. JJ just wanted to see you and have you worry over him like you always did, and Rafe’s presence wasn’t going to stop that.

“Is Rafe mad?” he wondered when you brought him another pillow.

Your smile was comforting, but he saw right through it.

“No,” you lied with a shake of your head. “He’s just a little frustrated.”

“I’m sorry.”

He wasn’t, and you shrugged.

“He knows that I’m not just going to let you go back there,” you told him. “It’ll be fine.”

When you made to move away, he reached for you, hand on your wrist. Your gaze was inquiring as you looked at him, and JJ swiped his tongue along his lips. He swallowed, tracing his thumb along your skin.

“I’m going to be better,” he told you. “I promise.”

Your smile widened at that, his words genuinely lifting your mood. You thanked him, and when you wished him a goodnight, JJ almost didn’t let go.

It was in the early hours of the morning when he heard it.

It was faint, so faint he’d almost missed it, but the voice belonged to you, and that made his ears perk up. Your parents had the kind of jobs where they were either out late or out early, sometimes both. The rest of the house was quiet, early rays of sunlight poking through curtains and windows. When he sat up, JJ winced, almost regretting his drunken impulsive actions last night.

He’d almost thought he imagined it…then he heard it again.

You, out of breath…and moaning.

JJ’s feet had a mind of their own as they carried him down the hall. The closer he got to your room, the clearer the noises became. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears, out of breath as it raced in his chest. He kept telling himself to walk away, leave, but he didn’t think he could even if he wanted to.

Your door wasn’t closed all the way, and JJ took that as a sign.

His first reaction was anger, a rage filling him that he’d never felt before. Rafe was on top of you, too preoccupied to notice JJ standing in the crack of the doorway, peering in. The other blond was pressing kisses to your throat, just as naked as you were and lost in the feel of pushing himself into you again and again.

JJ wanted to pull him off of you, maybe even punch him in the face…then his gaze fell to you.

…and all of his anger was gone.

All of his breath left him, heart skipping a beat and mouth falling open at the sight of you beneath Rafe. Your head was thrown back, eyes rolling towards the ceiling while you wrapped your arms around him. You looked so desperate, so shameless as you grabbed at him and did everything you could to pull yourself closer.

Your legs were wrapped around his waist, hips lifting to meet his thrust for thrust. The sounds that left you made JJ swallow, his skin heating up and pants tightening. Your skin was dewy with sweat, voice choked and strained while Rafe fucked you. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, obsessed with the way you looked as you begged Rafe to make you come.

JJ knew it was wrong. He shouldn’t be here, standing here and watching something so private, but he couldn’t leave. He was rooted in place by the sound of your moans, and the sight of your bare legs pulling him closer. You looked nothing like yourself…and everything like he knew you to be all at once.

You giggled the same way you did when Pope told a joke. You smiled in that soft way you always did when you thanked Kie for something. That desperation in you was the same desperation he’d always see whenever you were determined to snake a wave from John B. The excitement on your face was reminiscent of how excited you’d be to hang out with JJ.

…but there was something else in you that shocked him completely.

The way you dragged your nails over Rafe’s skin, leaving red marks in some places. The seductive laugh that left you when Rafe hissed, pressing your teeth into your lip. You were begging him to fuck you harder, to make you come.

“Baby, please,” you sighed into his mouth, gasping when he snapped his hips against yours.

JJ didn’t quite know what he was feeling in that moment.

He was angry at Rafe for doing what boyfriends do, for doing what he’d done so many times, just wishing that it wasn’t with you. He was entranced, completely lost in the sight of what you looked like in a setting he’d never taken the time to imagine you in before. He was hot, overwhelmingly hot and turned on and the hardest he’d ever been in his life. It was hard to separate all of his feelings as he watched you and Rafe in your bedroom, but one stood out above the rest.

You were kissing Rafe and opening your legs for him and moaning for him…and JJ wished that it were him instead.

[demonicbaby666]

Hi I love your blog :)) could you possibly write about JJ and bau reader being in a secret relationship and everyone on the team finds out and maybe add some smut into it if you can? If it’s not something you’re into then that’s okay, thank you!! :)

They Don’t Know

one shot | Criminal Minds Masterlist | Masterlists

gif credit: @sapphicprentiss

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: JJ x fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff and smut

Words: 3k+

Warnings: Fingering (r! receiving) 

A/n: I lack the effort to proofread so I do apologise. Also I’m not in love with this cause it’s not as family vibes as I wanted it to be but I tried to add smut so…

When you and JJ exited the elevator to the sixth-floor things seemed quiet, given you were early it made sense. Both of you planned to work the previous evening but got far too distracted with other extracurricular activities, so the two of you agreed it was best to get a head start that morning. When you sat down at your desk JJ lowered her head, so it was level with yours, she quickly looked around and lowered a sweet kiss onto your lips. Adrenalin coursed through your veins; public displays of affection were always risky, but you couldn’t help giving in to the kiss. 

It was brief and you missed her lips as soon as they left yours but left behind was a shy smile as you triple-checked no one had seen. Things were so easy with JJ, so natural and there was no doubt in your mind she felt the same, mainly because she would repeatedly tell you. With the nature of your jobs and the pressure it brought you both made a conscious decision to keep it the relationship a secret. 

Yes, they were profilers and were bound to work things out, it was inevitable. But it didn’t take away from the fact this was how you both wanted things to be, plus it was quite fun keeping it secret and when you realised the team truly had no idea what was happening between the two of you, it only incentivised you further. 

On one case you, JJ, and Reid had been told to check out a crime scene and the drive over had been filled with an inappropriate amount of touching as Reid sat in the back oblivious. JJ unsuspectingly kept her eyes on the road as she pretended her sole intention was on driving and discussing the case with Reid - who had his head buried in a case file - but her hand that moved higher and higher on your thigh told you otherwise. 

That night in the hotel you made sure she learned her lesson as you pushed her through orgasm after orgasm, letting her know if she made a peep of noise the whole team would learn the true nature of their relationship. The next day she’d barely been able to walk, and it took all your willpower not to laugh when you noticed the little waddle to her step. The team mentioned it but she’d said she just slept funny, accusing you of hogging the bed. 

After JJ made her way back to her desk that morning you couldn’t wipe off the schoolgirl grin that was plastered on your face. It was only when Morgan walked over an hour later did you realise your cheek muscles were beginning to ache. 

“What the hell has you smiling so much?” he curiously asked. “I know it’s not paperwork.”

You held back from looking at JJ, who was getting up to grab some coffee. From the corner of your eyes, you could see her walking over, you both had picked up a subconscious habit of keeping each other caffeinated. It was the small things that JJ did that always warmed your heart, she was a natural caretaker and never shied away from it. After years of this job, she’d somehow managed to never lose that spark, that hope, JJ refused to let anything pull her down. It was captivating being with someone who was both so headstrong and kind-hearted. 

“I was thinking about what I had for breakfast.” You said, swiveling your chair around to look up at Morgan challengingly. He always knew when you were lying, but you weren’t exactly lying, breakfast had been divine, it was just that that morning breakfast was served in bed, accompanied by delicious moans bouncing off the walls. 

JJ had reached you and Morgan before giving you a curious look, “What’s going on here?” 

“Well, y/n over here hasn’t stopped smiling for the last hour and refuses to tell me why,” Morgan said watching as you fidgeted a little in your chair. “Would you happen to have any ideas?” 

A devilish smirk grew on JJ’s lips, obviously revelling in just how oblivious he clearly was, “Maybe it’s a guy?” she teased with a wink, that only you saw. 

“Apparently it was breakfast,” as the words fell from Morgan’s lips JJ bit down on her bottom lip holding back a laugh. “Whatever it is, I’m going to find out.” 

It was taking all your willpower not to burst out laughing, “As much as I love my personal life being investigated, it looks like we may have an actual case.” Morgan and JJ looked in the direction you nodded to, Garcia was leaving Hotch’s office and heading towards the briefing room. 

You watched as Morgan began walking to Garcia then turned back to JJ. Just as you opened your mouth to say something she turned your chair back around, so you were facing the computer, leaving you very confused. You tensed when you felt her hot breath on your neck, she pretended to point to something on the screen, “Breakfast was that good?” she husked into your ears sending chills down your spine and you had to squeeze your thighs together to stop the arousal from growing. 

“You need to move away from me right now before I lose all my composure and fuck you on this desk in front of everyone.” Having her so close to you was driving you crazy, her breath continued to tickle your ear. JJ clearly wasn’t taking your threat very seriously as she chuckled directly into your ear. “I swear to god JJ. Back. up.” This time there was more bite to your tone and she finally understood she was pushing buttons in you that would have severe consequences. 

She stood up and leaned back on the divider, sighing softly, “You’re no fun.” 

You finally turned your chair back around and met her gaze, giving her an unassumed expression. It was pointless because, within a few seconds, you both were laughing. She went to refill up your mugs with coffee before meeting you back in the briefing room, where the team was all sat down. 

Morgan clued Emily in on his suspicions and by the time JJ walked in you were drowning in a sea of questions, you were in the hot seat as the rest of the team started joining in. Thankfully with JJ sat down Garcia began going over the case, there wasn’t a lot of time for more questions as Hotch told the team to make their way to the jet. 

Within twenty minutes of being on the jet, the interrogations began again. You were sat next to Emily with Morgan and Rossi sat across from the two of you. JJ and Hotch were sat on the other side of the jet, both on their phones, whilst Reid was sat reading on the couch. 

“She’s not going to tell you.” Emily quipped. “She’s too stubborn for that.” 

“Come on, you can tell me,” Morgan begged. “How is he in the sheets?” 

You gave him a stern look causing him to throw both his hands in the air. It was funny how everyone assumed it was a man you were with, you weren’t exactly a private person, but the subject of your sexuality just hadn’t seemed to come up, so you let it be. 

“Now let’s drop the subject.” You huffed averting your eyes to look out the jet, finding the clouds suddenly very interesting. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Morgan and Rossi smirk at each other. You felt someone looking at you, assuming it was Emily you kept your line of sight out the window, missing the set of green eyes locked onto you and the chocolate brown ones that caught JJ in the act. 

Your phone dinged and when you looked down to see who’d texted you had to control your facial expressions, amusement dangerously surfacing. 

[JJ- You’re pretty cute when you’re angry.]

[Y/n- I hate you.]

[JJ- Meanie!]

No longer able to hide your flushed cheeks and smile you ducked your head into your hands, ignoring the curious look Morgan, Rossi, and Emily were all giving you.

When you landed Hotch told you and JJ to head to the medical examiner’s office, the rest of the team split up and you all made your way to SUVs. Just as you reached for the door handle you felt a pair of hands on your waist turning you around and pushing you back against the side of the car. You let out a small yelp but were silenced by all too familiar soft lips crashing down on yours. 

The kiss was needy at first but eventually, it slowed, and you enjoyed the steady movement of JJ’s lips encapsulating your own. After a solid minute she pulled back to catch her breath, “I’ve been waiting to do that since this morning.” 

The feeling of someone constantly wanting you was something you would never tire of. You felt like JJ’s personal drug that she could never get enough and damn did it feel good. It had only been a couple of hours since you’d last kissed and you relished the feeling of knowing she already missed your lips on hers. 

“We can continue this later but for now I would prefer if she didn’t get caught.” You said placing your hands on JJ’s shoulders, the team were only around the corner, and as tempting as it was to make out with your girlfriend pressing you against the car, it was far too risky. You pecked her lips lightly and delicately pushed her away. “Let’s get moving.” 

You made it successfully to the M.E’s office and back to the station, which was surprising considering JJ didn’t want to keep her hands off you. If you hadn’t stopped her wandering hands, she would have happily fucked you in the front seat. As her hands crept higher and higher up your thigh, your preference for not getting into a car crash won over the heat growing between your legs. 

The moment you got into the station you relayed what you’d discovered to the team. It wasn’t long before JJ practically dragged you to the bathroom, seemingly too worked up to wait any longer. The moment you both stepped over the threshold, the door was slammed shut and locked. You opened your mouth to protest but you were silenced as JJ pushed you hard against the wall and placed her tongue into your mouth. 

A small moan tumbled from you into JJ’s mouth, causing the blonde to groan, your pleasure travelling straight to her core. Unable to control herself, her hands aimlessly travelled all over your body finally settling on your breasts, squeezing them tenderly. 

Within a single minute, JJ had one hand under your top, the other was making its way into your underwear whilst her mouth ferociously attacked your neck. You let her have you whole, taking whatever she needed, it was becoming abundantly clear that now was not the time for tender lovemaking, JJ wanted to fuck you, hard. 

Without any warning, she slipped two fingers inside you, and you had to bite back a whimper. She moaned into your neck, infatuated with how tight you were around her fingers. Hands flew to blonde locks as she picked up her pace and your mouth parted trying to control your rapid breathing. 

“Can you take one more?” She husked into your neck, and you frantically nodded. 

Almost immediately JJ placed a third finger in you, she filled you completely and all you wanted to do was scream out in sheer ecstasy as she kept pumping in and out of you. She took an erect nipple between her fingers, pinching and flicking it repeatedly. 

Your breathing was getting away from you, moans were escaping more often than not, and it was nearing impossible to contain them. When the palm of JJ’s hand brushed your clit, you lost all control, a painstakingly loud moan escaped your mouth causing you to bring your hand to your mouth to muffle it.

JJ removed her hand from your breast and ripped your hand away from your mouth, replacing it with her lips. Her tongue began battling with yours, too preoccupied with the continuous crescendo of pleasure circulating your body, you willingly submitted your control to JJ. You began to grind down on JJ’s persistent fingers knowing your release was going to wash over you any second. Her palm was perfectly placed as it continuously rubbed against your little bundle of nerves. 

When JJ curled her fingers your stomach muscles tightened and your hips bucked forward, but she fought against your body, managing to keep her hand perfectly placed, she used her free hand to keep your hips still. 

“Are you going to cum for me baby?” her seductive words vibrated against your lips and when she bit down on your bottom lip you lost all your composure. 

“Yes, yes, JJ, I’m going to-” Your legs convulsed, and you were quickly coming undone, thankfully JJ once again covered your mouth with her own and swallowed every delicious moan and whimper that escaped your swollen lips. You tried to keep up with the kiss but gave up quickly and focussed on the waves of pleasure that were cascading over each and every nerve in you. 

You felt JJ more than ever as you tightened around her fingers, her palm was now pushed up against your sensitive clit and with one final pump, you cried out as you came all over her fingers. 

The kiss continued, this time it was more tender and loving, and you found yourself pouring all your appreciation into it. You felt so much emotion in the kiss, every kiss was different with JJ, some were lustful, some were needy, some were filled with unconditional love, and some with all three. This was one of those kisses. It was all the aftercare you needed in just one kiss. 

When JJ pulled her fingers out of you, you had to break away for a second to sharply inhale, but quickly enough, you were in the midst of another sensual kiss. 

You flipped the two of you around, so JJ was wedged between the wall and your flushed body. She groaned as you peppered kisses along her jawline, working your way to her neck. It wasn’t a lust-filled groan, it was one filled with frustration and when you looked up to her with a confused, she gave you a sympathetic look. 

“We don’t have time babe.” She said with a pout. As if on cue a knock came from the other side of the door and both of you looked at each other in horror. “Oh fuck.” She mumbled before helping you fix your shirt and look a little more presentable.

When you opened the door and stepped out you knew you were fucked by the look on Emily’s face. 

“I knew something was going on between you two,” Emily said clearly very amused with what she’d just heard, she sported the smuggest smile you’d ever seen. 

“It’s not what it looks like,” JJ said confidently, but you knew her well enough to hear the slight waver in her voice, probably unsure of how to salvage this situation. 

“You are aware I have ears.” Emily raised her eyebrow, her smirk never faltering “So you two weren’t just banging in there?”

“It’s exactly what it sounded like,” you said defeatedly throwing your head against the wall, “look, we just didn’t want the team knowing.” 

“Knowing what?” Reid asked emerging from behind Emily, the rest of the team closely followed behind him causing you and JJ to groan in unison. Now you were really fucked. 

“That you owe me twenty dollars,” Emily said.  

“No way!” Reid gasped looking between you and JJ, rendering both of you confused. That was until JJ huffed from next to you, she’s clearly clocked onto what Emily had meant. You looked to her for an explanation.

“She knew.” JJ said running a hand through her hair, “How long?”  

Emily smiled triumphantly as Reid handed her a crisp twenty-dollar bill from his wallet. When the rest of the team reached into their pockets you gawked at all of them, your jaw slowly dropping open as you registered what was going on.

“I had a hunch a couple of weeks ago, but no one else believed me.” Emily was more than ecstatic as she received bills from the whole team, clearly proud of her profiling skills, “ You guys and your eye contact I swear.” 

Morgan smirks at JJ, “So you were breakfast huh?” 

JJ’s cheeks reddened and she lowered her head before awkwardly laughing. 

Rossi interjected sensing the embarrassment radiating off you both. “How about we celebrate the happy couple at mine this weekend?” He said with a smile.

You laced your hand around JJ’s waist, and a surge of happiness and relief washed over you knowing you could now openly do this in front of the people you held so close to your heart. JJ seemed to internally be feeling the same as you felt her whole body relax. You looked at her and you both shared a brief smile before turning to Rossi and nodding. 

You looked at everyone’s faces and couldn’t help but feel a warmth radiate in your chest, they all looked so happy, a little shocked but happy nonetheless. Your eyes settled on Hotch; it was his approval you sought out the most, though you didn’t often like to admit it. 

“I’m glad you’re happy,” he candidly smiled, before his face contorted and he grimaced “but when we’re back, you two have a lot of paperwork to fill out.”

“Oooo, fun.” Emily teased earning a wack to the arm from JJ. 

When you looked back at the woman in your arms your grin only grew and, in that moment, you truly knew what it was to be happy. 

“There’s that breakfast smile again!” Morgan joked, when everyone shot him a look he slowly backed away, “I ruined the moment did I?”

The team replied with laughter.

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Lay A Claim

Warnings: unprotected public sex, jealousy, FWB

I stiffen when an arm drapes over my shoulder and I inhale an incredibly familiar and intoxicating scent mixed with his warm cologne. The guy I’m talking to narrows his eyes at JJ and I fight back a grimace. What the hell was he doing?

“Sorry man, we’re fucking so beat it.” JJ cocks his head to the side in challenge and my eyes bug out.

“What the fuck!?” I hiss, pushing at his side but he doesn’t release me or look away from the other guy.

“She didn’t say she was spoken for.” He finally says, jaw clenched and not backing down. This was going to get so much worse. JJ was nice until he wasn’t.

“I don’t care. I don’t share. Find someone else.” JJ is tense as he tightens his arm around my shoulders and pulls me into his side. I dig my nails into his ribs but he doesn’t even budge.

“Knock it off, you caveman. We aren’t exclusive.” I growl softly but he only smirks. Clearly he was in the mood for a fight because if he didn’t get it from my date then he’d get it from me.

“I don’t think she wants you, dude.” My date says confidently. God, he was making this worse. JJ chuckles but not because anything is funny.

“The claw marks on my back say otherwise, dude.” JJ bites out.

“Goddamnit, JJ.” I shove at him, embarrassed now that this is happening.

“There’s also a hickie on her neck that she’s covered with makeup. That’s also from me.” A smug grin stretches across his perfect face as he stares back at my date. My date turns with a shake of his head and walks away without another word.

“You son of a bitch.” I try to squirm out of his hold but he doesn’t release me, only tightening his arms and pulling me into his chest. God he smells good.

“I lied. I don’t want to see other people. You’re only going to see me and fuck me.” The wind rushes from my lungs as I stare back up at him. I don’t get to argue before he’s crashing his lips to mine in a toe curling kiss. I can’t stop the moan that comes out. He’s cupping my face and our bodies are pressed so tightly together I can feel his heart racing. My knees almost buckle when his tongue slips into my mouth.

“Guys! Get a room!” Someone yells just as I start to sink further into him. I quickly withdraw as my brain curses at my needy pussy. I shove him in the chest with a snarl and stomp off towards the exit. I manage to dodge other lingering bodies and slip out the side exit and race towards my car, my heart in my throat.

Why did he do that? He didn’t want me like that. We agreed on that from the beginning. This was strictly sex. No strings. No emotions. Just two people scratching an itch.

It takes me all of two seconds to realize he’s got me blocked in with his truck and I grind my teeth, debating slashing his tires.

My arm is caught from behind and I sigh, knowing I’m caught. But I’m a fighter.

I turn and my hand is caught mid swing before he backs me against the side of his truck and out of plain sight.

His hat is flipped backwards, blonde strands hanging in his piercing eyes as he glares at me with raw need. Like he needed a fix and I was it. My wrist burns from the heat of his hold on me. My breasts are smashed against his chest and I can feel that massive hard on he’s got. I couldn’t catch my breath.

“Don’t leave mad.” JJ rasps, licking his lips.

“You embarrassed me.” I hiss and he nibbles his bottom lip, barely able to hold himself back.

“I can fuck you against his car. I know which one is his. Which would you rather?” JJ murmurs, letting his eyes roam down my body. My short shorts hug my ass so well they’re practically painted on and my crop top shows off my summer tan with a tiny bit of under boob. It was the perfect ‘fuck me’ outfit.

“He already fucked me in it.” I lie, wanting to piss him off even more.

“He must not have done a good job. You’re still able to walk just fine.” I roll my eyes, the sexual tension so thick between us you could cut it with a knife. I jump when his hands comes up to rest just below my ribs, goosebumps scattering across my skin. His hands were so warm. His touch made me dumb.

“Did you make him wear a condom? You know no one else gets to feel your pussy bare but me.” JJ growls, ducking his head into my neck and placing a wet kiss. I shudder.

“Why do you think I’m not wearing any panties?” I whisper into his ear. I feel him tense and his fingers dig into my waist. I bite back a smile.

“That better not be true.” JJ snarls, jerking my head to the side and silencing me with a hard kiss. My hands find the button of his jeans before I can stop myself.

“Find out for yourself.” I purr, licking his bottom lip as I lower his zipper. His hands slide up under my top to find me braless, pasties on my nipples.

“Goddamn girl.” JJ rasps, squeezing my breasts hard as I slip my hand inside his boxers and stroke him between kisses.

“You better fucking have panties on.” JJ nips my bottom lip before pushing me away and spinning me around. His hands slide down and undo my shorts, eagerly shoving his fingers inside. I bite back a grin when his chest rumbles angrily at finding me bare. The inside of my shorts are soaked as he cups my pussy, spreading me with his fingers as he palms my breast. I love when he’s angry.

I groan loudly when two thick fingers work their way inside me, already having me close to the edge. His hand leaves my breast to cover my mouth, his breathing heavy in my ear as he finger fucks me. I feel lightheaded and high on lust. I needed to cum so bad.

“Come on. Let me have it.” JJ rasps into my ear, kicking my legs wider apart and adding a third finger. My eyes roll back as my body quivers with my release.

“That’s it. Good girl. Just like that. Just — like — that.” I sink further against his chest, my head falling back against his shoulder as he brings me through my high. I’d made a mess and my fire was far from put out despite how breathless I am.

I moan his name as he withdraws his fingers and slips my shorts down just above my knees, holding my legs together.

“I’m not done with you yet.” A slap lands hard across my ass cheek before he pulls my hips back, running his thick cock through my slit.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.” JJ’s voice is low and sexy, fueling me further.

“Please.” I whimper, rocking back against him as he teases me.

“Please what?”

“P-please don’t stop. Put it in.” I rasp. I feel him at my entrance then he’s forcing himself in regardless how wet I already am. We both groan, our bodies tense as we engulf each other.

“JJ, oh fuck, JJ.” I cry as he starts to fuck me hard, pulling me back into every thrust.

“Shhhhh. You trying to get us caught?” JJ whispers, his hand going back over my mouth. I moan incoherently behind his hand as the wave comes crashing down again, forcing me to see stars.

“That’s my girl.” His words having me clenching harder as another orgasm creeps up. The slapping sound of our skin growing more and more erratic as he pounds into me. I felt like I could scream and cry at the same time

“You know no one will ever satisfy you like I do.” His hood tightens and I knew he’s about to cum. The thought has me teetering on the ledge again. I loved the thought of him marking me as his. Even if I didn’t want to be.

One hand flies back and my nails bite into his thigh as I start to lift up on my toes.

“I meant what I said. I don’t share. I won’t.” He angles his hips, hitting upwards and that’s all it takes. The domino effect takes hold as we both cum, breathing and moaning hard as our bodies tremble. I feel a gush of warmth between my thighs as he paints my insides white and it drips back out, marking me as his.

[lillysdreaminnn]

Labyrinth.

Labyrinth; chapter I

Word count; 2.4k

Chapter summary; Ivy's first case with the BAU yay :)

Warnings; mentions of sexual assault, death, case description (so that comes w the whole package deal of disgusting details :)), Ivy's siblings being little shits, takes place in s4e2 :), not proofread 🧘🏻‍♀️

Ivy arrived home at twelve thirty, opening the door to her empty apartment.

She walked inside, locking her door behind her, and took off her heels and blazer, looking forward to a nice bath.

Taking off her holster and gun, placing them on her dinner table, Ivy made her way through her apartment towards her bedroom, seeking the comfort of her pyjamas. She tiredly opened her door and her sisters jumped up, making Ivy shreek and shut the door.

"Are you stupid?" April called out as she laughed, doubling over along with Violet, as Ivy sighed and rubbed her temples. "Me?! You're the one who scared an FBI agent! I could've pulled my gun out, April." Ivy sighed again, looking at her sister worridly.

"I'm sorry, honey, but you have to admit it was funny." Violet laughed, making Ivy smile as well as she nodded, agreeing with her older sister. "Yeah, okay it was. But don't do it again!" Ivy laughed with her sisters, walking to he closet.

"So how was your first day, sweets?" Violet asked, as the two sisters sat on Ivy's queen sized bed. "Pretty tame. I saw JJ, I met a shit ton of new people whose names I don't remember, but I do remember the people I'll constantly be around." Ivy said, taking her shirt off, replacing it with her pyjama top.

After a quick thought that she was too tired for a bath, she decided she'd just go to bed and wake up a little earlier to shower.

"Anyone hot?" Violet asked nonchalantly, making Ivy laugh. "All of them." Ivy simply replied, joinging her sisters on her bed, smiling at both of them. "All? Even your boss?" April smirked, making Ivy groan playfully.

"Okay, I retract my statement. Not all of them. Most of them. But yes, even my boss."

"Wait, oh my God! You work with David Rossi!" Violet shot up from her lying position, making Ivy giggle and nod, a proud smile making its way to her face. "I do." Ivy giggled at her sisters shocked reactions.

"Then the hell you mean not everyone?"

"April, ew, he's as old as our dad."

"So?"

Violet and Ivy looked at each other before looking at their younger sister worriedly, "I'm kidding you morons. You're a profiler, dude, couldn't you see I was lying?" April laughed, making her sisters let out a sigh of pure relief.

"That's not how profiling works, honey." Violet laughed, rubbing her eyes tiredly. "Come on, let's leave Ivy to rest; she has hot people to work with in the morning." Violet patted Aprils thigh, as Ivy just laughed while shaking her head.

"I love you girls. Thank you for everything. Oh and Vi, don't think you're getting out of telling me about your new boyfriend." Ivy said with a smirk, as Violet's jaw fell to the ground as she was putting her shoes back on.

"Girl how..."

"You have the glow." Ivy laughed as her sisters scoffed with an identical smile on their faces.

Soon Ivy was left alone in her apartment, just smiling like a fool to herself. She had the job she had been chasing after her entire life, no men trying to sabotage her, no parents telling her what's right and what's wrong; just her and her goals.

After a much needed journaling session, Ivy got under her covers and fell asleep almost instantly, her cat, Lucy, curling up next to her as she purred.

"Daddy!" A girly voice called out, making Ivy turn around with her gun in her hand. "Daddy no, please!" The childish voice yelled again as Ivy made her way through a very familiar home. "Shut up!" A manly voice yelled back, making Ivy wince.

Her father.

She opened every door that was in her way, pointing her gun inside the rooms as she tried to find her father and the poor little girl he was tormenting.

I'm not letting it happen again.

"Ivy!" The girly voice yelled, making Ivy stumble backwards from the shock; April. Ivy took a look around her, trying to realise where she was so she could guide herself around, in hopes of finding April.

Her childhood home.

Blood painted the walls and picture frames next to the staircase that lead up to the bedrooms and second bathroom.

Bedrooms.

Ivy sprinted up, kicking open April's bedroom door to see their father about to hit April. "Step away from April, you sick asshole!" Ivy yelled with all the strength her vocal chords had, making their dad turn to look at her. A sick smirk coated his face and he was now walking towards Ivy, about to swing at her as well.

The blonde jolted up from her bed, her chest heaving and her breathing heavier than it had ever been. She turned to look at her clock, only to find out she had an hour before she had to wake up for work.

Deciding she couldn't sleep any longer, she got off her bed after petting Lucy and playing with her a little bit. She turned some music on and walked to her bathroom, needing a shower desperately.

As the warm water hit her skin, the only thing she could do was look down at the scar on her abdomen and sigh. "You're okay, Ivy. You're okay." She mumbled to herself, pushing her hair back with both hands, letting the water soak her.

A long forty minutes later, she got out and wrapped a towel around herself.

She looked in the mirror and noticed that she had fallen asleep with yesterdays make up on, groaning internally at her level of stupidity. "Oh why is my skin breaking out lately?" She mocked herself, scrubbing the make up off.

She did her usual routine and dried her hair - that desperately needed to be cut, but miss Ivy was scared since the last time she cut them, she ended up with a terrible bobcut.

Walking past Lucy to her room, she opened her closet and picked out an outfit for the day; a basic white button up, that was tighter on the torso, and black dress pants. She added the needed jewelry and styled her hair.

Seeing as it was getting late, she made herself some breakfast and sat down to eat in peace before her day got more hectic at work. That was until her phone rang.

"Monroe." Ivy answered without looking at the caller ID, as she ate her eggs. "Hey Bella, It's JJ. We've got a case, honey." JJ said nonchalantly, but Ivy could feel the adrenaline flowing in her veins already.

"Okay, one, don't call me that. Two, I'm on my way." Ivy hung up and placed her plate in the sink. She grabbed her badge and gun, strapping it to her belt. In a hurry she put her shoes on and draped a coat over her arm, just in case.

She grabbed her go bag, that JJ had told her to always have ready, and left her house. With a speedy text to April, she got in her car and started driving to the bureau.

In a short forty five minutes she was there just in time.

"Good morning." She greeted as she walked upstairs into the confrence room. A spot was empty and ready for her to take, which made her smile subtly to herself. "Not for all of us." Emily laughed as a very tired looking Derek walked in.

"What hurricane washed over you?" Emily laughed, as Ivy tried not to.

"Shut up." Derek grumbled sitting at his usual spot next to Spencer and Emily. On Emily's other side was Ivy with the only other empty spot, which Hotch soon took, making Ivy stiffen a little bit. "Your first case with us, huh? Excited?" Rossi asked the younger agent, making her smile.

"Honestly; yes." Ivy laughed a little, making everyone smile as well. In the span of four seconds, JJ and another blonde woman walked inside, both looking at Ivy.

"You must be Ivy! It's so nice to finally meet you, sugar. I'm Penelope Garcia, the technical analyst and your new best friend." Ivy laughed at the introduction, standing to give Penelope a handshake, to which Penelope laughed a little.

Ivy was pleasantly startled when Penelope pulled her in a crushing hug, immediately wrapping her arms around her as well. Ivy had always been one for physical touch and hugs, so meeting someone who was like her was a relief.

Ivy sat back down with a smile on her face, as Emily smiled at her as well, enjoying how happy the new agent looked.

What Ivy - and mostly everyone else - didn't notice, was Hotch following her every movement with his eyes as a small smile made its way to his face as well, watching Ivy be so happy meeting Penelope.

"Glad I could meet my new best friend." Ivy chuckled as Penelope's smile got wider.

"Hate to ruin the happiness and fun, but we have to get started on the case." JJ spoke up, everyones smiles fading, as they got their work faces - as Ivy always called it - on.

Everyone had a work face; whether that be a smile more fake than carnival games or a very deep frown or scowl - much like Hotch's.

The screen flashed with gruesome pictures of a dead body of a young woman, and JJ started speaking.

"This is Delilah Grenan. She was beaten to death and raped in the night at her home, in Lower Canaan, Ohio." JJ said, as the rest just stared at the picture of the blutchered woman.

What the hell...

"Lower where?" Emily voiced everyone's thoughts, looking at JJ confused, as she had never heard of the place. "Small town forty miles outside of Cincinnati." JJ explained, sitting in her own spot, at the round table.

"Staging the body face up with the arms across the chest like that..." Ivy started, narrowing her eyes a little as she stared at the picture of the dead woman.

"Ritual." Derek continued, holding a mug of coffee in his hands - that he stood up to make - as he walked to Spencer, "Nice hair by the way." He commented ith a smirk, ruffling Spencers hair up a little.

Ivy chuckled as Spencer tucked the loose hair back behind his ear mumbling a 'thanks' to his friend.

"Uh, there's more." JJ said, pressing a button on the small computer she was holding in her hand, switching the picture to the woman's stomach. "Small punchture wounds on the stomach; note the lack of blood." She pointed out, as Ivy mentally shivered.

She loved her job but sometimes hated the pictures.

"They were inflicted post mortem. Where there any other victims?" Emily took the words right out of Ivy's mouth, who had a small notepad out, scribbling down whatever she thought she'd need.

"What's with the notepad, newbie?" Derek asked with a smirk, everyone turning to Ivy, who smiled sheepishly, "I know I'm kind of forgetful, so I scribble needed things down, to make sure I don't forget them." She explained, Derek's eyebrows raising in surprise.

So did Hotch's.

"Good call." Hotch said, before turning back to JJ and the screen. That was all praise Ivy needed in her life; being told she was doing good.

"Back to Emily's question; where there any other victims?" Hotch asked again, Ivy gripping her pen tighter.

"Kind of..." JJ trailed off, looking around at the team.

"Victimology's signature matches serial killer from the same town ten years ago. Six victims over ten months. He used to called himself-" JJ's speech was interrupted by Ivy and Hotch, "The angel maker." The two chorused, Emily and Penelope shooting Ivy a smile.

"I remember that case." Hotch continued, horribly trying to hide the small smirk that Ivy caused, by knowing the case already.

"They caught that guy." Spencer noted.

"And executed him." Rossi continued, looking back at JJ. "That's right; he was put to death by lethal injection a year ago yesterday."

The team continued to talk, but Ivy's eyes were locked on the picture of the womans stomach and abdomen, something seeming all too familiar to her.

"Yestreday?" Emily questioned and suddenly Ivy was pushed back to reality, turning to Emily. "We're looking for a copycat." Ivy noted, earning a subtle fist bump from Emily.

"Honouring the anniversary of his hero's death." Rossi said, looking at Ivy with a subtle proud smile.

Ivy had come from a simple desk job, after - in a moment of impulse - she decided to take classes to be a profiler. After acing every test and basically knowing everything already, she got in line for the new opening at the BAU.

After a brief meeting with Strauss, she was quick to be accepted, all thanks to her test scores and ability to keep her professonalism and cool even when obviously nervous and excited.

Big achievements for a twenty nine year old girl, who had finished a state college with a bachelors degree in clinical psychology.

Spencer had been looking at the files JJ had passed to everyone, with somewhat of a curious and disgusted look in his face.

"It says here they found semen at the crime scene. Perhaps locals will find a match when they run it through their labs?" Spencer questioned looking around at the rest of the team.

"Well that's where it gets weird; they ran it already and got a match too." Penelope spoke up, passing a page over to Ivy.

The blonde took a look at the page and looked back up at Penelope and her cousin, mixture of worry and disgust in her face as well. "You're kidding, right?" Ivy questioned, passing the piece of paper over to Rossi, to make sure she was seeing well.

"The match they got back of the DNA is to Cortland Bryce Ryan. Otherwise known as; the angel maker." Rossi said, showing everyone the page. "Well, that's not weird." Emily said ironically as she gathered her things.

"We need to get there as soon as we can. Wheels up in thirty everyone." Hotch quickly said before leaving to his respective office. "What's up with him? He seems stiff and... in pain?" Ivy asked Emily, who made sure Hotch was out of ear shot before speaking.

"Few weeks ago we were working a bombing, I'm sure JJ told you."

"Oh yeah she did- Oh! He was the one who got blown up?" Ivy asked Emily as she nodded with a sigh. "Poor guy hasn't been able to hear well ever since. Thankfully that was the only major injury he had." Ivy nodded at Emily's words, as the two women walked out of the room.

Well this is gonna be fun.

[ssaalexblake]

the thing about cm is that the writers have always been totally upfront about there never being an inter-team romance played out on the show, that's not what it's about and that was the score and remains it. What Other show that's been on air as long hasn't had a will they/won't they? lasting for like 8 years before they finally do it? Or had a pair have a very ill advised affair? or any number of other combos.

CM is different to that by design, not by accident.

(that they had luke and garcia flirt all the time with nothing to show for it, and then when they thought they'd been cancelled they had them agree to a date in the last 5 minutes of the show is Telling. That they tanked it in the very next episode 2 years later that they never thought would exist is More telling.)

teasing moments between characters is not promising you that they're gonna suddenly have an ooc gay affair, and while i'm going to assume what's happening here is that they've not mentioned the No Romance rule for a while not realising that their audience is not all the same one they Used to have back on CBS, they really have made the score clear multiple times in the past.

If you're waiting for JJ to divorce herself from her own personality and suddenly decide to have a steamy gay affair with Emily you're going to be waiting a Long Time. And this is Really obvious and doesn't really even need stating, to be frank.

I've seen some Wild shit coming from the fandom, like somebody saying with their whole chest that the only reason jj ended up with will was because of aj's pregnancy (that part is true) but devolved into 'what universe are You from' territory when they claimed that otherwise they were going to do a shippy story with jj and emily. And even Aside from the whole No Team Romance rule, you are Aware this was in like 2007 right??? I know you're all young and all but in 2007 every gay thing in a tv show was a Groundbreaking Moment in television history still. Stuff you slam for being tame representation that's not good enough for you was ground-breaking rep in the mid 2010's!! This was 2007. CM barely acknowledged that gay people existed for an entire 15 seasons.

That their first episode on paramount made one of the leads queer is actually kind of funny in that regard, and Incredibly telling in general. It was Never the writers who were against that (in fact, a number of them in the cbs years were gay themselves) but got forbidden to go there by the network.

For the record, other topics that were considered unpalatable by the network and not to be used in stories very often were things like cannibalism and a variety of other disturbing things you can do to people. So gayness was ranked with them. Charming. (there used to be webchats with writers after episodes aired, and you learnt some Shit in those, let me tell you).

Anyway, i digress, they're not going to go there and have been honest about it. Whatever ship 'there' is is sitting somewhere at Snowball's chance in hell, and while i'd sell maybe a rib for tara and emily to be canon, i'm more than aware it'd be a waste of a rib. At Most i think maybe they'll do another 11th hour thing with luke and garcia when they eventually get cancelled again.

Because the same show runner is still in place. There's not been a change of management. Maybe If they'd got a new person in, but they haven't.

[nolanhollogay]

hickey ] a kiss that's supposed to leave a mark on the partner's skin

shenanigans time!!!

+

"What the hell is that?" Pope exclaimed as Edgar walked over to the group, JJ trailing behind him.

"What's what?" he asked.

Pope waved him off, pointing to JJ. "Not you. Him. There's a massive hickey on his neck!"

John B gasped, his head flying up so quickly that his sunglasses fell out of his head and onto the bridge of his nose. He pushed them back to the crown of his head as he got to his feet. Not even bothering to acknowledge Edgar, he grabbed JJ's jaw, tilting his head to stare intensely at his neck.

"What is this, young man?" he asked, poking the mark with his finger.

JJ slapped his hands away. "Well, old timer, the kids these days call 'em hickeys."

The mark was about the size of a nickel, a splotch of redpurple skin. It was noticeable, sure, but definitely not the spectacle they were making it out to be.

Kie stood beside Pope, arms crossed over her chest. "We know he's a slut. I don't understand what the big deal is."

Edgar nodded. "I don't agree with the first part 'cause that ain't nice, but, yeah, I ain't sure what all the hollerin's about."

That was the only reason he'd left the stupid mark in the first place. Cause he was kissdrunk, loopy with affection and buzzing with desire, and JJ told him that "they wouldn't ask any questions cause they thought he was a slut anyways."

Nova shoved John B out of the way to poke the mark as well, stabbing it with her long acrylic nail.

JJ jumped away from her. "Fuck, Nova! Ow!"

"Don't be a baby!" she said, rolling her eyes. She turned to Kie, a familiar unimpressed look on her face. "He may be a whore, but he's usually classy about it. He doesn't usually let girls mark him up."

John B pressed a hand to his heart, wiping away a fake tear. "Oh, JJ, is she special? Your one true love?"

"Y'know," Pope said, with his thinking face on, "He has been very secretive lately. Sneaking around a lot."

"Oh my God," Kie exclaimed, "JJ, do you have a secret girlfriend? What girl could possibly be stupid enough to date you?"

JJ sent her a sarcastic smile.

"That would make sense.." Pope said. His thoughtful expression was making Edgar nervous. If he thought about it for long enough, connected some dots, their cover would be blown.

"Can we talk 'bout somethin' else?" he asked, putting on his poutiest face, "You're all makin' me uncomfortable. Offending my delicate sensibilities 'n all."

Nova rolled her eyes. "You literally made out with Beau underneath the bleachers. You're not some saint."

"No, but I am named after one," he said, sending her a smile. JJ laughed even though it wasn't that funny. "And I never claimed to be. But I'd rather cut the conversation at the roots before we start talkin' 'bout JJ's intimate life 'n things go cattywampus."

"You just made that word up!" John B said at the same time Kie gagged at the idea of JJ's sex life.

Without much fanfare, they all started towards the Chateau, leaving JJ and Edgar straggling behind.

JJ threw an arm over his shoulders. "You're so fucking smart, doing your whole Southern gentleman thing."

"Someone had to stop it before Pope started to make some realizations."

JJ snorted before sliding his hand down his back to reach his hip. He gave it a squeeze, fingertips digging into the matching hickey he'd given Edgar the night before. Thankfully, that one would stay their little secret.

Without another word, he walked ahead of him and inside the Chateau.

[ddejavvu]

ohh i have SUCH a controversial jennifer jareau opinion. and this is probably gonna be more like an essay. i wish i could say i was sorry.

everyone always says theyre anti jj slander, which is fine ofc, but just weird bc i NEVER see anyone slandering her. in my 3 years in the fandom, ive seen it happen maybe 5 times total, which sucks because she deserves so. much. more. hate.

(spoilers for *that* jeid plotline, as well as some other things)

in season 7, spencer tells her that she has mean girl vibes and she replies "i was a nice girl, especially to guys like you" which ALWAYS pissed me off because she literally just confirmed what he said? and everyone acts like it was a funny joke. she said that shit with her whole chest and meant it, and it wouldnt be *that* big of a deal if it was the only time. but shes consistently mean to him throughout the show, ignoring him, walking away, etc. spencer isnt even the only one shes like this to. and she just has a sense of superiority, idk how to describe it. just by the way she talks and interacts with those around her, you can tell. (while we're on that note, she also ignores her privileged a LOT. maybe not all the time, but theres been multiple times where she acts like she went through hell to get where she is. other than her sister passing, she had it completely easy. in terms of resources, opportunities, etc., she was basically born with a golden spoon in her mouth.)

in s14 when she confesses to spencer that shes always been in love with him, it just makes my blood boil. obviously he had been over her a long time (imo), but that was something she should've kept to herself bc it just brought alllll those feelings back to the surface. not to mention that hes the godfather of her children, and shes married, and will probably (definitely) doesnt know how she feels. thats literally emotional cheating on her part, even though reid didnt reciprocate it, it was still wrong of her to be that close to him without will knowing how she really felt.

there are other things i dont like abt her too, but those are the main things and im trying to keep this as short as possible. but i literally cant stand her, shes by far my least favorite character, and everyone acts like shes an angel sent from heaven, when really shes just a privileged bitch.

i like JJ a lot (i want her to be my mom </3) but i do agree with several of your points - she's definitely not the worst character, each and every character has a list of flaws that we could make, so this by no means makes her the worst, but it does make me angry <3

i just rewatched that 'mean girl' episode!! she doesn't even hesitate before saying 'guys like you', which, you're totally right, means he was right, and she was definitely a mean girl in high school. or even if she didn't say any of it out loud, she was still silently judging 'guys like him' and in high school you can always tells who's silently judging you. they're teenagers. they're not silent about it. the nasty looks they give you?? oh man. but i do think that the blame for ignoring spencer needs to be placed on all of the team members, because they do it all the time too, it's not just her. she has some pretty bad moments with him, but it's definitely something they all do and she shouldn't take the full blame

lmao don't talk about jeid. the writers actually deserve the death penalty for that, god it was so nasty and weird. i know that it was something she confessed in the heat of the moment, like she wasn't sure she was gonna make it out alive and didn't wanna die without saying it but ??? WHY WOULD YOU PUT IT ON HIM TO DIE THREE SECONDS AFTER FINDING OUT ??? like great it's off your chest but now he's gonna spend the (very short) rest of his life thinking about it?? AND THEN THEY DIDN'T EVEN DIE LMFAO SO HE WAS JUST STUCK WITH THAT !! and yeah!! will!! what about will!! or her kids!! it was so... writers i'm watching you...

one scene of hers that really pissed me off was in reid's kidnapping two-parter in s2 (the hankel incident) where she was almost attacked by those rabid (?) dogs and she shot them and she's obviously shaken up and she tries finding reid and realizes what happened and she feels so much guilt for splitting up with him - which was not her fault, she didn't know and should not be held responsible for what happened to him - that she started trying to make other people mad at her?? she cornered derek who was grieving and stressed at the loss of his best friend and they're both sleep deprived and she says something like 'admit it, you hate me, you think it's my fault' AND I???? GIRL. he is being so nice to you?? he was literally like oh honey if you need time off i know you're really shaken up and we can take care of this and and and AND SHE WAS LIKE oH yeah suRe just admit it i'm the worSt everybody hATEs mE- I WAS... this is not about you. go get therapy for the dog attack that you just almost suffered?? do not stand around a crime scene and pester the victim's best friend and delay the investigation because you're feeling guilty. go talk to someone about it. take a few days off. again, i totally get that she was shaken up and hopped up on adrenaline, but everyone told her to go get some rest and she was like no i think i will make myself the problem instead <3

all of that being said i still love her </3 i was not kidding when i say that i wish she was my mom holy shit i would have loved to grow up as her kid but she definitely has her flaws just like the rest of the BAU, and logical, critical breakdowns of a characters flaws aren't slandering, they're analysis, so i think everybody needs to stop shitting on people who criticize or analyze their faves lmao

send me your unpopular fandom opinions

[adamt101904]

Episode 4

The next afternoon Sebastian called the number on the card.

"Hello, VonFranken talent how may I help you."

"Yes hello my name is Sebastian and I need to speak to Mr. VonFranken please."

Sebastian waited on hold listening to heavy metal elevator music.

"Hello you got Viktor" said the voice on the phone in a heavy German accent

"Yes sir my name is Sebastian and with the band The Black Plague "

"I heard you guys burned it down at the Rocktober show last night"

"Yes sir thank you" Sebastian continued " A friend gave us your card and said we should call."

"Yes and I am glad you did" said Viktor. "We should get together and discuss some business."

"Ok sir, when should we come out to your office."

"Well you could definitely do that or you could just ring me up"

Sebastian looked out his window and saw a Lamborghini parked in the street in front of his place. How the hell did you know where to find them.

"Well you letting me up or not" said Viktor

Sebastian rung the man into the loft. The elevator opened up revealing a tall man with dark tied back in a ponytail dressed in a black suit carrying a brief case.

"Can I come in?" asked the man

"Yeah of course come in" said Sebastian

"Hello everyone my name is Viktor VonFranken and I am going to make you rich and famous. I want to sign you guys right now, got the contracts ready if you are."

"Man you don't fuck around do you Vik" said Dimitri

"No sense in it, I know what I want and I go for it" said Viktor.

"So what's the verdict you in or not"

The band looked at each other and made their decision.

"Yeah, were in" said Sebastian

"Outstanding" Viktor reached into his briefcase and brought out two sets of contracts. "This is your standard talent contract, sign here at the bottom."

The six put there signatures on the paperwork.

"Next is your standard 6 album deal contract" said Viktor. "Sign at the bottom."

"Six album deal!" yelled JJ and Tabitha together

"Yes that is right. Six albums with Cataclysm Records, the hottest metal label on the planet." said Viktor "So, we gonna sign or what guys"

The six friends signed the contract. The band couldn't believe it. Everything the rock demon had told them was coming true. Last night changed their lives forever.

"By the way, I talked to Johnny Rock, you guys are opening on the main stage at Rockfest." Viktor said" Your welcome" he closed the elevator door and took off.

Several days later Viktor called Sebastian and told him to be in Pittsburgh in three days to start recording their first album. They loaded up in the van, equipment in the trailer and headed out to Pittsburgh.

Three days later they showed up at Cataclysm Records. Viktor met them there and got them all set up. After four long weeks of rockin and rollin the album was done. The band celebrated by going too the Crypt, the hottest metal club in the east.

Beers and shots were downed, the girls danced their asses off. They had a hell of a time.

The next afternoon they went to see Viktor at his office.

"We have some important things to do today." he told everyone.

"First we need to agree on the cover art for your album."

"How do we do that" asked Dimitri

"Well I had the art department do some mockups for you all to check out."

Viktor had his assistant set up the six options on the room for them to see. JJ was the first one to speak up.

"I like number four." The others shook their heads in agreement.

Number four looked like an old movie poster with the bands name at the top, the album name at the bottom and an animated picture of the band in the middle.

"Ok, number four it is, you guys will still have to do a photoshoot for the inside art." said Viktor.

"Now, let's talk about your names" said Viktor " We need to come up with your stage names"

"What is the matter with our names" asked Marky

"Nothing per say they just don't fit your rock personas" said Viktor

"What names fit our persona's then" asked Tabitha

"Funny you should ask" Viktor said as he started handing out papers to everyone

"What is this" asked Sebastian

"This my friend is a list of potential names for you to choose from."

"Really" said Tabitha "Mummina"

"I think these all suck" said Dimitri

"Well I am open to suggestions everyone." said Viktor

"I like Stein" said Simon

"There we go someone is embracing the process"

"What's a Morgot?" asked Marky

"Morgot is the name of the demon of sound, I thought it was fitting."

"Sold" said Marky.

"Alright wolf, what did you have in mind" asked Viktor

"Well I am a wolf, and my name is Dimitri, how bout Wolfie D, the party animal"

"I love it, Wolfie D" said Viktor "Now ladies what are we thinking"

"Who is Isis? asked Tabitha.

"Isis is an ancient Egyptian goddess."

"Oh, a goddess you say, that would work"

"Isis it is, JJ your next girlfriend."

"I am thinking maybe something that starts with 'z', you know for zombie."

"Why not just Z, you can spell it Zee" said Simon.

"That sounds cool actually" JJ said.

"Your last but never least Sebastian, which one is the new you.?"

"I don't like any of them, they all sound super generic and just no" he said

"Come on Sebastian, at least try one" said Viktor

"I'm going to have to think about it"

"Ok, well we have one more piece of business to discuss before we call it a day." said Viktor " Sebastian, we need to address your look."

"What's a matter with my look, what about everyone else's look. " Sebastian protested

"See that is part of the problem, everyone else has a look, you do not. But not to fear we got your back."

Several of Viktor's assistants came into the room with a black robe and three boxes. Sebastian was concerned. There robe was on a mannequin, and so far so good.

"What do you think Sebastian?"

"That's it, not bad I'll wear that no problem."

"Excellent, wait to you see it all together you'll love it."

"Wait, what, the rest of it?"

"You are going to love it" said Viktor

Sebastian's eyes grew wider with every passing second. The before him was a long black robe with huge spikes shoulder pads and wings.

"What the hell is that" said Sebastian

"That's what is going to get you noticed on stage my boy" said Viktor "You are the front man, you need to stand out."

"Come Sebastian it's not that bad" said JJ

"Yeah it's like Type O Negative and Gwar had a love child" laughed Dimitri

"Ugh" said Sebastian "Ok look, I'll wear the outfit on one condition, my name stays the same."

"Deal" said Viktor

"Hear is your final gift Sebastian"

One of the assistants placed a case across Sebastian's legs. He was nervous, what could possibly be in there. He slowly unlocked the case and began to open it. Inside wasn't what he was expecting.

"A sword" Sebastian said excitedly

"Actually it's your new microphone, checkout the handle" said Viktor

Built into the handle of the sword was a wireless microphone.

"Awesome" said Sebastian

Viktor looked at everyone else

"There's new toys for all of you downstairs"

They were ready to burn down the Rockfest.

[ad-hawkeye]

haiii

I'm really out of movie critic hcs for Artem so I i wanna ask on who, do you think, are his favorite directors? hehe njfhfhf I kinda feel he would be into Guillermo del Toro's work and maybe Christopher Nolan's. I just know he has good taste.

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oh goodness i'm not too well read on directors, but i know enough to have TAKES. first of all, agreed with you. artem has nolan dad energy. he'd fit right in with all of the other middle aged dads going in to watch christopher nolan's latest war related think piece

another funny thing about artem is his fondness for romance movies. hell, his favorite movie (about time) is a romantic comedy that doesn't even have amazing reviews or anything (in terms of time wonky romantic comedies, i like groundhog day better!), so i do think he'd probably not rly care about public opinion of directors when making up his mind. which! keep it up you funky little movie critic.

there's also his love of sci fi ... which never :) gets :) mentioned :) anymore :) and i think he would Not like jj abrams. for the sole fact that he's the only guy who managed to piss off both star trek fans AND star wars fans HAHAHA