#jj.

[bloodykneestm]

GUEST :  for one muse to offer the other a place to stay. // jj please! feel free to reverse this if you like c:

GUEST :  for one muse to offer the other a place to stay. // jj please! feel free to reverse this if you like c: ( @asteritm / a comprehensive list of scenarios! )

he reaches for her as he stands by the window watching the rain, wrapping an arm around her waist and drawing her close. "you know you don't have to leave." he coos affectionately, pulling their bodies flush together, his hand sliding up her back smoothly. "the night doesn't have to end here."

[carmillalia]

seni bir daha ki görüşümde, şarap şişede durduğu gibi durmayacak tüm sırlarını açığa çıkartacak, en ahlaksızından en kirlisine dek. bir meyvenin kabuğunu, en sulu yerine ulaşmak için soyar gibi, teninin tatlı aromasını dilimin üzerinde tadar gibi usul usul sabırla açmanı izleyeceğim kendini bana. bu saten çarşafların arasında kayacak ipek tenin, parsel parsel tükenip gideceğiz şehvetin kasırgasında ve örtülerin arasında ter damlaların ve saç tellerin.. aralık dudaklarından işiteceğim en heyecanlı şarkını ve içime çekeceğim hâlâ yaşayan ciğerlerinden taze nefesini. tek bir beden olacak, ıslak ıslak yaslanacağız birbirimize, bir daha hiç güneş doğmayacakmış gibi. bacaklarının arasında ihtiraslı bir isyan çığlığım ve ışıltısından gözümü alan esmer kasıkların.. doyulur cinsten değilsin, bilirim. içtikçe içesim gelecek seni, bu sevda kurutacak damarlarımı. sen sevdası. hasarlı kapımın önünde, kusurlu; aziz.. kendi ayetlerimi işleyeceğim tenine, sadece benim için dizlerinin üzerine çökmen ve sonsuz aşkını bana sunman için. korku nedir bilmemen temellim. bedenimin üstünde yüzerken boğulmaman ve gözlerini asla kapatmaman, o zümrüt yeşili gözlerinle tıpkı ilk gün ki gibi edepsizce yüzüme bakman için.. narin ellerinin boynumdan omuzlarıma, göğsüme, karnıma tereddütsüzce gezip eriyerek gözeneklerime akması için, zamanı unutmak ve mekanı görmemek için, sen bende, ben sende özgür olmak için, çıplak güzelliğine ibadet etmek isterken her bir hücrem, soluklarını işitmeyi umarken kulaklarım ve belki de yeterince şanslıysam, tenimin üzerinde kayarsa o kusursuz kalçaların, güçlü hissedeceğim avuçlarında ürperir gibi tir tir titrerken. belki en karasından bir yılan olacağım, sürüne sürüne sızacağım masum güzelliğine ya da çizgileriyle günlerce aç kalmış bir kaplan. vahşice talan edeceğim güzel aklının en uç sınırlarını. sabrediyorum ve çoğu kez sabretmek yetmiyor. uzadı saçlarım bir parmak daha ve her geceye, odamın kapısından içeriye girmeni bekleyerek uyanıyorum. bu hasret beni hasta ediyor ama çıtımı çıkartmıyorum. yatağın sağ tarafında yine bana bakan muazzam yüzünü istiyorum. yastığımda başının oluşturduğu çukuru, belimde bacaklarını belki.. edepsizliğimi mazur gör İsimsiz, sen zihnimin en net kısmına cürretkarlıkla oturmuş, sırılsıklam bir tutkusun. sen benim ipe sapa gelmez ihtiyacım, en çılgın arzularım, en ateşli eylemlerimsin. tanrım.. sadece dudaklarından adımı duymak istiyorum ve sadece bunu duymak istiyorum. göz bebeklerimin içine bakmanı görmek istiyorum ve sadece bunu görmek istiyorum. sen tanrıya emanet ol, bırak yüreğin avuçlarımda kalsın.

[nareclipwse]

[randommultifandomrants]

Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because it’s already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.

[thatboisus]

reading a good ass fanfic up until it said something that just makes you want to stop reading

[l0caltiredgirl]

when i want fluff/angst fics and all i’m getting is smut

the struggle is real

[natti-ice]

18+ mdni

that reality check hitting after reading smut

[criminalmindsverse]

CRIMINAL MINDS 2.21 — "Open Season"

[strongermonster]

i'm at a concert thingy and the bands don't start for another 2 hours, but they have the stage set up and are letting people come up and do karaoke. this family just went up w their kids to belt out cartoon songs and when they held the mic up for the baby to try, it babbled cutely for a sec and then grabbed on and unleashed one of those horrible piercing baby SCREAMS at the top of their little baby lungs and i'm pretty sure wiped out the first 3 rows of people lmao

[ruerecs]

PSA! you don't have to have smut in your fic to make it good.

for all the butthurt people in my reblogs, i’m literally a writer too. that’s literally why i made this post, never said you shouldn’t. just said you don’t have to? (all the people complaining about this post just know i’m laughing at your replies🙂‍↕️)

[sleepyangelkami]

smut's fun. have you ever read soul crushing, heart aching, head throbbing comfort that makes your eyes burn out of your head to the point where you just have to crawl into a ball because your inner child feels so safe? haha... yeah smuts fun.

[drewsephrry]

my boys

[amandabbbbb]

summary: rafe who protects maybank!reader from luke bc jj is too busy finding gold to protect his sister

tw: parental abuse, mention of drugs, rafes sweet but kinda demanding

word count: 526

you covered a shift working at the wreck because kie could never be bothered to take a shift at her dad’s restaurant, too busy running around the island trying to find whatever gold bullshit that john b has got your brother’s friends and him hung up on. you call jj, overwhelmed from the morning of dealing with your father luke’s fit of rage.

“are you gonna be home tonight? dad just bought a bunch of drugs from barry’s and i don’t want to be alone. i’m scared.”

“sis, you know i love ya, but do you want our lives to get better or not? i’m tryna get us out of this hell, alright? so just stay in your room and don’t come out. love ya, bye.”

he hung up before you could squeeze in another cry for help. just as your salty tears fall, rafe cameron motions you over to give him his bill. you wipe your tears away and give him the fakest smile. he orders you to sit in the opposite empty chair.

“are you alright, sweetheart? i heard that. you know, i know your dad’s a druggie dick. i’ve seen him at barry’s. I gotta get you out of that house. i see your bruises. you know all that makeup doesn’t cover it.” he grabs your arm and rolls up your sleeve, showing your bruise from your father. you, flustered, pull away as his tone was demanding.

before you could even respond, kie’s words ring in your ears: “rafe cameron wouldn’t be caught dead eating here, especially alone. he usually spends his time at the country club. to a kook like him, the wreck is a dump. but ever since you started working there, he always sits at the same table almost every day, staring at you your whole shift, and if you aren’t his waitress, he makes a huge fuss. he’s so sweet to you, always.”

“rafe, really, i’m alright. don’t worry about me.”

“stay at mine tonight, y/n. i’ll take care of you.” he sets 1000 dollars down on the table. he usually gives you a 100 or 200 dollar tip but never this much. you barely know rafe.

“rafe, no. i can’t take this. i don’t even know… uh, uh, rafe, i can’t.”

“stop mumbling and take it. your dad spends all his money on drugs and your brother’s too goddamn worried about god knows what to even be home to take care of you. so i’m going to man up and protect you, okay? so shut up.”

that night after your shift, you stay at rafe’s house. he lets you stay in sarah’s room since the camerons are away. for the first time in ages, you finally relax, safe from your abusive father. you fall asleep almost instantly, exhausted from the stress. rafe makes sure you’re comfortable, checking on you throughout the night. when you wake up in the morning, you find a note and breakfast waiting for you. the note reads:

“good morning, sweetheart. had to run some errands. i know we’re very different but i know what you’re going through. stay as long as you need. you’re safe here. - rafe.”

[love-at-first-sight-23]

Welcome to the world of “Being in love with a person who doesn’t exist in real life but you pretend they do anyway because you’re obsessed” ✧˖*°࿐

[randommultifandomrants]

Being a girl is pt.2: deciding you’ve read enough fics for the moment and swiping out of the app just to re-open tumblr or open wattpad/ao3