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the one-shot is now 12k and they've only just kissed... uhm, whoops?

this is also literally unedited, like raw first draft and i know i'm gonna wanna add so much detail to make it more coherent so this is gonna be so long, it's ridiculous, so uhm, yeah, whoops.

still nowhere near done, i've still got the smutty bits to get to and knowing me, they're gonna be long, i wrote a 5k smut piece once (no plot, just smut) so i dread to imagine what this will be

someone save me from my whore-ing

what would y'all say if i said that i'm currently working on a very long luke alvez (from criminal minds) x reader oneshot, like currently standing at 8k words and i'm nowhere near done with what i want from this one-shot. what would y'all say?

i've been having a very rough, depression filled week and have been watching criminal minds a lot bc i'm SO CLOSE TO FINISHING and i'm simply a whore for luke alvez like, i would let that man do unspeakable things to me. him and frank castle are my motivation to go the gym (which i have been doing despite feeling like complete crap) and i just am literally writing so much for this man. it's angsty, it's fluffy, it's whore-ish, it's self-indulgent. it wasn't meant to be this long but it was all over for me when the reader says that she would do 'unspeakable things' to luke bc he's taking care of her while she's drunk off her head (don't worry, they don't do anything while she's drunk). i can't be stopped. it's 3am and i need to go to sleep and that's the only reason i'm stopping but like, do i just keep this to myself or do i share my absolutely whore-ish fantasies?

I also think that if he gets hurt on a case you would be the first one he'd call. The first one he'd wanna see, in the hospital? First thing he asks about

Also what do you think Luke would call his partner?

luke would absolutely want you to be the first thing he'd see after he got injured but i think part of him also wouldn't immediately say. like, he's a military man and in one of the episodes i watched in s13, he was saying how he always preferred to work alone. and i honestly think some of that would still linger and as much as he cared about his partner, i don't know if he'd immediately call them. i feel like he wouldn't want to worry you but also the team knows how much he loves you so like emily/jj/garcia would absolutely call you before he even got the chance.

but you being the first thing he asks about is ABSOLUTElY something i can see him doing. like, he wakes up in a hospital bed after getting injured or he's in the ambulance and the first thing he would ask about is you. he would ask where you were, if you were okay, if you knew about the injury.

it would be 10 times worse if you were on the team with him because he would wake up and not know whether you were injured. or if you went to take down an unsub and it got dangerous, the second you were all out and the unsub is arrested, he would find you first, check on you, ignore his injuries just to make sure you were fine.

i feel like when he falls, he falls hard, yk? like we see that with... uhm i've actually forgotten her name but i've just met her, but his love interest in like s13 or whatever, he falls hard for her and he's really smitten about the date and that would definitely translate into being worried about his partner.

and nicknames? oh god, honestly, i really struggle with nicknames that luke would use. my go-to is carina (it really should have a squiggly line above the n but i keep forgetting to do it) which is a spanish term of endearment. i picked that up when i wrote a moonknight fic ages ago and i feel like it fits luke's character.

like i feel like he calls his important women in his life with terms of endearment, i know in the show he called his mom 'mom' but i think he'd also call her like 'mami' and then his partner 'carina'

but as for other ones, i honestly really struggle with like hearing (if that makes sense) him say anything but i think the terms of endearment i feel like fit him the most (with his personality) would be like 'baby' or he'd call you 'my girl'. i'm not really sure, i feel like i'm still tryna to get a feel for it and that is something i'm struggling with while writing 'built to fall' but they're the ones i think most suit him but it might change

We keep saying Luke is a simp for reader (he is) but it's the other way around as well. Reader loves baking things for Luke and making him lunches for office days. They also make sure he gets enough hydration and even packs cute notes in his bag for motivation

i was just about to go to sleep but OH. MY. GOD. YES THEY ABSOLUTELY WOULD

like baking his favourite cookies?? YES! speaking to his mami and finding out what his favourite foods were as a kid and cooking them, YEAH they'd do that for him.

literally reader would simp just as hard if not HARDER for luke, they would do literally anything to keep him happy, it's insane, and i love the idea of them making him lunches for when he goes to the office, he makes them a lot of the time but if they know that he's tired, they'll make his favourite or a comfort food and they'll give him some freshly baked cookies (and one for garcia to) which quickly devolves in them baking for the entire team bc their cookies are the best (i see u jj, going after the cookies)

but if he is the one that makes his lunch, that doesn't mean his partner won't sneak a note in so that he can giggle and smile over it while he's at the office. it's usually just something short and sweet, an i love you or you look cute today but sometimes it's a little longer and when she knows he's been having a rough week she writes a longer note talking about how much she loves him and telling him that they're gonna go do something together whenever he has his next free weekend

like the reader has endless patience with his job and they adore him so so so much, would literally do anything to make him smile and if he's had a really long day in the office, he comes back to find that they invited themselves over, already took roxy for a walk for him and gave her dinner bc luke was back late and then they are cooking while roxy watches them and he's just so in love

and the reader would just do little things, gift him a new book that he's been wanting, check when the release of games he wants to play are so she can make sure he can play them on the day of release and not have to worry about anything else, sometimes they'll even do research on the games to make sure that they know everything and if they're over while luke is playing and he is stuck on a level, they'll watch a couple of playthroughs in secret and then give subtle hints to get him through the level

like he is a gamer bro but he's the big soft cuddly gamer bro and he will play his games but if you text him that you've had a bad day or need to cry, he will drop everything and come to you. you would do the same for him

it's such a soft cute relationship and ugh, okay, i really need to go sleep now but the thoughts of mr luke alvez are constant especially in my ill-state, i cannot escape him, i want him to give me soup and take care of me and scare the doctors into listening to me xx

Sub Luke is a needy boy

needy

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; when luke returns from a case, you can tell that he needs to relax and so you help him.

warnings; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, 18+ pure smut, sub!luke, soft dom!reader, oral (m&f receiving), unprotected p in v (wrap it before you tap it guys), luke being so so needy

notes; okay, this one-shot has been on my mind for fucking DAYS, like DAYS, i saw this ask like at the start of the week or end of last week, idk and i just had an idea but it has taken me so long to actually write it up, but i wrote it up and fuck, i love it. well, okay, love is a bit of an overstatement, i don't love luke's dialogue bc i'm struggling to get his voice nailed down but i did what i could, also the end is kind of rushed so might get edited at a later date but i can make no promises, i just hope you enjoy my absolutely sluttish thoughts on luke alvez <3

also it's like 3.2k words hehe

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You hadn’t expected Luke back so early but when you heard the front door close and Roxy bound towards it, you knew he was home. And it was just in time for dinner that you had cooked for the both of you. You had a container ready in case he didn’t make it but knowing that he had made you smile. You glanced over to see him walking through the living room and to the kitchen, Roxy at his side. He had a barely there smile on his face.

“Hi,” You said softly as he walked up behind you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, nuzzling his face in your neck. You leant back against him, stirring the pasta one last time before you covered it with the pan lid again. His hands rested against your stomach as listened to you breathe, feeling the rise and fall of your chest. You stayed quiet, leaning back against him, eyes closed. 

Sometimes he needed to just be with you and you were never going to deny him that.

“Missed you,” He muttered into your skin after a few minutes of silence. You tilted your head to the side slightly, pressing a kiss to the bit of his head you could reach.

“Missed you more,” You responded. He lifted his head up and looked at you. His smile didn’t reach his eyes and his shoulders were tense. He looked wound up and you tilted your head to the side slightly, “Was the case okay?” You asked cautiously. He shrugged. That was a no. 

But, rather than digging into it, you decided to let it go. You wanted him to relax for at least a little bit; so you asked him if he wanted to eat with you. He - obviously - did and so you plated up the meal before the two of you headed to the living room. You put on the TV and you sat and ate.

Roxy lay beside Luke and you felt the tension release in his shoulders the longer the three of you sat there. It was nice, to just be with him for a little bit but you were having some devious thoughts. 

He had been away for nearly a week on cases and you didn’t mind but you knew that he might need some attention. The tension in his shoulders, the tick of his jaw, the twitching of his hands all told you one thing, he was worked up but you wanted to help him relax now he was home. Who were you to deny that?

So, you slowly set your plan in motion. Little touches here and there, kissing his head and snuggling into him a little closer. You didn’t want to push him if he wasn’t up to it but you wanted him to feel loved. 

Eventually, you agreed to head to bed and while Luke went upstairs to take a shower, you put the dishes away and then sat with Roxy for a moment. You mumbled to her about her staying downstairs tonight and kissed her on the head before asking her to go to sleep in the dog bed. She followed orders and you kissed her head again, promising her that she could sleep in your bed in the morning.

Then you headed upstairs where Luke was still in the shower. A smirk spread across your face and you slipped your clothes off as you walked towards the ensuite. You slipped into the shower room and opened the shower door cautiously. Luke glanced back briefly, sending you a half-smile before you stepped inside. If he didn’t want you there, he would have said. So, it was time for your next play.

“Feeling better?” You asked softly as you came up behind him. You wrapped your arms around his torso, resting your head against his shoulder and he leant back into your touch. The tension had returned back to his shoulders but the soft patterns you ran across his stomach seemed to calm him down again.

“You’ve been so busy lately,” You mumbled against his skin, “You work so hard for me and I’m so proud of you, baby,” You whispered in his ear. He shivered against you, feeling your hand slip lower, towards his happy trail, “I need to know if you don’t want this,” You whispered. He was crumbling under your light touches and his eyes fell closed as your hand came to a stop at the bottom of his stomach. He let out a soft groan, “Use your words, baby,” You encouraged. You needed to hear him say it before you did anything.

“I want you,” He confirmed, letting his head fall back. You grinned against his skin and peppered soft kisses against the damp skin of his shoulder. The water was trickling down his front and you thought he looked so handsome. His hair was wet, curls sticking to his forehead and the tension was releasing from his shoulders as you moved your hand down to wrap around his cock.

He was still soft but with a few pumps of your hand, he was fully hard and desperate for you. He bit his lip, holding back a groan that threatened to spill past his lips as you moved your hand further down his cock. Your thumb flicked over the sensitive head, pre-cum leaking across your fingertip and you smirked.

“My pretty boy, you’ve been wanting this all week, haven’t you?” You whispered in his ear, continuing to tease the head of his cock. He nodded his head, letting out a breathy groan as you squeezed the tip. Then you wrapped your hand around his cock, sliding it up and down. The water made the movements slicker and the water against his front only added to the tantalising feelings of pleasure. 

“Couldn’t wait to get home to you,” He admitted as you continued to move your hand, manoeuvring your head to watch yourself, “I missed you so much,” He continued, “Missed your cooking and your laughs, I missed your hands on me,” He rambled. You chuckled softly, surprised that that’s what he was thinking about now. Clearly, you hadn’t broken him enough and so you slipped your hand away and to his hips. You tugged him back.

“Fuck,” He groaned at the loss of contact and let you maneover him so he was resting against the wall of the shower. You then slipped down onto your knees. The shower floor wasn’t the comfiest but you wanted to have him mewling for you. Luke was needy already and you were never going to deny seeing him fall apart for you. You wanted to know that you made him feel good. “Don’t want you thinking about anything but how good I make you feel, okay?” You asked, though it was more of a statement as you looked up at him. He nodded his head and you smirked, leaning forward and licking the underside of his cock. He groaned, his head rested back against the tiles as you used your hand to gently guide him into your mouth. You had missed the stretch of his cock and the moan that escaped his lips when you took him to the hilt. It was something you craved and the way he was crumbling now made it all worth it.

“God, carina. Make me feel good, that’s all I need, just need you, just want you,” He was already devolving into ramblings and you had barely done anything. He must have been really desperate and so rather than teasing him anymore, you quickly got to work. You moved your head up and down, hollowing out your cheeks and using your tongue to run across the veins of his cock.

Every few bobs, you lifted back to pay special attention to the tip. His moans only got louder the quicker you moved and his hands moved to grab something, for purchase but there was nothing. So, you grabbed his hand and dragged it into your hair. He groaned, tugging at your roots as you continued to move up and down. It was everything he had been needing and he quickly devolved into ‘oh, God’s and ‘please’s and ‘you’re so perfect’s and ‘you’re all i need’s and all the tension seemed to finally leave his body as you dragged him closer and closer to the edge.

Every kiss and lick to the tip of his dick and every groan you let out because of his grip on your hair brought him closer. And just as he was about to release, you pulled off. He let out a whine, a goddamn whine and you couldn’t help the smirk that spread on your lips. His eyes fell open as you continued to move your hand up and down his shaft, slowing the pace.

“Carina, don’t tease me,” He begged softly. You looked up at him through your lashes, “Let me be good for you, please, baby, please.” He was desperate to cum and you knew it. His whole body was wound up from being denied but you were going to make it worth it.

“I’m sorry, baby. I just wanted to ask if you wanted to cum down my throat? You’ve been such a good boy, I thought I’d give you the choice. Down my throat, on my chest or inside me, hm? I don’t wanna tease you, baby. I’m sorry for teasing you,” You cooed up at him as you continued your movements. His eyes fell closed at your words, head falling back as he tried to gain some strength.

“I want you on the bed, baby,” He said between groans and you smirked. In all honesty, you’d hope he would say that and you clambered to your feet, giving his tip one last kiss before you pulled his face down to yours. It was the first proper kiss you’d given him since he’d been home and it was fuelled by every passion racing through your bodies. His fingers dug into the skin of your hips, hungry and desperate for any part of you. But you knew you’d get carried away if you weren’t careful and so you pressed your hand against his chest.

“I thought you wanted me on the bed? Come on, let’s get to the bed, hm? Then I can ride you,” You teased playfully. Luke was looking at you with lust-blown eyes, his hair was wet and messy. His hands desperate to paw any part of you, he was so desperate.

You switched the shower off and when you turned back, his hands were on you, dragging you into him. He was desperate, needy, his lips connecting with yours. His fingers gripping your hips as he sloppily kissed you. You were breathless, not expecting how needy he was. His lips trailed from your lips to your neck, licking and biting at the skin. His arms wrapped around you, pressing you against him. His cock was pressed between you and you could feel how hard he was but it didn’t seem to bother him. He just wanted to kiss you, devour every part of your skin and you couldn’t help the soft whines and groans.

“Luke, baby,” Your demanding voice faltered when he nipped at the sensitive spot in your neck. A moan escaped your lips and he moved his hands to paw at your ass, tugging you closer if that was even possible, “Fuck.” You had never seen him so needy before and it was making it hard to think straight. His lips moved from your neck down to your tits and he kissed down the valley between them before he took your nipple between his lips, “Baby, I thought- Oh God,” You tried to argue back but then his lips slipped down to your stomach. He left sloppy, wet kisses across your damp skin before he reached your cunt. His fingers moved to spread your pussy before he attacked your clit. His tongue flicked across it and you keened. Your head thrown back against the wall as you gripped his wet hair, fingers digging into his scalp.

“Oh my- Luke,” You whined as you pressed your head against the tiles, hips canting up into him. As much as you wanted to give him a release, you had never seen him so needy for you. The way his lips sucked on your clit and his tongue flicked over it while his fingers spread you apart as he ate you out like a man starved was something you had never experienced. He had never been this needy for just a taste of you and you didn’t have the strength to deny it.

“Taste so good,” He mumbled against your clit. He licked a strip from your slit to your clit before he took your clit into his mouth again. You were whining, keening, throwing your head back as your legs shook. He noticed how unstable you were and was quick to grab your legs, pulling them over his shoulders as he continued to suck and lick your clit. His thumb rubbing over your clit whenever his lips slipped down to your slit, collecting the slick that was leaking out of you. His thumb moved in rough circles as he looked up at you,

“Am I making you feel good, baby?” He asked, eyes blown wide, desperate for your praise. You nodded your head.

“You’re doing such a good job, baby. Do you want to make me cum?” You asked. He flicked his thumb over your clit, changing direction and you moaned his name, back arching away from the tiles, “You’re gonna make me cum. Be a good boy and do that for me, yeah?” You managed between pants. Luke quickly dove back in, his head between your legs, eating you out like a man starved. His lips on your clit as you keened. Your fingers tugging at his hair as his free hand moved to slip his thumb into your opening. Your walls contracted around him and he groaned.

His thumb crooked inside of you, hitting that spongy spot and between that movement and his lips on your clit, you came. Your head was thrown back as you whined and groaned and keened. You felt boneless as he led you through the orgasm. His lips eventually moving to kiss your inner thigh before he let you down. Your legs were shaky and he slowly stood up, supporting your hip.

“Did that feel good?” He asked, arm wrapped around your waist as he leant down to rest his forehead against yours. You were still panting, desperately trying to grapple any control you had back. Part of you wanted to give into him, you wanted to let him do whatever he wanted to you. Even when he was needy, he was a giver but you needed to grapple control back.

“It did, baby, but this was about you,” You let out after a moment. When you opened your eyes, he was frowning, “Don’t pout, it’s okay,” You insisted as you lifted your hand to his cheek, “You did good but I need to take care of you now, hm? Your cock is weeping for me and I want you to cum inside me, okay?” Your tone was soft but he knew there was no arguing with that. So, he nodded, not bothering to argue.

The two of you finally slipped out of the shower and neither of you really cared that you were dripping water across the bedroom. Luke was worked up and desperate for you so he didn’t care that your wet skin soaked his sheets.

He was more interested in the way you straddled his hips once you’d gotten on the bed. The way your head dipped down to press kisses along his pecs. His fingers dug into your hips, urging you to hurry up. He was so needy, practically begging you to fuck him and after the way he had eaten you out, it was hard to deny it. You had never seen him so needy and desperate for any taste of you. You wanted to savour the moment.

“Carina, please,” He begged softly, tugging at your hair to pull your head up from his chest. He was begging so sweetly and it was hard to resist, “I want to feel you, need to. Do you know how hard it is to be away from you? Please.” You smirked against his chest and you leant forward, kissing him sweetly before you grabbed his dick and lined him up with your entrance.

Considering the lack of prep, he slipped inside relatively easily. Your cum and the arousal from having him between your legs made it much easier and you were quick to bottom out. The whine that escaped you was music to Luke’s ears. Your head threw back as you moved your hands to rest against his chest, using him to support each movement up and down his dick. He couldn’t help the moans and groans that escaped his lips as you picked up speed. The orgasm that he had been denied quickly began to build up again. Every movement brought him closer.

“You’re such a good boy, so patient with me,” You continued to praise as you moved up and down him, leaning closer to his face, “You gonna cum inside me?” You asked as you continued to thrust your hips into him. Luke let out a groan as his head threw back, your hips moving faster against him. He was dangerously close and you knew it, “Come on, Luke. Cum inside me, I wanna feel you. I’ve missed you so much, not been able to cum properly without you. I need you to fill me up, baby, please,” You begged into his ear. You knew that he couldn’t resist it and as his hips twitched upwards into you as his release spilled into you.

You rode him for a minute longer before you were sure that you had bled him dry. Then you settled against his chest, dick softening inside of you as you pressed a kiss to his pec.

“I missed you,” You muttered softly. He moved his hand to thread through your hair, stroking your temple with his thumb.

“I missed you more,” He responded. You grinned, pressing another kiss to his pec before you let yourself settle against him properly. After seeing him so desperate and needy, you didn’t want to separate from him even for a moment. It wasn’t often that he was needy and submissive. Usually, when he got needy, he would be the one coaxing you into it, fucking you until you couldn’t see straight and kissing every inch of your skin. But sometimes you were lucky and you got to take control and hear every needy whimper from his lips as you teased and pleasured him.

“Y’know if you eat me out like that every time I take charge, I might have to do it more often,” You muttered against him, shifting your hips up to move up and down his dick just a little. He groaned at the feeling, “I’ll have to get Emily to send you away for longer. Love when you’re needy for me,” You added. Luke chuckled softly, his eyes falling closed.

“I always need you,” He responded and you hummed in response, “Love everything you do to me,” He mumbled. You grinned and pressed a kiss to his chest before you shuffled up. His dick slipped out of you and you groaned at the loss but then you pressed a slow, soft kiss to his lips.

“Definitely gonna take charge more often,” You muttered. He grinned.

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WHEN CRIMINAL MINDS CHARACTERS ARE RUINING YOUR BRAIN CHEMISTRY

blue shirt

pairing; luke alvez x fem!reader

summary; luke wears one of his new shirts and you love it.

warnings; none? it's literally just me being a whore for luke

notes; this is literally just like a 600 word brain dump of me being an absolute SIMP FOR THIS MAN, it's like midnight, i'm watching 14x02 for the first time and LUKE IS WEARING THIS GODDAMN CHEQUERED BLUE SHIRT AND IM GOING FERAL. HE LOOKS SO PRETTY. so, here's a screenshot from the episode so you know what blue shirt i'm talking about and then there's a little one-shot/drabble of me losing my mind, please enjoy <3

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You were halfway through your pancakes when Luke walked in and your jaw fell slack. Your mind literally short-circuited as you stared at him. He was adjusting the sleeves of his shirt, pulling them up past his elbows. He hadn’t even noticed you gawking. He looked so pretty.

He was wearing a light-blue chequered shirt, sleeves rolled up past his elbows and the top three buttons of the shirt were undone. He looked so casual and yet gorgeous, and the colour complimented his skin in a way you had never seen. He looked breathtaking. The fit was a little loose but it framed his arms perfectly. The fabric showed off his muscles and the fact that the sleeves were rolled up meant you had the perfect view of his forearms and how his muscles flexed as he adjusted the fit. You had never seen him look so hot.

“What?” Luke’s voice snapped you back to reality. You were practically drooling, all thoughts of finishing the pancakes gone from your mind as you stared at him. He looked at you and then down at himself.

“Is that a new shirt?” You finally managed to choke out. His eyebrows furrowed and he nodded his head.

“Yeah?” He paused for a moment, your jaw still on the floor as your eyes roved over his chest. The fact the top was unbuttoned meant you could see just a bit of his chest and the marks that you had left there the previous night. Fuck, this man would be the death of you, “Oh, oh(!) okay,” His tone changed to one of playful understanding. You snapped your gaze back up to his face. A grin spread across his lips while you were floundering on what to say to him.

He walked over to where you were sitting at the breakfast bar and turned your stool around so he could slide himself between your thighs. His hand moved to your chin and pushed it up so your mouth was closed.

“You really like me in this, don’t you?” He teased as you looked up at him. You couldn’t help the way your eyes flicked across his body again. That shirt, honest to God, was doing something for you and you didn’t have a clue why. Your hand moved from your lap and up to his chest.

“Yeah,” You admitted. He chuckled and you dug your nails into his chest through the fabric, “Please wear this more often.” He couldn’t help how he was grinning. It was practically a smirk. He loved how easy it was to get you riled up sometimes and this hadn’t even been intentional but he found it endearing. He leant down, your faces inches apart.

“I will. Just for you,” He whispered against your lips before he pressed them together. It was such a soft kiss. He could taste the maple syrup on your lips as you tilted your head, deepening the kiss. Your arms wrapped around his neck, tugging him down. He chuckled against your lips while his hands moved to rest against your hips, “Later,” He whispered as he pulled back. You groaned, pouting playfully.

“Is that a promise?” You asked. He hummed back in response noncommittally. You didn’t bother to argue against it. Instead, you returned to your pancakes while he made the two of you coffees to-go.

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