carisi-dreams:

+mc! Sonny and his SO in danger? Addicted to this verse holy cow

++almost died ?????? care to elaborate with reader B ?????

+++Wait wait said .. let’s back up.. TIME YOU ALMOST DIED IN THE SONNY MC VERSE I️ GOTTA KNOW ALL ABOUT THIS

++++Almost died. What happened? Did any enemy of mc!Sonny hurt you? I know mc!Sonny was no doubt a mess and out for blood.

here we go!

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You sat in the one chair in the room and ignored the gun that Fred was waving around in your direction. He’d been monologuing for several minutes now and you had no interest in being a part of whatever story he was telling himself. He said that Sonny was on his way, voice full of glee that his plan was working. What he had planned other than grabbing you and killing Sonny you weren’t quite sure. He wasn’t MC, as far as you knew, and you had no idea what his motivation was. You didn’t care much, to be honest. The only thing preoccupying your thoughts was the hope that Sonny wouldn’t play directly into his plan and show up to this empty office building by himself. He tended to think less rationally when you were involved and you sighed internally and tried to think through all of the possible scenarios.

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carisi-dreams:

suuuuure

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Nick was exiting the Guardianes restaurant on his way to take care of Armando when hears his name called as he’d headed back to where his bike is parked. He turns to look and grimaces slightly before looking over at Razor. He and Razor exchange a look and Nick sighs before plastering a smile on his face.

“What can I do for you, officer? Going to arrest me for walking down the street now?” Nick asks in a pleasant tone and Lawrence smirks as he strolls over to where the boys have paused on the sidewalk.

“I would if I could, Amaro,” Lawrence says in the same pleasant tone and Nick’s jaw tightens as he fights to maintain his composure. “No, I just wanted to ask you how our girl was doing. Her and I had such a fun date the other day,” Lawrence drawls with a smug look on his face. Nick’s composure slips for a moment and he frowns.

“Your dreams must be getting really vivid if you think you took my girl out,” Nick replies and he shifts his weight and narrows his eyes slightly. Lawrence feigns surprise and Razor glances between the two men cautiously.

“Oh, she didn’t tell?” Lawrence asks and Nick’s composure slips for real this time, the frown from earlier resurfacing. “We had a great time getting coffee and catching up a couple of days ago. I’m so glad she’s back and we can…reconnect.” Nick takes a step forward and Razor shoots him a warning look that he ignores.

“Listen to me, you stay away from her. Don’t try to—” Nick threatens jabbing a finger in Lawrence’s face and Lawrence gives him a lazy once over and laughs.

“Watch yourself, Amaro. Threatening an officer of the law is something I can take you in for, even if just for the night,” Lawrence warns and Nick exhales heavily and clenches his jaw closed. “Who do you really think she’s going to choose, a motorcycle club thug or an upstanding member of society? I bet you can’t even take her out to eat without your lovely shadow here,” Lawrence sneers and gestures to Razor who looks affronted. “At the end of the day, you and I both know that you’ll only get her hurt, or worse. Make a selfless decision for once in your life,” he spits before turning on his heel and waking away, tipping his hat in a mockery of a good bye.

Razor reaches out to grab Nick’s shoulder and Nick shakes him off angrily and stalks over to his bike, turning on the engine before his friend can open his mouth to say anything.

carisi-dreams:

for you, em, of course 😉

occurs after this & this, paper says this, you’re feeling like this and let’s get on with the show, folks

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You slam into the club house, taking no heed to the fact that you’ve never been inside before. You’re not even sure if Nick will be here, but it’s closer than the restaurant so it’s worth it to check here first. Your eyes land on Nick instantly and he stands when he sees you. The room is mostly empty, only him and a few of the guys and several craneas as you do a quick glance around and you make your way over to him. Nick opens his mouth to say something, greet you most likely, and you slap the paper against his chest with your palm. It’s pinned against him like a dead butterfly and a confused look crosses his face as his smile fades and he gently pries it from beneath your hand. One quick glance down at the words on the paper and he turns to level an accusatory look at Razor.

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51. Think of a person. What song do you associate with them?

That would be Pretty Paper by Willie Nelson. It was the last song by step dad sang while he was in hospice.

83. What is your favorite album art?

This is a tie. Goo Goo Dolls- A boy named Goo. And Dave Matthew’s Band- Under the table and dreaming.

84. Are you planning on any tattoos? If so, which ones?

I already have four. A hummingbird for my grandmother, my kids zodiac signs, my wedding date in Roman numerals and a random shooting star.
I do plan on getting more. Probably a small accordian in honor of my step dad.

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lesbiancarisi:

When you get home, Sonny’s sitting on the couch with a bunch of small squares spread out in front of hit. Your heart drops because you know exactly what they are. None of them match the one in your pocket, but they’re all similar pictures. Another one of Nick sleeping, this time with his head resting on a lap. One of him awake but not looking at the camera, examining a brand new knife you’ve never seen. The last one sticks out the most and gives you a bad feeling. The subject of the picture is facing away from the camera, figure blurred by the shower water cascading around it. You’re certain that it’s Nick too, based on the body shape, the hair, and the tattoos on his back. Wordlessly you add your photo to the pile.

“Peter won’t help.”

He looks up at you suddenly. “Doll, please don’t tell me-”

“It doesn’t matter, he said no. And he knows who has Nick but he wouldn’t tell me.”

“I know who it is,” Sonny says quietly. “Mike Dodds.”

“The Mike Dodds who held you hostage for five years?”

He doesn’t answer, which tells you enough. You sit beside him on the couch and look at the collection accompanying a handwritten note presumably from Mike. When you read it, you feel like crying. 

“Sonny, he’s coming back,” you say for the millionth time. You’re not sure if it’s more for yourself than him at this point. “He won’t leave us forever.”

Instead of answering, Sonny hands you Nick’s ring and gathers up the photos and note to throw away. You can tell he thinks that Nick went to Mike just to upset him, and maybe that’s how it started, you’re not sure. But there’s no way in hell that Nick would just drop of the face of the Earth without so much as calling. He told you he still loved you and that he didn’t want to lose you. There’s something really, really, really wrong and you’re going to figure it out. Even if you have to do it yourself.

we are getting our boy back in my home!!!

Alright, I am ready to go with @carisi-dreams with some guns and get nick back. Cause i have some bad bad feelings about this. Ugh. This is killing me. Lets go @carisi-dreams !!!!

Ladies I got your 6!