Christmas writing prompts

smackingtalk:

Hey! So since it’s Christmas soon I’ll be taking requests from the list down below! Feeling free to use if you want but give credit!!

1. “Merry Christmas bitch”

2. “How many Christmas lights does one person need?”

3. “Shut up! Santa is real”

4. “Why does the house smell like Santa threw up?”

5. “Roses are red, violets are blue, merry Christmas bitch, I love you”

6. “Oh my god I haven’t got you a present!”

7. “It’s Christmas today?!”

8. “No seriously I swear I saw Santa”

9. “Omg it’s a fucking reindeer”

10. “This tree’s bigger than my future”

11. “Why do you have playlist with just ‘all I want for Christmas is you’ and ‘last Christmas I gave you my heart’?”

12. “No you don’t understand I need a picture with Santa!”

13. “I can’t reach the top of the tree to put the star on.”

14. “Oh how convenient, some mistletoe”

15. “Let’s binge watch Christmas movies!”

16. “I can’t believe we’re going to A&E on Christmas Eve”

17. “Do you wanna build a sno-“ “no don’t you dare finish that”

18. “SNOW BALL FIGHT!”

19. “You murdered my snowman”

20. “I don’t like hot chocolate”

21. “Christmas isn’t just about the presents”

22. “You look like this ginger bread man”

23. “Go to sleep, Santa isn’t real”

24. “It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas”

25. “Did you just put fake antlers on the dog?”

26. “I love Christmas more then anything” “what even more then me?”

27. “It’s official I hate Christmas shopping”

28. “I can’t ice skate I’ll break all my bones”

29. “Don’t you dare buy me that”

30. “Stop smashing my ornaments”

31. “That is the ugliest decoration I’ve ever seen”

32. “You’ve burnt the turkey?!”

33. “Thoughts on Brussels sprouts?”

34. “Fuck it let’s just get drunk”

35. “I don’t know how to wrap presents”

36. “This is the worse and best Christmas ever”

37. “Honey, where is my Santa suite?”

38. “I don’t think we can fight Santa”

39. “What no that’s not daddy, that’s Santa”

40. “Oh so we’re putting beer out for Santa now?”

41. “I can not believe our car broke down in the middle of nowhere 3 hours before it’s officially Christmas.”

42. “I hate work Christmas parties”

43. “What do you mean you’re working on Christmas?!”

44. “Babies can’t eat mince pies”

45. “You look like an elf”

46. “The babies crying, the foods burning, the dogs are fighting and your calling me to see what time my family’s coming at?”

47. “I don’t like spending time with your family at Christmas”

48. “I refuse to have a baby on Christmas”

49. “How many advent calendars does one person need?”

50. “I’m freezing, you’re warm. Hug me”

Send me some prompts! Please include the whole prompt with your ask!

carisi-dreams:

anon requested: you sure talk a big game… but can you live up to it? and nearly canon nick?

filthy & nsfw >:)

Nick stripped your panties off roughly, tugging them over your hips and then letting them drop and pool on the floor. In the next smooth motion he was pressing a large hand in the center of your back and folding you over the bed. You reached out to brace yourself up on your hands, but the pressure behind his hand didn’t let up until your upper body was prone along the bed.

“Is this what you were after?” he growled. You felt him lean over you and bring his face up close to yours. “You wanted me to manhandle you and take whatever I want?”

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Fuuucckkkk….

Source: poems-and-words.com

ooh could you do angry kisses with nick?

//I have had this in my asks for sooo long!//

“You couldn’t be any more aggravating if you tried”, Nick proclaimed as he followed you through the house. He pulled his tie from around his neck and slung it onto the dresser.

“Me? Aggravating? Well, isn’t that rich coming from you!” Storming into the bedroom, you kicked off your heels, then struggled to unzip your dress. “I just don’t get it, Nick. Why can’t you-”, the look in his eyes made you stop.

With one hand he gently grasped your face, “Don’t you ever shut up?” Nick roughly pressed his lips to yours. He finished unzipping your dress and pushed it off your shoulders.

When Nick pulled away you bit his bottom lip eliciting a growl. Once it was unbuttoned enough you pulled it over his head along with his undershirt. You started kissing his chest, moving you to the dip between his shoulder and neck. Nipping up to his lips.

Nick roughly kissed you. Tongue darting into your mouth, teeth hitting from his overzealousness. You could already feel your lips clapping and swelling. But damn you loved when he got a little rough. A little angry kissing is what you needed.

He picked you up and threw you on the bed. Kissing and nipping his way up your body. When his face met yours you pulled him in for a scorching kiss.

By the end of the night both of you were covered in bite marks, lips were swollen, Nick had scratch marks down his and you were sure you’d have bruises on your hips were he grasped you.

"What were we fighting about?” Nick murmured. His head was resting in your shoulder, his arm over your waist.

You lazily ran fingers through his hair. “I think who was more aggravating. And you definitely are.”

“Dont start unless you want another fight,” he teased.

“Consider me starting.” You rolled to straddle him, kissing up his chest.

★Engagement + Peter Stone, Sonny Carisi, Nick Amaro?

SONNY CARISI

“Hey, Ma. Think we can have dessert now?” Sonny asked as his eyes darted to you then around the table.

“How in the world do you have room after that big dinner?” Teresa said. The Carisi Christmas dinner had been impressive. And you still had to go to your parents later that day.

“I’ll help you bring dessert out,” you offered.

“Oh thank you. Such a sweet girl, this one. You better do keep her,” his Mom said then winked at Sonny.

When you came back out of the kitchen, Sonny was on one knee, holding a ring box. You would have dropped the pie if Sonny’s Dad hadn’t taken it from your hand.

“Y/F/N Y/L/N, these last few months have been the best of my life. I know we haven’t been together long but I know there is no one out there that can make me as happy as you have. I love you with everything I have. Will you please do me the honor of being my wife?” Sonny eyes were glassy and full of hope.

Sniffles and soft murmuring could be heard behind you from Sonny’s mom and sisters. Your chin started to tremble and you could feel tears falling down your cheeks. All you could do at first was nod your head. Finally you were able to eek out a ‘yes’.

Sonny stood and placed the ring on your shaking hand, his own hand was unsteady. He leaned down and gave you a kiss that curled your toes. The whole room erupted. Sonny picked you up and swung you around. “Best day ever,” he said softly against your neck.

PETER STONE

"Are you excited?” you asked Peter as you entered the stadium. He was asked to throw the opening pitch for a Cubs game. He had been practicing for a couple weeks, being careful not to aggravate his old injury.

“Nervous is more like it,” he said with a chuckle.

Peter’s pitch was perfect as it sailed over home plate. He waved to the cheering crowd. Peter jogged off the field to where you were waiting. He had a big smile on his face. “That felt so good. I didn’t realize how much I missed it.” He swooped you up in a big hug. “C’mon. Let’s go to our seats.”

During the seventh inning stretch Peter seemed more nervous. His leg was bouncing, he adjusted his watch giving you a tight smile.

“Ladies and gentlemen. Please bring your attention to jumbotron,” the announcer boomed over the speaker.

You tuned to look at the screen and saw yourself. Then you saw him, Peter was on one knee. “I had a big speech made up but it didn’t convey how much I love you and how much I want you to be my wife. I want to spend my life making you as happy as you have made me. Marry me, please.”

You covered your mouth in surprise. Peter took your hand and slipped the diamond solitare on your finger. “Of course I’ll marry you Peter.” Peter stood and pulled you into him for a kiss. The crowd went wild. ‘She said YES!!!” flashed on the jumbotron.

You took his hand pulling him to the exit. “You don’t want to stay for the rest of the game?”

“No I want to be with my fiance,” you said with a wink.

Peter flashed you a wide grin. “Lead the way.”

NICK AMARO

NIck had made multiple attempts to ask you to marry him, unbeknown to you. Seemed like something always happened, he was called in on a case, you had to work a double shift, you had a bad stomach bug one weekend you were supposed to go away. Nick wanted it to be romantic but it just wasn’t working out. Nick came in the door greeted by the smell of fresh baked peanut butter cookies, his favorite.

“Hey babe,” you said in greeting popping a cookie in your mouth. “How was your day?” you asked as you turned to pull another sheet of cookies out of the oven and sat them on the counter..

“It was good actually. Hoping it will get even better in the next couple of minutes,” he said with a shaky voice.

“Yeah? And why is th-,” your eyes grew big and your mouth dropped open in surprise. He was down on one knee. He took your hand. “My love for you has no end. You’re in my heart, you’re in my soul. I was wondering if you would spend the rest of your life with me?”

“Nick, oh my God! Yes! Yes!” you responded enthusiastically.

He patted his coat pocket. “Shit. Hold on. Sorry about the language,” he kissed you quickly then ran from the room. When he came back in he slid across the floor making you giggle. He opened the ring box.

“It’s beautiful, Nick,” you said in a whisper as he slid the ring on your finger.

“I know it wasn’t the most romantic proposal,” he said shyly with a shrug of his shoulders.

“It was absolutely perfect.” You stretched up and kissed him softly.

carisi-dreams:

anon requested: I voted for Hoog for State Senate, 4:15 EST, Nick x Reader first time after Elijah’s birth. I am sure the 6weeks recovery period, assuming it was not a c-section delivery, was torture for both.

thank you for voting! this is mish mash of suggestive + sweet 🙂 not really nsfw, hope that’s alright!

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You were rubbing another layer of moisturizer into your skin when Nick padded into the bathroom. You smiled at his reflection in the mirror as you reached for lip balm. The expression on his face was tired, but satisfied, and judging by the silence in the apartment you guessed that he had successfully put Elijah down for sleep.

“He asleep?” you asked in confirmation. Nick nodded and let his head drop to your shoulder.

“Mmhmm,” he mumbled against your skin. “Had to rock him and read a book. He was was full of energy for some reason.”

“He gets it from his papa,” you teased. You placed the container in your hand back in the organizer and turned in his grip. You brought both hands to his back and began rubbing slowly in opposite directions. He was shirtless, citing that Elijah needed as much skin to skin contact as possible, and you certainly had no complaints about him being shirtless more times than not when he was home.

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[From: Nick 7:57AM] your son actually woke up in a good mood this morning.

[To: Nick 7:59AM] Awww…❤ my little man! Have a good day boys. Miss you both! Meet me for lunch?

[From: Nick 8:01AM] Lunch sounds good. We love you too Mamí! Have a good day, save some lives.👩🏼‍⚕️💊💉

[To: Nick 8:05AM] That’s the plan!

can i request some nick smut where the reader patches him up after a fight and then they have really rough sex?

“Sit,” you directed Nick to the toilet after you put the seat down.

Nick held the gauze to his brow and wiped the blood from his lip. “Ah,” he hissed when you dabbed the cut above his brow with antiseptic.

“Oh hush,” you scolded. “Keep your hands to yourself and this wouldn’t happen.”

He scoffed. “If that douchebag had kept his hands off you-”

“You can’t beat up every guy that touches me, Nick.” You gently blew at the cut, trying to take some of the sting out. “Could probably use a couple stitches. Or I can use the skin glue.”

“Wanna bet?”, he countered. His brown eyes looked at your through his lashes. You knew he was serious.

A raised brow and crossed arms let him know you were serious as well.

“Glue.”

He rested his hands on your hips after you got him fixed up and pulled you to him. “I’m sorry,” his voice muffled against your belly.

Breathing a heavy sigh you ran fingers through his soft curls. “I know you mean well, Nicky but you can’t go around starting brawls because some drunk frat kid hits on me. I can handle most situations myself.”

“Hey. He hit me first. I was just defending myself,” he said defensively. “Besides. You’re my fiancee.” He flashed his eyes to you. “I’d do anything to protect you.”

If you were being honest, I turned you on when he went all alpha male.

Nick’s slowly slid hands down your thighs while still looking up at you with those brown eyes that could make you do anything. His hands slipped under your dress, where Nick was pleased to find you not wearing any panties. “Forget something mi amor?”

“Must have left them in the car,” you informed him referring to your earlier encounter.

Nick rose suddenly, grasped your waist and lifted you onto the bathroom counter. He shoved your dress up exposing you and ran slid his fingers through your dripping folds. Nick slowly slipped two long fingers inside you. You gasped. “I think you like it. When I show my dominance,” he sneered and crushed his lips into yours as his fingers continued to plunge into your greedy pussy.

“Oh. Fuck Nicky. I do. It’s so damn sexy. Makes me so wet,” you groaned into his mouth. Your nails dug into his back. “Fill me up with that big cock,”

Nick grabbed your hair and pulled, not hard enough to hurt you. “You think you’re the boss here? I’ll fuck when I want. It just happens to be your lucky day. I’m taking requests.” He grinned then removed his fingers and released your hair. Nick grasped your hips pulling you closer to the edge of the counter.

You watched as he sprung free as he pushed his jeans and boxers off his hips. Your eyes shot up to his and you licked your lips. Lifting your legs, you wrapped them around his waist and pulled him to you. His cock twitched when you grasped it in your hand. You lined him up with your opening and he sank into you. Both of your groaned and you wrapped your arms around his neck

Nick gripped your hips and started rocking into you. “God baby. You always feel so good…ride my cock so hard.” Nick moved his hands to your lower back, pushing you harder and faster.

He hit in just the right spot, making your toes curl. “Oh, yeah. Fuck me. Harder. Please, Nicky,” you begged. It felt so unbelievably good. You knew you were going to cum hard. It was building, slowly spreading through your whole body.

Nick was close too. You could tell by the way his thrusts became jerkier and stuttered. “Y/N…I…oh God! Nick exclaimed as he emptied into you.

You clenched around him, your body was on fire, sounds were muted and you had your eyes locked with Nick’s. He thrust once more before he stilled. His forehead rested against yours. “I love you. I love you so much, carina,” Nick professed breathlessly.

“Hmmm…I love you too, Nick.” You softly kissed his lips. “How does your head feel?” Gently you touched the cut above his eye.

“Totally forgotten,” he responded.

“Those look so good, babe,” you kissed Nick in greeting. Work had been a nightmare but knowing you, Nick, the kids, and the dog were leaving for a week vacation helped you get through your shift. Tomorrow you’d be in a hammock at the lake.

“Elise wanted to make cookies for the trip,” Nick informed you. He sprinkled the cookies with sea salt and some with chopped walnuts.

“Where is she now?”, you inquired.

“She got bored after the first batch was done. She’s watching cartoons in our bed,” Nick answered and chuckled.

Nick in the kitchen was…hot. You watched as he moved around the room. He was a sight. His hips swayed slightly as danced to the music playing from his phone.

“Hey Earth to Y/N,” Nick spoke your name and snapped his fingers. “I said do you want a bite?”

“Hmmm..yeah, yes. Please. Sorry I kinda spaced. It’s just seeing you in the kitchen…” You cleared your throat then took a bite of cookie. “I’m gonna go finish packing,” you said around a mouthful of cookie.

Nick gave you knowing smile. “You do that. Oh, Y/N. Looks like I’m going to have some leftover melted chocolate. Let me know if you can think of a use for it.” He dipped his finger in the chocolate then licked it off. “Hate to see it go to waste.”

Source: itssfall-yall

“How long have you been up?,” you asked as took the seat beside Nick at the table. The decision to move from Narcotics to SVU had been weighing on him heavily.

“Well, I watched the sun come up,” he replied with a chuckle, leaning over to kiss you. His beard tickled your face causing you to crinkle your nose.

“I haven’t seen a sunrise since Owen was a baby. Seems I’ll be enjoying them again in about 7 months,” you mused as you ran your fingers through Nick’s wild, curly hair.

His gaze shifted to you. “You-you’re pregnant? Really?” NIck turned to face you and took your face in his hands. “I didn’t think we-” Nick touched his forehead to yours.

“I know. Me too,” you ageed. “You’re going to be a Papi again,” you confirmed with a smile.

Nick’s eyes shined with unshed tears. “This is-I…I’m so happy. Gracias mi amor.”

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