”It was a rough night. But it didn’t even matter now because your baby, your daughter, was in your arms. Healthy and perfect and sleeping peacefully against your chest. There was lull in the doctors and nurses constantly coming and going. Now, the curtains were open on the mid-morning sun and it was just the two of you, together, how it was supposed to be.
But you couldn’t help, as you rubbed your daughter’s back and stared down at her squishy little face, what Colt was doing right then.
Was he still sleeping? Was physical therapy going well? Was he back on set somewhere, doing what he did best? Had he forgotten all about you and the time that the two of you shared? The more you thought about him the more guilt gnawed at your ribcage. Then with the guilt came rage.
He changed his number, for God’s sake. He didn’t want to be found. And that was fine by you. You could do this all on your own. You didn’t need him. Your daughter didn’t need him.
A tear slipped down your cheek. One that you didn’t even really understand as someone knocked on your door.
You sniffed back the coming onslaught of emotion as you sat up straighter in bed. “Come in!”
Jody rounded the privacy curtain with a large, excited smile plastered on her face. Balloons and a stuffed animal in hand. She cooed when she caught sight of the bundle on your chest, setting down her things as she came to your bedside.
“There is my precious little god-daughter! Oh my goodness!” she spoke in a hushed voice as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
“You wanna hold her?” you asked, adjusting the infant so she was now held in two hands.
She gasped elatedly. “Are you sure?”
“Of course.” You smiled as you handed her off into Jody’s awaiting arms. “You’re the closest thing to family.”
She adjusted the weight of the baby in her arms before grinning at you. “What’s her name?”
“Riley.”
“I distinctly remember a certain stuntman who shall not be named playing a character named Riley once.” Jody gave you a look. “Maybe when you first met?”
“I told you specifically not to mention that…Certain someone,” you replied, guilt and rage roaring up inside you, as well as embarrassment.”
Yippie! I say, yippie-ingly, as I cry and write at the same time.
Ry gos characters, when you tell them that your ex never made sex about you or your pleasures and that they have never given you an orgasm.
here we gooooooooooooo. All under the cut for 18+ content and also because I got carried away
driver - the first time you have sex this man is a little lost in the sauce. So caught up in everything that he does finish before you do. Once he does he’s panting into your shoulder then immediately asking “fuck - did you…?” You lie to him on instinct that you’re fine. You don’t need to. And he’s looking at you like you grew a second head before you sigh and explain. He doesn’t even respond. Just makes the most soul piercing eye contact as he shoves his fingers between your legs and makes you cum a few times before he’s satisfied.
Ryland grace - he can tell you’re faking when you’re in bed together. So during dinner at home one night he confronts you about it, makes you blush crimson. “I just…my last boyfriend sad it was too hard to make me cum so….” Ryland goes quiet after that. Finishes his food. Thinking hard. Then before you can stand up to take your plate to the kitchen he’s ducking under the table and flipping up your skirt. “Guy sounds like a complete waste of fucking carbon” before going down on you.
officer k - I have a feeling he’s been abused by his boss before. So sex doesn’t come easy. But when it does he didnt know it was supposed to feel this good, this full of emotion. You’re so focused on him most of the time that you don’t even realize you haven’t finished. Until his fingers are at your pussy and he breaths into his pillow “need this…to go both ways” you tell him while he’s got his fingers inside you. And he just starts going at it harder, making you see starts. “Need you to feel good”
Lars lindstrom - sex with Lars is a progressive thing. Making out to heavy petting over clothes to hands only. Step by step. Baby boy is learning. And you’re not the most experienced sailor in the boat either, so the slow pace is nice. But he does know it’s supposed to feel good for you too. So one night he drags you to sit on one of his thick thighs and mutters sweetly “you don’t um…I-i want you to finish.” Your eyebrows lift, caught off guard. “Well, uh, we can try. My ex never really cared about that so I thought…all guys? Were like that?” Lars blinks hard at you before shaking his head. “Nope. Not all. At least…I want you too. Think it’ll…feel good for me too.” After that night Lars is a man addicted to the look on your face when you finish.
holland March - I think a relationship with holland is also a slow step by step thing. He loved his wife. He’s been miserable for years. He’s an alcoholic. And he has a kid. He doesn’t wanna put holly through anything he’s not sure of. So the first time you have sex is the result of months on months of pining and dates and accidentally solving a murder case. Your ex husband was a real bastard. Sex didn’t come easy and was never fun for you. So when holland led you to his bedroom, your nerves were through the roof. But holland is an attentive lover. He eats you out and fingers you and finishes inside with a high pitched whine. When you’re laying beside each other panting, you tell him about your ex with a laugh. Holland does not laugh. He just starts kissing down your body “fucking knew I hated your ex husband” he makes you cum on his tongue as many times as you can take.
Colt seavers - just appalled. Stuttering and fidgeting while he tries to process. This man is a GIVER, okay. It just doesn’t compute for him that someone wouldn’t want to make you cum. So he gives you as much as you will take after you tell him. You’re a little overstimulated and floating far away, but god colts satisfied smile is all worth it.
Sierra six - comes up during an undercover mission. In your line of work you haven’t had many consistent lovers. But the last swore you off of them for a while. The tension between you and six snaps one night and it’s rough and passionate. It feels good but you don’t finish. And it’s not until you’re back on the ground that he makes an observation “you didn’t cum” “you don’t have to. It’s whatever” but no. It’s not whatever to six. He’s picking you back up and carrying you to the nearest flat surface “whatever my ass. What piece of shit taught you that?”
Sebastian wilder - confused as fuck when you tell him in a panic, where he’s practically face to face with your pussy, that you don’t think you can cum. “Who - who told you that?” “Ex boyfriend…he said it was impossible.” “Well, I’m gonna prove that motherfucker wrong.” Sebs got you cumming within minutes. Again and again and again.
Ry gos characters, when you tell them that your ex never made sex about you or your pleasures and that they have never given you an orgasm.
here we gooooooooooooo. All under the cut for 18+ content and also because I got carried away
driver - the first time you have sex this man is a little lost in the sauce. So caught up in everything that he does finish before you do. Once he does he’s panting into your shoulder then immediately asking “fuck - did you…?” You lie to him on instinct that you’re fine. You don’t need to. And he’s looking at you like you grew a second head before you sigh and explain. He doesn’t even respond. Just makes the most soul piercing eye contact as he shoves his fingers between your legs and makes you cum a few times before he’s satisfied.
Ryland grace - he can tell you’re faking when you’re in bed together. So during dinner at home one night he confronts you about it, makes you blush crimson. “I just…my last boyfriend sad it was too hard to make me cum so….” Ryland goes quiet after that. Finishes his food. Thinking hard. Then before you can stand up to take your plate to the kitchen he’s ducking under the table and flipping up your skirt. “Guy sounds like a complete waste of fucking carbon” before going down on you.
officer k - I have a feeling he’s been abused by his boss before. So sex doesn’t come easy. But when it does he didnt know it was supposed to feel this good, this full of emotion. You’re so focused on him most of the time that you don’t even realize you haven’t finished. Until his fingers are at your pussy and he breaths into his pillow “need this…to go both ways” you tell him while he’s got his fingers inside you. And he just starts going at it harder, making you see starts. “Need you to feel good”
Lars lindstrom - sex with Lars is a progressive thing. Making out to heavy petting over clothes to hands only. Step by step. Baby boy is learning. And you’re not the most experienced sailor in the boat either, so the slow pace is nice. But he does know it’s supposed to feel good for you too. So one night he drags you to sit on one of his thick thighs and mutters sweetly “you don’t um…I-i want you to finish.” Your eyebrows lift, caught off guard. “Well, uh, we can try. My ex never really cared about that so I thought…all guys? Were like that?” Lars blinks hard at you before shaking his head. “Nope. Not all. At least…I want you too. Think it’ll…feel good for me too.” After that night Lars is a man addicted to the look on your face when you finish.
holland March - I think a relationship with holland is also a slow step by step thing. He loved his wife. He’s been miserable for years. He’s an alcoholic. And he has a kid. He doesn’t wanna put holly through anything he’s not sure of. So the first time you have sex is the result of months on months of pining and dates and accidentally solving a murder case. Your ex husband was a real bastard. Sex didn’t come easy and was never fun for you. So when holland led you to his bedroom, your nerves were through the roof. But holland is an attentive lover. He eats you out and fingers you and finishes inside with a high pitched whine. When you’re laying beside each other panting, you tell him about your ex with a laugh. Holland does not laugh. He just starts kissing down your body “fucking knew I hated your ex husband” he makes you cum on his tongue as many times as you can take.
Colt seavers - just appalled. Stuttering and fidgeting while he tries to process. This man is a GIVER, okay. It just doesn’t compute for him that someone wouldn’t want to make you cum. So he gives you as much as you will take after you tell him. You’re a little overstimulated and floating far away, but god colts satisfied smile is all worth it.
Sierra six - comes up during an undercover mission. In your line of work you haven’t had many consistent lovers. But the last swore you off of them for a while. The tension between you and six snaps one night and it’s rough and passionate. It feels good but you don’t finish. And it’s not until you’re back on the ground that he makes an observation “you didn’t cum” “you don’t have to. It’s whatever” but no. It’s not whatever to six. He’s picking you back up and carrying you to the nearest flat surface “whatever my ass. What piece of shit taught you that?”
Sebastian wilder - confused as fuck when you tell him in a panic, where he’s practically face to face with your pussy, that you don’t think you can cum. “Who - who told you that?” “Ex boyfriend…he said it was impossible.” “Well, I’m gonna prove that motherfucker wrong.” Sebs got you cumming within minutes. Again and again and again.
Ry gos characters, when you tell them that your ex never made sex about you or your pleasures and that they have never given you an orgasm.
here we gooooooooooooo. All under the cut for 18+ content and also because I got carried away
driver - the first time you have sex this man is a little lost in the sauce. So caught up in everything that he does finish before you do. Once he does he’s panting into your shoulder then immediately asking “fuck - did you…?” You lie to him on instinct that you’re fine. You don’t need to. And he’s looking at you like you grew a second head before you sigh and explain. He doesn’t even respond. Just makes the most soul piercing eye contact as he shoves his fingers between your legs and makes you cum a few times before he’s satisfied.
Ryland grace - he can tell you’re faking when you’re in bed together. So during dinner at home one night he confronts you about it, makes you blush crimson. “I just…my last boyfriend sad it was too hard to make me cum so….” Ryland goes quiet after that. Finishes his food. Thinking hard. Then before you can stand up to take your plate to the kitchen he’s ducking under the table and flipping up your skirt. “Guy sounds like a complete waste of fucking carbon” before going down on you.
officer k - I have a feeling he’s been abused by his boss before. So sex doesn’t come easy. But when it does he didnt know it was supposed to feel this good, this full of emotion. You’re so focused on him most of the time that you don’t even realize you haven’t finished. Until his fingers are at your pussy and he breaths into his pillow “need this…to go both ways” you tell him while he’s got his fingers inside you. And he just starts going at it harder, making you see starts. “Need you to feel good”
Lars lindstrom - sex with Lars is a progressive thing. Making out to heavy petting over clothes to hands only. Step by step. Baby boy is learning. And you’re not the most experienced sailor in the boat either, so the slow pace is nice. But he does know it’s supposed to feel good for you too. So one night he drags you to sit on one of his thick thighs and mutters sweetly “you don’t um…I-i want you to finish.” Your eyebrows lift, caught off guard. “Well, uh, we can try. My ex never really cared about that so I thought…all guys? Were like that?” Lars blinks hard at you before shaking his head. “Nope. Not all. At least…I want you too. Think it’ll…feel good for me too.” After that night Lars is a man addicted to the look on your face when you finish.
holland March - I think a relationship with holland is also a slow step by step thing. He loved his wife. He’s been miserable for years. He’s an alcoholic. And he has a kid. He doesn’t wanna put holly through anything he’s not sure of. So the first time you have sex is the result of months on months of pining and dates and accidentally solving a murder case. Your ex husband was a real bastard. Sex didn’t come easy and was never fun for you. So when holland led you to his bedroom, your nerves were through the roof. But holland is an attentive lover. He eats you out and fingers you and finishes inside with a high pitched whine. When you’re laying beside each other panting, you tell him about your ex with a laugh. Holland does not laugh. He just starts kissing down your body “fucking knew I hated your ex husband” he makes you cum on his tongue as many times as you can take.
Colt seavers - just appalled. Stuttering and fidgeting while he tries to process. This man is a GIVER, okay. It just doesn’t compute for him that someone wouldn’t want to make you cum. So he gives you as much as you will take after you tell him. You’re a little overstimulated and floating far away, but god colts satisfied smile is all worth it.
Sierra six - comes up during an undercover mission. In your line of work you haven’t had many consistent lovers. But the last swore you off of them for a while. The tension between you and six snaps one night and it’s rough and passionate. It feels good but you don’t finish. And it’s not until you’re back on the ground that he makes an observation “you didn’t cum” “you don’t have to. It’s whatever” but no. It’s not whatever to six. He’s picking you back up and carrying you to the nearest flat surface “whatever my ass. What piece of shit taught you that?”
Sebastian wilder - confused as fuck when you tell him in a panic, where he’s practically face to face with your pussy, that you don’t think you can cum. “Who - who told you that?” “Ex boyfriend…he said it was impossible.” “Well, I’m gonna prove that motherfucker wrong.” Sebs got you cumming within minutes. Again and again and again.
Colt who is disgusted at the idea of referring to his partner as "my bitch" and genuinely gets the ick if someone else does it to theirs- you're supposed to love them?? bombastic side eye
Aaaahhhhh I see I see.
yeah Colt does not like that. He finds that nickname demeaning and just gross. He gets that they’re not saying it in a gross way but like…..why would you call someone you love a bitch? Cause this man is all about a pet name. He just loves them. Especially the weird ones. Go to is sweets but he also uses cheeks, buttercup, bean, bubby, loml as in he pronounces out acronym.
like maybe court is the alpha? Cause he just gives such big brother energy (and maybe in tandem with canon he killed the packs previous alpha because he was terrible and abusive??).
then the rest of the geese are betas in the pack (ie ryland, colt, Lars, driver, holland, and Sebastian). We’ll just pretend they all don’t look exactly the same and no one thinks it’s weird lol
then maybe…maybe we have a human reader who gets shared by the whole pack?
I am just spitballing here but I would love to be passed around like a joint by a bunch of werewolf boys. Sounds like my brain is gonna shut off while they take care of me.
picture this: human!reader who is technically court's mate and has been for a little while. maybe a year or something. you're just getting used to the whole werewolf thing.
when court approaches you with a....tradition that he had been keeping from you. when a pack is struggling to prosper, the alpha's mate becomes mate to the entire pack.
and guess who's pack is not prospering????
every single member is mated to you in some way. the rest of the pack has been fighting the bond for a year so as not to freak you out. but they need you. all the time. you're super unsure about opening yourself up like that to...8 wolves. but now that its been pointed out to you, you can tell that they're all struggling. so you agree.
they set you up in a nice room in their pack house with stuff that has each of their scents. and really they're supposed to go one by one to settle the bond but uh.....some of them Do Not Listen (cough cough colt and ryland cough cough AND cough cough driver and holland cough cough).
you're hella nervous but once the onslaught of pleasure starts you can't even think of your own name let alone about how weird this is
like maybe court is the alpha? Cause he just gives such big brother energy (and maybe in tandem with canon he killed the packs previous alpha because he was terrible and abusive??).
then the rest of the geese are betas in the pack (ie ryland, colt, Lars, driver, holland, and Sebastian). We’ll just pretend they all don’t look exactly the same and no one thinks it’s weird lol
then maybe…maybe we have a human reader who gets shared by the whole pack?
I am just spitballing here but I would love to be passed around like a joint by a bunch of werewolf boys. Sounds like my brain is gonna shut off while they take care of me.
summary: i don't know what this is i just needed to purge it from my brain. driver has a bad night, comes home to you and needs you bad style.
tags: fem!reader, driver with an oral fixation, so like...titty sucking but not?? it's not a mommy kink he just finds comfort in your tits in his mouth okay, pretty tame for your boobies being out
You could tell it was a bad night as soon as Driver walked through your bedroom door. Backlit by the light he left on in the hall, he took up most of the doorframe. He had his jacket and boots already off, but a tension clung to him like a second skin. Shoulders tight, lips pursed, sweat still on his brow. You propped yourself up on one elbow as you watched him move, all even steps and slow breaths as he sat down on his side of the bed.
"Wanna talk about it?" you asked, placing a comforting hand on his back while he shucked off his jeans.
Driver shook his head minutely, and you understood. He hardly ever wanted to talk about what he did at night. But you always asked. Always allowed him that space if he wanted it. Your hand lifted away from him momentarily while he took off his shirt, but you didn't get the chance to return to your slow, sleepy petting of his back.
Instead, he turned his head only slightly to look at you over his shoulder. Eyebrows pinched together. A curve to his pink lips. Blue eyes glistening with something only you had ever been able to read.
He didn't need to talk. He didn't need to sleep.
He needed you.
You laid back against your pillow and eased your loose tank top to the side, revealing one of your breasts. Driver breathed a sigh of relief at the sight before completely crawling into bed beside you. Nestling himself against your side, he came face to face with your pebbled nipple, licking his lips in anticipation.
"Go on," you encouraged, tangling your fingers in his hair.
Driver attached his mouth to your tit instantly, giving a few long sucks of your nipple that made your breath hitch and your nails scratch at his scalp. He instantly relaxed beside you, body physically slumping as his free arm curled around your waist. He continued to suck for a moment more before he stilled, completely content to just have you in his mouth, nuzzling closer to you.
You smoothed out his hair and kissed the top of his head. "Just relax, sweet boy. Get some sleep."
what are the geese like with a reader who goes nonverbal
i have been having a time (and by a time i mean i have gone nonverbal) so i wanted to help myself cope by imagining my geese, my little goslings, being nice to me lol
driver: honestly, if you're going nonverbal he's probably doing it right along with you. takes you home from whatever event and turns on a comfort movie on a low volume back at your shared apartment. neither of you speaks and it's exactly what you needed.
ryland grace: since this man has barely any control over his own mouth, he doesn't totally Get It at first. probably things you're just mad at him. but then you explain and he's just like oooohhhhhh. does research on it. asks you lots of questions in order to fully understand what you need from him in those moments. after he has gathered the proper findings, he is so so caring the next time you go nonverbal. getting you a little treat, explaining to others, setting you up with comforting things.
officer k: especially if you're his partner in the LAPD, he takes over the reigns of an investigation where you usually would. questioning suspects. talking with other officers on evidence. picks up...not your slack. he never calls it that. picks up where you left off. gets your work done so you don't feel even more overwhelmed.
lars lindstrom: you saw how he was with bianca. just...the fucking sweetest!!!! whispers to you so softly when you're in a social setting. tells everyone you talk to in the most normal way that you don't feel like talking right now, and knows you so well that he can mostly respond for you. but when you want him to tell someone something, all you gotta do is tug on his sleeve, and he bends over so you can whisper in his ear.
holland march: another man who does not understand what is going on for a while. doesn't understand when you go to your bedroom and close the door, needing quiet and silence even from yourself. so when he joins you awhile later with a big ole sundae to share and an apology for something he didn't do already scripted, you explain. He gets it. he wishes his mind would shut up like that with alcohol involved. leaves you to it with a melting sundae and a very awkward dad smile.
colt seavers: imagine you are at a wrap party. imagine getting overstimulated and going nonverbal during the middle of it. you're standing next to colt, who is deeply engrossed in conversation with someone else, and you just go quiet. he's a pretty social guy so he doesn't notice for a minute. but when he does? he's asking if you're okay and leading you away to a more secluded corner of the party. setting you up with a water and giving you some earbuds he carries around just for occasions like this. and he doesn't leave your side the rest of the night. people come up and talk to him still but he doesnt leave you. not for one second.
sierra six: after a particularly rough mission (maybe one where you go undercover as a couple) you go nonverbal in the aftermath. sitting by yourself, zoning out, trying to regulate. six isn't much for emotions or for a lot of talking in general, but when he notices you like that he does sit with you. no touching. no talking. not expecting anything from you. just company. you appreciate it more than he knows.
sebastian wilder: he sees you getting overstimulated at the club from across the room. his significant other waitress with shaking hands and a frazled look in their eye. you're giving clipped, short answers to customers. you don't want to be rude. you're trying not to be, but your brain and body can't take the jazz and the chatter any longer after pulling two open to closes in a row. seb pulls you to the side and offers you a pair of earplugs and a "15 minutes. then you can head out. i'll cover for you." you could cry and you almost do as you throw your arms around him.
summary: i don't know what this is i just needed to purge it from my brain. driver has a bad night, comes home to you and needs you bad style.
tags: fem!reader, driver with an oral fixation, so like...titty sucking but not?? it's not a mommy kink he just finds comfort in your tits in his mouth okay, pretty tame for your boobies being out
You could tell it was a bad night as soon as Driver walked through your bedroom door. Backlit by the light he left on in the hall, he took up most of the doorframe. He had his jacket and boots already off, but a tension clung to him like a second skin. Shoulders tight, lips pursed, sweat still on his brow. You propped yourself up on one elbow as you watched him move, all even steps and slow breaths as he sat down on his side of the bed.
"Wanna talk about it?" you asked, placing a comforting hand on his back while he shucked off his jeans.
Driver shook his head minutely, and you understood. He hardly ever wanted to talk about what he did at night. But you always asked. Always allowed him that space if he wanted it. Your hand lifted away from him momentarily while he took off his shirt, but you didn't get the chance to return to your slow, sleepy petting of his back.
Instead, he turned his head only slightly to look at you over his shoulder. Eyebrows pinched together. A curve to his pink lips. Blue eyes glistening with something only you had ever been able to read.
He didn't need to talk. He didn't need to sleep.
He needed you.
You laid back against your pillow and eased your loose tank top to the side, revealing one of your breasts. Driver breathed a sigh of relief at the sight before completely crawling into bed beside you. Nestling himself against your side, he came face to face with your pebbled nipple, licking his lips in anticipation.
"Go on," you encouraged, tangling your fingers in his hair.
Driver attached his mouth to your tit instantly, giving a few long sucks of your nipple that made your breath hitch and your nails scratch at his scalp. He instantly relaxed beside you, body physically slumping as his free arm curled around your waist. He continued to suck for a moment more before he stilled, completely content to just have you in his mouth, nuzzling closer to you.
You smoothed out his hair and kissed the top of his head. "Just relax, sweet boy. Get some sleep."
summary: i don't know what this is i just needed to purge it from my brain. driver has a bad night, comes home to you and needs you bad style.
tags: fem!reader, driver with an oral fixation, so like...titty sucking but not?? it's not a mommy kink he just finds comfort in your tits in his mouth okay, pretty tame for your boobies being out
You could tell it was a bad night as soon as Driver walked through your bedroom door. Backlit by the light he left on in the hall, he took up most of the doorframe. He had his jacket and boots already off, but a tension clung to him like a second skin. Shoulders tight, lips pursed, sweat still on his brow. You propped yourself up on one elbow as you watched him move, all even steps and slow breaths as he sat down on his side of the bed.
"Wanna talk about it?" you asked, placing a comforting hand on his back while he shucked off his jeans.
Driver shook his head minutely, and you understood. He hardly ever wanted to talk about what he did at night. But you always asked. Always allowed him that space if he wanted it. Your hand lifted away from him momentarily while he took off his shirt, but you didn't get the chance to return to your slow, sleepy petting of his back.
Instead, he turned his head only slightly to look at you over his shoulder. Eyebrows pinched together. A curve to his pink lips. Blue eyes glistening with something only you had ever been able to read.
He didn't need to talk. He didn't need to sleep.
He needed you.
You laid back against your pillow and eased your loose tank top to the side, revealing one of your breasts. Driver breathed a sigh of relief at the sight before completely crawling into bed beside you. Nestling himself against your side, he came face to face with your pebbled nipple, licking his lips in anticipation.
"Go on," you encouraged, tangling your fingers in his hair.
Driver attached his mouth to your tit instantly, giving a few long sucks of your nipple that made your breath hitch and your nails scratch at his scalp. He instantly relaxed beside you, body physically slumping as his free arm curled around your waist. He continued to suck for a moment more before he stilled, completely content to just have you in his mouth, nuzzling closer to you.
You smoothed out his hair and kissed the top of his head. "Just relax, sweet boy. Get some sleep."
what are the geese like with a reader who goes nonverbal
i have been having a time (and by a time i mean i have gone nonverbal) so i wanted to help myself cope by imagining my geese, my little goslings, being nice to me lol
driver: honestly, if you're going nonverbal he's probably doing it right along with you. takes you home from whatever event and turns on a comfort movie on a low volume back at your shared apartment. neither of you speaks and it's exactly what you needed.
ryland grace: since this man has barely any control over his own mouth, he doesn't totally Get It at first. probably things you're just mad at him. but then you explain and he's just like oooohhhhhh. does research on it. asks you lots of questions in order to fully understand what you need from him in those moments. after he has gathered the proper findings, he is so so caring the next time you go nonverbal. getting you a little treat, explaining to others, setting you up with comforting things.
officer k: especially if you're his partner in the LAPD, he takes over the reigns of an investigation where you usually would. questioning suspects. talking with other officers on evidence. picks up...not your slack. he never calls it that. picks up where you left off. gets your work done so you don't feel even more overwhelmed.
lars lindstrom: you saw how he was with bianca. just...the fucking sweetest!!!! whispers to you so softly when you're in a social setting. tells everyone you talk to in the most normal way that you don't feel like talking right now, and knows you so well that he can mostly respond for you. but when you want him to tell someone something, all you gotta do is tug on his sleeve, and he bends over so you can whisper in his ear.
holland march: another man who does not understand what is going on for a while. doesn't understand when you go to your bedroom and close the door, needing quiet and silence even from yourself. so when he joins you awhile later with a big ole sundae to share and an apology for something he didn't do already scripted, you explain. He gets it. he wishes his mind would shut up like that with alcohol involved. leaves you to it with a melting sundae and a very awkward dad smile.
colt seavers: imagine you are at a wrap party. imagine getting overstimulated and going nonverbal during the middle of it. you're standing next to colt, who is deeply engrossed in conversation with someone else, and you just go quiet. he's a pretty social guy so he doesn't notice for a minute. but when he does? he's asking if you're okay and leading you away to a more secluded corner of the party. setting you up with a water and giving you some earbuds he carries around just for occasions like this. and he doesn't leave your side the rest of the night. people come up and talk to him still but he doesnt leave you. not for one second.
sierra six: after a particularly rough mission (maybe one where you go undercover as a couple) you go nonverbal in the aftermath. sitting by yourself, zoning out, trying to regulate. six isn't much for emotions or for a lot of talking in general, but when he notices you like that he does sit with you. no touching. no talking. not expecting anything from you. just company. you appreciate it more than he knows.
sebastian wilder: he sees you getting overstimulated at the club from across the room. his significant other waitress with shaking hands and a frazled look in their eye. you're giving clipped, short answers to customers. you don't want to be rude. you're trying not to be, but your brain and body can't take the jazz and the chatter any longer after pulling two open to closes in a row. seb pulls you to the side and offers you a pair of earplugs and a "15 minutes. then you can head out. i'll cover for you." you could cry and you almost do as you throw your arms around him.