#poor jj

[prentisswh0re]

baby jennifer jareau 🤝 baby fox mulder

"my sister's gone and it is my fault"

[finalscore]

[impossiblepearl]

[redhead1180]

I love the additional remarks. 🤣🤣🤣🤣

[chaosintheavenue]

My brain is on an utter OC dice roll (see what I did there?), so here's round 2 with a few major throwbacks!

Brutus, Dana

Grace, Jasper

JJ, Lara

Sid, Tibbs

[jiarascardigan]

we're so lucky to have HER as kie lmao

[iamvegorott]

hmmm, how about some Dapperstache? For the mistletoe blurbs?

JJ swayed to the music playing from the TV, keeping his movements small since he stood on a stool. The Septiceyes were finishing up their decorating for the holidays and JJ was working on getting the mistletoe to hang perfectly at the opening between the living room and the dining room. Wilford was due to visit any moment now and he hoped to have finished before then.

“Perfect.” JJ signed to himself, looking up at the hanging mistletoe. He carefully stepped off of the stool and when he straightened back up, he was suddenly facing a grinning Wilford. JJ, now unaffected by Wilford just appearing out of nowhere, smiled at him. “Hi, Wilford.”

“It seems we’ve been caught.” Wilford chuckled.

“Caught?” JJ glanced down, not seeing anything physically holding either of them. Wilford placed a hand on his chin and tilted it, having him look back up.

“By the mistletoe.” Wilford clarified with a wink.

“Oh!” JJ quickly caught on and grabbed the front of Wilford’s shirt, pulling him straight into a kiss. Wilford hummed into the kiss before placing his own hands on JJ’s hips.

“JJ, are you done with-hey!” Anti shouted, tossing a plastic ornament at Wilford’s head. “Fuck your boyfriend after helping us with the tree.”

“Yes, sir.” Wilford laughed, rubbing the spot he had been hit while JJ hid his red face in his chest.

[spdcadetsandcrew]

Hide me

As requested/inspired by @redtyrannoranger , ft Charlie, Brooklyn and Jamie

“Hide me. I’ll do anything. I’ll scrub the latrines with a toothbrush. I’ll shine your boots! I’ll-” JJ Oliver’s pleading to the sole remaining A-Squad ranger was cut off by Charlie.

“Same time every year,” Charlie replied with a grin. “Come on.” She grabbed JJ by the arm and half dragged him down the hall. 

JJ was too exhausted to protest-he’d had maybe two hours of sleep the whole week. He thought Coach McKnight’s soccer drills and runs around the field were tough-Sky Tate’s training was inhumane.

Charlie dragged JJ into the science lab, where Jamie and Brooklyn were working. “Got another one for your experiment,” Charlie said. 

“Experiment-hey wait a sec-” JJ protested feebly as Jamie and Brooklyn got up and dragged him to a bed. A couple of tubes were attached to him, and he winced, preparing for some sort of stabbing sensation. It didn’t come though, and he sighed with relief, closing his eyes.

“Anybody seen-” Sky poked his head into the lab, and spotted JJ, who’d closed his eyes and gulped the moment he’d heard Sky’s voice. “He’s supposed to be in training right now.”

“Sorry Sky, you’ll have to do a rain check on him,” Charlie said. “Brooklyn and Jamie needed another subject for their Project Dreams experiment.”

“But they’ve been doing that all week,” Sky protested. “And why does it have to involve my cadets?”

“Because everyone here gets bad dreams at some point, and Brooklyn wants to do her best to try and ease them when they happen,” Charlie explained. “And in order to do that, she and Jamie need to read and test different people’s responses to various harmless chemicals and read their dreams. Different people react in different ways. I’ll give him some extra training when we’re done.”

“Well, as long as he gets his training in,” Sky said. “Let me know his progress.”

“Of course, of course,” Charlie said, waving a hand. “Happy training, Sky.”

When Sky had left, JJ let out a breath and thanked whatever gods were out there. “Bless you ma’am,” he said. “I swear, he’s trying to kill us.”

“You get used to it after a while,” Jamie said cheerfully.

“He’s like this at first with all the recruits,” Charlie said. “Eventually he eases up. Now get some sleep.”

“What do you mean, eventually?” JJ murmured sleepily. But before anyone could respond, he was sound asleep.