#Oh and I don't think she's JJs mom either.

[keyh0use]

do u think wheezie, rafe and Sarahs mom is actually dead ? How?

Short answer: Yes, I do and (supposed) suicide.

If she's alive, we'll have another Big John situation on our hands where—unless she's locked up in some facility—the show won't be able to justify her absence in a fulfilling way. Where was she when two of her children were homeless? Evading a murder charge? On the run? After daddy attacked them?

She's never once been mentioned, not even in passing.

I think she developed postpartum psychosis and was gone within a year of Wheezie's birth.

And it was embarrassing, no matter how much Ward may have loved her, to be the focus of so much ill gossip about his crazy wife. To have to take time off work to trail after her because she was forgetful and hallucinating, to be screamed at for things he wasn't actually doing. The Northside isn't that big, word travels fast and suddenly he has to fire the gardener and the maid and the chef because somebody is leaving Tanneyhill with all their secrets and spilling them all over Kildare.

When she died...it was the worst day of Ward's life. It was also a relief.

Anyway I think this theory works for a few reasons:

One, it would explain why they detest Rose so much. Maybe an unpopular opinion but I think Ward and Rose's relationship is genuine, but it probably happened too soon. (I've seen people say maybe Ward cheated with Rose, and yeah, maybe that too.) And of course anytime would be too soon for the kids but it felt like one day they had a small funeral to bury their mother and the next Ward was announcing his engagement, Rose was moving in and redecorating and, while possibly unintentional, replacing their mother. Especially from Rafe's perspective, which the younger siblings grew up under and adopted.

Two, why Ward had a hard time bonding with Wheezie. Rafe was distraught, unable to process what happened and Sarah happened to be at an age where she could remember her mom in passing memories but clung to her father in the aftermath, strengthening their relationship as the others fell apart or barely formed.

Photos came down because they were upsetting to everyone. Her name became a taboo in the household. Anyone who mentioned her around the country club was on Wards shitlist. He just wanted to move on in the public eye, he'd grieve in private.

Three, why Ward (seemingly) doesn't want to help Rafe combat mental illness, even when directly asked for help; it triggers him. The rambling, the thousand yard stare and way drugs make him stagger around, unable to hold his head up and the way he gets angry and lashes out. It reminds him too much of his first wife, not that that's a reasonable excuse.

#I also hc her name as Alycia #not that you asked lol #I have a whole piece on her descent tho #If anyone wants #Oh and I don't think she's JJs mom either. #rafe cameron #ward cameron #sarah cameron #wheezie cameron #Wheezie and Sarah and Rafe's mother #obx #outer banks #oh also “supposed” suicide because Ward might've killed her #anyways 😊 #y'all don't wanna hear about that tho

[criminalmindswhore]

Playlists Tell All

Tara finds your playlist titled Prentiss and looks through it while you drive. She and JJ tease you about it until Emily finally finds out.

BOTH HANDS ON THE PHONE AT ALL TIMES 🤨 Also, this is long bare with me, also not proofread, oops.

TW: SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT

It was no secret you were gay. It was apparent from the day you walked into the BAU wearing docs and a septum ring. Tara was the first to notice, lesbians find each other. You were never closeted to them but never shouted it in the bullpen either. If they asked, you told.

"Hey, Y/n can I ask you something?" Emily asked as you two went down the elevator. "Sure, what's up?" You smiled at her. "Are you gay?" She looked puzzled, "Miss BAU Unit Chief was the last to notice?" You chuckled and she looked offended, her mouth falling open. You were almost too distracted by your thoughts, 'I wonder if that's the face she makes when she-', to notice the elevator stop. "So like only women or?" She stepped out of the elevator, you following suit. You cringed at thinking of being with a man, "Only women." She chuckled, "I knew it." She stopped walking signaling you were parting ways for the night. The cold Virginia air made a chill run down your spine, or maybe you noticed the few shirt buttons undone on the way to the parking lot. "I'll see you tomorrow Y/n." She smiled at you and grabbed your bicep for a moment. The touch lingered in your brain, your skin on fire, "See you tomorrow Unit Chief of the gayest FBI unit." She laughed loudly at your comment as she walked away, her grey hair swaying with which step.

Your talks with Emily to your cars became a nightly thing, on purpose from your end but she didn't need to know that.

After a case in Northern VA, Tara, JJ and you were in an SUV driving back to Quantico. Tara deemed you the driver as you were a 'young sprite who would stay awake longer'. Your phone became the AUX phone and Tara sat up front scrolling through your music creating the perfect queue. Her eyes widened as she came across a playlist titled, 'long talks with Prentiss'. She sat straight up and looked at you. You turned your head to glance at her, then back at the road, "What?" She leaned back against the seat, "Nothing." JJ's interest was now peaked, "Tara, you gotta tell us now." Tara scrolled through the songs:

She - Dodie

girls - girl in red

1950 - King Princess

She's My Religion - Pale Waves

I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys

Call Out My Name - The Weekend

and on and on and on...

Tara came up with a genius plan, queuing up all the songs. The second girls came on, it clicked. "Tara, I can explain." She just laughed, "Explain that you have a huge crush on someone almost 30 years older than you?" JJ put down her Cheetos, "Wait? Emily?" Your grip on the wheel tightened and your cheeks turned bright red. "Can you two just not?" Tara chuckled, "Oh no miss thing, you have to spill now." JJ laughed from the backseat.

You weighed your options, either tell them and they tease you about it, or you don't and they tease you even worse until you spill, "Fine," the two women high-fived, "but it doesn't leave this car. Clear?" JJ saluted at you and Tara nodded. "She's just so hot dude. How could I not find her attractive and she does that stupid thing when she's focused where she licks her lip and then bites it." You were gushing like a high school girl at this point. "And don't get me started on her hands." JJ cringed slightly. "Okay, but she's 1, your boss, and 2, old enough to be your mom." You sighed and grimaced, "Why do you think it lives in my head? I have a playlist and that's it. She will never know and no one else will." Tara shook her head, "Honey she probably already knows. Emily is one of the best profilers in the world, not only that she's got those super-secret spy skills. Has she been acting differently towards you?" You shook your head, "No, I mean we've been talking one-on-one a lot more but that's just because we usually leave at the same time." Tara hummed and JJ laughed loudly, "What JJ?" You were still horrified at the current situation and her finding it humorous was not helping. "She did mention how she knows someone in her inner circle is attracted to her but didn't wanna bring it up." She leaned back in her seat and crossed her arms. "JJ! You can't just tell me that!" Tara was losing it, doubled over in laughter. "You both suck."

It didn't get brought up again during the case. You thought it had blown over until you were all standing in the bullpen after the case chatting while people packed up bags and files. "Hey guys, what are laughing about?" Prentiss asked as she joined the group, bag in hand. "Reid is so oblivious to how much his neighbor wants to get in his pants," Luke explained while still laughing. Emily licked her bottom lip before pulling it between her teeth, Taras's head shot around to look at you wiggling her eyebrows. You scoffed and smacked her arm. "What's going on there?" Emily asked while smiling at you two, "Oh god are two?" Tara laughed and you nearly threw up in your mouth. The whole team was now looking at you and Tara with their mouths open, "God no! Tara and I are not sleeping together!" The team erupted into laughter except for you and Emily, staring into each other's eyes. She smiled sweetly at you and your face got hot. "I am going home, you guys enjoy bullying Reid." You grabbed your bag and stood up off your desk, "Wait, I'll walk with you, let me grab my cup from the kitchen." Emily took off swiftly to retrieve her mug and JJ gave you the 'I know something they don't' look. You glared at her and went to wait for Emily by the elevators. She approached you and pressed the down button, "Ready?" You nodded and stepped into the elevator.

The following week was full of being teased by JJ & Tara and Emily knowing something was up. Emily entirely said, "If someone made a playlist based on me I would be honored," while working a case. Which earned a stare from JJ and a muffled laugh from Tara.

One night you and Emily were heading down together like you usually did, "Hey, have you been seeing someone? Tara and JJ seem to know something about you no one else does." As you unlocked your car you froze. "Um, no, there's just a running inside joke going." You shrugged your shoulders trying your best to control your microexpressions. She seemed happy with your answer and wished you goodnight. You got in the car and turned on the playlist, your phone screen still open to it when someone knocked at your window. You rolled it down and Emily glanced at your lap, "Hey did you notice if- is that my name?" Her face was shocked, yours was pure fear. You flipped your phone over, "No." She saw right through you, "Y/n, let me see." She was smiling in a way you've never seen before. You didn't budge until Emily reached through the window and snatched your phone, turning away from your car. You unbuckled yourself and jumped out, "Emily please." It was too late.

She turned around, mouth agape, "Y/n, is this how you feel about me?" Her voice was low and dropped an octave. It shot shivers through your body erupting your core. You didn't know what to say, the damage was done. She stepped closer, reached behind you, and slid your phone into your back pocket. She went to move her hands but you grabbed her arms, holding them on your ass. "Emily." Your desperation showing in your voice. It set something off in her. Before you could process it, Emily's lips were on yours and your back was hitting your car. Her hands are on your hips gripping you tight. You snaked your arms around her neck gripping her hair. Her lips moved furiously on yours, her tongue swiping against your lips. The action made you whimper giving her access to your mouth. You could feel her chest moving on yours as she breathed heavily. She pulled away but kept her face inches from yours, "Y/n," she sighed, "This can't happen." You dropped your arms from her neck, she didn't move. "Fuck it." She said in the hottest fucking voice you've ever heard, you moaned at the sound before she attached her lips to yours again.

As her apartment door closed, bags were dropped, jackets discarded. Her lips moved against your neck as you gripped her shirt, "Emily, please." She chuckled, "Already begging for me pretty girl?" You moaned at the praise and Emily lifted a brow, "Oh you liked that huh?" Her arm reached around you to harshly grabbed your ass, "You like being praised by your boss huh? Like the slut you are?" Your knees buckled under you and she gripped your hips to keep you upright. Emily continued her attack on your neck as she pulled you to her bedroom, dropping you on the bed with a thump. "Pretty girl I need you to verbally consent for me before I fuck you senseless." She unbuttoned her shirt as you spoke, "Yes Emily, please. I need you." She slipped her shirt off exposing her black lace bra to you and you stared in awe. She laughed at you and took a finger under your chin pulling your eyes back to hers, "Up here." She spoke sternly and you didn't dare disobey at the risk of her leaving you high and dry. She straddled your lap and started undoing your shirt at an agonizing speed. You squirmed under her from impatience, "Ah, patience sweet girl. I'll get there. Although I understand why you're so needy after months of wanting me exactly like this. On top of you getting ready to make you scream my name." She slipped off your shirt and leaned in close, "I believe it was, call out my name I saw on that playlist of yours?" She left a wet sloppy kiss behind your ear. You could feel the pool of wetness growing between your legs.

She kissed down your collarbones as she unclasped your bra, throwing it somewhere in the room. She kissed down to your chest until she reached your left nipple, swirling her tongue around it, "Mhm, fuck yes." You gripped her hair harder than you planned on eliciting a moan from her. It was music to your fucking ears. She discarded her slow and steady pace and reached down to unbuckle your belt, undoing your pants and slipping them past your ankles. They hit the floor with a metallic clink before she kissed down your stomach. She pulled off your underwear with her teeth, the sight nearly making you finish right then and there. "Emily, you're wearing too much, I wanna see you." Your voice was slurring, you were so drunk on every single thing you were feeling. She sat up and undid her bra, slipping it off, her perfect breasts falling against her chest. She was perfect. She stood for a second taking off her pants, revealing her perfectly toned legs.

She positioned herself between your legs and licked up your slit. The sensation making your head spin. Your hands gripping her sheets as she took your clit between her lips humming at the taste of you. "You are so in for it Y/n." Hearing her say your name like that was music to your ears. She started flicking her tongue against your clit and your back arched off the bed. She reached one of her hands up grabbing yours giving you something to ground yourself to this moment. You gripped her hands tightly as she teased you with the other hand. Emily removed her mouth from you looking up at you making eye contact, "Beg for it." Your words got caught in your throat causing Emily to completely move her hand away from you and harshly grip your thigh, "I told you to do something Y/n." You swallowed, "Please Emily. Please fuck me. Emily, I need you, please." She smiled devilishly before slamming two fingers inside of you setting a rough pace. "That's my pretty little slut." The cockiness apparent in her tone of voice. She maintained eye contact as she reattached her lips to your clit, pulling it between her teeth softly.

Emily's pace showed no mercy as she fucked you roughly. Her tongue and lips worked against your clit as she pumped her fingers in and out of you roughly. You were so close to coming undone and she could tell. She removed her mouth from you, still fucking you with her fingers, "Do you want to cum?" You writhed under her nearly screaming from pleasure, all you could muster was a nod. "I need words." You opened your eyes and looked into hers, "Yes. Please. I'll do anything." She smirked and let go of your hand, wrapping it around your throat. You moaned her name so loudly you swore the whole building would hear, but neither of you cared. She whispered against your clit, "Cum for me Y/n." She licked your clit once more before you came screaming her name and a slew of curse words. She continued her pace fucking you through the high until your body fell limp. She slowed her pace and slowly pulled her hands from you. She kissed up your stomach, "Such a good girl. You did so good pretty girl." She pressed a sweet kiss to your cheek before disappearing into the bathroom and returning with a warm, wet washcloth. She sat down at your feet, "Is it okay if I clean you up?" Her tone was gentle and slow. You nodded, not having feelings in your face. Your whole body felt like it was vibrating. She was soft and gentle, discarding the cloth into the dirty laundry.

She pulled a t-shirt over her head and laid one out at the end of the bed. She laid next to you, pulling you into her. You wrapped your arms around her waist before snuggling your head into her neck. She wrapped her arms around your shoulders and pressed a kiss to your head. "Emily, that was." You couldn't quite form the words as your nose was still tingling. "Awesome, amazing, perfect, I know." She giggled at her joke and you smiled. "Who would've known badass Unit Chief Prentiss likes to cuddle after sex." She scoffed, "Shut up! I can be soft!" You chuckled, "There's a shirt at the end of the bed if you want it. You can go to sleep, I'll get you up in the morning." You sat up and looked at her, "I'm kind of hungry." She smiled, her eyes wrinkling, "I'll grab you a snack." She left the room and you slipped on the shirt, never leaving the bed.

The playlist you regretted making, just got you the best sex ever.

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[jackhues]

(mockingbird au!) mother's day - platonic!hughes

request: okay hear me out for your mockingbird au maybe it’s mother’s day or father’s day and un buys a gift of either jim or ellen and a little card with something like to the second mom i always wanted 🥺🫶🏼

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"ooh, this one's cute," you held up a card.

jack looked up from the corny jokes he was reading on the other cards, looking through the one you picked out.

the two of you were doing mother's day card shopping for ellen, but couldn't decide on one card. you'd already bought a cute gift from the both of you, but the card was one place you and jack couldn't agree.

"i just think she'll like the jokes more," jack said, holding up his corny joke-filled card.

"it's ellen, not jim," you reminded him.

"but this one's so funny," he tried again, reading one of the jokes and laughing like a four year old.

"let's just get both cards," you decided, placing them in the shopping cart. "one from each of us. that way, we can write her a personalized message."

"i like that idea," jack smiled. "why didn't i think of it?"

you laughed, "that's something i'd rather not get into right now. c'mon. we still need to get wrapping paper."

--

you tapped the pen against your chin thoughtfully, stumped as to how to write the card. sure, you'd written cards before, but never one for ellen.

this was your first mother's day being jack's girlfriend, and in such a short amount of time, ellen had already become more of a mom to you than your own mother.

she was supportive and kind, cheering you on whenever you needed her.

she was caring and sweet, always ready to be your shoulder to cry on if needed.

she was always there for you, taking you in as if you were her own child.

she was the one who showed you what a mother's love should look like.

how could you ever convey all that in a single card?

you stared at the blank page, promising yourself you'd try.

--

"where's my phone?" you moved the couch pillows, trying to find it.

jack patted the ground, helping you in your search. your ringtone had been blaring for a while, but you had no idea where it was.

"oh, here it is!" jack pulled it out from under his coffee table triumphantly. "look, it's my mom!"

"hurry and answer it," you told him. "i don't want her to hang up."

he fumbled for a second, before answering the facetime message. "hi mom!"

"hi jackie," ellen waved, sniffling slightly. "where's y/n? i want to see her."

"i'm right here, ellen," you said, taking the phone from jack and waving to his mom. her eyes were watery, and she kept sniffling on the facetime. "what's wrong? are you crying?"

jack looked up at that, noticing his mom's teary eyes and shaky voice.

"it's a good kind of crying, i promise," she laughed a little. "your card, it was so beautiful. i just, i loved it so much. the way you--" she shook her head, wiping her eyes, "i just loved it, y/n. and you should know, i'm glad you and jack met. i'm glad i was able to show you all of that, to be all of that for you. because i promise, you mean just as much to me."

"now you're gonna make me cry," you laughed to try and stop the tears.

ellen laughed as well, the two of you doing your best to keep the tears at bay. it was a special moment for you two, being able to share how important you were to each other.

at least until jack continued, "i'm so fucking confused right now."

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[echobx]

soulmates 2 - jj maybank x fem!reader

summary: y/n faces her new reality and makes a tough decision

warnings: smut (masturbation), hurt/comfort, yelling, emotional turbulences (?)

word count: 2.9k

author's note: I wish I knew what I was doing ¯\_(ఠ ͟ʖ ఠ)_/¯

part 1

Three flights of stairs up and through the door you walked past your mom and fell into your bed, crying.  “Did something happen?” she asked through the closed door. “Did he hurt you?”  “No, he didn't,” you cried and heard the door open and close, a few footsteps before she sat down by your side.  “Bean, what happened?” she asked sweetly and stroked over your hair as your face was still pressed into the pillows.  “I hate the universe, mom,” you mumbled and cried some more. The only thing that made it hurt less was that JJ didn't interrupt your thoughts.  “Oh baby,” she sighed and pulled you into a hug. You sniveled and she hugged you tighter. “Tell me.” 

You tried to collect your thoughts and focus on the words rather than your tears. “We were out for lunch and then- I don't know why now, why me, why him- I can't break his heart, mom, I just can't,” you cried.  “Oh, Bean, I'm so sorry,” she whispered and wiped your tears away. You were glad that she let you feel sad about it, although you knew she was probably internally screaming about how happy she was for you to find your person.  “How am I supposed to tell him?” you asked quietly, hoping for an easy answer.  “I never had to break up with someone, but I think being honest and gentle would be the best approach,” she suggested, and it hit you like a ton of bricks. She had never had to go through this heartbreak, this pain and feeling like you were betraying someone you thought you might love. For her, it had been a smooth slope from best friends to partners to the confirmation that she had always been meant for her dad.  “He wants to come over later,” you said sheepishly, unsure if it would actually be a good idea.  “Do you want him to?” she asked and brushed over your hair again.  “I don't know. My head is all over the place,” you admitted and she nodded.  “It's an adjustment, I know.”  “You already told Dad, didn't you,” you sighed, knowing well enough now that there was no way to conceal your thoughts from the other, especially when it was something this personal to either of you.  “Can't help it,” she admitted with a smile. 

“Tell me about him, not Kelce, I already know that one,” she chuckled. “I don't know that much. He's a waiter-” you wanted to keep talking, but JJ interrupted your thoughts. ‘And surfer, and most importantly a way better kisser than that Kook of yours.’ “Uhm, anyway,” you mumbled, and your mother couldn't help but smile as she saw how you were acting.  “You could invite him over, just to talk. I would like to get to know him,” she spoke quietly, as if she was scared that he would hear her, which was impossible.  “I don't know if that would be wise,” you whispered.  “You want to break up with Kelce first, I understand. I can only imagine how much that's going to hurt both of you,” she sighed and hugged you again.  ‘That feels weird. What's happening?’ JJ asked.  ‘I’m hugging my mom. Can you not spy on me right now?’ you snapped at him, maybe a bit too harsh, but he just chuckled.  ‘I’m trying very hard not to, but your emotional turbulence is making it difficult for me to remember the orders.’ “Sorry,” you said out loud, forgetting completely that he wasn't actually next to you.  “Why are you sorry? You don't have to be sorry for not being fond of breaking the boy's heart,” your mom said before realizing that you hadn't been talking to her. “Oh,” she exclaimed and smiled.  “I'm going to talk to him tonight, explain it all, and hopefully he won't hurt JJ,” you told your mom, making sure that JJ was aware too.  “I'm gonna be here for you, and your dad too. We won't let anything happen to you,” she assured you.  ‘Great, and I'll go break his ugly nose when he even tries to make you feel bad about this,’ JJ said and paired it with a memory of his fist connecting to Kelce’s jaw.  ‘Don’t show me shit like that, I still care about him,’ you told him as you watched your mom leave your room. ‘I don't want either of you getting hurt.’  ‘Fine.’ You could feel him rolling his eyes at you.  ‘Good,’ you hissed.  ‘Are you free tomorrow? We could go on a date,’ he suggested.  ‘First I have to deal with my boyfriend, then I can think of other things. Now shush, I have to think clearly,’ you shut him up, and he just laughed before leaving you to be by yourself. 

You texted Kelce to meet you for dinner at your place and then spent the remaining four hours in between figuring out how to explain it all without having to hurt him too much.  In the shower your mind slipped back to how JJ had looked at you, his comment about wanting to kiss you. You couldn't stop yourself from thinking about him, his physique, his eyes, his smile, his laugh, his voice that was even more attractive out loud than inside your head. You found yourself thrusting your own fingers into your pussy as he filled out your whole mind and being.  ‘Fuck princess, I'm trying to have a conversation with my friends. Can you stop thinking about how much you wanna fuck me?’ His daring laugh echoed in your mind as the hot water ran over your body.  Instead of stopping you decided to take a step further, picturing yourself in your favorite lingerie set, knowing well enough how much more difficult that would make it for him.  ‘Are you always this dirty?’ he asked, and you could feel him trying to control his thoughts, not wanting to let you see what he actually wanted to think of.  ‘No, but I'm very emotional,’ you replied and he chuckled.  ‘You really wanna fuck yourself while thinking about me before you break his heart? Do you even understand how hot that is?’ He sounded way needier than he had intended and a picture of his hands roaming your body, pressing you into the wall at the Country Club and kissing you appeared in your mind. But it wasn't your thought, no, and that made it even worse.  ‘I bet you taste even better than I can imagine,’ he growled, and you lost control over your own body. Your orgasm washed over you as you panted, your head leaning against the baby blue tiles.  ‘Did you just-’ He couldn't even finish his sentence as you cut him off.  ‘I trust you to never tell anyone about what just happened. No one! Ever!’ you urged.  ‘Why would I ever let anyone know?’  ‘I’ve never done that before, not like this,’ you admitted.  ‘I could make you feel even better, princess,” he mused, and you had to laugh.  ‘You can pick me up from school tomorrow, but only if tonight goes to plan. I hope it does,’ you thought to yourself and then a wave of warmth spread through your body. ‘Are we even now?’  ‘Yeah, next time you could warn me. I don't know how to explain that one to them,’ he said, and you could feel your heart beating a bit faster.  ‘You haven't told them yet?’ 

Instead of replying JJ just showed you a memory of his: He was sitting on a couch on a porch, looking out onto the march; a yard with hammocks hanging from an old tree, a hot tub and a pier with a small boat docked to it were in his eyesight before he turned his head to look at his friends.  “I never really believed in it anyway, are you sure?” JJ asked the curly haired boy.  “Am I sure?” the boy laughed, and a girl looked at him slightly disgusted.  “Yeah, are you, because I think it's bullshit. Sarah Cameron, the Kook Princess? Be for fucking real John B!” she snapped at him.  “Do I look like I have a choice? She's with Topper, you know how much that hurts?” You could hear the pain in John B's voice.  “You had a crush on her for years, it just seems too convenient to be true. It seems too perfect, and we all know the stats, okay?” Another boy, tall and dark skinned, spoke up.  “Pope is right, the odds are so low, you can't blame us for doubting it,” JJ said, and you could feel that he had wanted nothing more than to believe his best friend, but the other two brought up good arguments.  “You just don't get it, none of you will until you experience it yourself,” John B sounded angry as he got up and walked inside.  “Pretty slim chances,” JJ mumbled and the memory vanished. 

“Oh,” you sighed out loud and got the immense urge to hug him.  ‘Yeah, I don't want them to tear you to pieces,’ he admitted.  ‘But they don't know me,’ you thought, yet the unsettling feeling that they would hate you didn't leave you alone.  ‘I shouldn't have told you about that, not right now, not before- I'm sorry,’ he apologized. ‘Can you feel me hugging you?’ You had to laugh, because even though your connection with him got stronger with every single thought you shared, it was still not more than a cute phrase, yet it gave you hope.  ‘JJ?’ you asked after some time, and while trying to figure out what to wear.  ‘Yeah?’ he replied, while still only picturing himself holding you tightly.  ‘How does one break up with someone else?’ you asked and hoped he knew the answer.  ‘If it were me, I wouldn't want you to lie about it. I mean, it would be easier, but he's gonna find out anyway. You should tell him all, not just half of it,’ he was so calm about it that it made you not be as scared for what was to come.  ‘My mom wants to meet you,’ you let him know just to distract yourself while putting on your clothes; a pair of jeans and a hoodie.  ‘All right, but maybe not that quick. I think we should start slow,’ he told you, and you had to agree, it was all so very fast already. Just this morning you hadn't even thought about ever meeting your soulmate, and now you were about to break up with your boyfriend for said soulmate; it was all quite fast, actually.  ‘I will leave you to it, if you need me just call,’ he let you know before your mind went quiet again. 

You sat at the dinner table and watched your parents cook. They always cooked together, not losing a single word as they were inside their own bubble.  You admired them, how easy everything always seemed. They rarely ever fought, and you finally understood why, you could finally understand why your parents acted the way they did. And you hoped that you could be like this too, one day, to have a complete understanding between JJ and you, to never have to question your love because you could be certain he felt the same.  The knocking on the door ripped you out of your thoughts, and you jumped up, your parents turning around and giving you a warm, encouraging smile. 

“Hey,” you sighed as you looked at Kelce. He had brought you flowers, and you felt your heart breaking a little.  “I didn't know what to bring,” he said nervously. You had never seen him this nervous. “Are you feeling better?”  You nodded and let him inside, taking the flowers and putting them in a vase as he greeted your parents.  “Thank you for letting me have dinner with you, Mr. and Mrs. y/l/n,” he thanked them politely before taking his usual seat at the table.  “It's always a pleasure,” your dad replied, and you could see your mum hit him in the side and wondered what he might have thought about to cause her to do it.  ‘I don't know how to do this,’ you cried out for help and hoped that JJ could help you.  ‘I could come over, you just have to tell me where you live,” he suggested, and you were so lost in him that you didn't notice the water overflowing the vase and running down the drain.  “Honey,” your mom ripped you out of it and started taking care of the flowers for you.  “Sorry,” you mumbled.  ‘If you were in his shoes, would you want to eat before or rather after someone trampled on your heart?’ JJ asked, but you didn't have an answer for him.  “Before,” you whispered to yourself, looking down at your feet and Kelce looked at you confused.  You walked over to him and looked at him, feeling your heart squeeze at how horribly it would hurt to have to tell him the truth.  ‘All right, that hurts,’ JJ sighed.  ‘Sorry,’ you let it slip while trying to find the words you wanted to tell Kelce. 

‘Kelce, I have to talk to you about something important,’ JJ helped you out, and you simply repeated the words out loud.  “Is everything okay? You've been acting weird all day, sugar,” Kelce noted.  “Maybe we should go to my room,” you mumbled and walked to the back of the small flat and into the small room that you called your own. He followed you and placed himself on the edge of your bed after you had sat down in your desk chair.  “I don't- You have to understand that I didn't mean for this to happen, it was a mistake really,” you started talking and JJ interrupted you.  ‘You’re making it sound like you cheated on him. Very bad idea, princess.” “I mean, I had no say in it and I want to tell you before anything happens, before-” Your throat felt like it was closing up as you looked into his confused face.  “Y/n, what are you trying to tell me?” he asked quietly.  ‘Don’t forget to breathe, love,’ JJ whispered in your head, and you had to close your eyes to focus on the words.  “We have to break up,” you pressed out before opening your eyes and looking at the confused boy in front of you.  “What?” he asked.  “I can't be with you anymore, I'm sorry,” you said with a monotonous voice.  “Why?” Kelce was completely caught off guard. “I don't understand-” “It wasn't my choice, you have to understand-” you tried to explain yourself.  It seemed to dawn on him what had happened, and he got up and started pacing. “Who?” he suddenly snapped at you, and you flinched at the anger he had in his voice. You didn't want to tell him, not after he had just reacted like this.  “It doesn't matter who,” you whispered.  ‘I’m gonna kill him if he hurts you,’ JJ hissed because he could feel that the fear you were now experiencing was a different one than before. “I think it matters a lot,” Kelce barked at you and you flinched again.  “It's no one's fault. If I could change it I would, please believe me,” you told him but the way he was acting made you question what had ever made you feel drawn to him at all. 

“Who!” he demanded and got closer to you, your heart racing as your father ripped the door open.  “Step away, Kelce,” he told him calmly and the boy did as he was told.  “I deserve to know who it is, that's the least you could do,” he said in a broken voice.  “You will hurt him,” you whispered, and a tear ran down your cheek.  ‘Tell him. I can take care of myself. He won't let you go unless you tell him, and you can't lie either,’ JJ told you and your heart felt even heavier thinking about how much could go wrong.  “Promise me to not hurt him, please Kelce,” you begged and he nodded.  “Fine, I promise,” he rushed out the words.  “JJ-” You had barely managed to say his name as Kelce's fist found the wall and punched a hole into it.  “Out!” Your dad barked at him and pulled him away.  “JJ fucking Maybank? Are you kidding me? He's a fucking thief, y/n! He's nothing but a dirty Pogue!” he yelled back at you as your dad kicked him out.  “I'm sorry,” you cried out before falling into your mother's arms. “I'm so sorry.”  ‘Are you okay?’ JJ’s words melted into the ones of your mom.  “No,” you replied, and she hugged you tighter.  “Never liked him anyway,” your dad huffed.  “George!” your mom admonished him, but you had to laugh about it.  “What? Am I not allowed to be honest anymore,” he chuckled and joined into the hug. “I'm sorry, Bean. That wasn't as smooth as you had hoped.”  “No, it wasn't,” you mumbled, but your tears had already stopped flowing.  “I only made enough pasta for three anyway,” your mom whispered and the three of you started laughing.  ‘All right, what's happening? This is confusing me,’ JJ asked and instead of replying you just pictured yourself kissing his cheek.  ‘I guess I'll see you tomorrow after school, cupcake,’ he chuckled, and then he left you alone to have dinner with your parents and try to reconcile with all the feelings that you had had to deal with that day. 

please don't copy and/or post my work onto other platforms! ~e©ho

part 3

#jj maybank #obx #my writing #outer banks #jj maybank x reader #obx fanfiction #jj maybank x you #jj maybank fanfiction #jj maybank fanfic #~fanfiction #smut

[jenniferjareauwife]

JJ’s teenage daughter having nightmare after the events or ‘200’ and she just eventually gives up on the idea of sleeping whatsoever and JJ finds out about this and tries to help her. <3

Nightmares

pairing: jennifer jareau x fem reader

category: fluff, hurt/comfort

warnings: nightmares

word count: 917

age: 15

summary: you're having nightmares after your mom was kidnapped so you give up on sleeping altogether but she finds out and helps you

I caught my breath as I woke up again, another nightmare. The 18th one the past two weeks. I was sick of it. Once I had one it was impossible for me to fall back asleep. Dreams of my mom dying in the hospital or her being tortured played in my mind on repeat and my sleeping mind didn't give me any relief either. "Hon?" I heard my mom from down the hall and I sighed, knowing how tired I was making her. She always woke up whenever I had a nightmare. It was a mom's sixth sense or something. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah." I rubbed my eyes and sat up. She opened the door and quietly made her way over to my bed.

"You ok?"

"Mhm." She laid down next to me, getting herself under my covers like she always did whenever I had a nightmare. Ever since I was little she would always come in and cuddle until I fell back asleep and then stay with me the rest of the night to make sure I was ok. "I'm fine mom, you don't have to stay."

"But you had a nightmare."

"And I'm 15, I can handle myself." I sighed but tucked myself under her arm anyways. This would be the last time I woke her up, the nightmares were getting tiring and what was the point of sleeping? A little sleep derivation never hurt anyone.

Two weeks had passed and I hadn't slept at all except for a few hour long naps here and there when my mom wasn't home. I set a timer on my phone to make sure that if I fell asleep I would wake up before I had a nightmare. "Baby I got the pizza!" My mom walked through the front door with her keys in her mouth, holding a large pizza in her arms.

"Thanks mom." I smiled, feeling my eyes burn a bit from the lack of sleep.

"Of course. Friday is our pizza night." She set the pizza down on the counter before pulling me into a side hug. My head rested on her shoulder and it was so comfy that I almost fell asleep. When she pulled away from the hug I let out a low whine. "What's wrong?"

"Hm?"

"You whined. What's wrong?" She put a slice on her plate before sitting down.

"Nothing." She frowned but didn't say anything else.

"You look tired. Why don't you go to sleep early tonight-"

"I have too much homework and I have to get up early for school."

"You're allowed to take a break." She said softly. "I mean...you've been through a lot."

"You've been through more."

"Yeah but you're my daughter. What happens to me happens to you. Especially with how close we are." She rubbed my back and I frowned, feeling guilty for basically punishing myself for something she went through. "Now what's up? I know that face."

"I...I haven't been able to sleep lately." I mumbled.

"Oh...I thought you weren't getting nightmares anymore, I thought it was getting better."

"No...I just stopped sleeping." I admitted.

"Oh baby. You know that's not good for you, right?" Her voice softened.

"I know...I'm sorry."

"Shh. No apologies. Just finish your dinner and then we can go to bed, ok?"

"No. No if I go to bed then I'll have nightmares and I'll see you dying or getting tortured-"

"Baby I'll sleep with you, ok? You might have nightmares but I'll be right there, ok? I'll be with you the whole time."

"But-"

"You need to sleep, and that's final." She put her hand over mine, squeezing it gently. "It's ok. I'll be with you the whole time." I felt my whole body relax just thinking about getting a good nights rest.

"Mom?" My lip trembled.

"Yeah?"

"I really need some sleep." She smiled, her eyes softening.

"Then let's go to bed, ok?" I nodded and held her hand as we walked upstairs. I flopped down on her bed, not caring about changing or brushing my teeth. I just wanted a good sleep with my mom.

"Mom come here." I groaned.

"I have to brush my teeth baby."

"But I want you now."

"I'll be there-"

"Mom I need you." I whined. She sighed and came over to me, forgetting what she was gonna do as soon as she crawled into bed next to me. "I'm scared to sleep." I whispered.

"But it's gonna be ok. I'm right here, yeah?" She pulled me into her, my head on her chest listening to her heartbeat, one of my arms and one of my legs draped over her. "Is that comfortable?" I nodded, amazed at how much my body relaxed once I heard her heartbeat.

"I need this."

"I know sweet girl." She stroked my hair, gently massaging my scalp while rubbing my back. "I'm here, ok? I've got you." She kissed the top of my head. "You can sleep in my bed as much as you need. I don't care if it's every night, I just want you to be getting sleep. I also just like sleeping with my baby girl."

"Mom." I blushed. "Well...I like sleeping with you too. You're comfy."

"Mhm. I know I am." I laughed softly, my eyelids getting heavy. "Just get some rest baby. I'll be right here if you have a bad dream, I'm right here, ok?" I nodded, feeling sleep slowly wash over me. "I love you."

"I love you too."

#x reader #criminal minds #jennifer jareau #jennifer jareau x reader #jennifer jareau x you #x daughter reader #x daughter!reader

[lis4ux]

this last chapter of together was amazing! literally had me on my toes i loved it. im sooo excited for the next chapter!!! need a sneak peek 🤭

Oh it was so heavy wasn't it?! So happy to hear you loved it! Was one of my favorites 🖤

Being honest, I am not done with the chapter yet and this may be amended when I edit it later. Who knows I may delete it all or completely rewrite it, but for now here's a small portion.

Hope you like it 😘

Two weeks after Kiara was attacked by Travis, she's trying to sleep in her bed. Key word: trying. Because unlike it was before Travis attacked, she doesn't sleep alone anymore. Both of her parents are laying in bed with her. Her dad on one side, her mom on the other.

She loves them, she really does, but they were being a little...clingy. Couldn't blame them, really. They almost lost her.

Kiara doesn't like thinking about that though. Doesn't like thinking about any of it actually. It wasn't like she was avoiding reminders of what happened, but the more she thought about it the more disgusted she felt.

Thinking about Travis' hands around her neck made her shudder. The reminder of him slamming her against the car made her wince. Remembering his voice yelling in her face made her want to scream back.

It wasn't just the memories themselves that bothered her, but any time one creeped up she had to push away the thoughts that filled her mind. That was what bothered her the most. The ones that told her she was weak, feeble, defenseless.

She didn't want to be any of those things, but, logically, being at least fifty pounds lighter than her assailant, it was expected that she was the prey in that situation. So she lays in bed and thinks about the things that could have happened differently. If she only—

A soft tap on her window has her thoughts interrupted and her lifting her head off her pillow, turning towards the sound, knowing exactly who it is.

She looks at both of her parents, sleeping soundly on either side of her. At least they are getting some sleep. She pulls herself up, unwrapping her mom's from around her waist. Both her parents are heavy sleepers, she's figured out. No way she's worried about them hearing JJ in her room ever again.

She crawls out of bed, tip toeing across the floor and grabbing her sweatshirt before descending the stairs. When she gets around the corner of her house, JJ has just stepped down from climbing her house, wiping at his pants. He grins, "Evening."

"You mean middle of the night," she returns his smile.

He steps towards her, hands coming to her face. She pulls him into her, kissing him and feeling his smile against her lips when they pull apart.

She doesn't actually ask him why he's here. Doesn't have to, she already knows.

"You okay?"

She shrugs a shoulder, looking up at her bedroom window. "Be a lot easier to get some sleep if they didn't insist on sleeping in my bed," she complains. "I think I have a bruise from my mom kicking me."

JJ chuckles. "Now we know where you get it from."

Her mouth drops open. "Takes that back," she demands.

"And if I don't?" he mock wonders, causing her to scrunch her face in faux anger.

She gets a causal look on her face. Kinda bratty too. "I'm just gonna go inside, sleep with my parents," she tells him. Before she can even fully turn from him he's grabbing her wrist, delaying her attempted departure. "Yes?" she asks, smugly.

"Not goin' anywhere," he informs, stepping into her space, purposefully not pulling on her. Grabbing her wrist was a risk as it is.

He's noticed she's been a little skittish since that night. Knew she was trying to fight through it, too. Pretended she didn't jump when she heard a loud noise or someone touched her unexpectedly. She'd daze off, getting a worried look on her face. When he'd nudge her she would just smile, like he brought her back from reliving the moment.

He understood it, too. He didn't like thinking about what happened either. Would rather pretend it didn't happen honestly.

Would rather not have recurring nightmares of her being strangled to death, him watching and unable to make a move to save her. Would rather not remember how he had to check her pulse, seriously wondering if he was holding her body instead of her.

Always brings a softball sized lump into his throat that he has to force down.

His gaze crosses her face and body. He always caught himself giving her a visual check. Slowly watching over time as the bruises on her neck faded from red to black and blue to yellow and brown. Her wrist was out of its splint, the mild sprain well on its way to recovery. Her bruised side was supposedly doing better as well, but he has to just take her word on that since he hasn't seen her shirtless in a minute.

His touch is far more gentle than he needs to be, afraid that he'll scare her. Kie doesn't flinch when his fingers hold her though. Never did, and he takes comfort in that. Like he was a safe place for her. It's why he's here after all.

Kie hums at him, a soft challenge, chin lilting upwards. "Got something better to do?"

He shrugs, head nodding back to where Shoupe's truck is parked. "Wanna go night surfing?"

#jiara #ask and you shall receive #sneak peak snippet #jiara fanfic #jj maybank #kiara carrera #together #writing

[blueicequeen19]

Touron Pt. 3

I come down the stairs just as my cousin, Rafe, comes in the side door. He doesn't even look up at me as he rummages through the groceries JJ dropped off. I get a bottle of water from the fridge and turn to leave when Rafe clears his throat.

"You didn't happen to see a dirty Pogue snooping around did you?" I slowly turn around but Rafe isn't looking at me. He's gathered all the ingredients to make a sandwich and he's busy with his task.

"No, I didn't." I lie. I quickly realize my cousin would not tolerate me associating myself with a Pogue.

"Good. You might see one or two hanging around. My father hires them to clean boats and mow the yard and such. You let me know if one gives you any trouble." Rafe finally looks up at me and there's nothing warm about his smile.

"Of course." I say, scurrying back up the stairs before he can ask me anymore questions. My skin still felt flushed from JJ's touch. God, I was hopeless.

The rest of the day is spent in my room trying to ignore the lack of texts from JJ. By the time it gets dark, I've practically made myself sick with anxiety. What if this was just a one time — two time thing? What if he didn't like the way I tasted? What if I'm too clingy? I only texted him twice and none of them he responded too. Maybe he was busy. By the way Rafe talked, Pogues were kept awfully busy.

I'm just about to call it a night when Sarah pokes her head in.

"Lu, you are not going to bed already! It's like 8pm!" Sarah goes straight to the half empty closet of my stuff and I know where this is headed.

"Are you making me go to another party?" I sigh dramatically, throwing the comforter over my head. I really should call my mom but I know she's not thinking about me because she hasn't called me either.

"Just a small get together. Did you only pack T-shirts? It's summer and we live on an island. Come on, cuz." Sarah teases. She yanks the blanket off me and I follow her to her room. It's easier to give Sarah Cameron what she's wants than argue. She has everyone wrapped around her finger. You'd think she'd find a better boyfriend than Topper.

"Here. I know red is your favorite color." Sarah tosses me a red sundress and I smile, surprised she remembered something about me. I let Sarah do my hair and makeup and I slip the dress on, along with a swim suit underneath, then slide on some sandals. Topper picks us up in his Jeep and takes us to the "small get together".

"Oh my god, Sarah!" I gasp as pull up outside the very large get together. The house is secluded by trees with no close neighbors as party goers fill the front yard and around the back towards the beach. Sarah keeps a tight hold on my hand as she's pulled around the back of the house by Topper. The party is even wilder back here. I've never seen so much booze, drugs, and boobs in one place before. Topper wraps his arm around Sarah's shoulders and she drops my hand.

"Mingle! Have fun!" Sarah calls over her shoulder as Topper leads them to his group of friends. Rafe does not look happy to see his sister here. Maybe he's just worried she'd rat him out. I make my way away from the party and down to the beach. I'm used to being ditched so I downloaded a free reading app to entertain myself. Does it count as partying if you don't actually do any partying? My phone dings and I smile when a text from JJ comes through.

Do you want to go swimming?

I can't contain my grin when a shirtless selfie comes through. He looks even better without clothes.

I would but I'm stuck at some party with Sarah.

Where? I can come get you.

I quickly send him my location and set back to reading. Twenty minutes later I hear the sound of a dirty bike and I look up to see JJ parking on the path to the beach, several yards from me. I quickly jog over to him, trying to refrain from taking in his shirtless, sweaty body.

"I hear Kook parties get pretty wild." JJ teases as I stop in front of him.

"I think Sarah just wanted to be nice and get me out of the house." I shrug. JJ pulls me into the cover of darkness from a tree and kisses me hard. I groan against his mouth as his tongue quickly dominates mine. I pull away before I can lose my train of thought, wiping the spit from my lips.

"So where are we going?" I ask. He gives me a sly smirk as he gets back on his dirt bike, motioning for me to follow.

"I thought maybe we could go for a night swim. Or we could go have a Harry Potter marathon and eat shrimp and grits."

"Swimming sounds nice." I straddle him on his bike, tucking my dress beneath my thighs so it doesn't fly up. His warm fingers hook under my knees and pulls me closer to his bare back then he wraps my arms around his waist.

"Hold on, Lu." JJ kicks back the kick stand and starts the bike. It quickly takes off and I squeal, pressing my face into his back. I've known him for two days and it's been the best two days of my life. He speeds through the dark, empty streets and I realize this part of the island isn't as populated as the rest. We come to a stop and we walk hand in hand to the beach. I already miss the warmth of his skin against my face.

"So how are you related to the Cameron's?" JJ asks, dipping his toes in the water and I turn away as I peel off the dress. I turn back around, almost missing his heated stare.

"Um, Rose is my aunt." I say, dipping my own toes in the water. JJ quickly wades out to where he's waist deep and I swim after him.

"So Sarah is your step cousin then?"

"Yes, but we grew up together. I've known them since I was six." I swim closer to him and he swims farther away. I'm almost not able to touch but he seems to be handling himself just fine. "What about you? Siblings? Cousins?" I ask.

"Nope. Just me and my dad." JJ grumbles, dipping his head back into the water to wet his hair. I reach for him again but he dodges me.

"Why are you avoiding me?" I demand and he sighs.

"Because I have a problem and you'll only make it worse." He snaps. Now my feelings are definitely hurt. I spin around, heading back to the beach when strong arms circle my waist.

"Let go." I pull on his hands but he turns me around so I'm wrapped around his waist.

"This—," he pushes my hips down and my clothed core rubs his erection and I gasp. "—is my problem."

"And I make it worse?" I ask softly, his lips plant a kiss on my collarbone.

"You could say that." He says dryly, kissing up my neck.

"What's going on with you?" I tug lightly on his hair to get him to look at me and he groans, his hands slipping up my back and tugging on the strings to my top.

"I just don't want you to get the wrong idea." His voice is low and I have a hard time thinking as he unties the strings at my back. I'd have lost my top if not for the strings around my neck.

"About?" I question as one of his hands cups my breast, rolling my nipple between his fingers. I jerk against him and he groans.

"This is just summer fun. You'll go home at the end." Even though his words are true, they still hurt. "Maybe we should stop this." I didn't want this to stop. I didn't want it to end.

"Or you could teach me all there is to know about sex, so when I go home I'm not completely clueless." I suggest but his expression doesn't change, like he's trying to find the humor in my words.

"Are you suggesting I give you sex lessons?" He asks, his hands pulling me close to his chest. I can feel his heart beating against my chest. I run my hands up his toned arms and finger his neck, gently massaging his scalp until his eyes flutter shut.

"If you want. I have a crush on someone at home and I'd rather not fail in that department." I lie. It's a total lie but I don't want him to think I'm obsessed with him. Or that I can't handle a summer fling. Even though all I want is him every second of everyday. I search his eyes but his expression is still hard. He was almost a totally different person when he wasn't drinking and joking. Maybe it had to do with the steel rod between his legs.

"I have conditions if we do this." He whispers, cupping my neck and bringing his lips to my ear. I brace myself against his chest as the heat from his body clouds my judgement.

"Like?" I whisper as he takes my earlobe between his teeth, careful of my earring.

"Like, no one gets to teach you but me. It's a very important skill so I don't want anyone else ruining our lessons."

"And?"

"And, start wearing thongs. I want to be able to have easy access at all times." I gulp and he pulls my hair back so his tongue can lick the salt from my throat.

"What else?"

"Birth control and condoms. Keep them handy."

"I uh—." He tugs sharply on my hair and I blink up at the night sky. The only light around us coming from the moon.

"Don't touch yourself unless we're together. So I can make sure you're doing it right."

"Of course."

"Also, when I say it's time for a lesson, you don't get to object. I don't care if we're at a restaurant, your families dinner table, a party, or watching a movie with John B. You spread your legs and keep quiet." A whimper escapes my lips as I nod, feeling his lips against my collarbone again.

"And no one finds out. Say you understand." JJ growls, his hands gripping my rear hard.

"I understand." I gulp. Another feral growl leaves his lips and I'm suddenly being hauled up out of the water and he buries his face between my breast. My top sticks to my skin as he kisses and bites the soft flesh. I wrap my arms around his head as the cool air hits my skin. I scan the beach, knowing anyone could walk by and see him mauling my chest. He keeps a firm grip on my rear while his free hand tears my top away, catching my hard nipple in his mouth. I moan loudly as he sucks hard, flicking the sensitive nub with his tongue.

"JJ, please." I pull on his hair and a groan vibrates around my nipple.

"I want to taste every inch of your skin. I want you to cum so hard you forget your own name. I want you to scream my name. And mark my back. You're so damn addicting." He lowers me back down into the water, kissing me hard. It's hard and demanding and hungry and I can't stop. I dig my nails into his shoulder as I cling to him and he moans into my mouth.

"We have to stop." He tries to pull his mouth from mine but I kiss him again, sucking his bottom lip into my mouth. "If we don't stop, I'm going to end up buried in you in the sand." He groans.

"Is that so bad?" I whisper, turning his head to the side so I can kiss his neck. I bite, suck, lick every inch of his neck and throat. I didn't care that he tasted like sweat — or salt water — I just needed to soak up every part of him I could get.

It takes me a moment to realize he's walking us back to the beach and I barely snag my top before it gets left. JJ takes us into the cover of some trees, surrounding us in complete darkness. I can only make out his shape as he lowers me to my feet. I feel him untie his swim trunks and then I feel his bared erection pressing against my stomach.

"First lesson."

#jj maybank smut #smutwarning #outer banks smut #jjmaybank x reader #jj maybank fic #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank sex

[vole-mon-amour]

7x17.

I love how Spencer doesn't give a single fuck about people and the way they see him. The way he sat at the trial after Emily returned. Now this. You you, wonderful boy.

"This is your final lesson, Julie. Do not mess with the teacher." Oh, this one was fun! The kid that played a sixteen year old didn't look like one, of course, but an interesting story overall. The teacher was so delusional. Medieval times and marrying at 12 years old. Sure, Jan.

I gotta give it to the actor, though. He's so awkward with her. The dynamic portrayed here is exactly how it should be portrayed. The actress is good, too.

I love it when the cases they show get me actually invested. Definitely much more interesting than Kevin/Penelope/Derek drama. (yikes)

That's very hot of Aaron.

So what you're saying is that JJ should've been a lesbian and live with Emily. God it.

Family, family, family. I want to see them hanging out together. I mean, really, Dave, Spencer, and JJ? It's like a dad with his kid and his friend, which, ultimately, means dad with his kids.

They're hilarious but also so sweet. Sometimes they give off totally platonic best friends vibes, just like this. They're so comfortable with each other.

I was about to say that maybe that's their difference & that's why they are platonic and maybe should go separate ways. I don't see Penelope becoming a full time mom. A fun aunt, maybe.

However, what if Derek was that person that could change her understanding of marriage? I mean, let's say he could've proposed (they're such an interesting couple that she could've beaten him to it with "I would never, ever want to marry, but it's different with you.") They're soulmates & let's say they'd marry & nothing would've changed. And she suddenly realizes that "Wow, that's how it should be."

Because I don't see Derek proposing to her the same way Kevin does: out of nowhere. Derek would make sure they are on the same page about this. He wouldn't want to freak Penelope out. He would never push her into something she doesn't want. I can imagine a situation where he proposes to her, she's not ready, and he goes, "Baby, it's okay. We don't have to marry if you're not ready." But at the same time he knows her so well that I think he'd see the right moment to do it?

Him wanting a kid is a different thing, but I can imagine him living without it (maybe getting a pet with Penelope or spending more time with Jack and Henry). Or maybe Penelope realizing that maybe it's not such a bad idea & then the idea of being a mother growing on her. Though I am, too, child-free & I understand that if your mind is settled on something, no matter how much you love a person, you should stay true to yourself. And I'm not sure exactly whether Penelope is more scared to end up alone or she genuinely doesn't want to be a mom. She was pretty warm toward Henry so maybe she actually would become a mom if she felt that kind of stability with Derek & was sure of it. Idk, many thoughts about that.

Either way, I can imagine them working out as a romantic couple (since they are often behave like one).

I mean, c'mon. This might as well be a conversation from Grey's Anatomy of two dating people.

Yeah. I think Derek would've understood that before proposing to her. Kevin's role in this show is very unclear. He pops up so rarely, there was a period in the show where he was completely absent. Now they kind of brought him back & he proposed? Meh.

I'm very curious about what he did that the fandom hates him.

Jerk move, especially since it shows that he doesn't love her & just wants to get married, no matter to whom. Still not worth hating though. He's whatever. Next, please. Or back to Derek, I'm not that picky.

At the same time, though, I think the entire Kevin plot line shouldn't have existed. It wouldn't change anything, but less money to spend on the cast, just like the channel wanted to.

#aaron hotchner #spencer reid #cm #natiswatching #jemily #david rossi #jennifer jareau #morcia

[homebody-nobody]

Please oh please do get started on your Maybank Family Meta!!

OKAY LISTEN

I will write meta for frickin EVER, alright, so remember that this is probably not everything and if someone asks 'hey what do you think about [x] I'll probably write you an essay.'

So hwfg

Some base facts we have about the Maybank Family: 1) Luke served in the military 2) Luke is an addict 3) JJ's mom left 4) Luke is physically (and verbally) abusive

Some Things I Like To Believe about the Maybank Family 1) JJ's mom is named Georgia (blame bella for that one) 2) Luke and Georgia probably got married young (military family) 3) JJ probably had siblings (what are the odds that a military family has one (1) kid???) 4) Georgia OBVIOUSLY left bc of Luke's abuse, but what mom leaves that situation without her kids, unless she thinks the abuse will not turn on them?

So I present to you, my 100% freeballing, cocked-up Maybank Family History.

Luke went into the military straight out of high school. Don't ask me about evidence, I'm going off of pure vibes here. Georgia was either a high school sweetheart, or an early-enlistment romance. Now listen, I had a lot of friends that went straight into the military after hs, and I think just about every single one of them are married. Now for more PURE speculation -- JJ had two older siblings. Military families often pop out AT LEAST two kids, if not more, and if Luke was still enlisted in the early childhood of those children, his abusive tendencies wouldn't have been expressed yet.

We know that Luke is on cocaine, is an alcoholic, and also is prescribed sleep medication. All of this can be attributed to his experience as a veteran. Veterans often come back riddled with PTSD and are one of the most at-risk demographics when it comes to addiction and domestic violence. (which is fucked up on another level, but we're talking about OBX right now.)

The severity of JJ's abandonment issues coupled with the fact that his mom left him behind lead me to the siblings theory. In my head, Luke and Georgia had a son first. (I think I named him Jonah.) Then, they had a girl (Georgia Jr./Gigi), then JJ. Likely, Jonah was born, then Gigi between two tours, then JJ right before/after Luke got home. I'm also speculating at LEAST ten year difference between Jonah and JJ. JJ is the youngest when his dad starts abusing his mom. Jonah likely gets tf out as soon as he can -- mid-to-late teens, and probably joins the military too, as young men with the least amount of options tend to do. I don't think Luke ever hits Jonah.

Now, when Georgia leaves, she likely takes her daughter WITH her, in fears that Luke will turn his wrath on the little girl. She probably leaves JJ assuming that because Luke never hit Jonah and JJ is his son, not a girl/woman, he won't be on the receiving end of Luke's rage. I'm also assuming Georgia likely had a lot of mental health issues resulting from Luke's abuse, and may have been an addict herself, which contributed to this decision.

Of course, JJ ends up his dad's target, anyway, and with literally THE MOST severe abandonment trauma from not ONLY his mom leaving, but losing his two siblings, as well. I assume that JJ was pretty young when Georgia left (think 5 or younger) and likely has few memories of his siblings and his mother, and what he DOES have would CERTAINLY be colored by Luke using his mother against him. Whether JJ puts his mom on a pedestal or resents her is up to the reader, but I think it's gotta be a combination of both.

There are also theories that Luke actually, at some point in a blind rage, in fact killed Georgia, and reinforces the abandonment narrative in order to assuage his own guilt, but based on the scene we get in the end of season one where Luke is telling JJ that he loves him and that he (believes that) is doing his best, I don't think that's in line with Luke's character.

so yeah. I mostly developed this backstory with hopes of writing about JJ's Lesbian Older Sister George and exploring what could happen if JJ had older siblings that reconnect with him later in life, but I recognize it's like, 99.999% speculation, and I mostly came up with it for my own fic-writing purposes.

Thanks for reading!!

#anon #answered #maybank family meta #long post #y'all got me writing ESSAYS tonight!! #you're asking me about my theories? #I've waited YEARS for someone to ask me about my theories!

[lizajane2]

Outer Banks 1x10

How did those cops not notice John B and Sarah entering the house? Someone explain that to me. She literally had the flashlight on as if screaming, "WE'RE RIGHT HERE!" And they deserve that happy ending!

"I'm not leaving my little girl," Oh my god, if Ward wasn't a murderer, I'd find that sweet.

Rafe, buddy, I hate to break it to you, but everything is not all right. You're losing it. You're falling apart.

I can't believe no one would actually listen to Sarah. I mean it's obvious the SBI Agent was suspicious. Also, the moment Ward steps in the absolute fear on her face and can he not see how this is tearing her up inside? How it's screwing with her mentally and emotionally?

"She doesn't even see him for what he is." No, she sees you for exactly what you are. A liar. A murderer. Fucking calling her bipolar.

Sarah's family, her whole life is falling apart around her. She's slowly losing everything. Her dad and brother are both murderers and take no responsibility for it. Rose is an accomplice to all of it and Wheezie has no clue what's going on.

I love Mr. Heyward, as strict as he is, he's a good dad. He just wants Pope to make good decisions and be honest with them. He wants Pope to have a future outside of the Pogues. And he's not forcing him either, he's letting his son make his own decisions even if he doesn't agree with them. Can't say the same for Kie's parents though.

"Look I think I actually hurt his feelings." No shit Kie. I thought him giving you the silent treatment and being angry was a clear enough sign.

Holy shit! Kie's mom gave me a mini heart attack popping out of fucking nowhere like that. One of those rare moments that I think she's being a concerned mother. Like at this moment she just wants Kiara to be safe and that's understandable.

JJ's dad is passed out on Ambien shit will knock you the fuck out. I have such a funny story; this was years ago, and it was the night of the GA vs FL football game, she hadn't slept in 6 days. She took one that didn't work, took another, and the entire night she thought she was giving a rock show and playing an electric guitar. Funny as fuck, laughed so hard I almost pissed myself.

Anyway, any scene that JJ has with his dad hurts. My heart hurts for JJ. He's not even sure if his dad means it or not, but it's clear that no matter what happens between them JJ is always gonna love his dad. But he shouldn't be the one apologizing, for anything. It's not his fault.

"I see your mother in you." Just stab me and twist it, why don't you? It'll hurt less.

Pope kicking the living fuck out of Rafe is:

That ass-whooping was deserved.

JJ to JB: "Love you." No, but listen their friendship is not talked about enough. Especially when he's like taking control of the situation making sure that John B is listening to him, to make sure that he gets out safely.

Kie: "I don't have feelings for you, Pope." A few minutes later, kisses him. Girl, make up your fucking mind. The second time this girl has confused me with her ability to keep saying one thing and then doing the complete opposite.

"Let's go into the storm!" Yeah, let's not do that, JB. Out of all the decisions you made this one takes the cake and the icing.

Ward when JB speaks on the radio, "You framed me for a murder I didn't commit!"

I love that Mr. Heyward also brought in JJ for a hug. Broke my heart to see that he had no one to comfort him... yeah, I never stop thinking about that.

Dream A Little Dream of Me by Ella Fitzgerald ft Louis Armstrong is my all-time favorite song.

"Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you, sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you."

#outer banks #outer banks season 1 #john b routledge #jj maybank #kiara carrera #pope heyward #sarah cameron

[blackqueenie-18]

Broken Pieces

This is my first fanfic. Please let me know how I did! :)

SEASON 12 SPOLIERS!

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings : Drugs

Summary : After getting a call that your husband Spencer has been arrested in Mexico for drug possession, distribution, and murder. You, Prentiss, Rossi, and Alvez head to Mexico to help.

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"Hello?" I spoke sleepily."Y/n I need you to come in right now, Reid's in trouble." Prentiss said. "Wait, what?!" I said now fully awake jumping out of bed getting dressed. "I'll explain everything when you get here." she said. "Yeah, yeah okay, I'll be there in 10." I said hanging up and rushing out the door.

Walking into conference room bombarding them with questions. "What happened to Spencer? Is he okay? Whe-" I start "Okay y/n please take a seat and a deep breath." Emily tells me. I do as she says and look at her. "Okay, so Spencer has been arrested in Mexico." she said cautiously. My eyes widened "Mexico!? When did he go to Mexico. H-he told me he was going to Houston f-for his mom and-. Oh my god Diana. I just left her alone at the house I wasn't even thinking!" I said starting to panic. "Y/n breath. Garcia can you call Diana's nurse and tell her to head over there now and ask her to stay until said otherwise. Dave, Luke, and y/n wheels up in 15 everyone else stay here." Emily said calmly. "On it" Garcia says and starts working her magic.

I walk out and into Emily's office "Emily, please be honest with. why is Spencer in jail? What do you know?" She looked at me and sighed " Reid is in jail for drug possession, with intent to distribute.." "B-but Spencer don't even.. What kind of drugs?" I asked defeated "Cocaine and heroin.." she told with sad eyes. "What-I-But-. Em I don't think I should go with you guys. I don't think I'll be able to see him like behind bars.. I can't it will break me." I said tears starting to form in my eyes. "Y/n I know how hard this must be but him seeing you may help him." she told me. I look at her and reluctantly nod "Okay."

As I sit on the jet in the back with a coffee trying to calm myself down as the team about the possibility that scratch is behind this. I just can't stop think about why Spence wasn't in Houston. "Y/n." I get called out of my thoughts by Luke. "Hmm" I look at them. "JJ has something to tell you." I get up and go sit by Luke. "What is it JJ?" I say monotoned. "Hey y/n I just got off the phone with Diana's nurse, and she's okay." I sigh as some weight has been lifted off my shoulders. "Thank you so much JJ." "Of course.

As we walk into the police station all I hear is my heartbeat in my ears. When I finally look up I see Luke walking over to one of the cells. As I just stand there frozen. Emily looks at me as I watch the interaction between Luke and Spencer. "Hey, it's okay." she says trying to soothe me. "He hardly even recognized Luke. What if- what if he doesn't recognize me either. I can't do this Em." I say as a tear falls from my eye. "You have too. This could really help him right now. You're his wife and you've known each other all your lives." she tells me. I sigh and get myself together. "Alright I'll try."

I walk up to where he's being held and I finally look at him. He looks out of it and so tired as if he hasn't slept in days. "Hey Spence.." I say hugging myself. I watch as he just stares at me trying to put together who I am. His eyes slightly widen when she realizes who I am. "Y/n.." he says softly. "We're gonna get you outta here kid." Rossi says behind me. I zone out again as I look at my husband and think *Why did he lie to me?* I look away from as I heard Luke's phone ring. "Excuse me" he says walking away. I just stand there quietly until Luke comes back asking about some Doctor. "We need to go check it out y/n I want you to stay with Reid" Emily said I just look at her and nod.

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Should I do a pt.2?

#spencerreid #criminal minds #emily prentiss #jennifer jareau #luke alvez #spencer x reader #season12

[maschotch]

like and when people get mad at the valid criticisms of her. it's like, I'm sorry the character you created is not the one in the show?? she doesn't have enough/anything that makes her likable enough to outweigh the things in canon that make her unlikable! like no thanks!

"she's just the vessel for the writers shitty idea of what a strong woman looks like" soo true though. every attempt falls flat, or upholds stereotypes and her inability to look outside her own experiences

the fucksibdjdjfkdkg "my friends call me jj. you're not my friend you can call me jennifer"

its so fucking elementary afsgdghdjfh 9 year olds say worse to each other. it's not the slay moment everyone thinks it is

one instance in particular i can't stand is in s3ep14, they're at that carnival for rossi's case, and derek says "I can't believe people waste good money on these fixed games" and girlboss jj says "men" "its not people it's men" "only a man would waste $50 trying to win that $3 stuffed animal"

and just. parents. parents bring their kids to carnivals all the time. to have fun and win shitty prizes. oh but I forgot she wasn't a mom yet, so that wasn't her entire personality. I don't know. for me it just never hits as the girlboss moment every one thinks it is. but go off I guess afsghdhfkh

I've fallen out of it with cm a little lately, but unfortunately it will always have some hold on my soul lmao, and I got caught up in reading through your takes, and truly, this show fucking sucks, but analyzing it can be sO fun and you drop nothing but bangers. it reminded me in a way why I like this god awful show in the first place afgsgrhfjfjgshf

like if anyone gave me a single solid reason to like her character at all i might give her a chance. but i’ve been watching cm for a decade, and kept a finger on the pulse of the fandom for half that. so far ive heard absolutely no legitimate thing to like about her

even fanon jj falls flat for me? she’s so one dimensional and they never address any of her flaws. people either make her the target of emily’s infatuation (which is so fucked up on so many levels?? as if we need any more of the aggressive/obsessive lesbian stereotype) or they keep her as the mom of the group and leave it at that. absolutely NO nuance!! im convinced its bc they know we’re right… actually giving her a personality would mean acknowledging how insufferable she us

imo the best thing you can do with her character is actually talk about her internal conflicts. she’s got massive imposter syndrome and she takes it out on everyone!! thats interesting at least!! lets talk about that!! but nooo bc that would mean admitting everyones favorite blonde haired blue eyes beauty makes mistakes

god ur so right in that aaaaaall her girlboss moments are just so pathetic. i love to tear those moments to pieces because its just so fucking easy. clearly shitty attempts at the writers thinking theyre saying something clever or profound. it scares me how frequently the fandom falls for it. like. develop some critical thinking skills pls i am begging

im also well out of my cm phase, but its still so deeply engrained that even when i havent watched an ep in months, my opinions are as strong as ever especially since theyre always so correct. but yeah there’s something so special about cm? i think its all the half-suggested hints at something deeper that gives us a chance to try and build on it. but its also so casually entertaining that its also nice to just have on in the background. criminal minds is as good as you make it, ig

#akdhakdh i always sound like such a pompous asshole when talking ab criminal minds #i swear im not this confident irl #but… i mean what r u gonna do?? tell me im WRONG?? please #asks #cm crit #anti jj #imagine if we could all come together and give jj the character development she deserves by acknowledging her flaws and having her grow #instead of doing what she does: pretend she’s right all the time

[thefirsthogokage]

Criminal Minds 3x02:

'In Name and Blood'

ASMR and Criminal Minds again. Probably should have done it from the start.

Reactions/Commentary Below The Cut.

That was Bon Jovi, right? I own that song somewhere ...

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Why blonde to brunette? She's different than the other four.

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She's not even a profiler! How the fuck can she run the unit? She really was pissed at Hotch's read on her. She's trying to emasculate him, pull the rug out from under him, deal an emotional blow. What a bitch!

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She doesn't need a briefing, she doesn't know the job! Those are definitely not the clothes to be wearing. Heels and dress? Can run in those. The outfit is borderline casual, geezus. I know what Hotch said, but don't all agents, or at least most not hired for a specific task, have to have field experience? Even not, commons sense would dictate she would know that outfit is unprofessional and just generally inappropriate for field work.

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He's going to solve this from a distance, right? Something bad is going to happen to the section chief, right? And there is no WAY she got to section chief without field experience, Geezus Kryst. Which, again, along with common sense, should tell her NOT TO BE WEARING THOSE CLOTHES! And that necklace, my god.

Yup, unprofessional with the cop. Ffs. She's too emotional for this. Not ok with them doing that with a woman in power.

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I guess everything has finally worn Haley down.

"Just curious" my ass.

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Oh, he uses his kid.

Wow threatens to kill the kid, who's supposed to be his own kid.

Smart clocking that Derek.

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BORDERLINE PERSONALITY DISORDER? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? Oh I hate this.

I mean technically what they are saying is all true. That doesn't mean borderlines are are killers, geezus. Not all of them are bad either, they all just live in constant pain and have a lot of trouble.

Just because they have this illness, that doesn't mean they would do this sort of thing. But that's what they make it sound like.

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No soundproofing it that thorough.

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HE JUST TOLD YOU THEY CANT FIND GIDEON! GEEZUS, HALEY!

You kind of are being the monster here. He's telling you their short handed, you are not caring. I mean, she's right, there will be more cases, but he also is right that he needs to help. He's good at it, he "likes" the work, it is who he is, catching them is who he is.

Oh right they get separated or divorced, right? Before she gets killed. I remember she gets killed.

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Good, he went to get Prentiss.

Prentiss doesn't watch leadership. She HATES it. It's politics. She HATES politics. She told you that before. You think she lied?

There we go, she said it again.

I mean, the badge and gun are kind of needed.

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NICE WORK JJ! She's doing a good job of standing in.

Like I said, I know AJ didn't really like her getting "upgraded" to profiler, and I know apparently a lot of ... fans, claim that was out of the blue. Those people are willingly ignoring moments like this when they watch/rewatch.

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God I HATE child actors being used like this.

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Prentiss is the only person who can talk to her like that.

Wait who gave Hotch that file?

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Like I said, your outfit isn't meant for this.

Also, poor woman. Her little girl was way too young to lose her mom.

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Oh of course Garcia did that.

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Oh that's why he's doing this. Why would the mother leave? She knows he's going to end up in foster care. Maybe she thought her son would remind her too much of his father? It doesn't look like they have anything remotely like similar personalities. Anyway, total bitch leaving like that.

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HE WANTED SOMEONE FORM HIS KID'S SCHOOL? Great way to get caught.

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Prentiss is assisting in a Federal investigation.

The blond is gonna volunteer because she has to prove herself, right? Oh nope.

Emily is such a fucking brave badass.

I wonder if the boy understands at this point she's here to help, and want to help the woman.

UGH, I do not like a child actor having to do this.

Good point by the cop.

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Emily definitely belongs there.

Oh. That's why she came from the school, it was the boy's idea. Well that's either scary for his future, or he was trying to get his father caught. God his mother should have taken him. What a horrible woman.

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Oh damn, Hotch is going to be in so much trouble with his wife. Yeah, she's gone.

Well damn Emily's got a hell of an apartment. Must cost a lot to be that close to those government buildings.

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The cabin look so empty. He took all his stuff.

Oh one last shot of Gideon. I don't understand why they killed him off later. Like I know it was part of a story, but I don't get why they did that.

#criminal minds 302 #criminal minds #riley watches tv #rikey watches criminal minds

[notallwonder]

Doing a quick rewatch of 16x04 as I wait for Ep 5 to drop.

Observations:

+ oh there is a title card! It appears right before the Garcia/Alvez tech lair scene. Has this been happening the whole time and it just didn't register with me? Lol

+ even though I've specifically watched the "But will Mom?" part approximately 39 times, still makes me giggle. Thank u Paget, and whoever wrote it! It's funny, it reinforces that Emily views Rossi as her friend/peer rather than subordinate, love it.

+ god JJ looks so good. Just incredible. How does she do it. Thank u to all and sundry for camera lingering on her lovely face.

+ the cv dazzle makeup thing is a cool detail, a creepy usage for it. See also: dazzle painted ships - older tech usage (WWII and prior i think) of this technique.

+ (unrelated) I watched Home Alone today for the first time in ages and that movie rocks. So good.

+ y'all i have ADHD and there were Christmas ads

+ i like this Tyler actor.

+ but what I really like is Emily Prentiss. Do you think we'll ever get to see inside her house/condo again? I recently rewatched CM 13x04 (I think), the one where Andrew comes over for their date(s). Emily has some cool art that I have had no luck identifying through a cursory google search. A nice large painting of swimmers at the beach/ocean, a print or painting reading "solo un silencio" with like...torso-less legs? Other stuff I couldn't identify, photographs I couldn't make out. Also... In her BAU Unit Chief office she has a steering wheel on her shelves -??? What's that about I wonder.

+ i forgot i was watching this episode lol

+ I do so hope they give us some of Emily's non-work life. I'm utterly biased, I wanna see more of my fav. But I also don't want her character to continue to be relegated to that restricted admin role, as though that's all she lives for, y'know?

+ I do like that little moment where Emily took the time to specifically praise Penelope for her idea. (And how that landed for Penelope!)

+ So is Garcia like full time just back with the FBI? Did she take a leave from her job running SOAR? Just curious.

+ I'm sorry, I just can't imagine myself ever wanting to install "security" cameras *inside* my home. Do not want.

+ It's so silly they've named big bad Sicarius. After years of lecturing locals not to elevate a killer by calling them a fancy name. Then Rossi asks this kid about "Sicarius" as though he's supposed to have any clue who the fuck that is? Sloppy sloppy y'all. I get the need to have some kind of distinguishing name for the guy, since "the unsub" won't cut it. But something boring like Unsub Zero makes more sense to me.

+ I appreciate that JJ's kids have made no appearances so far. It does feel a bit odd to have them absent in these home life scenes, but as a viewer I suspect either they or their parents had no desire for them to be involved, good for them.

Okay back to the new ep! I'm excited.

#cm spoilers #cme spoilers #criminal minds spoilers #criminal minds evolution spoilers

[jenniferjareauwife]

Hiii !

Love your fics with JJ !

Do you think you could write a fic JJxfem reader, where JJ met reader and realises she’s falling in love, they get into a relationship but JJ has too much internalised homophobia. She hides the relationship to the BAU and reader is doubting everything and thinks it’s her fault.

Your call to decide if it’s happy ending or not.

Thank you !

Just Asking

pairing: jennifer jareau x fem reader

category: fluff, hurt/comfort

warnings: none

word count: 742

summary: jj is coming to terms with her sexuality and slowly falling in love with you

JJ and I sat on the conference room, looking over old files. I had told her I was gonna be staying late tonight and she offered to stay with me, to keep me company and to help. It was really calm for the first hour until she broke the silence. "Y/n?"

"Yeah?" I looked up from my files, giving her my full attention.

"How did you know you were..." She trailed off, tapping her fingers against the table anxiously. "How did you know you were attracted to women?"

"Well...I was 15 and I realized that I felt the way for my best friend the way she felt for her boyfriend." I put my files down completely.

"Oh."

"Why'd you ask?"

"Just asking." She went back to looking at my files and my heart sank. I knew her relationship with her mom and I knew how religious her mom was. I didn't want to press her any further but I had a pretty good idea at what she was going through right now.

"Hey."

"Hm?"

"You can always talk to me...you know that right?"

"Yeah...I know."

We didn't talk for a few months after that and it hurt. I had never told anyone but I had been in love with her from the moment I saw her.

I was sitting at my desk, spinning around in my chair. It was 7pm and everyone had left around 2 hours ago. I was just about to get up to leave but then I heard the doors to the bullpen open. I saw that it was JJ and offered her a small smile. "Y/n." She stopped in her tracks. "I um...I need to talk to you."

"About what?" There had to be something wrong. She hadn't talked to me for 3 months and now she needed to.

"I...you remember when I asked you about how you knew that you were attracted to women?"

"Yeah." She took a few apprehensive steps towards me. "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"M-my mom found out."

"Oh JJ...Jayje I'm sorry." I immediately put everything down. "Do you need anything? A hug?"

"Yeah...I'll take a hug." I wrapped my arms around her tight, rubbing her back. "She doesn't get it."

"She doesn't have to."

"But I don't get it either. I don't understand why...how I haven't figured it out earlier, you know?" She started crying so I held her tighter. "But now...I really like this girl and it won't go away."

"I'm sorry to say it Jayje...but the feelings not going to go away, you know? It's not something that you can change. You're gonna have to learn to love yourself." I whispered, my heart dropping when I realized she liked someone else.

"How'd you do it?"

"It took a while." I admitted. "I had to have a lot of therapy and reassurance from my former partners."

"I don't have anyone to talk about it with though."

"You can talk to me."

A few more months go by and she didn't talk to me until she stopped me as I was leaving. I wanted to go home after a long case but I bumped into her while walking out of the bullpen. "Y/n."

"JJ." She hesitantly put her hands on my elbows, I couldn't tell if it was intentional or if she was just surprised to see me.

"Y/n..." She said again, trailing off this time. "I...I love you." Her voice was quiet but she corrected herself, saying it louder this time. "I love you. I want you to know that. Because I don't know when I'm going to have the confidence or feel the insecurity to say it another time. So...do...do whatever you want with that information but...I am very much in love with you-" I cut her off with a kiss, a passionate one.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for that." I whispered.

"You have?" She looked flustered, her cheeks a deep red.

"Of course." I caressed her cheeks. "Have you seen yourself?" She blushed even deeper.

"Y-you love me?"

"More than anything." I rested my forehead against hers, practically feeling her body melt into mine.

We just stood there for a second, relaxing against each other and living the moment. She was the first to pull away, tucking my hair behind my ears and leaning in for another kiss. "I love you."

"I love you too."

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Chapter 52: Lets go stalk your mom

Nicki celebrates with palms clapping over her head as he makes his way back to her.

"Wow," she concedes. "I'm impressed, you're not all talk."

"Okay, first off, I never said I was the best surfer there was—"

"I didn't say that either."

He laughs, unable to keep the false malice in his tone when he scoffs. From the shore he catches the sound of a few people laughing. He wouldn't be drawn by it, but when he does he sees a young child playing in the water, splashing who he assumes is his mother. She's laughing and chasing him around.

Makes JJ think about Clair for a minute. Maybe they went to the beach back in the day. Before she up and left him.

Why did she come back? Didn't even really coming back though, did she? She's an hour and a half away, in San Diego. For probably the first time in over ten years they are in the same time zone. What was he supposed to do about that?

"Do you feel ready?" Nicki asks him.

His gaze gets pulled back and he starts, confused on what she's asking. He shakes his head when he realizes she was talking about the surf competition.

"Oh, um, yeah, I think so."

Nicki gives him a polite nod, recognizing that he wasn't really in the conversation. "Your head has to be set before you take on a wave, JJ."

He blinks. "It is."

She raises her hands in surrender, the way Shoupe does when he knows he's pushing things. "Just saying is all."

"Nah, I'm good."

"You sure?" she presses.

"You're way pushier than Shoupe, you know that?" he comments, chuckling to himself as he stares off into the sunset.

She grins. "So I've been told." She kicks her foot out, splashing him lightly. "Look, I know you don't like people in your business. But I gotta ask, because this isn't a competition you want to go into with a lot on your mind."

"Shoupe told you."

She nods, communicating slightly her awareness of his maternal issues. "He's just worried about you," she lightly defends.

On some level he's slightly annoyed with his parental figure. On the other hand he isn't really upset that he was talking about it. Didn't really know what that meant. Couldn't be a bad thing, surely. Only down side would be if this conversation was supposed to turn into something like wanting him to...

"I'm not going to reach out."

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