#karadec

[zondergezicht]

Karadec: Oh look, we're under a mistletoe.

Morgan: *looks up* Karadec, thats not a mistletoe. That’s a holly. They are frequently mistaken for each other. Mistletoe is a parasitic plant with white berries and smooth leaves, while holly is an independent shrub or tree with spiky leaves and red berries. So yep, that’s a holly. Not a mistletoe.

(Later that night)

Morgan: *wakes up at 4 AM* OH MY GOD HE WAS FLIRTING WITH ME

[bullet-prooflove]

Kandy with a K: Adam Karadec x Reader

Tagging: @kmc1989

Summary: Those handcuffs... they're not the ones Adam's used to seeing you in.

Handcuffs have always been your thing.

In bed, out of bed…

There’s a special set in the top drawer of Karadec’s nightstand that the two of you use when things get a little crazy. However, the ones around your wrists right now, they didn’t come from a sex shop, and they’re certainly not lined with leopard print fur.

They are attached to the hook on your side of a metal interrogation room table. It’s bolted to the floor, along with the seat you’re sitting in, the one that makes that short leather mini skirt ride up a few inches, revelling the tops of those black fishnet stockings.

“What they pick you up for this time?” Karadec asks, his elbows settling on the cold table as he surveys you from the chair across from you. You’re wearing a low-cut white shirt with a black lace bra that pushes up your breasts, the tattooed letter K standing out stark against the neckline. He wants to run his finger over it, to trace over his namesake, but he keeps his hands clasped together, his fingers digging into the grooves of his knuckles. “I’m going to guess solicitation.”

Your lips tip up into a malicious smile, one that he rarely gets to see. They’re accentuated with a red metallic lipstick, one that shimmers underneath the buzzing fluorescent light above.

Hollyberry, the shade is called.

He should know, it’s stained his skin often enough.

“Not giving a patrol officer a blowjob.” You respond raising your well-groomed eyebrows, feigning shock. There’s dark kohl lining your eyes, making them look wider, more doe like. Men, they pay good money for that, they like that wide eyed innocence on their whores. At least that’s what you’d told him this evening, when he watched you apply it at the dressing table in your bedroom.

“Not all men.” He’d reminded you, his hand tugging the end of your ponytail so that he could lean over and kiss the tip of your nose.

“No.” You’d smiled as he planted kisses on your cheeks too. “Not you, my love.”

“What did you tell them the tattoo stood for?” He asks, slipping out of his reverie, his fingertips tapping on the surface of the table.

“Kandy with a K.” You smirk before tugging at the cuffs a little, testing them. “He said he didn’t give a fuck about my name. He just wanted to know what my mouth felt like didn’t you Mark?”

You cast a glance at the two-way mirror, you know the patrol officer in question is standing behind, flanked by Oz and Daphne.

“Don’t bother lying.” You tut, anticipating the protest on the other side. “My bra has a microphone in it. We all heard that fun little threat about bashing my head in just like Jeannie if I didn’t comply. In fact, that’s the reason we’re here.”

Your reflection doesn’t respond, and you don’t expect it too. These older stations are breezeblocks and concrete down here in the interrogation rooms. They can hear you through the intercom, but you can’t hear them unless they push the button.

“I’m in Vice asshole. When a sex worker on my beat goes missing, I take notice, especially when they’ve been feeding me information about a gang of patrol officers who like to take turns when they get a working girl back to the station. Three on one hardly seems fair, does it?”  You say as Karadec removes a key from his pocket, unfastening the cuffs. The metal bracelets click open, releasing your wrists.

You pull them away quickly, but Karadec can still see the purple indentations etched into your skin. It sends a flash of indignation vibrating through his body as he twists his head towards the mirror, his eyes filled with molten rage.

The intercom hisses and the two of you sit quietly as Oz’s voice comes over the speaker. “We’ve read him his rights, and the other two have been taken into custody. You’re free to stand down.”

You raise to your feet, hiking up the skirt to the garter that resides just above the hem of the stocking. You remove the small battery pack transmitter, flicking it off with your thumb before setting it down on the table so that you and Karadec won’t be overheard.  

“You alright?” Karadec asks, standing up. He shifts around the corner of his table, his ass leaning against it as you pace. After being chained up like that you need to move, to remind yourself you’re not a prisoner despite the fact that’s exactly what you have been over the past hour and a half.

“I’ll be better when I get some pants on.” You say, with a smile that doesn’t quite meet your eyes.

Tonight, it’s been a lot, he knows. He’d been listening to the damn thing from his car before he made his entrance. All that horrible shit Mark Delany was spitting out on the ride over here; it was enough to put acid on his tongue. The goal of putting you in this room with Karadec was to make sure you were safe, that those assholes didn’t try anything when you were locked away in a cell as per their MO.

Karadec shrugs out of his suit jacket before draping it around your shoulders. The warmth of his body, the cedarwood scent, it settles something deep inside of you as he lingers close. “You know this was a pretty ballsy thing you did here.”

“I know.” You murmur, your head coming to rest on his shoulder. “It’s almost like your wife is a badass cop.”

“The most badass cop, I know.” He chuckles as his lips brush over your hairline. “You wanna get out of here? Let me run you a bath, get you into some real clothes?”

“Fuck yes.” You murmur, tilting your head up to meet his gaze.

The left side of his mouth quirks up into a half smile as his expressions softens. His thumb ghosts over the blush of your cheek and you nuzzle into his palm, your lips brushing the hollow of his wrist. “I mean it baby, you did really good tonight.”

“Jeannie deserved justice.” You say, thinking back to those other girls, the ones that couldn’t speak up about what happened to them here in this station. “They all did.”

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Like My Work? - Why Not Buy Me A Coffee

[jensen-frackles]

imagine Karadec and Lucia go out on their date and Lucia asks him how work has been and as he talks she sees that he’s grown to actually really start to enjoy it more so outside of a workaholic stand point and she thinks like “by the way he talks about his coworkers he seems to really respect them, especially Morgan, she seems to really have brought him out of his shell and changed his view on things, I’m really glad for that” and then the next time she goes to meet him at work she rolls up before everyone leaves, goes up to their floor and looks in without making her presence known and she just watches the way that Karadec and Morgan interact and she’s like oh. oh.

[drafts481]

Arguments

Adam Karadec x reader

Main Masterlist. High Potential Masterlist

(Picture is NOT mine, it’s from Pinterest)

Prompt by: @queene1999

"I don't get why you can't just listen to me for a second! You've been through a lot. A lot of shit that you haven't felt comfortable sharing and I will always be there for you but you can't just close me out whenever you get tired or the least bit annoyed!" Karadec yelled as he paced around the room.

"I know! Don't you think I know that? Everyone I have ever opened up to has left me right after. Everytime I think I've finally found someone who wants to listen to me they go and throw it in my face. So I'm sorry if you feel like I haven't opened up." Tears were streaming down my face as I recalled every past partner who had gone and thrown it in my face after I was vulnerable.

I couldn’t take it anymore.. I had to leave. I… I had to.

My leg was shaking, my breathing quickening.

“Yn.. yn! Yn look at me, please!” Adam’s voice was there, loud and clear but I couldn’t focus.

“I..I’m sorry, I’ll um…” I stood up slowly, holding onto the table in front of me.

“Look I’m sorry, I should’ve never said those things.” Adam’s eyes searched for mine, “c’mere”, he said as he opened his arms.

“I am so sorry,” I whispered, “I know this probably isn’t how you were planning on spending your evening” I let out a wet laugh.

“Anything for you, anytime. Just please promise me you won’t close me out again. I’ve got you.” He whispered, and placed a soft kiss on my temple.

[ileftthehouse]

morgan gillory having like three love interests at any given time is so powerful

[dontruinmymorning]

MORGADEC IS PRIDE AND PREJUDICE CODED

The way Karadec constantly stares at Morgan.

All the misunderstandings at first.

Karadec is awkward and “arrogant”.

Morgan is headstrong and brilliant.

ITS FUCKING MR DARCY AND ELIZABETH BENNET!

[chasinggeekdom-blog]

A product placement?

For spreadsheets?

During the season finale?

[bibeewithtea]

My thoughts for what’s gonna happen the first episode of S3 High Potential:

First of all- I think Wagner’s gonna be dead. I mean there’s talks that the actor’s contract didn’t get renewed, and it’s unlikely that they would probably bring him back.

Now for how the first episode is gonna open up- I think it’ll be a sequence of Morgan holding Wagner in her arms while the ambulance shows up and her going to the hospital with him- before ultimately it cuts to his funeral. Karadec or Soto is gonna be one of the first people she calls- but it’s more likely Karadec because he’s her partner.

I’m a firm believer that Karadec isn’t going to leave her side at all during the funeral- and I don’t think that Morgan would want him too. She’s just lost her situationship and is also still dealing with her emotions about finding Roman. Karadec also probably drove with her to the funeral and also insists that he drive her home- not because he’s scared that she’s going to do something stupid, but he’s worried about her being alone (Ludo also probably took the kids and they’re with him for a majority of the episode but maybe Ava shows up a little bit because of the Roman case)

As they’re talking he’s asking her about why Wagner didn’t want her to come with him and told her the wrong time and what exactly happened. They’re gonna start arguing when Karadec gets a call either about a separate case or something new that came up with Wagner’s case. Hearing about a case, Morgan wants to put aside her grief for a moment while they solve the case so that she’ll be able to sleep at night

As for the relationship between the two of them- I think Karadec’s going to be super protective of her (not like he isn’t already) but he’s practically begging her to be off the case once he realizes about her relationship with him and thinks that if Wagner died because he was helping search for Roman- Morgan could be in trouble too

As for Mordec kiss, I don’t think it’s gonna happen that episode. Emotions are going to be running high and also Morgan’s still very keen on finding Roman and looking for Willa. (I’m really hoping that it’ll happen in S3 though)