Hey babes! I’m going to be gone today through the weekend camping. I’ll be workin’ on some fills and more of the Mike ‘Fine, go’ fic, and a couple other things I have up my sleeve here and there. Have a great weekend all!
Author: shanonrutherford6973
Just a small town girl who loves L&O: SVU and fic writing
Reblogging cause I can.
can we get the next part in the hitman!au after the reader is in the bathroom and asks for nick?
You don’t hear anyone return until the knob jiggles and clatters, allowing the door to open. Nick is kneeling on the floor, face unreadable, Sonny standing behind him with his arms crossed and his eyes averted.
“C’m’ere, sweetheart.”
Nick holds out his arms for you and waits for you to come to him. You’re torn between accepting comfort and holding onto your fear and frustration and the fact that he just picked the lock to get to you. But the need for comfort wins out and you accept his offer. The second you wrap your arms around his neck, he holds you gingerly against him. He’s more careful in his touch nowadays, because overexertion makes him wince. Years of injuries have begun to catch up to him, or maybe it’s just how badly he was beaten.
“Tell me how to fix it.”
“I need everything to be normal.”
“Doll, we can’t-”
Nick interrupts him with an annoyed sound. “Then we’ll make it normal. Just tell me where to start.”
Uhhhh did u say the guards get taken down and something bad happens in the king!sonny au????Uhhh is she goo to be ok???? Is sonny going to be ok? What about the kingdom?
It’s been days since the attacks, and everything just keeps mounting up. There are threats of nuclear arms and the protests have turned to riots. Since your picture got released, you can’t leave the palace. It doesn’t help that people have realized you used to be a servant when you were younger. #savequeencarisi is trending worldwide, and many media outlets and countries are calling for a nullification of what they believe is a forced marriage. You’ve tried to make a statement, but no one trusts you to tell the truth about your own safety. It’s frustrating to be treated like a child.
Nick sees you looking wistfully out one of the windows, wishing you could go outside again, and rests a comforting hand on your shoulder. “I know it’s hard right now, but Sonny’s doing everything he can to keep you safe, and Mike and I are here to protect you.”
You offer a weak smile and turn back to the window. There aren’t words for a situation like this. His presence remains over your shoulder for a few more moments until you hear the door bust open. You turn around but all you can see is Nick’s back.
“Who’s there?”
Instead of an answer, a gunshot splits the room with its loud sound. Nick crumples in front of you, crying out and grabbing his shoulder.
“Get down, now!” You drop to the floor with him. There’s blood seeping between his fingers as he fumbles with his radio to call for help. “Amaro to command, Amaro to command. Shots fired. I’m down. The queen- send Dodds- danger-”
His words are jumbled and fading. Before the radio can crackle a response, Nick’s eyes shut and he doesn’t move. “Nick? Nick, wake up, wake up, please, Nick!”
While you’re focused on him, someone grabs your arms and rips you away from Nick’s body. Cold metal jabs under your chin as you’re taken away.
Oh my God, oh my God!
Fine, go-Mike before part 3
‘I’m not sure why you aren’t responding. You know I worry, Mike. Please just let me know you are okay. I love you.’ Three missed calls before she left a message and two texts. Your phone vibrated again, this time your dad asking you to call him. Letting out a deep sigh, you shut your phone off and ordered another drink. The bar was empty other than an older man a couple stools down from you.
“What the hell is wrong with me?”, you asked yourself out loud. Taking another drink, you savored the burn as the amber liquid slid down your throat. Y/N had been your rock for so long, but lately there was a distance. And it was you causing it, pushing her away.
“Problems with the missus?” The old mans baritone voice brought you out of your thoughts. “I can relate.” He laughed humorously. “George, nice to met you.” He reached out a hand.
You shook his hand, “Michael. Nice to meet you too, sir.” Giving him a smile you returned to your drink.
“Is she a good woman, your wife?” His question surprised you.
Your mind went to Y/N and you smiled. “She’s a saint, actually. She’s a great mom to our kids. Puts up with a lot from me. Been there through my darkest days.” Your brow furrowed. “Always puts everyone else first.” Your last sentence almost a whisper.
George nodded, “ Welp whatever you did, fix it, say sorry and mean it. Show her that your word is still good. That’s the mistake I made with my Sarah.” His voice became wistful.
The two of you were quiet, introspective for a few minutes. Throwing back the last of the bourbon, you stood to leave. “George. It was a pleasure to meet you sir.”
“Good luck.” He tipped his hat. “Oh and Michael, “everyone good woman deserves a good man. Be that man for her. Don’t let pride get in the way.” He turned and ordered another drink.
On the cab ride home, you contemplated calling Y/N. But what you had to say needed to be done in person. You just hoped it wasn’t too late.
omg your last mikey fic with the pregnant reader was TOO CUTE and i loooved it!! can you write some more fluffy mike? like maybe he and the reader are moving apartments or something? 😊
“This apartment has three bedrooms, the master has an en suite bathroom, balcony, all stainless steel appliances in the kitchen-”, the realtor went on and on as she took you on a tour of the apartment.
Mike looked at you, “So what do you think? I saw this apartment and thought it would be perfect.” His face a mixture of excitement and nervousness.
Slowly turning, you took in the living space. “It’s beautiful, but isn’t it a little much? It is just the two of us.” When you looked back at Mike, he had his head down scratching his neck.
“Well there is plenty of room for when we want to, uh”…, he chuckled nervously, “for when we have kids. I mean after we get married, eventually.” He let out an exasperated breath.
Kids? Marriage? While you had talked about those things, it was always in the abstract. The thought of having a baby with Mike made you smile. “Our future. Mike I, wow.” Your eyes pricked with tears. “Absolutely. Where do we sign?”
“Yeah?!” He picked you up and swung you around. “You have made me so happy love. This is going to be great.”
He sat you down and laid a kiss on you that made you go all soft. The realtor cleared her throat getting your attention. She was grinning at the two of you, “So, I’m guessing you like it?”
“Yeah, we like it. We’ll take it”, he answered never taking his eyes off you. “I can’t wait to make this place our own.”
Tapping a finger to his nose, “And I can’t wait to christen every single room with you, champ.”
“In the criminal justice system, sexually-based offenses are considered especially heinous. In New York City, the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies are members of an elite squad known as the Special Victims Unit. These are their stories.”
Sonny is taking the kids trick-o-treating and at first he wasn’t gonna dress up but then he gets convinced to dress up and he dresses up as the amazing noodle.
Amelia: 6
Dante: 1 and ¾
Lorenzo: almost 3 months“Come on, daddy! Even Ren is dressing up!” Amelia began to protest. Sonny shook his head as he began to put the girl in her little princess dress.
“C’mon, Mia. Lorenzo is just a baby. Adults aren’t supposed to dress up.” Sonny said as he gently brushed his daughters hair and bobby pinning the crown onto her head.
“But mommy is dressing up!” Amelia pointed towards Sophia who was dressed as Cheer Bear while baby Ren had a blue shirt on and dressed like Grumpy Bear.
“Because it’s okay for mommy to dress up with you guys. If I get called into work, I don’t want to go dressed up.” Sonny tried to explain. Amelia pouted as Sonny was adjusting the costume Sophia picked out for Dante.
“I’m not going out if you aren’t dressed, daddy!” Amelia sat on the couch and pouted. Defeated, Sonny sighed as he walked into the bedroom. Sophia followed with Ren and placed him gently on the bed.
“The closet has old costumes, Sonny. I’m sure you can find something.” Sophia said as she grabbed one of the boxes from the closer. Sonny began to look through the box until he found a cape.
“Grab me a marker, doll.” Sonny said. Sophia nodded as she searched a drawer for a marker. Once she found one, she tossed it at Sonny. He quickly wrote down two letters before tying the cape around his neck and walking back to Amelia and Dante.
“Are you dressed now daddy?” Amelia asked as she looked at her father. He nodded and showed her the cape.
“Yup! Can we go now? Aunt Bella and uncle Tommy are waiting for us and nonno and nonna’s house.” Sonny said as he picked up Dante. He made sure the two older kids had their buckets before heading to the door.
“Daddy? What does ‘AN’ stand for?” Amelia asked as they walked to the car. Sonny looked back at his daughter and smiled.
“I’m the Amazing Noodle.” Sophia stifled a laugh as she put Lorenzo into his carrier before helping Dante into his seat.
“Ooh, so you’re a superhero?” Amelia asked her father. Sonny nodded and kissed her cheek.
“The best superhero in the city. Now, we should get going. We don’t want to be late.” Sonny said as he finished buckling his daughter up. Amelia giggled as her door was shut.
“The Amazing Noodle? What kind of discount superhero are you?” Sophia teased her husband.
“I’ll have you know my superpower is making the world’s best spaghetti. My children would agree with that.” Sonny said. Sophia nodded and kissed his cheek before walking to the passengers side and getting in.
Adorable
SVU addict 