Texts from Sonny 🌻
Without a doubt
Author: shanonrutherford6973
Just a small town girl who loves L&O: SVU and fic writing
This picture makes me feel things. He can definitely fill out a pair of pants. Lord help me. Discuss…
From Facebook page 2001
Of course he cut off the sleeves to show off his guns.
If ya got it, flaunt it.
liv literally said that carisi was guilty but would get over it… and then went on to complain about how awful she felt
She is the definition of narcissism.
law and order: svu | nick amaro [8/?] — 13×22 “Strange Beauty”
Why is this so damn hot? The cocked hip, a little tum. Goodness.
Reblog if you think fanfiction is a legitimate form of creative writing.
sonny carisi + clark kent glasses
this needs to…be discussed…in detail
oh my gosh he totally wears them to a bar and pretends to be a stranger. he eyes you from the other side of the bar and waits for a moment before he realizes that you aren’t going to approach him. he pulls up a seat next to you and leans down close to your ear because the music is just that loud (and because he’s a tease) and gives you such a cheesy line; “what’s a pretty girl like you doin’ in a place like this?” and his voice is so low and so deep whsjfkdlsl
& he pretends to be in a completely different profession and offers to buy you a drink. of course you both go along with it, but you periodically have to hide your smile in your drink because he’s so earnest. also to consider…sonny readjusting his glasses with those long fingers…okay…cool
he definitely notices you watching his hands and smirks. he’ll ask you if you’ve got a boyfriend and offers to be your boyfriend, to make you feel like you’ve never felt before, to fuck you so hard that you can’t walk the next morning because he knows exactly what to say to get you going. the whole time his hand is slowly creeping up your shoulder and into your hair, but then he pulls away to push his glasses up. he sits back in his seat and sips his stupid drink and tries to hide his little smirk
You run your hand up his thigh, slowly, inching higher each time, before you “accidentally” rub up against his cock. He gasps and his eyes darken. You bite your lip. You take a sip of wine like whatever. He leans in and whispers kinky, dirty things he wants to do to you in your ear and now your so damn wet and oh God
Sonny gets help
Today had been a long day. Six months pregnant with baby number five and working 12 hour shifts as a Physicians Assistant in the ER took a lot out of you. As you were walking up the steps of your brownstone all you wanted was a hot shower, and the chicken parm you were told was waiting for you. But most of all seeing your boys and Sonny.
You heard the music before you unlocked the door. “Is that Miley Cyrus?” you said to yourself. You dropped your bag on the floor in the foyer. You heard your husband’s tone deaf, Staten Island voice singing along to Party In The USA. You continued to the family room where you found him dancing and singing with your four boys, Ryan 6, Thomas 4 and the twins Nicholas and Ethan who had just turned 2 the previous week. You covered your mouth to stop the giggle from escaping. Your heart was overwhelmed with how much you loved them. As you absentmindedly rubbed your ever growing belly, you thought back over the last year and a half.Â
It had been rough for Sonny, to say the least. First having a gun to his head, which still gave you chills thinking about how close you were to losing him. You’ll never forget him coming home that night. You insisted he get help but he kept telling you was ok. Then came the incident of the suspect slipping from Sonny’s grasp. Last was the car accident where a victim died. Sonny felt responsible. Liv or anyone from the station didn’t seem to think it was an issue. “He’s strong.” ”Don’t worry about him.”  “He’ll get over it.” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.Â
 He had been depressed and was suffering from PTSD but didn’t recognize the symptoms. You did. The mood swings, loss of interest in hobbies, distance, nightmares, and anxiety. After a couple heated arguments and tears from both of you he finally went to a therapist. One day he slipped his arms around from behind, put his hands on your pregnant belly and whispered “Hey little meatball, you got yourself one smart Ma here.” He then kissed the top of your head and nuzzled his face into your neck. “Thanks Doll. Ya always seem to know what I need, even when I don’t.”
You brought yourself back to the present. He had made so much progress in the last 6 months since the accident and starting therapy. You were so proud of him. It’s not easy asking for help, especially when it was you that people came to for help.Â
As the chorus started again, you joined in. That got their attention. “Mama!!” You had four sets of little arms around your waist and legs. Sonny padded over to you with a ridiculous grin on his face that showed off his dimples. You would never get tired of that smile. “Hi Mama” he said and leaned down to softly kiss your lips. “Hi Daddy”, you replied. He placed his hands on your belly, “How’s my lil buttercup? Man, feels like she’s dancin’ in there!” “Oh, believe me I feel it”, you laughed and placed your hand over his.Â
The boys started pulling at your other hand and saying, “C’mon Mama, dance with us!” Sonny took your hand and pulled you to him, “May I have this dance?” You giggled and said “You will have every dance for the rest of my life.” He lifted you up and gave you a passionate kiss. You started laughing against his mouth as you heard “ewwwww” from the boys. Sonny chuckled, sat you down and the dance party continued.
   “ Uncle Sonny “
she is 5’5 and i am 5’2 HE IS A GIANT K
SHES 5’5???? WHAT??? I swear she looks like 5’0 BUT IM 5’3 SO DAMN WOW ME AND SONNY HAVE SUCH A HEIGHT DIFFERENCE RIP ME
OK BUT LISTEN TO HOW MF CUTE THE HEIGHT DIFFERENCE WOULD BEEEE
-LIKE TRYING TO KISS THAT MAN
-it’d be all cute like you’d have to stand on your toes and try to jump up
-and he would just LAUGH AND LEAN DOWN TO KISS YOU
-OR HE WOULD TRY TO BE ALL “IF YOU WANT IT YOU HAVE TO REACH IT!”
-and after a few minutes of him enjoying you struggle he would crouch down so you can give him a quick kiss
-and sometimes when you can’t reach things in the kitchen, he just kinda watches you struggle just so he can look at ur ass bc he is such an ass man, but then he always comes up behind you and gets whatever it was that you needed then kisses the top of your head.
-CUDDLING. HE IS LITERALLY A GIANT HOLDING YOU SO CLOSE AND YOU FEEL SO PROTECTED.
-Hey, you don’t really have to reach down to grab his dick.
-HE WOULD USE IT AGAINST YOU SO MUCH, like holding things above his head, putting his arm on top of your head, making short jokes.
-but he would also love it, he would love that you are small enough that he can just lift up and carry around, or that you have to ask him to bend down so you can kiss him, he likes that when you sit in his lap, he can see over your shoulder, he is just so protective and in love with you.
KILL ME RIGHT NOW UGH I LOVE HOW FUCKING TALL HE IS YES TO ALL OF THIS
alsoooo sex on the counter A LOT
I am BARELY 5′3″ on my tiptoes is this a fucking joke
THIS IS ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT HE IS A GIANT
-he loves when you wear his button down shirts, or any of his clothes. You just look so cute.
-you can use the bathroom mirror at the same time because he can totally see over your head with ease.Â
– When he gets excited he can sweep you up in his arms for a hug with ease and swing you around.
-he loves hugs from you. Your arms around his waist and head close to his heart.Â
-when he stands behind you, wraps his arms around you and rests his chin on your head
-tucks you under his arm when you walking around the city, making you feel safe
-sweet top of the head kisses
I could go on…these are just things that occur with me and my husband.
are u ever so attracted to someone that u just groan internally every time u see them like it’s physically painful how attractive they are
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