Carmen

t-shirt with the words “high-functioning corpse” printed on it

Older men are more addicting than actual crack cocaine.

My Joel Miller fantasies range from getting railed and thoroughly disrespected on patrol to meal prepping together on Sunday night. I want all of him.

I think sometimes a woman wants to fantasize about a big strong man who will protect her and sometimes she wants a sad, scared wet puppy of a man that she can protect and sometimes both of these men are the same person

reblog if you love archive of our own and how they firmly refuse to let censorship have any place on their platform

mentally taking a drag of my mental cigarette because I don’t smoke but life has been very smokable lately

Joel Miller's back has to hurt from carrying the entire weight of the found family trope, my emotional investment, and like, 18 guns

My love language is Joel Miller fixing things without asking and then grumbling about it

In a world full of chaos, all I need is Joel Miller's gruff, tired, deeply loyal self. And maybe for him to smile once. Just once. Is that so much to ask?!

I wasn’t built to be employed. I need to stay up until 4 am like a normal person