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avpdpossum · 1 year

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Hello! Hoping anyone that comes across this could share their thoughts as well, but I was curious if you consider personality disorders on their own as neurodivergent? Why or why not? Thank you

they absolutely are neurodivergent!

i think a lot of people’s introduction to the concept of neurodivergence is through the autistic and adhd communities, and that leads people to assume neurodivergence only includes things you’re born with, but that’s not actually the case.

here’s how i would explain neurodivergence:

the social Powers That Be in our current (Western, capitalist, etc) society have designated certain ways of thinking, feeling, perceiving, and so on as the Correct Ways of Existing.

most of our world is built on the assumption that everyone’s brains will work that way, because that’s the way they “should” work. when people’s brains don’t work that way, it’s assumed that the solution is to find a way to “fix” them or get rid of them.

as a result, people whose brains do work in that way have an easier time navigating the world and are generally treated better by it, while people whose brains deviate from that expectation in some way have a more difficult time navigating a world not built with them in mind and are treated as “wrong”/“bad”.

people in the first group, who can navigate the world with very little added stigma or difficulty as a result of the way their brains work, would be considered neurotypical.

people in the second group, who do face added stigma and barriers to functioning as a result of the way their brains work, would be considered neurodivergent.

so, if you want to determine if something makes someone neurodivergent, you can ask yourself a few questions:

does it have to do with their psychology/neurology?

does it affect their thinking, emotions, perceptions, or other brain functions in a way that is considered “abnormal” by current social norms?

does it carry a stigma and make them more likely to be mistreated?

does it cause them extra difficulty with navigating and functioning in the world?

if the answers to those questions are yes, chances are it’s a form of neurodivergence!

so, if we look at those questions for personality disorders:

this is the easiest answer — yes!

personality disorders are classified as “mental illnesses”, put in the dsm, and generally assumed to be under the jurisdiction of psychiatry, so i think we can pretty safely say that yes, personality disorders are seen as “abnormal” forms of brain functioning according to current social norms.

personality disorders and their traits are incredibly stigmatized — pwpds are assumed to be violent, abusive, generally bad people, and so on. this is most visibly true for cluster b pds, but stigma against the other pds and against the personality disorder category in general is also very real. so this one’s a yes — pwpds are very frequently mistreated on the basis of our brains being “wrong”.

personality disorders, by definition, come with some sort of functioning difficulties, and the world isn’t built to accommodate those differences in functioning. as an example, think of the high expectations of emotional regulation (not “too” emotional but not “cold” either) and social capability in professional spaces, even ones where emotions and social interactions don’t affect a person’s ability to do the job well. that makes this one a yes too; a society that took pwpds into account would seek to accommodate the areas we struggle with and ensure that there’s a place for us, and that definitely isn’t happening right now.

so yeah, according to my own personal understanding of neurodivergence, personality disorders absolutely count. we diverge from the assumed norms of psychological/neurological functioning, so we count as neurodivergent, even those of us who aren’t also neurodivergent in other ways.

on a personal level, i can say i feel no real difference in how i internally experience being audhd vs how i experience my personality disorders — they both just feel like my brain doing its thing, sometimes in ways that are unpleasant/difficult for me to deal with and sometimes in ways that just feel totally fine and unremarkable from my point of view. i also rarely notice a difference in how neurotypical people treat them — they usually don’t know the difference between audhd “weirdness” vs avoidant/narcissistic/schizospec/dissociative “weirdness”, it’s all just one big blob of Weird And Bad And Wrong to most people. the only time they’re ever really treated as different is when certain other neurodivergent people try to separate the two.

trying to draw lines between neurodivergence and “mental illness” (which is usually what’s happening when people say pds aren’t a form of neurodivergence) doesn’t actually help anyone. in my opinion, it’s basically just a way for certain people to try to get ahead by putting other people down — it says “accept us because we’re different in the good way, not in the bad way! we’re not sick like those people!” and that kind of attitude doesn’t do anyone any good. sure, the experiences that come with having a since-birth neurodivergence can be different from those that come with having an acquired neurodivegence, but people within those groups also have different experiences because everyone’s experience is going to be unique, we’re all different people in different circumstances! diversity of experiences among neurodivergent people is to be expected and is honestly a good thing, not a reason to avoid associating with each other.

in my experience, the people who insist that pds aren’t true neurodivergences are usually pretty damn sanist toward pwpds - they exclude us because they don’t want to be associated with us, they want to be accepted but they don’t think we should be so they try to make us seem totally different from them. in reality, neurodivergence is a broad umbrella and there’s room under it for all of us.

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stuck-in-the-ghost-zone · 18 days

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fucked up ship bingo.... i feel like you've finished dunmeshi? so i will say. farcille!!!! & also tidalwave :]

i have not actually finished dunmeshi yet !!!! im still relatively close 2 the beginning actually, i took a break from reading it to go hardcore finishing moby dick (which i still have not done yet. you might even call it. my white wha *gets shot*)

I have a lot of feelings about farcille though <3

ALSO FUCK YES THANK U FOR SAYING TIDALWAVE I WAS LITERALLYYYYY THINKING ABT THEM WHEN I RBED THIS

i dont actually want them to kill each other but theyve definitely tried to before so i had to include that one. actually i also should've added the vampire bat one. im not sorry for being a tidalwave enjoyer it WILL happen again. worlds worst divorced single fathers. i think tide should visit him in prison

#mutual breakdowns about losing their kids etc etc . maybe they make out sloppy style but thats none of my business.#i have so many feelings about tidalwave all the time forever hrrhrrgrgggghgggg4grhrrhrhrgrgrhr #actually i also want them to have a happy ending but that doesnt necessarily mean together bc theyre more fun as divorced #but i want them to be happy separately. i want wveryone in pd to have a happy ending just in general. they deserve it.#MARK DESERVES TO BE HAPPY THAT MAN HAS BEEN THROUGH SO MUCH. HEAD IN HANDS.NOW I JUST WANNA TALK ABOUT TIDALWAVE FOREVER ROS YOUVE RUINED ME #asks #ask game #intertexts

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mattodore · 6 months

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i’ve been pretty quiet on here and avoiding my activity and dms these last few weeks because october was easily one of the worst months i’ve had in a very long time and i lost my family dog of seventeen years and had a medical scare for not only myself but my cat and just all these things happened at once that felt incredibly hard to bounce back from mentally… but aside from being sick atm things are starting to get better for me and my family so hopefully i can actually start being. normal. again soon 🧎

#river dipping #i don’t think i get personal on here very often just bc. the pd. um #but i figured i should say something bc my avoidant personality disorder is uhhhhhhhh #certainly Avoiding.#i’m so sorry if you’ve messaged me or @ed me or just tried interacting in any way #ik i wrote in my pinned navigation that yea i take breaks and avoid my activity and it’s nothing personal #but i still just wanted to reiterate it #i tend to keep notifications off for tumblr and my activity and everything like i only ever check when i’m mentally prepared for the State #my brain goes into when interacting with people #it’s not that i’m ignoring you!! my brain is just. very bad.#and i have a lot of trouble actually replying #especially in private messages #i’m much more comfortable talking publically which is why discord is so not for me 😭#i really have been pushing myself out of my comfort zone a lot this past year and it’s certainly helped a ton #but still. it’s a disorder i’ve had my whole life so 🤷 it’s still sticking around ykwim #so i’m sorry 😔 but i’m also incredibly thankful toward everyone who’s taken the time to talk to me and interact with me and just thought of #me in general even when i’ve been so isolated recently #ummmm but on the bright side i moved out finally and am at a place that isn’t gonna poison my brain anymore so ‼️#it took a few horrible days for my pets to get used to the house but things are fine now and i’ve set up my room and am :) doing better #surprisingly my panic disorder has been absent since the move… which is very weird for me #i fr think my previous place might actually have been poisoning me like i’m serious #……..i might delete this post in a bit if i start feeling too crazy abt being vulnerable lmao. um.#but for the people that’re online rn! my beloved friends and lovers yk #there’s my little update

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leonhrt · 2 months

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I want to talk about how often characters coded to have a personality disorder are nearly always seen as autisitic coded by fandoms, but i don't have the energy to type a lot.

#its especially prevalent with schizoid personality disorder #but i think thats because its not talked about in general #you can have autism and a pd but when the entire fandom agrees that a character is strictly coded to be autistic #and erases the pd...its a little frustrating to say the least

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subarashiihibi · 1 year

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logging onto tumblr and seeing blatant ableism was not something i was expecting but Alright

#izaya is the official number 1 cluster b pd ambassador #me personally ive always been a firm believer in bpd izaya but after doing more research on aspd #i get it like it really does make sense esp a lot of little things here and there #just a horrible take in general i fear. rethink your life choices if yr being ableist over a hc #and shoutout to whoever brought the aspd izaya hc to life 💞💞#i dont usually talk abt 'drama' or whatever but it's so disheartening to see #rly it shouldnt matter that much for someone to make a whole damn post fussing over it #regardless of whether or not izaya has aspd he is beautiful and it shouldnt be that huge of a deal that is my honest opinion #as in if yr that hung up over 'nooo izaya cant have aspd he has empathy!!!!🥺🥺'#1) just go to hell and 2) this should not affect how you regard him that much and if it does you are not worthy of liking him #er thats just me being petty but rly i mean it! it's all unconditional love for izaya here.#actually one more thing i do want to say i really do appreciate the creator of this hc i said it earlier but like #i love analyzing izaya as a character but i am admittedly SO BAD at forming meaningful explanations and stuff #so smth to not only do that but also explain how he fits the aspd diagnostic criteria and how it all lines up... it's really cool #ok sowrry i wont ramble anymore. im writing a damn essay in these tags 😭

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kraviolis · 11 months

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one of these days im gonna be incredibly self indulgent and draw an entire fix-it comic about cleo shaw bcus shes one of my all time favorite characters and i fucking miss her so much bro

#krav talks #its wild that nick simone is seen as the cool philanthropist and michael simone as the crazy terrorist #when michael simone is generally a pretty chill guy most of the time #but nick simone has had a whole entire woman locked in his fucking basement for MONTHS #i cant even decide if nick making sure she takes her medication to prevent her heart transplant from rejecting so he can keep her alive #actually makes him more or less fucking insane #anyways *imagines cleo escaping and getting ems called for her and it being kiki + lennon who arrive on scene*#*imagines cleo grabbing onto kiki and refusing to let go bcus shes not even sure if this is real but shes so desperate for human contact*#*imagines lennon not being sure how to react in this situation bcus fuck thats her DAUGHTER but she doesnt know if cleo even likes her*#*imagines cleo seeing lennon and just crying and reaching for her too while saying 'mum' over and over*#*imagines how thats all it would take for lennon to start bawling too and she'd wrap herself around cleo and only let family come near her*#*imagines kiki shakily calling for PD on radio because theyve just found someone who was reported missing months ago*#*imagines tommy being the one to answer*#*imagines tommy calling bundy while racing over to the scene and just blurting out 'they found cleo'*#*imagines bundy not even hesitating in asking for a location and dropping everything to rush over*#*imagines bundy showing up and seeing cleo alive and safe and just fucking falling to his knees beside her and lennon and holding them both #np

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matt-casey · 2 years

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looking at fire's promo for 11x03 i could swear that they were just overhyping it and the death was going to be just some minor character but??? i hadn't been paying a lot of attention to the show lately but i don't even have words to describe how sad i am

#see i'm not much of a hawkami anymore #don't dislike them or anything #i guess i just detached from the show in general #but i decided to tune in tonight for pd and the first thing i saw was fire's last minute #hawkins on that board with his eyes open and violet crying #WHY WOULD THEY DO THIS #and now i can't even focus on pd's episode anymore #thay talks #chicago fire spoilers #chicago fire #evan hawkins

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prodigaldaughteralice · 2 years

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microdosing on exploring my gender by keeping the she/they pronoun pin I bought at the con on my shelf and not wearing it

#pd alice personal #lmao I don't know what I'm doing #I feel like I can't talk about also being not a woman because I also am a woman #so it's like #oh I'm not ACTUALLY any kind of nb because I do also align with womanhood #but I simultaneously align with other things and with nothing #I generally think of it as somewhere in the general area of genderfluid/genderqueer/genderweird #and I feel like if I say out loud that I'm also a they there'll be an expectation #that I will either eventually become exclusively they #or ''have been wrong'' and go back to just she #it's weird to me how the discussion around nonbinary-ness has kind of started to turn it into a Secret Third Thing #like becoming a trinary instead of a binary?#and I'm genuinely happy for my nb friends who are agender or otherwise feel like they're Not Men And Not Women #I'm just over here in my genderfluid corner like #''but I am a woman right now... I might not be tomorrow... or in an hour...''#yes I'm a lady yes I'm a gentleman yes I'm a creature #fuck if I know

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prodogg · 1 year

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Agni Kai Soundtrack (Zhao vs Zuko) > The Last Agni Kai Soundtrack

#I said what I said #sorry but B1 in general has two of my faves #the agni kai one and the tsugi horn #atla #avatar: the last airbender #the legend of aang #pd talks

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ssahotchnerr · 6 months

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okay but hear me out: hotch and bau!reader are married and she absolutely is the mom friend so the team calls them mom and dad

simultaneously

i LOVEEEE that cw; fem!reader, brief talk of illness, sweet domestic fluff (i'm crying)

interrupting the current, comfortable silence of the car - mind the radio playing lightly - spencer erupted into a sneezing fit, one that lasted at least a good ten seconds.

once his sneezing had ceased, you turned in your seat, allowing you to peer into the back at him. aaron's eyes quickly darted towards you, double checking your seatbelt was still properly laid across your chest despite your movement - just by force of habit.

"do you need tissues..?"

spencer weakly nodded his head in response, you plucked a few from the package you had conveniently stuffed into your pocket.

"how about a throat lozenge?" spencer croaked quietly and hopefully after he blew. the congestion was clear in his voice, as well as on the hoarse side.

"here." aaron didn't skip a beat, answering immediately. he dug into his pocket to retrieve a few, reaching his arm back behind his seat to hand the cough drops off to reid, all while keeping his eyes set on the road ahead.

emily snorted out a laugh, surprised, but not surprised at the same time. "you just happened to have some on you?"

"cold and flu season," aaron shrugged, flicking on his blinker and taking a right turn.

"and," you finished for him, looking out the window as he turned through the intersection, "with jack, the amount of germs he brings home from school. then you add his age to the mix - being more susceptible and all - you can never be too careful." you too shrugged, mirroring aaron's to a tee. "same goes for a team of profilers."

"speaking of," aaron searched through his other pocket, retrieving a pocket-sized container of purell and handing that back as well. "best we try not spread it if we can. the last thing we need is everyone calling out simultaneously."

"or," you reached into yours, grabbing a small hand gel also. "this one's scented. warm vanilla sugar, if you'd prefer this over the generic. and you know what," you adjusted in your seat again, facing aaron a little more head on, "we should probably stop and pick up vitamin c tablets for everyone before we get back to the pd. just to be on the safe side."

"ugh you two are so married and so mom and dad," emily feigned disgust as aaron nodded his head in agreement to your suggestion, but was still immensely entertained nonetheless, "it's sickening, pun intended. are you going to do the forehead check next?"

#aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner x fem!reader #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds x fem!reader #criminal minds drabble #aaron hotchner drabble #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds fanfiction #hotch imagine #criminal minds x you

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f1version · 2 months

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DATES WITH YOU ♥︎ F1 HEADCANONS

includes: charles, carlos, max, daniel, lando, oscar, lewis, george, alex, logan, pierre, yuki, lance, mick, and sebastian.

summary: f1 drivers’ and their favorite themed dates!

author’s note: happy valentine’s day my loves!! this is incredibly late (almost 15th where i am) but here it is <3

love on top, a vday special ♥︎ general masterlist

now playing ♫₊⊹ until i found you by stephen sanchez

★ CHARLES LECLERC ( 16 ) — Charles has a bucket list with dates. Enjoys planning them curled up in bed, talks about how you shouldn’t repeat one until the list is done—unless you are a Drive-in theater date, he loves them. When they're arranged in Monaco, it's usually for old romcoms and coming-of-age movies, which is perfect in both of your eyes. Charles makes sure to bring snacks, blankets and pillows, everything so you can be comfortable while cuddling him. He whispers sweet nothings in your ear as the movie plays, dusk falling over you, looking as beautiful as ever. He loves this type of dates… it even gives him a chance to show off his magnificent car, but hey! that's off-topic.

★ CARLOS SAINZ JR. ( 55 ) — You and Carlos have a passion for trying new recipes, so sometimes, when you have everything you need, you decide to put on matching aprons, as well as toques, and start working on your next masterpiece. Usually, old Spanish songs play in the background, Carlos singing, grabbing you by the waist to distract you and dance a little. He loves days like these, your focused face and little scoldings are all he needs, especially because one way or another, you will end up laughing and dancing with him, sometimes full of flour and seasonings, the kitchen wearing its best perfume.

★ MAX VERSTAPPEN ( 1 ) — Max is always looking for ways to impress you, to catch you off guard and surprise you, he loves how you tease him about it. So that's why, when you go to one of your favorite places ever —the planetarium— as a date, he recollects as many details about the celestial objects as he can, waiting for your surprise when he drops a fact you didn't know he knew, starting a long, beautiful conversation about it. You know a lot more than him, but he's eager to learn, loves the way you explain every single thing to him, loves the way places like this brings you closer.

★ DANIEL RICCIARDO ( 3 ) — Daniel loves music, he spends hours on end with his headphones on, discovering new artists every day, sharing his songs, albums, and artists of the month with you, adding to his playlists your recommendations. So it's no surprise you find yourself going to multiple concerts. Dancing and singing, hugging and fangirling. Sometimes artists know Daniel and that's when you laugh the most because there's always a chance of him ending up on stage, singing to you (or trying to).

★ LANDO NORRIS ( 4 ) — Lando loves your creativity, he’s a fan of getting to know what's on your pretty mind and seeing your ideas come to life, he also loves sharing his own ideas with you, feels free doing so. His favorite dates with you consist of this: having a canvas, paper, or even pottery to paint on, gossiping and laughing for hours, having picnics and enjoying food. Lando would buy hundreds of utensils, wanting to try everything with you, forever. PD: He would have you paint him and his car, probably.

★ OSCAR PIASTRI ( 81 ) — It didn't start as a date per se, Oscar just couldn't sleep one night and you suggested building the Lego Star Wars ship in your closet, so you stayed up until 6 in the morning building it. He loves the tranquility it brings, how you can go from discussing the deepest topics to a comfortable silence. Focuses on the little things, like when your fingers brush his while reaching for a piece or that little celebration when you find another. In his apartment, he has a shelf dedicated to the Legos you've built together and photos to go with it. So, in Oscar's humble opinion, these are the best dates in the world.

★ LEWIS HAMILTON ( 44 ) — You and Lewis can live off two things: Roscoe and the beach. Surfing is something you have always bonded over, that's why you love heading to the beach early morning, going for a run with Roscoe, and then jumping to surf (taking Roscoe back inside first). You can stay out there for hours, challenging each other, improving your skills, and lying on your boards, talking about everything and nothing, loving every second of it.

★ GEORGE RUSSELL ( 63 ) — While experimenting with extreme sports would be a lovely date for George, he chooses to call his favorite something more domestic: comfy clothes, a good bottle of wine, and a long puzzle night ahead of you. He enjoys the challenging but relaxing parts of the activity, loves to strategize alongside you, and loses his focus when looking at you, falling deeper in love.

★ ALEX ALBON ( 23 ) — Playing Mario Kart as if your life depended on winning has always been part of your relationship — "It's our love language," Alex says— That's why you love to spend a large amount of time (and money) in arcades. You play against each other, with and without; also spend forty minutes trying to catch that one stuffed animal from the claw machine, cheering (and almost getting kicked out) when you get it. Alex loves it as much as he loves you.

★ LOGAN SARGEANT ( 2 ) — Logan fully believes that the best date in the history of dating are theme and amusement park dates. Whether it's a local funfair or the (in)famous Florida parks, Logan loves walking hand in hand, map and snacks in the other, trying to go on as many attractions as possible, calming the nerves of each other when necessary, laughing at the photos quickly taken on the rollercoasters (and going again to attempt looking good), and many other things that make this type of date his favorite.

★ PIERRE GASLY ( 10 ) — Pierre loves chaos and what's more chaotic than doing karaoke? Your catalog goes from High School Musical's "Gotta Go My Own Way" to Gaye and Terrell's "Ain't No Mountain High Enough." Sometimes they end up drunk enough (from adrenaline, from love, or both) to sing French songs and attempt Celine Dion's highest notes. You can spend hours teasing each other, dancing to the rhythm, and sneaking kisses in between songs.

★ YUKI TSUNODA ( 22 ) — Contrary to popular belief, Yuki's favorite type of date isn't taking you to a restaurant or cooking together, because even though he does love doing those things with you, your trips to farmers markets are his favorite. When the season is right, you visit them hand-in-hand, no matter the country since there is nothing better than discovering new foods with your favorite person. And hey! If there is something to eat, why not mix dates?

★ LANCE STROLL ( 18 ) — No matter the weather or season, you and Lance will always be up for an ice cream date. You're on a quest to find the best flavors, and the fact that some dates end in small big disasters is enough to keep you searching together, chins full of ice cream and all.

★ MICK SCHUMACHER ( 47 ) — Two things about Mick: he really enjoys ice skating and he loves you. If you put them together, he's guaranteed to have the time of his life, so he's lucky you like ice skating as much as he does. You both spend hours on the rink, being careful not to fall while holding hands, yet most of the time it's Mick who ends up in the floor as you drown in laughter. He loves that sound. He loves making you laugh and smile, it's his favorite pastime, and seeing you shine on the ice rink makes him realize how much he adores this place.

★ SEBASTIAN VETTEL ( 5 ) — Seb’s favorite is going hiking and then camping with you in the beautiful Swiss mountains, away from the a much hectic side of life. Just you and him giving new meaning to the known, sharing not only the beauty of life but also the comfort of one another, wrapped around small info-dumps and timeless laughter. It’s therapeutic being so close to each other, so pure and loving. If you ask him, he would repeat this date a thousand times over.

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acewritesfics · 1 month

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Feel the Same | Jay Halstead

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

Request: from @/runnning-outof-time

Warnings: General Chicago PD stuff. Working undercover. Guns. Serial killer who gets off on forcing couples to do stuff before killing them. I may have taken it a little further than I needed to.

Word Count: 1,822

Jay Halstead Masterlist | Main Masterlist

“Come on you two, act more like a couple,” Ruzek could be heard over Jay and Y/N’s ear pieces. Y/N fights the urge to roll her eyes as she shifts closer to Jay.

“Maybe you can come in and take my place,” she mumbles as Jay leans in, leaving barely any space between them as his blue eyes look into hers.

“You and Jay are more his type,” he says referring to the suspect having an affinity for women who look similar to her with men who just so happen to also look like Jay. The whole thing was uncanny. “Though I’m flattered that you think Jay and I would make a cute couple.”

“Enough you two,” Hank’s rough voice breaks through their bantering. “But Ruzek’s right, you need to look in love or you won’t get his attention.”

Jay takes her hand, stroking the back of it with his thumb, his touch calming her. He gives her a soft smile and leans in closer to talk to her so he’s not shouting over the music.

“I didn’t say it earlier, but you look incredible,” he says softly into her ear before pulling back far enough to look into her eyes.

Her brain malfunctions for a moment, her skin heating from his compliment and his closeness feeling more intimate than when they last went undercover as a couple.

Movement from over his shoulder catches her attention. Their murder suspect James Henry, who they feared is a couples serial killer, has his eyes zeroed in on her and Jay. She shifts her eyes back to her partner and pretend husband. “He’s looking but he looks a little bored.”

“Then maybe we should give him a show,” he says before leaning in and softly kisses the side of her neck.

She bites her lip and tries to suppress her surprise and the arousal she feels as his soft lips caress her skin. He was used to her kissing her cheek when they played into being a couple for undercover work, but this felt too intimate, and she found herself loving it.

“This, okay?” She hears him ask, his warm breath fanning against her skin. She doesn’t know how he found her sweet spot on the first kiss

“Mhmm,” she says unable to form any words.

His lips brush her skin again, this time brushing against her sweet spot. The sigh of pleasure would have her feeling embarrassed but right now all she could focus on is the way Jay’s lips feel against her skin. She can’t remember the last time she’d been kissed this way and a part of her knows she shouldn’t be enjoying.

Going along with it, she slides her hands under his shirt and scratches her nails along his skin. When Jay’s lips finally meet hers, she’s gone enough to melt into it.

She comes back to reality a moment later and breaks the kiss. Glancing at their suspect, she says into Jay’s ear, “It’s time to go somewhere private.”

Leaning back, she kisses Jay once more, taking his hand in hers and throwing him a smirk. She leads him to one of the private rooms off to the side of the club.

“He’s following you,” Adam’s voice comes through the earpiece.

“Good,” Jay says letting them know they heard him.

“Keep up the show,” Adam adds, causing Y/N’s cheeks to heat up. She’d gotten so caught up in the kiss, she’d forgotten about the surveillance team watching and listening in on them.

Once inside the room, Jay closes the door, leads her to the sofa and sits down, pulling her onto her lap. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

“Yeah,” she nods and starts fiddling with one of his buttons on his shirt. “We haven’t gone this far before but, whatever gets the job done, right?”

He nods and looks over her shoulder, seeing the silhouette of a figure outside the door. Pulling her into another kiss, they move into a more intimate position with one of hands trailing up her thigh and gripping it just below the hem of her little black dress as the other buries it into her hair, holding her to him. Once again Y/N fights to hold back the moan threatening to escape the back of her throat.

Hearing the door open and close, Y/N breaks the kiss. The two detectives turn their attention to the door, seeing their suspect standing there.

“Don’t stop on my account,” he tells them, standing there with a smirk on his face and lustful hunger in his eyes.

“Are you some kind of perv?” Y/N questions him, not even trying to hide her disgust as she clenches her jaw, now fighting off the urge to throw up. This guy was more than just a perv.

Jay moves them so they’re standing up with him standing in front of her. She places a hand on his arms, to reassure him she can handle herself while maintaining the ‘couple’ persona. To James it looks like a boyfriend shielding his girlfriend, to her and Jay it’s more than that. He was protecting her like he always does, making sure he’d be the first or only one injured if it were to go south, giving her time to take him down or call for back up. She was reassuring him that she can handle herself, that she’s got his back, if anything happens to him, he’s her priority and that she’s willing to take his spot if it means protecting him. She’d be standing in front of him if she wasn’t playing the scared girlfriend.

“You’re going to want to do as I say if you want to survive tonight,” James tells them pulling out a gun and pointing it towards them.

Jay’s hand that was reached back behind him to hold Y/N close to him, gripped her tighter. “Are you fucking insane?”

“Maybe I am, but the thing is I get this urge,” he begins, thinking this will be another kill he can get away with. “When I see a beautiful couple, like yourselves, I have to force them to do things and in a climatic ending I, unfortunately for them, have to kill them.”

“Babe, I don’t want to die,” Y/N says to Jay, putting on the scared girlfriend act.

“We’re not going to die, okay?” he says pretending to reassure her. “Look man, I don’t know what messed up crap happened in your life to make you like this, but I know some people who can help you. They specialize in this sort of thing.”

“I don’t need a fucking therapist!” James shouts at him. “I need you to go back to what you were doing.”

“Here’s the thing, I also have performance issues, okay?” Jay tells him. “I can’t perform under pressure. Just ask my girl. Last week something bad happened at work. I was stressed to the max and I couldn’t get it up. So, this, this isn’t going to happen unless you-”

A shot went off cutting Jay off from his rambling about his fake performance issues in the bedroom. Jay looks at James more angry than shocked.

After James takes a shot at Jay and misses him completely, Y/N reaches for her clutch, shoving her hand inside it and pulls out her gun. Taking a small step to the right, still standing mostly behind Jay, she holds up her gun pointing it at James. She makes sure to aim it at his head as her free hand clutches the back of Jay’s shirt, letting him not to move in case James decides to take another shot.

“You shoot at him again, I’ll shoot you and believe me I won’t miss,” she tells him before mumbling into the small microphone. “If you’re going to move in, now would be the time.”

“We’re on our way,” Hank’s voice comes through the earpiece before the door to the office is smashed open and the room is filled with cops.

Thankfully the suspect drops the gun and holds up his hands knowing there is no other way out of this alive. Jay steps forward, taking the cuffs from Adam. Slapping them on to James’ wrists, he reads him his rights before handing him off to one of the other cops before making his way over to Y/N and Hank.

“You two can fill out your reports in the morning,” Hank tells them. “Go home and get some sleep.”

“You got it boss,” Y/N thanks him as he walks away. She turns to face Jay.

“Are you okay?” he asks her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

“I should be asking you that,” she says covering his hand with hers.

“Not the first time I’ve been shot at,” he smiles.

“Okay, macho man,” she rolls her eyes and pulls him in for a hug.

“I’ll drive you home,” he tells her and leads her to his truck.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Y/N tells Jay as she gets out of his truck after a silent drive home. Neither of them had spoken, being too caught up in their own thoughts about what happened at the club now their adrenaline had worn off.

Y/N heads up to her apartment and gets ready to have a shower to wash away the events of the night. She’s about to turn on the shower when there is a knock at the door. Leaving the bathroom, she walks to the door and opens it seeing Jay.

“Is everything okay?” she asks him.

“After what happened at the club… Kissing you… I can’t get it out of my head, and I can’t ignore the way it made me feel,” he begins. “I can’t keep pretending that I don’t feel anything more than friendship for you and that there is nothing between us.”

“What are you saying?” she questions him, her heart thumping against her chest, a lump caught in her throat and her thoughts spinning in her head.

“I’m saying that I love you and not just as my friend or work partner,” he tells her. “I love you and I want to be with you. I really hope you feel the same. If you-”

She cuts him off by pulling him for a kiss. This one wasn’t as urgent as their kiss from earlier in the night. Jay arms move around her waist, pulling her closer before walking her backwards into her apartment and kicks the door close.

“I feel the same,” she says breaking the kiss. “I love you too.”

Smiling, he kisses her again until she breaks the kiss again.

“You don’t really have performance issues, right?” she teases him, knowing full well he didn’t. “Because you know, it could be an issue.”

“Do I have to go over all my sexcapades again with you?” he teases back. “Because I can tell you-”

“I’m good,” she chuckles and pulls him in for another kiss.

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space-writes · 23 days

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Obsidian Resources Masterpost

This is a masterpost of all the useful resources I’ve collected for using Obsidian. Hopefully some of them will also be useful to you, and I’ll try to keep this post updated whenever I find new and exciting stuff!

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General Obsidian

Download and install Obsidian

Obsidian Help

Obsidian Glossary

Beginners Guide to Obsidian

How to get started with Obsidian: a guide for Autistics & ADHDers

Youtube

My personal playlist of Obsidian-related videos

Danny Talks Tech

Nicole van der Hoeven

FromSergio

Jonathan Pritchard Obsidian Tutorials

Josh Plunkett Obsidian for TTRPG Videos

Vault Showcases & Use Examples

The best way to get an idea of what you can do in Obsidian is to look at what other people have done. This is a collection of articles, videos, and Obsidian Publish Vaults showing various setups and processes so you can get inspired!

Writing a novel in Markdown - PD Workman

(2024) Obsidian For TTRPG - Template Vault | Campaign Manager

How I Plan and Write Fiction in Obsidian – Vanessa Glau

SlRvb - Obsidian Publish

Obsidian TTRPG Tutorials

SoRobby/ObsidianStarterVault: Organize your Universe

How I structure my Obsidian vault (Obsidian tour 2023) - Nicole va der Hoeven

Obsidian - 2024 Intro for TTRPG and Worldbuilders

Form, Function, & Fun! - My Obsidian Vault Tour [2024] - CyanVoxel

Markdown

Obsidian uses markdown to format text, so these are some resources to help you out with that.

Markdown Syntax - Obsidian Hub

Basic Syntax | Markdown Guide

Markdown Reference

Basic formatting syntax - Obsidian Help

CSS & Styling

You can just use Obsidian as-is, but it’s so much fun to customise it and waste all the time you should be doing work on making it look pretty. These resources cover various plugins and ways of prettifying your vault, as well as some CSS resources, since Obsidian uses CSS for styling.

How to Style Obsidian

Default Obsidian Theme Colors

CSS reference

CSS Tutorial

CSS-Tricks

CSS Gradient — Generator, Maker, and Background

MarkSheet: a free HTML and CSS tutorial

ITS Theme: Image Adjustment Snippets + ITS Theme - SlRvb's Documentation

Banners: add banners to your notes

colored tags: Colorizes tags in different colors.

MySnippets Plugin: adds a status bar menu allowing the user to quickly manage their snippets within the comfort of their workspace

style settings: A dynamic user interface for adjusting theme, plugin, and snippet CSS variables

Plugins

A highly opinionated collection of plugins—all of these are ones I either currently use or have used. Organised loosely from simple to complex. Links go to the github pages, which have install instructions, but the easiest way is to install them directly from the plugins manager inside Obsidian.

smart typography: Converts quotes to curly quotes, dashes to em dashes, and periods to ellipses

url into selection: Paste URLs into selected text

better word count: Counts the words of selected text in the editor.

short links: plugin to display short internal links.

editing toolbar

omnisearch: A search engine that "just works" for Obsidian. Supports OCR and PDF indexing.

outliner: Work with your lists like in Workflowy or RoamResearch

Advanced tables: Improved table navigation, formatting, and manipulation

longform: A plugin that helps you write and edit novels, screenplays, and other long projects.

periodic notes: Create/manage your daily, weekly, and monthly notes in Obsidian

workspaces plus: Quickly switch and manage Obsidian workspaces

hover editor: Transform the Page Preview hover into a working editor instance

advanced uri: Advanced modes for Obsidian URI

dataview: A high-performance data index and query language over Markdown files + Dataview

Commander | Add Commands to every part of Obsidian's user interface

QuickAdd for Obsidian + Getting Started | QuickAdd

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check out my obsidian tag for more posts / got questions? want to say hi?

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honeyedmiller · 26 days

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Law of Attraction — Epilogue

series masterlist | previous chapter

rating: 18+, minors dni

word count: 2.7k

warnings: no outbreak au, professor!joel, plus size!reader, responsible alcohol consumption, a reunion, confessions of feelings (lots and lots of feelings), no use of y/n.

epilogue synopsis: a year later, you find yourself attending another criminal justice exposition, but everything’s different this time around.

a/n: this is it! thank you all so much for sticking with me through this lil series, even though the updates were super sporadic. thank you for giving my take on professor miller the love you did. i appreciate every single one of you. love u all. xoxo

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You almost laughed when Margot told you where the upcoming criminal justice expo was being held this year.

The same exact hotel as last year, because apparently, attendance was at an all-time high and it got phenomenal feedback. This time, you were going because the forensics department you were in was invited as a whole unit, with Margot chosen to give a speech to represent the department.

You’d grown close with Margot the year that you’ve been back in California. Your job was amazing, you worked with a great team, and you were truly, genuinely happy for the first time in so long.

So much has changed within the year. You felt like you’d done a lot of growing as a person, figuring out who you are all while living your best life.

Joel had decided that he’d keep his distance for you, because you deserved to live your life and heal and not worry about him all the way back in Texas. You protested at first, but then steadily came to the realization that it truly was for the best.

That’s all he wanted for you—the best—and he couldn’t give that to you if he was just going to hold you back. Plus, a long distance thing would’ve just been too much for the both of you.

Distancing himself was for the best.

Doesn’t mean you didn’t miss him like hell. He’d texted you from time-to-time to see how the new job was, how you were settling into your apartment with Adrienne, how living in California was again. He cared, alot. More than he’d probably admit.

As the new semester started for Joel, the texts dwindled down into nothingness. It wasn’t intentional. You both were just busy, occupied people who had jobs to do.

Still doesn’t mean you didn’t think about him often.

You’d wonder what shirt he’d be wearing on a random Wednesday, if he drank one cup or two cups of coffee on a particularly grueling day, what music he’d listen to on his way to work.

You knew it would be best if you could just stop thinking about him in general, but it was hard. The man had a big impact on your life, even though things were more than okay between you two now. You just couldn’t shake him.

You had some pretty decent distractions, but at the end of the day it was just him. Joel, Joel, Joel.

Margot went over how the presentation was going to go at the expo, and luckily you didn’t need to do much talking. Or anything at all, really. Just smile and wave as you’re introduced, as Margot had put it.

The setup was exactly as you’d remembered it—a huge room with tables that showcased different areas of expertise in criminal justice, and a stage at the very front of the room with an open bar in the back.

A small, fond smile curls on your lips as you recall wearing that sophisticatedly sexy black number and Joel’s eyes as he ogled over you.

You were wearing a pale pink blouse this time with gray slacks and black heels. You couldn’t deny yourself of the proud feeling tugging in your tummy. A year ago, you wanted to be a pro. Now you are.

“Okay team,” Margot started, and all of you gave her your undivided attention. “Put these lanyards on. There’s forensics teams from all over Southern California today, so let’s represent Los Angeles and be on our best behavior.”

You laughed softly at Margot’s motherly side shining through. Your lanyard had the words Los Angeles PD Forensics Department with your name written below it, and Forensic Analyst below your name on a laminated card that was clipped at the bottom.

“Feels like a badge of honor bestowed on us.” Your coworker Brandon joked.

“Kinda does, huh?” You laugh along with him. Brandon started the same time you did, so you luckily weren’t thrown into the workforce alone. He’d become someone near and dear to you over the course of the past year.

Margot led you all toward your seats in front of the stage. More people filed into the room, experts from every which way coming up to introduce themselves. Chatter died down once everyone was settled and the speeches began. Each department head from different counties—Orange, Riverside, San Diego, San Bernardino—all gave their speeches and introduced their teams. Margot was last to go, thanking everyone for being able to make it out to the expo. She introduced you one-by-one, sporting shy smiles and humble waves to the crowd.

There had to be easily more than three hundred people in that room. Even waving hello was nerve wracking, so when Margot thanked everyone once more and wished them a good time, you were relieved when parties started to disperse into their respectable groups.

“Let’s get a drink. I have a feeling it’s gonna be a long night.” Brandon nudged you, and you happily obliged. You considered ordering a Mai Tai, a smile curling onto the corner of your lips at the thought. You opted for a single glass of Disarrono on the rocks.

You sipped generously on your drink as Brandon was in full swing of conversation with your other coworker, not paying much mind to what he was saying.

Your mind clouded with thoughts of last time. The way Joel looked at you, the way you felt under his burning gaze, the carnal need for him that settled into your bones, the things you did with him just fifteen floors above this one. A devastating wave of need and nostalgia washed over you in that moment.

”Helloooo?” Brandon waved his hand in front of your face, and you looked at him with threaded eyebrows. “Where are you, babe?” He asks, and you smile softly.

”I’m sorry. Just deep in thought, I guess.” You laugh it off, internally rolling your eyes at yourself.

Get. It. Together.

”Wanna talk about it?” He asks, resting a hand on your shoulder. You shake your head and sip your drink. The last thing you want to do is wallow in self pity.

“Well if you want to get your mind off of things, Mr. Hunk over there has been making eyes at you for some time now.” Brandon juts his chin over your shoulder with subtlety. You furrow your brows, turning around to lock eyes with a deep, familiar, warm gaze.

You freeze in place, not really believing your eyes at the moment. It felt like your mind was playing tricks on you, mainly because being here had memories of him and the little bits of bliss you indulged in together.

Your feet seemed to have a mind of their own as you made your way to him, meeting him halfway before stopping before his broad frame.

“Joel?” Your voice is nearly a whisper, impossible to hear over the loud chatter in the room. A small smile curls onto his lips as he looks at you with sincerity.

“Hi sweetheart.”

He looks a bit different. His hair is longer, the graying brown locks hanging over his forehead in soft curls that frame his handsome face. His matching stubble is a bit longer, probably from lack of shaving over the last few days. You spot the heart shaped patch amidst the gray, though, and you want to kiss it. You want to kiss him.

“What are you—” You start, but he shakes his head.

“They invited me back because I actually got a new job. ‘M gonna be a criminal law professor at UCLA starting this summer.” He says, and your eyebrows pinch together.

“Wait, so you’re moving to LA?” You ask, struggling to comprehend the news he just dropped on you.

He nods, a sheepish smile on his lips as he tries to gauge your reaction.

“That’s amazing, Joel, congrats on the job.” You grin up at him, trying to mask your excitement.

You didn’t exactly know where you stood with him, since so much had changed since the last time you physically saw him in person.

“Thank you.” His voice was soft amongst the chaos of others. You had so much you wanted to say, but the words just seemed to die on your tongue every time you opened and closed your mouth to speak.

“Wanna go talk somewhere more private?” He’s leaning toward your ear now so you can hear him better. He leans back and looks at you, a flash of uncertainty crossing his gaze. He was probably just as nervous as you were.

You nod at him and hold up a finger as you step back to your group, telling Brandon you were going to step out real quick. His eyes flickered between you and Joel, giving you an impressed nod.

You almost wanted to laugh, given that he had no clue about the history between you and Joel.

Margot didn’t have anything planned for the team until tomorrow, so it was a free-for-all kinda night. You downed the last of your drink for that quick spike of liquid courage, setting your glass onto the bar top before you were by Joel’s side again. He led you out of the expo with a hand on your lower back, not caring who saw anymore.

He didn’t want to hide anything anymore. He was ready to lay all of his cards down on the table, hoping you’d be willing to hear him out.

“I have a room here for the weekend—would you be comfortable talking in there? If not, we can—” Joel starts nervously, but you reach up and give his bicep a small squeeze of reassurance as you wait by the elevator.

“That’s fine Joel.” You smile at him, and you can see his shoulders visibly relax as he nods. The elevator dings, and you both step inside. You nearly want to laugh, hard, at how he pressed the ‘15’ button.

Total déjà vu settles into your bones, recalling the insane sexual tension between the two of you the last time you rode this elevator up to the fifteenth floor. You look at your reflections staring back at you, and you don't see desperate and needy in your gazes. You saw steadiness and growth.

He looks at you and gives you a small smile, a flash of I remember too, before the elevator comes to a full stop and opens its doors. He leads you to his room and unlocks the door, tossing the key card onto the entry table as you both shuffle into the room.

You didn’t know what to expect. You didn’t know if he wanted to just talk, wanted to talk and do more, or just do more.

“So,” He starts, scratching the back of his neck. “Wanna talk on the balcony?” He nods his head toward the spacious balcony with two seats and a small table outside.

Relief floods your body in an instant, grateful he only wants to talk. You grin at him and head toward the balcony, sliding the glass door open before stepping out into the California warmth. You take a seat across him him, heart racing in anticipation as your gaze meets his.

“First off, I wanna start by saying I’ve been doin’ a lot of reflecting this past year. Should’ve never put you through that situation darlin’, n’ for that I’m sorry.”

“I think it’s safe to say we’ve both moved past that part.” You try to keep your tone lighthearted, but Joel shakes his head.

“‘M sorry for what I did to ya. You’re a beautiful, smart, amazing woman n’ I took advantage of the situation. It was fucked up. Tess gave me an earful, believe me.” His smile is sad as he looks down at his hands folded in his lap.

“Why did you?” You meekly ask.

“I was scared of gettin’ hurt again. My ex fiancée wasn’t a good person. She cheated on me multiple times n’ gaslit me into thinking I was goin’ crazy, even if there were major red flags about her and her behavior. Didn’t see through any of the bullshit though, and I feel like I projected my bottled up hurt into what was going on between us. I can’t tell ya how sorry I am.”

“Why did you get so upset with me when I reminded you that I’m not her? I would never do such a thing to you.”

“I realize that now, baby. I guess I just got so upset that what she did was being thrown in my face, and it set me off. Listen,” He sighs, rubbing the crook of his nose between his forefinger and thumb, “I should’ve never let things get the way they did. Should’ve never proposed that stupid fuckin’ idea in the first place. I know it’s been a year n’ all, but I still want you, baby. I wanna be with you, show you off, and love you out loud like y’should’ve been all along.”

You still at his words. Love?

“Love?” Your voice echoes your thoughts in a whisper, staring at him doe-eyed and shocked.

“Yeah, baby. Love. Finally not a fuckin’ coward and can admit it. There’s no other woman like you. I wanna be with you, if you’ll have me.” The hopeful look in his eyes makes you want to cry.

“I don’t want to get hurt again, Joel.” The thought of getting your heart broken again was something you knew you couldn’t bear. The circumstances may be different this time around, but you’ve worked on yourself so much and—

He grabs your hands in his, bringing them up to his mouth so he can kiss your knuckles.

“I know. And I can promise you, from the depths of my very bein’, I’ll do everythin’ in my power to make you believe when I say I would never, ever hurt you again. It hurt me to see you like that, sweetheart. N’ knowin’ I did that? Absolutely fuckin’ killed me.”

“I forgive you, Joel. I’m–I’m willing to give this a go, but please, for the love of god, take care of my heart.”

“I promise, sweetheart.”

Joel kept that very promise. A year later and your relationship with him was stronger than ever. He showed you off unashamedly. Truthfully, you were worried at first about what people would think about the age difference between you two, but no one really bats an eye at that stuff in Los Angeles like they would back in Austin.

You got to experience the beautiful side of being loved by Joel Miller—soft, kind, attentive, insatiable. He was a man who was a jack of all trades when it came to being in a relationship, and you couldn’t have been happier with the leap of faith you chose to take a year ago.

He’s reminded you every day how beautiful you are, has loved on you and cherished you every day, and if you’d let him, would quite literally praise the ground you walked on.

He was all about you and he made you feel like the luckiest, sexiest woman alive.

You wish everyone could experience a love like this.

There were many bumps in the road, but it took all of that to get you to where you are now: incandescently happy and in love.

You look over at the gorgeous brown-eyed man who was tracing circles over your shins that were thrown over his lap, burying himself in papers he was grading—the very same paper he first helped you on that started this whole thing.

A soft smile spreads on your lips as you watch him intently, enjoying this little full-circle moment to yourself.

He furrows his brows, and with a slight pout to his lips, pushes his glasses up his nose before looking up to lock his gaze with yours. He gives you one of those soft smiles that makes your heart melt continuously. He squeezes your shin in reassurance, always needing to be touching you in one way or another.

He couldn’t get enough of you.

“I love you, sweetheart.” The words slip easily past his lips, and you lean forward to give him a chaste kiss.

It might’ve been a force of pure attraction at first, but your heart formed around him.

He was yours, and you, his. This is how it was always meant to be, you think.

“I love you too, Joel.”

And you really do.

You always will.

tags: @ilovepedro ; @punkshort ; @nostalxgic ; @cool-iguana ; @pamasaur ; @untamedheart81 ; @harriedandharassed ; @endlessthxxghts

#joel miller #joel miller smut #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fic #joel miller series #fic: law of attraction #joel miller x plus size reader #professor!joel miller #professor!joel #professor miller #pedro pascal characters #joel miller imagine #joel miller au #joel miller imagines

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to-thelakes · 30 days

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Luke doesn't have many hoodies but somehow during cases they all disappear one at a time. He doesn't suspect you at first because he might forget one or two at a hotel but after catching you in the act of stealing his hoodies he confronts you

i was in such a fluffy mood so i wrote this little one-shot, i think it came out SO CUTE, luke is just such a softie when he is friends with someone and AGHHH, i just love this!!

thief

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; you steal all of luke's hoodies like the good friend you are.

warnings; fluff, pure fluff, just happy luke being cute, it's a goofy little fluffy one-shot

masterlist

You were not a kleptomaniac. Or at least, that’s what you thought.

Then Luke started giving you his hoodies. At first, he was simply being a gentleman. If you were cold on a case and forgot a jacket, he’d give you a hoodie that he kept spare in his bag. Then you’d forget to give it back until you’d slip it back into his to-go bag after a few days.

You really tried not to be a klepto but it was hard when Luke’s hoodies were so soft.

You often spent evenings in his hotel room, talking and theorizing about the current case and you’d inevitably put on one of his hoodies. He wouldn’t even notice you’d put it on and sometimes, you’d sneak into his room just to grab one if you were cold but didn’t pack anything warm enough.

In your defense, you also tried to return them but at some point, Reid had clocked on to you sneaking hoodies back and you didn’t want him to blow your cover. So, you were growing a horde of Luke’s hoodies in your drawer at home. You weren’t complaining though because they were comfy, soft and you wore them constantly.

Little did you know, that you had left Luke perplexed because he didn’t understand where the fuck his hoodies vanished too. He preferred jackets over hoodies generally but as the months dragged on, he found himself constantly buying new ones because sometimes he just wanted a pull-over. They were comfortable and when he was taking Roxy on a walk and it was freezing, a hoodie was always the better choice.

But they were always gone.

At first, he didn’t suspect anything because even if they vanished for a few days or weeks, they’d suddenly reappear. Honestly, he just assumed that he wasn’t seeing it or he was being an idiot but then, he noticed it.

Whenever you stayed late, you were wearing a hoodie. You’d come out of your hotel room wearing a hoodie. Whenever you slept on the planes, you were in a hoodie. And not just any hoodie. His hoodies. He was sure of it. Though he had no proof.

That was until now. The team was heading out to the PD for another - no doubt - long day and you had said that you needed to grab something from your room (after Emily had commented about how cold it was outside). He decided to test his theory and he made up an excuse to head back to his own room - curious looks be damned.

And lo and behold, he watched as you walked into his hotel room. He couldn’t help but almost laugh at the absurdity. You both trusted each other with everything so he really didn’t care that you were going into his room but to steal his hoodies? He didn’t understand why you didn’t just ask.

He approached the hotel door but decided to wait. He heard you moving around and let out a soft ‘ah-hah’ when you discovered the hoodie he had been wearing last night on the armchair. You tugged it on and went back to the door, pulling it open.

Only to find an amused Luke Alvez on the other side. You stared at him, eyes wide and he tilted his head to the side slightly.

“Hi,” He said and you stared at him, the heat rushing to your cheeks. He had caught you in the act. How were you supposed to explain this? You were stealing your friend’s hoodies like a complete freak. You didn’t know what to say.

“It’s not what it looks like,” You were quick to splutter out. Luke chuckled as he looked at you with a curious gaze.

“It looks like you’re stealing my hoodies and not returning them,” He stated. You pouted, head tilting down slightly.

“Okay, maybe it is what it looks like but I can explain,” You attempted. Luke chuckled and he stepped back from the door.

“Go on,” He urged. He wanted to hear this and the grin on his face told you that at least he wasn’t mad at you. That was one positive.

“Your hoodies are really comfortable and you let me borrow them a few times. I always returned them and I want to return them but Reid started to notice me bringing in hoodies - that were not mine. So, I didn’t want him to get the wrong idea and so I’ve just been amassing a pile of your hoodies and I wanted to give them back. I really did but I didn’t know how and it had gone so far that I have like 6 different hoodies from the past few months in a drawer in my house. And like I trust you with my life and you have been over to mine so many times but how was I supposed to tell you that I’ve been stealing your hoodies? And it got too awkward, I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t know how you’d react and I didn’t think you’d notice and I just I’m sorry,” You muttered. Luke could see the way the anxiety sat heavy in your stomach and he shook his head in amused disbelief.

“If you wanted to borrow a hoodie, just ask,” He said. You looked up at him, a sheepish smile on your face.

“Can I borrow a hoodie?” You asked. Luke chuckled and nodded his head.

“Of course you can but we’re going back to yours after this case and I’m getting them back,” He stated. You nodded, resting your hands in the pocket of the hoodie. It was really comfortable and it smelt like him.

“They don’t smell like you anymore anyway,” you mumbled. Luke looked down at you, cocking an eyebrow and you just returned a sheepish smile to him. He had no words but he honestly just found it to be adorable. He had never known someone to steal hoodies but you had given him a lot of unexpected feelings and experiences so this just added to it.

“Come on, before they get suspicious,” Luke urged you to head back to the group in the lobby.

#luke alvez #luke alvez x reader #luke alvez x you #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds x you #luke alvez fluff #reader-insert #criminal minds fluff #luke alvez x reader fluff

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cursedvida · 7 months

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Any headcanon about Buggy's kinks? NSFW if possible <3

SOME KINKY BUGGY HEADCANONS (NSFW || +18)

Warning: Praise kink, daddy kink and a lot of kinks in general. Minors not allowed please get away. A lot of swearing bc yeah. Dirty talk. y/n has femenine pronouns.

A/N: just some dirty toughs i have about this filthy guy. I hope you enjoy. <3

PD: my request are still open!

-Buggy likes to play. He is a natural teaser, he loves to make out-of-place comments to see how you react. A "fuck, you just made me super horny" totally out of place to turn you off.

-That brings me to one of his favorite hobbies: dirty talk. Buggy loves to say dirty things to you, both in and out of bed. It's one of his favorite pastimes, from being in the middle of a fight and saying something like "Fuck, baby, that punch you just gave him made me so hard" to "You like to see how hard you make me get when you moan for me like that, huh. Can you feel? That's what you did to my cock" right before you orgasm.

-The fact that you're a little younger than him is also something that turns him on. Buggy likes power, as insecure as he may be deep down, he enjoys feeling in control of the situation. That's why it's not uncommon to see him constantly refer to the fact that you're younger, especially through the nicknames he uses for you during sex: "baby doll, my little girl, baby girl, kid, little one…"

-In private - and always with a "joking" tone so that you cannot react badly - he often refers to himself as "daddy." ". He says things like, "Have you seen how amazing Daddy was today?" or "Do you know that Daddy has been waiting all day to have you on his cock?" But he also uses it for more casual things like, "Would you like to help Daddy put on his makeup?" or "Have you seen Daddy's hat?" It's not something you're particularly excited about, but it's not a game that bothers you either, and you know he likes it, so it's okay.

-He may not seem at first, but Buggy loves foreplay. He takes his time before starting to fuck you. He likes to take you to such a limit that you ask him to please put it in you. Get yourself so horny that you need it with all your being. He knows how to use his tongue and he uses it very well, oral is one of his greatest skills and he will make sure not to put it in you before you have cum a couple of times. He also loves receiving, of course, and seeing your face while you suck him is something that makes him lost his mind.

-Of course, Buggy uses his powers during sex. It is not something that he necessarily always does, it depends on the situation and what he wants, but he knows that his skills are very useful for performing certain practices during sex and he does not hesitate to use them if the situation requires it. The fact that he can use certain parts of his body to pleasure you in other places while he fucks you is something he resorts to regularly.

-He likes to watch you while you moan, it turns him on very much listening to you moan, asking for more, begging. Knowing that he has you under his net, that you have surrendered to him, that makes him hornier than anything.

-He loves that you praise him. Buggy needs validation all the time. Remember that, despite everything, he is a pretty insecure man, so hearing praise during sex is not only something that turns him on, but also helps him be more sure of himself. Hearing you say how good he is, how much you enjoy it, how good he fucks you… All those things are like music to his ears.

-He likes public sex. Well, actually, what he really likes is the idea of being able to fuck you anywhere, even if there may be people nearby. He likes to imagine scenarios in which you can't resist and start fucking like crazy anywhere, it's one of his fantasies.

-You know that Buggy likes to attract attention and be the center of everything, so don't be surprised if he really enjoys making you scream. He loves the idea of his crew hearing you moan, knowing that you are his and he is the one who gives you that pleasure. He will let you be as loud as you want because that means others will know who you belong to.

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