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Boxer!AU

somewhatcarisi:

Nick Amaro (Reader A)

  • Nick started boxing as a way to cope with an abusive father. The club’s owner, Cragen, commonly takes in runaways and trouble makers, and turns their lives around. Cragen was actually the one to get him into the Academy.
  • Cragen retired and was almost forced to give up the club, but Nick offered to take his place and run the club in his time off from his beat cop position.
  • He trains his son Gil, who just so happens to be good friends with your little brother, Marcus, and takes him along to show him how to box.
  • You live alone with your little brother and you’re glad that he has somewhere to go when you work late at the hospital
  • When Nick shows up with a busted up face and two scared boys in his grip, you’re forever in his debt
  • He admits the club’s become a danger zone after he takes to hosting and participating in some informal matches at night.

Sonny Carisi (Reader B)

  • Sonny was working as a defense lawyer and started working with Nick at the club after he got him off of a charges of breaking and entering and property damages
  • He trains students in the day, having taken boxing lessons in high school and college, but he also helps them with their homework, community services, and even steers them to the right colleges for their career choice.
  • By night he’s Nick’s sparring partner. Sonny’s in Nick’s corner almost every night. It’s rare to find Sonny in the ring without equipment, but Nick encourages to take a leap into the dark side and join bare knuckle fighting, which doesn’t go down too well.
  • You’d never approve of Sonny participating in these matches so he had initially kept the illegal matches a secret, that is until you find out the hard way.
  • You are Nick’s best friend since childhood and immediately fell in love with Sonny the moment you were introduced at the club. You offered to be Sonny’s sparring partner and after each session he’d pay you back with a meal.

Another a!u to become obsessed with…

how about thunderstorm with mike?

sweetcannolicarisi:

I was woken up around 5 AM by a thunderstorm. Not recommended.

You didn’t mind rain. You always thought it was beautiful and calming. It was the thunderstorm that you hated. The sky lighting up and hearing the roar of the thunder was not ideal to wake up to at 3 in the morning. You shot out of bed and listened to the rain pound down against the window.

“Sweetheart?” You heard Mike mumble. You slowly turned to him and frowned.

“I’m sorry if I woke you, Mikey. It’s just… the storm.” You said as you watched the room light up from the lightning.

“No, you’re fine. The storm wake you?” You nodded as you glanced at your husband.

“You know how much I hate storms.” You sighed as you curled up against him and closed your eyes.

“You know, you’re not scared of the lightning. It’s the thunder. Especially when it’s very loud.” Mike said. He was right. As if on cue, thunder echoed through the room and caused the bed to shake some. You pulled the blanket over your head to hide. Mike chuckled softly as he wrapped his arms tightly around your body.

That’s my sweet boy.

comforting kisses with peter? i think he needs them rn

//100% he needs all the comfort and kisses//

Morty jumped from the couch where he was laying beside you. His nails clicked on the hardwood floors as he made his way to meet Peter at the front door. He always knew when he was home before he even got out of the car.

You heard the door open and Peter greet Morty. He slung his coat over the chair as he entered the living room. “Darling, how was your day?“ he bent over and kissed our head. 

 “Not bad. Join me.” You patted the couch beside you. Peter loosened his tie and toed off his shoes. Laying down on the couch he pulled his legs up and put his head on your lap surprising you.

He took a deep breath and let it out. You slowly ran your fingers through his hair. “How about your day?”

“Felt like I was drowning all day. Lost my case. I feel like a failure.“ He tightened his grip on you. “I miss Pam, my dad has been weighing on my mind lately”, he confessed.

Dipping your head you placed a kiss to his temple. “You are not a failure, Peter. Your dad was and would be so proud of you. Not only because you are a successful, talented attorney who does all he can for victims. You are a caring, dedicated, and loving husband, father and brother.”

Peter shifted to his back, looking up at you. “How do you do it? Make me feel better just by being present.” He gazed up at you and you gave him a quick kiss on the nose. “One good thing this year, we had Audra who of course is  the world’s cutest little girl. A complete set since we already had the cutest little boy.”

You chuckled, “can’t argue that one.” After a few minutes you asked, “are you hungry? Want to get a shower?”

“Together?” His eyes lit up a little.

“If that’s what you want babe”, you responded with a laugh.

Climbing in the shower behind Peter, you pressed soft kisses to his back, your arms wrapped around him, hands splayed on his chest.

The hot water pelted down as you kissed up your husbands taut back, moving the kisses to his sculpted arms. You stood in front of him. His eyes were closed and he had a hint of a smile on his lips. 

Running your hands up his chest, you stood on tip toe to kiss his neck up to his jaw. Peter’s wrapped his arms loosely around you and he gently pulled you closer, rocking his hips into you. “I love you so much. Never forget that”, he tilted your chin and gave you the most tender kiss you can remember.

“I love you too, Peter.” Wrapping your arms around his neck and you smiled at him. 

The rest of the night was spent making love, sweet, gentle and slow.