#i too felt like i was intruding during their kiss scene lmao

[showrunnerihardlyknowher]

You know how we have pet costumes? Give Jacob one, make him a cute space cowboy😈😈😈

WE'RE BACK BABY

Please enjoy this little ficlet (that was actually my 3rd attempt to write a fluffy ficlet for this universe because all the other ones kept becoming future chapters lmao)

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“This is humiliating. I look like sheriff Woody or something.”

“Aw, I was thinking more like John Wayne Gacy, you know?”

“The...the clown serial killer…?”

Angie pursed her lips. “Wait, who was the cowboy guy in all the old movies? Like, before Clint Eastwood and whatever.”

“That’s John Wayne. Not John Wayne Gacy,” Jacob tugged at the sleeves of his costume and readjusted his cowhide vest. “And I don’t feel anywhere near as cool as him right now.”

She rolled her eyes and crinkled her nose. “That’s because you’re not cool. You’re a grown man playing dress up with a kindergartener.”

“So are you.”

Angie straightened her Native American headpiece and threw one of her braided pigtails behind her. “Yeah, but I know it’s stupid, so therefore I’m doing it ironically which makes me cool.”

Jacob sighed heavily but didn’t argue further, instead tugging his cowboy hat down further to shield his face that burned with embarrassment. Being forced into having playdates with his captor’s coworker was nothing new. He had spent plenty of time being Mibao’s sole playmate aboard the ship, doing the best he could to keep the six year girl entertained and not too psychologically damaged. Being the youngest in a sibling group of only boys, he was a bit rusty when it came to knowing anything about kids. Thankfully, Mibao was more than happy to take him by the hand and show up all the “fun” things she used to either do back home or what she would now do with her “kitty”.

Today’s game of choice was dress up. Every day felt like dress up when it came to the girl’s ever expanding wardrobe; she was always dressed in an obnoxiously puffy and sparkling princess dress fashioned with ribbons and bows galore and always with a matching crown. Fine, no big deal, he could slap a tiara on his head and call it a day, he’d worn worse at the few fraternity parties he attended during college. Nope, not good enough. Mibao had a very specific game she wanted to play which involved him wearing a cowboy costume of all things. A very realistic and detailed cowboy costume, assless chaps and spurs and all. Again, he could...handle it for the most part. The only thing that really bothered him about it was all the coos and giggles he received from both his and Mibao’s captors when he finally came out in his new outfit.

And he knew for a fact they took many, many pictures of him.

It didn’t end there, Mibao still had more requests. Angie needed to join in as well and she was required to be an “indian princess” to partake. Naturally, she was more than happy to agree if it meant getting a break from the absolute nightmare of a captor she had been saddled with. So, now Jacob had to deal with the fact that she would have to watch him play pretend in this ridiculous getup. He could never catch a break with her, it seemed, she always had to catch him when he was in the middle of doing something cringe worthy. She didn’t even look half as uncomfortable as him and she was literally wearing half as much clothing.

Or maybe that was exactly why she was so comfortable as she sauntered up to him, making a finger pistol to tip his hat away from his face. “Cheer up, partner,” she teased. “I think it makes you look cute.”

“I think it makes me look like Owen Wilson from the museum movie,” Jacob replied, hoping the shadow of the brim hid his reddening cheeks.

“Oh my God, you are a tiny little twink cowboy, huh?”

“I’d rather be the gladiator guy.”

“You wish you could pull off being the gladiator guy.”

A rebuttal was on the tip of his tongue when Mibao made her appearance from behind the monitor where she had been changing. This time instead of her usual princess attire, she was dressed...pretty much the same, only this time she had a tiny pair or iridescent fairy wings attached to the back. What a fairy had to do with cowboys and indians, he hadn’t the faintest idea. She stopped when she saw the two of them and stuck out her tongue in childish disgust.

“Eww, stop kissing!” She scolded. “You can kiss the princess later, Jake, it’s time to play!”

Jacob had never been more grateful in his life that the creatures idly watching them couldn’t understand English because he just might have died if they heard. He could feel the heat radiating from his nape to his cheeks, putting his hands up in defense like it could keep Angie away from him.

“Wh-no! We weren’t, we weren’t kissing, Reagan, w-we-!”

Angie only cackled, her amusement stemming more from Jacob’s panicked response than the actual accusation of giving him a kiss. “Yeah, cowboy, you can kiss me later.” She winked and nudged him with her elbow as she walked past to where Mibao was waiting.

He groaned, tugging the hat down as far as it would go even if that meant obscuring his vision somewhat. That was totally fine, he didn’t want to look at anyone right now and he did not want to be perceived either. The child was leading them back over to her designated play area scattered with art supplies and stuffed toys for where they’ll play their game of make believe. Angie was already sitting on her knees by the time he shuffled over and beckoned him with a sly smile to come take a seat on the ground next to her. Jacob obliged, but refused to give her the satisfaction of seeing his beet red face.

As soon as they were settled, Mibao immediately launched into the exposition of the scene they would be putting on, including their roles and superpowers (that only she had because she was a magical fairy queen). Jacob was only half listening; the kid usually forgot half of her own rules in the middle of playing anyways because she wanted to change the story and it wasn’t that hard to follow her game of make believe. Instead, he kept side-eying Angie, who was side-eying him back, and every time they made eye contact she would smile and bump his shoulder with hers.

This was going to be a long playdate.

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The lab door slid open as Talan walked in, peeling off his bloodied gloves to dispose of them in Ylva’s waste bin. “I need my human back.”

“Aw, why? They’re all having a ball together!” Ylva frowned, gesturing to the miniature trio on her desk. Well, the smallest one and Talan’s pet seemed like they were having a good time, namely at the expense of the other human in a hat. They all seemed to stop at the interruption, his human fixing him with a sneer that he was tempted to match.

“What the fuck is it wearing?” He asked, ignoring all the little protests he got when he grabbed it and plucked the stupid looking feather thing of its head. “I thought you said it’s not nice to torment the humans.”

Edix scoffed at him, though his annoyance was more from Talan being in his general vicinity than anything. “It’s not torment. They were having fun.”

Talan did not look convinced in the slightest, his eyes sweeping over the pup who was pouting at him for taking away its playmate and the other who froze any time he breathed in its direction. Like owner, like pet, he assumed as it seemed to unconsciously inch closer to where Edix’s hand was resting for a better sense of security. Pathetic. At least his pet had a bit more self respect and wasn’t afraid to try and stab him in the hand with his own tools. Of course, it got a sharp flick to the stomach to knock it off, but he could appreciate the gumption.

Talan rolled his eyes. “Yeah, looks like a real party. So sad to have missed it.”

“Like you’ve ever been to a party to know what it looks like.”

“Says the one that only hangs out with plants.”

“Okay,” Ylva interjected, rising from her chair and scooping up her adorable little human. “You’re right, we should probably wrap this up, Mibao’s going to need a nap soon and she likes to fight her naps when she’s excited.”

That was all the excuse Talan needed to dip out without a formal goodbye, though it didn’t escape the corner of his eye how Edix’s human took a half step forward when he left, almost like it wanted to say something. Even if it did, he wouldn’t have cared. As quickly as he had intruded, Talan disappeared back down the main hall of the fauna department to return to his lab.

Edix stood up as well and tucked the data pad he had been keeping busy with under his arm to keep his hands free. He couldn’t help but smile at seeing how much closer his little pet was standing to him, even if it wasn’t by much, even though it was caused by Talan of all bastards. A win was a win in his book. The hand the human had been partly hiding behind curled easily around it to lift it up, immediately cradling it to his chest as usual. It squirmed for a moment but settled quick enough, a clear sign it was also ready to go back to the lab it was accustomed to. For a social species, the little one always seemed so drained after any playdate Ylva arranged for their pets. Fine by him, it usually meant his human was much more quiet and well behaved once it was back in the solitude of Edix’s company, making for an easier work day.

He used his finger to tilt back the wide brimmed hat it had been using to hide its sweet little face a majority of the playdate, earning him a surprised squeak. With the way its baby cheeks were turning an adorable shade of pink, Edix had a fairly good guess as to why it was trying to avoid everyone’s line of sight. Damn, he should have had Ylva take more pictures, this was way too cute for him. It reached up to quickly pull its shield back down and Edix let it with a laugh, cooing as he tugged at its little vest instead which only made it wriggle in distress. Overdramatic little thing.

“Can I keep this costume?” He asked as he followed behind Ylva who was preparing to put her own pup down for a nap. In reality, it meant she was going to have to play with it for at least another half an hour because, much like him, she was a sucker when it came to her human wanting to play. The difference being that Mibao wanted to do anything from coloring to singing to continuing its game of make believe while Edix’s pet always wanted to play chase.

Ylva smiled and shrugged. “Sure, I mean, it’s not like it’s going to fit the baby. It was printed for its measurements specifically, anyways.” Mibao was proving to be difficult in its refusal to relinquish the shiny wings Ylva had designed at its request, something that Ylva quickly made a game out of by setting her pup on the desk and letting it squeal and run while her hands chased after it. That would tire the kid out in no time. She looked back at his human and giggled. “I don’t think it likes it very much, though.”

Oh yeah, that was obvious from the get go, but it didn’t change the fact that it was way too precious for its own good in this type of outfit. Edix actually quite liked the contrast of the dark brown against its pale skin, even more given the fact that it matched the color of its doe eyes perfectly. It was much more appealing than that splotchy green jacket it was inexplicably attached to. He had a feeling it was going to try and strip out of this outfit as soon as it was back in Edix’s lab, provided he gave it its normal suit and jacket to change into. But...maybe he didn’t have to offer it its spare set of clothes right away. Maybe it would just have to hang around in its little boots and hat for a couple hours longer while he finished up his latest report that was just so important to get done. And maybe he would get constantly distracted by how cute it looked while it was definitely pouting at him for not taking off its costume that it took a little longer than usual to finish his work, which meant it spent even longer pouting under its hat.

Decisions, decisions.

Edix waved his hand dismissively. “It’ll learn to love it.”

“Oh, Eddie, don’t be mean to it,” Ylva laughed, not that seemed bothered by the idea of his pet keeping the outfit on for an extended period of time beyond the playdate. “But send pictures if you do.”

[sinner-as-saint]

Cherry!Seb Hc where Cherry see Seb interrogating someone. He has blood all over him from torturing said person and he freaks out when he see Cherry. In the end he learns that it didn't scare her and she kinda liked it. 😉😉😉 smutty ending.!.!.! I know it's kinda dark and don't know if you would even be into it. But I thought I might as well send the idea out! Xx love you ❤😘

kinda dig how you just named the reader Cherry!! lmao i love it tbh! 

Mkay! 

Okay so get this, you wake up in the middle of the night

Let’s say about 2 30 a.m ish, and you roll over expecting to find your man and snuggle up to his warm body

But instead, you find an empty, cold spot

You sit up in bed and look around the dark room; and you can’t find Seb

You put on your sweater and walk out of the room; searching for him because this wasn’t a habit of his

You look for him in the kitchen, in the living room, even in the garage

Then you finally make your way to the basement

You walked down the stairs and walk sheepishly into the dark room

And then you hear it, the sound of a fist colliding with a face

You hear bones crack 

And you hear Seb’s angry voice

He’s livid, you can tell as you approach the bloody scene cautiously

Seb has his back to you and he hasn’t noticed you yet

In front of him is a man tied to a chair, with a bloody nose

Scattered around are Seb’s men, and they barely pay any attention to you

Seb yells again, and lifts his fist up and smashes it against the tied up man’s face again

Having never seen the mob boss this angry before, a gasp leaves your mouth unintentionally

And that catches his attention

When Seb turns around, you’re quite taken aback

A cut on his lip, a small cut on his cheek and blood dripping to his chin; he looks feral and dangerous

Maybe it’s the first time you’ve seen him like that, and although it doesn’t scare you; Seb panics 

He turns to his men and points to the man on the chair, “Get this son of a bitch out of here!” he orders and within the next minute, you two are the only ones left in the dimly lit basement

He approaches you cautiously, hoping you don’t run from him

“Baby? What are you doing up?” he asks, his anger vanished the moment he saw you. 

You didn’t reply immediately, maybe it took you a moment or two to recover from his bloody appearance 

“You’re hurt” you point out

And Seb tells you how he got hurt while tackling an intruder, sent by the rival gang

You take his hand and walk him out of the basement, and into your bedroom

You rush to him with the first aid box and begin tending to his wounds

Seeing you’re awfully calm, Seb can’t help but ask

“Are you scared of me?” 

You gently tilt his head up so he looks at you

“It’s you, Seb. You’re all I have, why would i be scared of you?” you ask as you keep cleaning his cuts

Truth is, you liked it secretly; this rough nature of his

How he was tough and dangerous to others, but sometimes he’d just melt at your touch

You felt safe

“It’s kind of hot actually” you say at some point, mindlessly as you patch him up

He smirks and pulls you into his lap while he’s sat at the edge of the bed

“Kinda hot, huh?” he teases and leans in to kiss the side of your mouth

And needless to say, one thing leads to another and before you know it; he has you naked on his bed

Maybe this roughed up look of his has you moaning louder than usual

As he teases your wet folds with his tongue and looks up at you; that wild look in his eyes has you coming undone in no time

Maybe he has this pent up frustration from earlier which he needs to let out

And he fucks it out relentlessly

Maybe he’s meaner than usual, and much more rough

Maybe he thrusts harder into you each time; neither of you minding the noise you made, or how the headboard hit the wall violently

“So fucking good to me. You really take all that I give you, huh?” 

oh but can you imagine him throwing his head back and swearing under his breath at just how good you feel around him? 

His kisses would be messy, and he’d choke you harder than usual 

Maybe he’d bite your shoulder, or your lower lip and tug on it harshly

Maybe he’d grip your hair and tug on it each time he fills you up entirely

I’m guessing he’d leave bruises around your hips by gripping your body too tightly; bruises which matched those on his pretty face

Maybe he’d moan and grunt right in your ear as he comes undone

Mob!cherry! Seb would definitely have a foul mouth during sex... 

a/n: i need a hot mob to appear in my room rn and take me away

[doyouever-daydream]

Luna

A/N Hello, hope you’re having a nice weekend and you’re doing ok, once more I wrote something based on some story I wrote back in my teenage years, today’s been a weird day for me but I wrote this last night and I wanted to post it, always remember that english is not my first language so as much as I try to get it right I am sure there are some grammar errors and typos and well, either way, enjoy!

P.S. I needed some Parents!Garvez content 🥺 

Pairing: Penelope Garcia x Luke Alvez

Warning: None I believe? (Some grammar mistakes I think)

Word count: 1936 (that’s a lot for me lmao)

Summary: Some days being apart gets too much for the Alvez family, luckily technology helps them to feel closer to each other, especially when there are bad dreams intruding four-year-old Luna’s sleep. (Plus a surprise appearence from a certain boy genius)

Masterlist

Penelope checked her purse once more to make sure everything she needed for work the next day was there, she did the same with Luna’s backpack, she was worried about her daughter, it was only Wednesday and she could see her distraught and quiet, both were unusual for the four year old who was always full of energy.

She was certain it had to do with the fact that Luke had been on a case for nine days, even Penelope was a little anxious about not having him home. It wasn’t the first time he was away for that many days but it was one of the first times Luna looked so affected by it.

Penelope poured herself a glass of wine and sat on the couch, Roxy and Sergio immediately scooted close to her, her beloved cat jumped on her lap and Roxy lay close to her feet. 

She sighed “I know, we all miss him, you guys, he’ll be back home soon, hopefully” The reassurance was not only to their beloved pets but to herself.

“Mommy?” A small voice came from the hallway.

The three of them got to their feet and walked towards the hallway “Luna, baby, what’s wrong?”

Luna was carrying the blanket Luke’s mom had knitted for her and the stuffed unicorn her parents had bought for her when she was just a baby.

“I had a bad dream” As she finished the sentence, her eyes filled with tears and she clutched onto both items.

“Come here, sweetheart” Penelope soon took her in her arms and carried her to the couch she was previously sitting on “It’s ok, cry it all out, baby, you’re scared but I promise you I’m here and you’re safe” She held her in her arms while Luna hid her face in her mom’s chest.

Not once during those four years of motherhood, Penelope had managed to not feel her heart break and her own tears form in her eyes when she saw her daughter cry.

Penelope gently ran a hand through Luna’s hair, and repeated that everything was going to be okay and that it had been just a bad dream.

After a few minutes, Luna looked up “The monsters were there and they took daddy away”

“Oh my, Luna baby, daddy’s ok, remember how we talked with him earlier?” The little girl looked unsure, her mind was focused on her bad dream, not the facetime call she had with her dad a few hours ago. “Tell you what? Let’s see if daddy is still up and we can call him again”

The little girl’s face lit up at the possibility of seeing her dad again, Penelope reached for her phone that was on the coffee table, she took it and started facetiming her husband, hoping he was still in the hotel and not chasing down an unsub, she wanted to see him as much as their daughter did.

“Hi babe, wh- Oh, hello my sweet little angel, what are you doing up?” Luna’s eyes sparked, mostly because of the tears that were threatening to fall down again.

When Penelope saw that Luna wasn’t answering, she intervened “Our little Luna here, had a bad dream, do you wanna tell daddy about it?”

A small nod “The beach monsters, they came to our house and they took you away” Her eyes were wide open and her voice was filled with fear.

“The beach monsters, baby?” Luke asked in a soft voice.

“Yeah, the ones buried in the sand, you told mommy about them” Penelope looked at the camera.

A few days ago Luke came back home from a case in Florida and told Penelope how the unsub was burying his victims in the sand for tourists to find, Luna had apparently heard the conversation even though she was supposed to be sleeping.

Luke sighed “Oh, Luna, it was a bad dream, those happen sometimes but I’m ok, I know I’m not there with you to tuck you in to bed but remember what I always tell you when I have to away?” 

His daughter looked at him through the screen “That you’re in my heart and I’m in yours, always”

During his four years of fatherhood Luke had always told his daughter this words ever since the first time he had to leave for a case, even when she was a baby and didn’t quite understood them. 

Luke knew they were all struggling because they were apart, some days were easier than others, this day in particular wasn’t though, the Alvez family wanted to be together but, sadly, they had to wait.

“Hey Luke, I’m- Oh, sorry to interrupt” Spencer’s voice was heard through the phone.

Penelope knew the team was sharing bedrooms during the case, Luke had told her, he was sharing one with Spencer.

“Oh no, come on in, maybe you can say hi to Luna” Both, Spencer’s and Luna’s faces lit up, they had a special bond and loved each other, he was her godfather after all.

“Is that uncle Spence?” Luna asked with hopeful eyes.

“Yes, baby, he’s here” Spencer got closer and Luke handed him his phone.

“Oh, hi, there’s my favorite niece, how are you, Luna?” He said to her favorite, and only, niece.

“I had a bad dream and I’m sad, I don’t wanna go to sleep” She confessed to her godfather.

“Ah, I see, we all have bad dreams and those are terrible but maybe, maybe I can help you so you don’t have another tonight” Luna’s eyebrows furrowed.

“But how?” She tilted her head and bit her lip as she looked at her uncle in the small screen.

“With magic!” Spence announced and the four year old gasped, of course his uncle would say that, he was a magician.

“Please, help me uncle Spence, pretty, pretty please” She asked with pleading eyes and Penelope smiled feeling thankful for Spencer’s existence, the same way Luke did seeing the whole exchange between the two.

“Of course, but you will have to work with me because I’m not there” Luna nodded “Ok, first you and your mommy need to go to your bedroom” Luna looked expectantly at her mom, Penelope quickly took her in her arms and walked to her bedroom “Oh, wait, you need something that could work as a magic wand”

“Mommy’s pen! Her pens look like magic wands!” They easily located one of the colorful pens in the house and took it with them to Luna’s bedroom.

“Alright, now hold it and repeat after me” She held it firmly in her small hand “All bad dreams must stay away”

“All dreams must stay away” Her voice was loud for a four year old.

“Monsters are not welcome here” Spencer continued.

“Monsters are not welcome here” Penelope found the determination in her voice, both amusing and endearing.

Spencer moved his hands even though her niece wasn’t looking at the screen “Swoosh, swoosh, they now are far, far away from your bedroom” Luke stood beside Spence waiting to see her reaction, and hoping she would feel calmer.

“We did it! We did it, uncle Spence” The little girl bounced in her mother’s arms.

“You did a great job, now I believe you should talk to your daddy and sleep” Luna swallowed, she was still a little afraid “Have sweet dreams, Luna-loo” Spencer called her by the nickname he had for her.

“Good night uncle Spence, thank you for helping me” She waved.

“Anytime” Spencer gave Luke the phone and signaled him he was going to change in the bathroom, giving him privacy so he could talk to his family, Luke mouthed a thank you.

“Baby, it’s late, you should go to sleep now” Luke looked at her with a smile.

“Can I sleep with mommy tonight?” Penelope was thankful she had asked, it would make her feel better to have someone to hold during that night.

“Of course, sweetheart, but you need to take your pillow, you know, because it’s a magical pillow now” Penelope winked at her and kissed her forehead.

“Yeah, I need it so I don’t have bad dreams” She squirmed in her arms so her mom would put her down and she could grab her pillow.

Meanwhile Luke and Penelope looked at each other with tired smiles, they were both physically and emotionally exhausted not only from work but from being away of each other.

“Let’s go to bed mommy, daddy don’t leave yet” Luna took Penelope’s hand and led her to their parents’ bedroom.

Penelope tucked her in and she lied beside her with Luke still on the phone’s scren, seeing the scene he felt a little calmer too. 

“Lu, you have school tomorrow, you need to rest, baby” As much as he didn’t want to stop talking to them, they all needed to sleep.

Luna moved the hair out of her face “I know, I just wanted to say goodnight daddy, I love you, oh, and if you have bad dreams ask uncle Spencer to help you with his magic” She blew him a kiss and Luke’s heart swelled with happiness seeing this tiny human being that was his reason to live.

“I will, now, goodnight, my beautiful angel, te amo, corazón” It was his turn to blow her a kiss.

“Buenas noches, papi, te amo” Luna’s Spanish had gotten better after the summer they had spent with his family “I love you too, mommy” She turned to her mom and grabbed Penelope’s face with both hands and kissed her cheek.

“I love you, pumpkin, is it okay if I leave you for a few minutes to go and turn off the living room’s lights?” Lune nodded and rested her head on her pillow, closing her eyes with a smile in her face, Penelope, once again, kissed her forehead and walked out of the room, phone in hand.

“Hurry up, please” It was her turn to tell Luke how much she missed him.

“I know, I want to go home too” He looked defeated, they had hit a wall and it seemed they weren’t going back home soon but he abstained from telling her so.

Penelope sighed “We all miss you in this house” 

“I’ll promise I’ll try everything in my power to catch this son of a bitch and come back home to you” He bit his lip, he missed her touch “So I can show you how much I missed you” Penelope raised her eyebrows suggestively and Luke winked.

“Upgrading you from newbie to hubby was a great decision on my part” She commented earning a laugh from Luke “Please, do keep that promise”

“I’ll be on it first thing in the morning, you should go to sleep too, you know” Penelope nodded.

“So should you, talk to you tomorrow, babe, I love you” Her eyes looked sad but she smiled trying to reassure him everything was ok.

“I love you too, and thank you, baby, for being super mom to Luna and well, to Roxy and Sergio, I’m sure it’s tough juggling everything when I’m away” He said gently feeling extremely grateful for his wife.

She looked at him and pressed her lips together “These past few days have been hard but I wouldn’t have it any other way” A small smile adorned her lips “I’m ok, Luna’s ok, you’re ok, we’re ok” Penelope stated.

Luke nodded, hesitantly at first but as the words echoed in his mind and he felt reassurance they’d be able to solve the case and go back home safely so he could reunite with his family.