Mike snuck into Peters bedroom to say his goodbyes and Peter knew why, on the actual day he would be standing with perfect posture in his uniform, not a shred of doubt or sorrow on his face, looking like a perfect soldier, a perfect son. But today, Mike wanted to just be with Peter.
At first they just sat on Peters bed, talking about anything except the fact that Mike would be leaving soon, that he might not return. They huddled together, so close it would’ve been hard for an outsider to say where one ended and the other began, and enjoyed each other’s presence, not wanting the other to leave. But it was Peter who ended up actually putting those thoughts, those desires into words.
“I love you, please, Mike, don’t go”
Author: shanonrutherford6973
Just a small town girl who loves L&O: SVU and fic writing
anon asked: Can we get the next installment of mc!Nick and the Samuel/Felipe situation? Does he talk with his mom about Samuel? Is there anyone else he can talk to about it beside Razor? Since this is a dangerous situation I know there are not many he can trust.
comes between these two: Cartel | Escort . he can’t really talk to anyone other than razor because he doesn’t know who else was involved. the journal he uncovered listed some more members, but it used code names. the only person he knows for sure he can trust at this point is razor. down the road he also trusts sonny and maria as the plot thickens. 🙂
[friendly reminder that I’m not taking storyline prompts right now for this verse, so save your prompts for when my inbox is completely open again!]
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Nick smiled at Emilio as he pushed back from the table and reached for the empty plates. He pushed his own chair back from the table a little and slouches in his seat, ruffling his brother’s hair as he passes by and heads into the kitchen with a stack of dishes. His mom gave his brother a fond look and smiles at Nick as she rests her chin in her hand.
“Both of my boys—so grown up. You take such good care of your madre vieja,” she said warmly and Nick shakes his head at her a little.
“You’re not old, mami. Don’t be so dramatic,” he chided and she laughs and flaps her hand at him.
“Not as young as I once was. I’m tired, mijo,” she answered. Nick’s smile fades a little as he reaches for one of her hands. He drops a kiss to the back of it before letting it rest on the dining room table once more.
“I can take Emilio more now that it’s summer,” he offered, but she shakes her head.
Getting to know you
Rule: Tag 15 people you want to get to know better!
Tagged by: @itsholland-tomholland
- Relationship Status: married
- Lipstick or Chapstick: chapstick
- Three favourite foods: pastries, bacon, salt & vinegar kettle chips
- Song stuck in your head: Fire away by Chris Stapleton
- Last Movie I Watched: Deadpool 2
- Top 3 Shows: L&W-SVU, Criminal Minds, Roseanne(the original series), Are you being served?(old British comedy)
- Book I Am Currently Reading: Nothing right now-could use some suggestions
- Last Thing I Googled: Burt Reynolds
- Time: 9:24 pm
- Dream Trip: London
- Favourite Smell: My mom’s perfume
- Anything you want: my kids to grow up healthy & happy I’m tagging @carisi-dreams @honeycarisi @infiniteoddball @minidodds @musicalmedic @dailypeterscanavino @giraffe-puppy @dorkydovexreaders @squidrn @thewintersoldierdisaster @thatonecurlygirl @encounterthepast
Have you decided if Stone Baby #3 is a boy or girl, yet? Are twins an option?
This will be coming up in a work that is in progress! Hopefully out tomorrow evening or Saturday! Just a few details to work out for it’s set in “Stone”! 🤗❤✏
You have made the impossible happen for me. I now like Peter Stone. As a diehard Barba fan I refused to give him a chance. Now after reading everything you have written, I quite enjoy “Mr. Stone”.
That is awesome! I’m hoping more get on the Mr. Stone bandwagon!!
i want to write but without the actual writing bit i just want the story in my head to be birthed fully into the universe of its own volition
SVU STAR SIGNS SERIES | Sonny Carisi 1/?
G E M I N I: sociable, versatile and quick witted. a communicator that loves to share knowledge. quick mind & adaptable.Calla Lilies: associated with purity, holiness & faithfulness.
if you like this please reblog & like, do not repost!
if you want to drop me a couple of dollars I have a ko-fi!
“Not a bad way to start the day”, Peter says then smirks at you as you straddle his hips.
Can we get what happens next with Nick x Reader after Over The Line?
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“Mom?” Owen’s voice woke you from your restless sleep. “Why are you sleeping on the couch?” Although the knee to the kidney is what really woke you.
Opening your eyes, you caught Owen’s concerned gaze. “I didn’t want to wake your dad up when I got home last night.” You stood, stretching and rubbing your face. Elise was still asleep on the couch.
“I heard you guys arguing last night. Dad hasn’t came back home, has he?” Owen’s question surprised you. “I’m not a kid anymore.”
Reaching up, you brushed the hair off his forehead. “I forget you’re growing up.” You sighed, “no. He didn’t. He didn’t take his phone either so… I’m going to make some coffee. C’mom we’ll get breakfast going.”
Nick was coming through the back door, as you and Owen came into the room. He threw his keys on the counter. “Morning”, he looked you over then turned to Owen. “Still want to go to the batting cages?”
Owen looked to you for an answer. You gave him a little nod as you finished making the coffee. “Sure dad.”
“What was that?” Nick commanded.
“What was what Nick?” Returning his question with another.
“You know. The non-verbal between the two of you. Listen if you don’t want to go just say so.” Nick was getting agitated.
The tension in the room was getting uncomfortable. “I’ll get my glove”, Owen turned on his heel toward his bedroom.
“What’s his problem?” Nick asked as he rummaged through the fridge.
“He’s tired.” Finally the coffee was done, so you poured yourself a mug. “Where did you go?”
Nick froze when you asked the question. “I went out and had a couple drinks. Slept in the truck.”
“Hmmm…” taking in his appearance, you about half believed him. “Did a glitter bomb go off there?”
He narrowed his eyes slightly, “what are saying, Y/N?”
“I think you know. You have glitter on you, you reek of stale cigarettes and alcohol and smell like cheap ass perfume. Doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure it out.” Taking a sip of coffee, you leaned against the counter.
Nick hung his head, “listen, Y/N-”
“I can’t believe you went to a strip club, Nick.” The knot in your stomach was tightening. “You walked out last night, no phone. You stayed out all night drinking, doing God knows what, with God knows who. Did you get a lap dance? Maybe a little more?”
“You are being such a bit-” Nick stopped before he finished the sentence. He took a deep breath. “I met up with a couple of the guys from homicide. I got a lap dance. That’s it. It was Malcolm birthday…”
“Whatever Nick”, you scoffed. “I don’t know what’s going on with you, But this”, you gestured up and down his body, “isn’t you. I need a shower.” As you passed him you said, “wipe the lipstick off your neck before the kids see it.”
SVU addict 