Here’s to the fanfic writers who can only write sporadically.
Here’s the writers who can’t output enough to keep up with the most popular writers.
Here’s to the writers writing even though they get no feedback.
Here’s to the writers who somehow manage to scrape together a little inspiration and a lot of hard work to write that story they know nearly no one will read.
Here’s to the creators who keep going even when it’ feels like screaming into an empty void.
You’re inspiration, and I don’t know how you do it.
Will this be a feature film? Is this the trailer? Is this the whole video? I need more information. Holy crap. They are beautiful. This is filmed beautifully. Click because it won’t let me embed into tumblr.
um this made me cry how beautiful. i have so many thoughts. angsty!nick, sexy!nick, playful!nick……….. ugh
OMG!!!!!! 💜🧡💛💚💙💜🧡💛💚💙😭😭😭😭😭
Uh, I have reblogged once, but hell, Danny Pino is hot in this video. More people must see! Waiting for the fic inspired by this video!
you know what, after watching this video I’m suddenly in the mood, too. NSFW obvs
You were straddling Nick and making out with him furiously, more open mouthed messy kisses against each other’s lips than anything with real finesse. You ground down into him and he lifted your thigh up to meet you, making you moan into his mouth. You felt more than saw him grin in response and he brought a hand down to your butt to press you more firmly against him.
you were working the night shift. it was unusual for you, you usually worked early mornings or the afternoon, but you were never in the prison after lights out
you didn’t have much to do but sit, listen to the quiet of the dorm you were in (considering you in a minimum security prison, so there weren’t really any cells. think orange is the new black)
for a while it’s nice to have time to yourself, but by 2 am you’re feeling tired and lazy, until you start to hear some whimpers and moans
your hearts beating quickly, you’re here on your own. you didn’t think about the dangers of what could happen if someone was fighting, or if someone were hurt. what if you were to be hurt? how would you defend yourself?
you took a deep breath and walked as quietly as you could toward the sound, slowly realizing that the sounds were coming from sonny’s bunk. as you walked nearer, you noticed he was alone, and these moans were rooted in pleasure, and not pain
you blushed at the sight of a sweaty sonny, hand wrapped around his dick and stroking himself slowly, raising up and then dropping back down quickly.
you could feel the tingle in your panties, you had to bite your lip to keep yourself from whimpering
your whole world came crashing down when you heard him moan your first name, his hand speeding up around him, the sound of his hand smacking down onto his navel, the slick, wet sounds ringing in your ears
it took everything in you not to approach him and straddle him right that moment, press a hand over his mouth and ride him into oblivion
you were pulled out of your fantasy as he let out a last, loud moan of your name, white ropes of cum spreading across his chest as his hips thrust up into your hand and convulsed wildly
it takes so much not to whine and to return to your cube before he sees you
Sonny KNOWS how stressful finals can be. His hands shook the entire time he took the Bar. So when he finds you sprawled across your textbooks, notebook paper stuck to your face, he smiles to himself and bends over to press a kiss to your temple
“Need help studying, doll?”
You groan in response, whimpering because it feels like your brain. is. broken.
“Come on, babe, you’ll never retain anything like this. Let me help” you hear the mischievousness in his voice, turning around to find Sonny straddling your hips, pulling the fabric of your shorts down.
“Go ahead love. Why don’t you read that first paragraph for me?” Sonny teases your entrance with his fingers rubbing your clit painfully slow. As you begin to read, Sonny hums in approval, dipping a finger inside. “That’s it. keep going.” He encourages, slipping in another finger, twisting them against your sweet spot.
Your words are coming out shaky, breathy, and you have to stop every time he licks at your clit, unable to concentrate on the words in front of you
“Keep reading.” He whispers against you, sucking the swollen bud of flesh and moaning. “Taste so good, love.”
You cry out, trying not to buck your hips against his face but he’s going so slow. Sonny growls, his hands flying to your hips as he pulls you closer, burying his tongue inside you.
“Cum for me. Want to taste it all.” Sonny states, and with his permission you’re fisting at the blankets, crying out his name.
Sonny picks up the notecards bedside you as you catch your breath.
“Answer them right and I’ll let you cum again.” He teases. Reading off the first question, you guess correctly, and Sonny pushes inside you, burying himself to the hilt.
It seems to go on forever like this- Sonny only thrusting inside you once you’ve answered a question right. If you guess wrong, he withdraws himself completely, waiting until the next time you answer correctly.
Eventually you can’t take the teasing anymore, pushing him over and climbing on top of him, sinking yourself onto his cock. Sonny looks surprised but pleased as he reaches to pinch your nipples, rolling them between his fingers.
You ride him hard and fast, needing to cum now. The moans that leave your mouth are desperate and needy and you bed over to kiss Sonny, open mouthed and messy. He groans in response, hands helping you bounce up and down. You cum around him screaming his name, and Sonny follows shortly thereafter, pausing between thrusts as he spills himself inside you .
“Jesus.” he pants. “Studying really gets you going, huh”
“No, you do.” you tease, playfully slapping his sweat slicked chest. “I needed that. Thank you.”
Sonny rolls to his side, smiling down at you. “Anything for you, doll.”
– Sonny loves seeing you wearing his light grey Fordham Law t-shirt around the apartment, you like to tease him by ‘forgetting’ to wear panties. You make sure to bend over in front of him, give him a flash of what he’s missing while he tries to study. Seeing you like that brings out something possessive in Sonny, he needs to take you right there and then.
– Sonny loves it when you mark his skin, he adores the sensation of your teeth nipping at his throat and the curve of his shoulder as he makes you moan and writhe against him. His fingertips digging into your hips as he fucks you hard and fast on the kitchen table.
– He loves to tell you just how beautiful you are, how tight you feel around his cock, how you’re the only one that’s ever made him feel like this.
– He loves it when you run your hands through his unruly blond hair, tugging at the roots lightly. There’s something about the ecstasy mixed with that little bit of pain that drives him absolutely crazy.
– He loves hearing you make noise for him, he loves the way his name rolls off of your lips as you get closer and closer. He adores the way you look into his eyes at the point of climax, it makes him fall in love with you all over again.
– In the morning Sonny loves looking in the mirror and seeing the evidence of your love making marring his skin. Everything from the hickey just under his collarbone to the scratch marks etched into his back reminds him of just how wild he makes you and how he loves every single second of it.
SVU addict 