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Jisbon: Seasons 1 to 6.
Ngl this is my favorite kind of writer jsjsbsusbdhdbdh
Unhinged little freaks who don't shy away from using gifs 😆🤌🏻
GIFS EVERYWHERE
It's like you know me OP 🤣🤣
I DOO! I don't but I do! you know like unhinged people know each other miles away 😬
Ngl this is my favorite kind of writer jsjsbsusbdhdbdh
Unhinged little freaks who don't shy away from using gifs 😆🤌🏻
GIFS EVERYWHERE
It's like you know me OP 🤣🤣
You Make My Soul Heat Up
Oneshot 1 - Shall I Entertain You Otherwise, Darling?
A s7 Jisbon oneshot • Rated E • ~2k words
“Sleeping at the opera is pretty rude,” Jane whispered, playfully squeezing her thigh.
“I wasn’t sleeping,” she insisted.
“I’m sorry you’re not enjoying yourself, though. Shall I entertain you otherwise, darling?"
Read it on ao3 here 💜
Happy birthday, @janevids xxx
Me reposting this after reading it again 🔥🔥
The Mentalist || Bodyguard AU
Chapter Fourteen ◇ Monologue
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The more he spoke, the harder it became to actually hear him. Her focus kept diverting to the sensual movement of his mouth and to the precision of his hands as he cradled each ravioli and set it aside with impossible delicateness, as though the fragile pasta might bruise under rougher fingers.
There was no reasonable explanation why she was so turned on by it all – the sheen of perspiration at his brow, or the way the tip of his tongue peeked out when he concentrated. Even the scent of herbs and butter tangled with the musky notes of his earthy cologne was affecting her in unspeakable ways, making her pulse stumble and her thighs wet.
She looked back at the folders on the island, hoping that smothering herself in work might extinguish whatever was smoldering under her skin.
“So what’s with all the piles?” she asked – thinner than intended and much too high to be nonchalant.
If Jane noticed, he didn’t let on.
“The first pile is things I’d like to see for myself. People, places, that sort of thing.” He pointed with his elbow at the stack on the far left. “You can take me.”
The thread of dominance in his voice only stoked the embers.
Still fussing, he transferred the finished ravioli onto a lined tray, then moved to another bowl and started whisking whatever was in it. His sleeves had ridden up, moulding the shirt to one bicep as he worked. It looked ripe enough to bite into.
Teresa’s body betrayed her immediately, heat and arousal pooling in her core.
God. Was this how Eve felt?
honey, honey 💛
the most platonic co-workers to ever walk the earth
Preserve this with the archives. This is art
Mentalist Bodyguard AU
Chapter 12 || Act Two
because second time's a charm
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But it wasn’t a trick of timing that failed him.
It was consequence, driven by lust.
He had dared too close.
How was he supposed to forget the feeling of her when his mouth carried the memory? Every inhale would feel like an inquisition. He would be condemned, forever haunted by the warmth and the yield of her lips.
Charlotte had asked him not to touch the fire. Not only had he ignored her – he’d doused it in fuel and fanned the flames with his own hands.
The room stayed empty, of course. Teresa wasn’t coming back. If the last few weeks had taught him anything, it was how efficiently she could probably pack a life into a bag while cursing his name under her breath.
He didn’t resent her for it, he understood. If he could, he would smite himself. Bang on Hades’ gate and demand early admission, toothbrush in his back pocket.
If fucking up could be distilled into a single image, it stared back at him from the darkened window – his own reflection, warped and dim, a man he didn’t quite recognise.
So a couple days algo I finished The mentalist. I loved it when I was a kid and never got to finished it then. Seing it 10 years later was such a nostalgic experience for me and to see that Jane and Lisbon did end up together made me so satisfied. And now I can definitely appreciate even better his sassy and obnoxious personality. I'm obsessed 🙌
Ahhhh this is so good. Omg
I love it.
jane & lisbon + normal coworker behavior [33/?] ⤷ 2.06 — “Black Gold and Red Blood”
SAMUEL 😭😭😭😭
(iykyk)
jane's first marriage is literally my roman empire when it comes to the mentalist. i can't stop thinking about it. i have a whole essay in my drafts. angela jane haunts the entire narrative and we have almost no objective facts about what she was really like. the only time she is described in detail is so general that we all thought it was about lisbon. or maybe it's not general? maybe jane seeks out the same traits in the two loves of his life? but then a woman like lisbon wouldn't have stood for the man that jane so clearly was prior to red john. was their marriage happy? unhappy? was it average? is she remembered as she was, or worse, or better? the show is right for refusing to tell us but it haunts me all the same.
I think I need the crystal ball some of these reblogs be using because they have seen some secret parts of the show to know what they know 🙃
OP is so right for this, we have so little to actually go on and somehow that makes it (and Angela) so intriguing.
teresa lisbon ⤻ 18-5-4
She could lure all the men to an island (and strike them with a wand to turn them into swines) with a face card like that.
—The Mentalist, "Scarlett Fever"
They're so perfect
LOOK AT THEM
Thank you so much for the new chapter, I love it. I'm very excited to see how it'll continue 😍
Unprompted idea (you're very welcome to ignore it): remember how in season 1 Van Pelt mentions to Lisbon Asthanga yoga? Well, I think it would fit perfectly in this fic if Jane happens to visit her doing that. (It would also even the playing field a little about who's lusting after who)
Thank you 💛 I'm glad to be back to the lighter side of writing hahaha. All UST and Nicknames over here now.
Although hopefully we can soon resolve the U in the ST.
OOOOOOOOOOOHHHH, that sounds like it would be hilarious. I did similar in Purple Skies and Paper Flowers but I'm definitely tucking the idea away to use here if I can.
Jane is definitely lusting hard. I think he has been since he woke up a little hungover to an angel in his bedroom 👁🫦👁
He would absolutely need new pants if she did yoga in front of him 💥
TERESA LISBON 5x19 — "Red Letter Day"
i love her
she is air
Mentalist ◇ Bodyguard AU
10 | Unrehearsed Chemistry
read here on AO3
Water sheeted off him in beaded trails, catching in the sinewy cords of his shoulders, his chest, and the long planes of his stomach. His biceps bulged as he gripped the rail, droplets clinging to the muscle like tiny diamonds.
Her gaze betrayed her so completely it may as well have stood up and pointed.
She didn’t want to look.
That was the problem.
Her body, however, had staged a mutiny.
She’d known he was well built. The suits gave that much away – tailored too well not to notice. Broad shoulders and narrow hips, an easy, dangerous symmetry. But she hadn’t been prepared for the reality under the fabric.
Not even remotely.
It was one thing to remember the brief, scandalous glimpse of him pantsless in his bed. It was quite another thing entirely to see him shirtless in boardshorts that clung indecently to him, water turning every line and angle into an obscene slip ‘n slide you had to be her height to ride.
He looked less like a man and more like a trap designed specifically for women with poor judgement.
“…I love you”
We'll solve this case without you, the right way. With good, solid detective work.