anonymous asked:

Damsel in distress request with Nick Amaro ?!

//I messed up saving an ask 🤦🤷anyway…//

Putting a hand to your head you groaned and slowly opened your eyes. Why did your head hurt so much? Why did it feel like your mouth was full of cotton? And most importantly, where the hell were you?

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It should be a fun evening with Nick’s squad. Food, drinks, watching the kids run around, and just hanging out. It was rare that all of you had down time to get together. You had been looking forward to it all week.

“Everyone is here, just waiting on you”, Nick said. You could hear chatter in the background, kids squealing.

“Putting stuff in the car now. I should be home in 10 min-” What could only to a gun was being shoved into your rib cage.

A mans voice gruffly whispered into your ear, “Scream and I pull the trigger.” Bile rose in your throat but you were able to nod your head. “Get in and drive.”

“Y/N? Y/N? Answer me. Wha-” The panic obvious in his voice.

“She’s unavailable right now.”, the mans gravley voice gave you chills.

“Who the hell is this? I swear to God if you-” Nick’s voice was filled with anger

“You’ll find out soon enough.” He hung up and threw the phone out of the window.

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Nick had his phone on speaker so everyone heard the exchange. “Call 9-1-1 get them to Granger’s Grocery on Marcus Ave”, Nick yelled as he ran to the house. He came back out tucking his handgun in the back of his pants and raced to the car.

“Nick, my car. It’s not blocked”, Sonny called to him. They both jumped in a sped toward the store.

When they arrived, the scene was being taped off and two other officers were talking to bystanders. Nick jumped out of the car before Sonny even stopped. Nick flashed his badge to one of the officers.

“I’m Detective Amaro. It was wife that was kidnapped. What do we know? Did anyone see who took her? Which way they went?.” He rapid fired questions at the cop.

“Officer Wilson. They witnessed a male and a female get into a black SUV. Female was driving They headed west on Marcus. My partner is talking to the manager now to get security cam footage.” He shrugged his shoulders. “We found her purse in the spot she was parked and her phone at the entrance to the parking lot.”

Sonny jogged to the entrance of the store, “I’ll go see what they got.” Nick nodded.

“Shit!”, Nick exclaimed, running his hands through his hair. “We need to get the area canvased, phone to be dusted for prints. And why is it taking so long to get that damn footage?” Nick was yelling now.

As if on cue Sonny came out of the store. “I saw the footage. Nick. It was Stan Davis. He took Y/N.”

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He kept the gun on you while he gave you directions. The further you drove, the more run down the neighborhoods became. At this point you were on auto pilot, fear gripped your heart. Would you see the kids and Nick again?

”Stop here. Cut the engine.” He grabbed the keys out of the ignition. You took in your surroundings. All the houses seemed abandoned. Windows were broken or boarded up, trash strewn everywhere and over grown grass.

He got out of the SUV. He came around and opened your door. “Out. Now.” You were frozen. He yanked you out. “Ooph”, the wind was knocked out of your lungs when you landed on the hard ground.

He jerked you up and about ripped your shoulder out of joint. You cried out when he twisted your arm behind your back and shoved the gun back into your side. He laughed maliciously.

He lead you up the stairs of a delapidated house. The door slammed causing you to jump. You turned to look at him. He was at least a foot taller than you, light skin, light hair and dark eyes.

He tucked the gun into his pants and stalked to you. Backing up away from him, you found yourself against a wall. Tears fell down your cheeks, you swallowed a lump in your throat.

“Now the fun really begins” he whispered into your ear and he pushed himself against you.

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Nick eyes widened. Stan Davis. He testified against him two years ago in a rape case. He kidnapped and raped 5 women. And you fit his profile. He had to know who you were. This was not random. Nick thought he was going to be sick.

“GPS”, Sonny said. “Your car is new, it has to have GPS location.”

Why the hell had he not thought about that? “Bingo! Good thinking Sonny.” Nick pulled his phone from his pocket and brought up the app.

“ESU as been activated, they’re just waiting for the word. Liv, Mike and Fin should be here any time.” Sonny informed Nick. “They’re with your mom and Amanda. All the kids are good”, he answered Nick’s unasked question.

“Got it. 20 miles. In Paget Gardens.”, Nick sprinted to Sonny’s car.

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The overwhelming stench of stale cigarettes and whiskey made you nauseous. His breath was sickening. His hand ran up your thigh. “This is a very short skirt.”

Your hands pulled down at your dress. “Stop. No. Don’t touch me” spitting the words out while you tried to push against him but he wouldn’t budge. His lips went to your neck. You bite down on his ear.

“You stupid bitch”, he hit you across the face and you went down, hard. Your head made a sickening thud as it it the floor. He then delivered a kick to your ribs.

“Owww, God.” You gasped for breath, and grasped your side. The pain ripped through you. You eyes blinded with tears. Your head felt like it would explode.

“Nick has himself a fiesty one on his hands” he said as he stood over you. He leaned down, looking you in the face. “Not so much now?”, he sneered.

No. You weren’t going to let this happen. Gathering what strength you could muster. You kicked up and made contact with his groin. He went down to his knees. Your vision was still blurry but you were able to find the gun.

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“There. That’s our SUV.” Nick said. Sonny hit the brakes. ESU was pulling up along with Liv and the rest of the squad. They all exited the vehicles and staged around the house.

A gunshot rang out. “No!” Nick screamed out. ESU stormed the house. Nick and the squad close behind.

“Ma’am. Y/N, put the gun down. You’re safe.” an ESU officer said.

Nick saw you sitting on the floor bleeding, holding a gun to Stan Davis. You had shot him in the knee, he was rolling on the ground cursing and screaming.

“Mi amor. Hey. You’re okay now.” Nick softly spoke to you. You were shaking and crying, clearly in shock. Nick approached you slowly. “Y/N. Give me the gun.” You finally made eye contact with him and dropped the gun.

He took the gun and handed it ESU, then gathered you in his arms. “Shhh…you’re okay.” Nick soothed you. His voice sounding further and further away…

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Your eyes were finally able to focus you eyes. You tried to move but your whole body protested when you did. “Oh geez”, you grabbed your ribs. Now you remembered.

“You okay? Need me to call the nurse?” Nick asked softly

“N-no. Just need some water. Please.” You croaked out.

He poured some into a glass. Taking a sip you felt the cool liquid spread through your chest. “Better. Thank you.” Patting the bed beside you, “Lay with me please.“ He hesitated. "Please Nick I need you to hold me. You won’t hurt me.”

He slipped in beside you and gingerly pulled you to him. He kissed your hair. “ I’m sorry, cariña.”

so i was going through ur nick tag and omg talk to me about protective!nick

carisi-dreams:

protective!Nick is my jam and @my-sonshine does such a great job of those characterizations. I feel like I write more angry or insecure Nick, but I have opinions so let’s goooo

-I’ve touched on this before, but I really feel like if Nick had a romantic partner that didn’t indulge his tantrums, but that also gave him a lot of positive support he’d really bloom in a relationship. which of course means that he’d do anything to protect it

-that includes sometimes putting his foot down about his hours at work. he loves his job and he’ll never leave if they really need him, but if it’s possible for him to slip away on nights when he has plans with you he will. (later he’ll do boring paperwork for whoever on the squad covered for him)

-he’s very chivalrous, but not because he thinks you’re incapable. he genuinely enjoys the role of protector. so you rarely touch a door handle, always have to be on the side of him furthest from danger, he’ll run to pull the car up if you’re out of the city somewhere and it starts pouring rain unexpectedly. he’s very confident in the water (you’re not) so he always has an arm around you or is touching you if you’re in a pool or go to the beach

-he’s a little sensitive to loud surprise noises sometimes (hold over from lingering PTSD) but anytime he gets startled he instinctively pulls you out of the way of the perceived danger. when you meet his father he nudges you half behind him for most of the interaction. to Nick, leaving you in danger or ‘danger’ is the equivalent to having his belly exposed if he were a a dog. it does not really happen.

-he is not into club environments (too dark and loud) but if you want to go he prefers to go with you. he hates hearing stories of how someone grabbed you or tugged on your hand to try to get you to dance with them. if he’s ever out with you he’s attached to your back the entire time. the look he’s giving guys that look over at you appreciatively could freeze ice. one time someone grabs you while he’s in the bathroom and he was thisclose to coming to blows when he saw the guy with his hand gripping you, mostly because the look on your face was genuinely startled. if you want I can write about that!

-although he’s no stranger to storming out during arguments, he hates when you do it, especially if it’s late at night. once he blocked the door so you couldn’t leave, which made you livid until you saw the scared look on his face. the idea of him being the cause of something to harm you is horrifying to him

-there’s definitely been a decent handful of moments when someone has catcalled you before they realized Nick was with you and him going, ‘what did you just say?’ as he makes a beeline to the guy.

-he takes care of you when you’re sick, even if you don’t really need it. he hates seeing you not like yourself so he cooks you soup from scratch, grabs half the cold medicine in the store, and plies you with so much tea you have to pee every 10 minutes. you try to complain that he’s going overboard, but he won’t listen to you so you let him cuddle you.

-when you’re pregnant he is…on another level. he mellows quite a bit from the time you meet him to the time that you have your first child. he kind of regresses as soon as he finds out that you’re pregnant. he doesn’t let you carry anything, or lift anything and if any strange men even get within a 5 ft radius of you the hair on the back of his neck practically stands up. you indulge him because you understand why he’s being so protective.

-once you fainted when you guys were on a trip visiting your best friend and he almost had a heart attack. your best friend is a nurse so you didn’t need to go to the hospital or anything-it was a combination of jet lag and low blood sugar-but it didn’t matter to Nick. for weeks he was worried there was something really wrong with you so he spent half of his nights just watching you sleep

-Nick is like the BEST person to cry on the shoulder of. he wraps you up so tightly in his arms, soothing you with little noises and running a hand down your back. his arms are so strong and warm and he’s solid. you always feel safe in his arms

*happy dance* I love protective Nick! And if definitely like to hear the club story!

Ooooh ‘Well, i’m happy you think of me when you’re drunk’ with Nick?? Please.

//I wrote this in Nick’s POV, which I haven’t done before. So it’s a bit rough//

You saw your phone light up on the coffee table. “Y/N?”, you answered the phone. You hadn’t talked to her in a few days, every since she said she needed a break. She said she felt neglected, lonely. You understood. You had planned on calling her tomorrow.. This girl was THE one and you couldn’t just let her go.

“Nicky…heeey. Whatcha doin’?.” Her words were slurred. She giggled.

Hearing her giggle was one of your favorite sounds. “You ok, princesa?”

“Tis all okie dokie, Nicky-Wicky”, she giggled again.

“Where are you?” Grabbing your keys your headed out door.

“I dunno?”,you heard her talking to someone in the background, there was rustling.

“Nick? It’s Natalie. Listen Y/N is pretty trashed. She’s insisted calling you.”

“I’m coming to get her. Where are you?” Natalie gave you the name of the bar.

She was sitting in the booth talking to some guy. At first you were angry, wondering who the hell he was. “Pfft”, she blew a loose strand of hair out of her face. “Naw, I’m tellin’ Nate, ya gotta listen to me. Ya love her, huh? Huh?” Nate nodded. “Then tell her ya dumbass. Or you’re gonna lose her.” Nate nodded again. “Believe me. I’d know. I messed up with my boyfriend, big time.” She sighed.

“Y/N. It’s time to go”, you held out your hand.

“Well speakin’ of the devil. Nate, this is Nick. Nick, this is Nate. I told you about him Nate.” She reached up to ruffle your hair. “I was just givin’ ole’ Nate here some advice on his love life.”

“And I’m sure he appreciates it, right Nate?” Nate had passed out face down on the table.

She giggled. “He’ll be alright.” She patted his head. She turned back to you and wrapped her arms around your neck. “Nicky, I missed you baby.”

You chuckled, “Well, I’m happy you think of me when you’re drunk. Missed you too, mi amor. Let’s get you home.” Placing an arm around her waist you got her to the car.

She passed out on the way home. You had to carry her in. Helping her out of her jacket, shoes and jeans, you covered her up and kissed her forehead. Climbing in bed behind her, you wrapped your arm around her, pulling her close. Tomorrow you’d figure out what you guys were. Tonight he’d just enjoy holding her.

ooh ooh oooh! how about the boyz and their favorite ~sexy~ toys to use with their S/Os? (also i shamelessly love your writing, you’re amazing xx)

amirightcounsellor:

Sonny: Handcuffs (Officer Carisi role play anyone?) Spreader bar.

You moaned loudly despite the hand over your mouth. Sonny tsks at you, pinching a hardened nipple between his fingers and sucking it into his mouth. Sonny has your wrists handcuffed to the headboard and your legs locked into place, and you can do nothing but writhe against the bed as Sonny teases you endlessly. You had no idea that the sweet, thoughtful boy who brought you iced coffee and cannolis after a bad day would be so…dominant in bed. “Please.” You gasp, unable to keep from pulling against your restraints. “Need to touch you.” Sonny laughs and sinks his fingers inside of you, curling against your walls. “Only if you cum for me first”

Rafael: Those damn, vibrating panties

Rafael surprises you with these half an hour before the two of you were supposed to leave for a city gala Rafael promised he would make an appearance at. Tearing off the lacy panties you already had underneath your floor length gown, Rafael slips these on instead, smirking and pressing kisses up your thigh until he kisses you over your thinly clothed center. “Lets go mi vida, we don’t want to be late” clutching your hand in his, you make your way into the dining hall, taking your assigned seats next to the deputy commissioner and several other city counsel members. You were about to take a sip of your wine when you felt a strange vibration, causing you to grasp onto the table and bite back a moan. “You alright, cariño?”

Mike: 👀

When you first bring home a “make your own dildo” kit Mike blushes and coughs, shaking his head and laughing as you wink and toss the box at him. You waltz over to him, emptying the box’s contents and the look of excitement in Mike’s eyes doesn’t escape you. He puts up a fake protest when you slather the mixture onto him, waiting for it to set, cracking jokes and making you laugh the entire time.

He’s not laughing when he comes home the next day to find you splayed across the bed, pumping the toy in and out of you as you moan his name. Mike is inside you before you can even say “I told you so”

Nick: Vibrators of all sizes and varieties

Nick watches with lust blown eyes as he runs the vibrator through your folds, dipping it inside you before pulling it out and rubbing the head against your clit. “What do you want, princesa?” He growls, waiting for you to response. You whine, thrusting your hips up seeking friction-any friction. “More, please.” Nick smiles, turning the dial up just one setting higher. “Only because you’re so pretty when you beg.”

Peter: Sensory deprivation of *ahem* any kind. First, it’s the blindfold. (Peter doesn’t discover how kinky he truly is until the two of you start sleeping together)

It’s always the quiet ones that surprise you the most. Peter carries you over his shoulder, flopping you onto the bed after the two of you return from dinner, wine drunk and blissfully happy from finally being able to spend some alone time together. Peter is stripping you of your clothing when he pauses, taking one of his ties from the bedside table and cautiously ties it over your eyes. You moan as his hand trails lower and lower, and the anticipation has you soaking the sheets beneath you. “Tell me what I’m doing, sweetheart.” He teases, voice playful but soft. “Touch-oh god” you cry as he sinks his fingers inside you, wrapping his lips around your clit. You can’t see him, but you know he’s smiling.

Dizam!

destroyedbydickwolf:

carisi-dreams:

space-carisi:

piccolabambola:

space-carisi:

Nick has a daddy kink don’t @ me

this needs to be talked about

O h?

he definitely does

re fucking tweet

Oh Papi!

Your writing is the absolute best. #11 “Make me” from the dialogue prompts? With Nicky Amaro with a whole love / hate sexual tension kinda vibe

//Thanks babe! I had fun writing this one.//

*NSFW/SMUT*

When you and Nick first met, you didn’t exactly hit it off. It wasn’t anything in particular, just a personality conflict. Sure he was hot as hell, but you’d never give him the satisfaction of him knowing.

You had been a witness to a crime, Nick was one of the detectives working the case. He was was your police contact. The suspects had not been caught, that was two months ago. The tension between the two of you exploded one evening when you ditched your security detail and he came to your apartment to confront you.

“You have got to be the most infuriating woman I have ever met!”, Nick spat. “You can’t follow simple directions”, he was pacing the floor, gesturing wildly, eyes wild.

“People in glass houses, Nick”, you shot back, your feet planted and arms crossed.

“Me?”, he poked his own chest. “I’m not the one who put themselves in danger. I’m trained for this.You have protective detail for a reason. These are dangerous men”, he shook his head. “If something had happened to-”, he ran his hands through his hair.

He had a point, you knew that. Letting out a long sigh you dropped your hands to your sides. You knew that he was just trying to do his job. And you were not making it easy.

“Maybe I should be your detail, maybe then you’d listen, do what you’re told”, his voice softer. Feeling him staring you down, you drug your eyes up to meet his.

“Is that right?”, you scoffed. “I’d like to see you make me”, you vice low, raw, keeping your eyes trained to his.

His eyes narrowed, “oh it would be my pleasure, believe me.” His eyes were lustful as he stalked toward you. Eyes boring into you making your while body ignite.

He stopped right in front of you. So, so close but not touching. You could feel his breath hot, sweet, smell his cologne, feel his gaze heavy.

He leaned down his lips brushed yours. “I’ve been thinking about kissing those pink, pouty lips of yours since I met you”, he rested his hands on your hips.

You swallowed hard and took a deep breath. “Then what are you waiting for?”
He growled, his lips crushing into yours. You moaned into his mouth when he pulled your hips to meet his. Jesus, he was already hard.

Your hands roamed his muscular back. One of his hands tangled in your hair while the other pushed under your shirt. Moving your hands, you loosened his tie and slide off his neck. Then you fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. Finally able to push it off him. You stepped back and pulled your shirt over your head.

You slowly unbuttoned your jeans and slide them down your legs. His eyes traveled up your body, “My God you are beautiful”, he breathed. He bent down and grasped you thighs, lifting you up, mouths reconnecting. He placed you on your feet after he reached the couch. Reaching around you unhooked your bra, letting it slide it off your arms.

Nick went to his knees, buried his nose between your legs. “Mmm…you smell good carina.” His hooded gaze moved up to meet you eyes and tugged your panties down your thighs. He stood, running his hands up your legs as he did. His fingers swiped through your wetness causing your breath to catch. He slowly slide two fingers inside you. Groaning you threw your head back. He slowly moved his fingers in and out, his other hand supporting you at the small of your back.

He withdrew is fingers and placed them in his mouth, sucking, “you taste as good as you smell.” Giving him a wry smile you unbuckle his belt and slide it out of the loops of his pants. After undoing the button and zipper, you slide your hand into is pants. He pushed a breath through his teeth. You finished sliding his pants down to the floor.

“What do we have here Detective?”, asking as you stroked him, peeking up at him through your lashes. His eyes darkened.

“Enough!”, he was panting. He sat on the couch and pulled you on top of him. In one quick thrust he was inside you. You let out a long breath. “My God you are so tight”, he said groaning. He was so big, he stretched you to the max. He paused letting you accustomed and then slowly started moving.

Bracing yourself on his shoulders you matched his pace. He flicked his tongue over you taught nipple and pulled it inside his mouth, while rolling your other nipple between his fingers. The sensations were going to put you over the edge.

His pace picked up, you were bouncing up and down on him, his hands clenching your hips driving you down on him, his hips snapping up. You felt a burning low, heard rushing in your ears. The orgasm that you had was unlike any before. You felt yourself clench around him. “Yeah baby, let me hear you”, he says. “Oh Nick, God, ohhhh….”, you called out.

Your orgasm seemed to spur him on. He wrapped his arms around you and two more thrusts he found his own release. He buried his face in your neck, muttering your name. You collapsed on him, he ran his hands slowly up and down your back.

The only sound in the room in room was you and Nick’s heavy breathing. You lifted your head and Nick gave you a half smile. “That was amazing”, he pulled you down and gave you a soft, sweet kiss.

“Absolutely amazing”, you placed a hand on the side of his face and kissed him again. “Maybe I should ignore your instructions more”, you jokingly said.

“Are trying to kill me?”, he retorted. You started rolling your hips and felt him hardening again. “I guess the answer is yes, amor. What a way to go.” He picked you up and carried you into the bedroom.

NEW PROMPT LIST BY BANGTANBOMBIMAGINES

bangtanbombimagines:

Please reference this new prompt list! Our old one will not be used anymore.

1. “I want you. Only you.”
2. “Because I love you!”
3. “You make me so happy.”
4. “I thought you didn’t want me.”
5. “You’re just another player, and it’s a game over to us.”
6. “I was stupid enough to fall for my best friend.”
7. “No! I’m tired of doing what you say.”
8. “I swear, I’m not crazy!”
9. “You’re seriously a man-child.”
10. “It’s cute when you blush.”
11. “Oh God, he’s serious.”
12. “This is awkward…”
13. “Are you hurt?”
14. “This isn’t what it looks like.”
15. “Is there a reason you’re crawling through my window?”
16. “When were you going to tell me?”
17. “You’ve got a cute laugh!”
18. “Move in with me?”
19. “Are you jealous?”
20. “It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.”
21. “The song was about you.”
22. “I guess this is it.”
23. “Can you do me a favour?”
24. “What do you mean, the door is locked?!”
25. “You owe me ten bucks.”
26. “Sorry, was I interrupting something?”
27. “Wanna bet?”
28. “That doesn’t look right…”
29. “You seem so familiar.”
30. “Wow, you’re stupid.”
31. “I’m not scared!”
32. “Oh, fuck, he saw me.”
33. “Am I dead?”
34. “Dude, that’s gross.”
35. “We’re both going to fail.”
36. “Come on, it wasn’t that bad.”
37. “I’m not crying. I have allergies.”
38. “Well, I’m happy you think of me when you’re drunk.”
39. “I thought you hated me!”
40. “This was a dumb idea.”
41. “You can’t fall in love with me.”
42. “You’re such an asshole!”
43. “Did I fucking stutter?”
44. “Wow, you’re pretty.”
45. “Why?”
46. “Hey, are you okay? I heard you screaming.”
47. “You should leave.”
48. “I can see you, you know?”
49. “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. Of course I’m in.”
50. “If you die, I’m going to kill you.”
51. “I had a nightmare about you and I wanted to make sure you were okay.”
52. “That’s pretty messed up.”
53. “You remembered that?”
54. “At least I know what I want.”
55. “I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not.”
56. “Can someone shoot him?”
57. “Don’t say a word.”
58. “Is that my sweater?”
59. “You’re bleeding all over my furniture.”
60. “You look…wow.”
61. “You’re mine.”
62. “That can’t be legal.”
63. “I want to see you.”
64. “Please, just come back.”
65. “Shit, that’s hot.”
66. “I think I like you.”
67. “Sorry.”
68. “Please don’t leave again.”
69. “Why should I forgive you?”
70. “You lied to me.”
71. “Someone will see us!”
72. “You’re good at this.”
73. “Stay with me?”
74. “Just go to sleep.”
75. “Come here.”
76. “You don’t need to pretend.”
77. “I don’t care!”
78. “I told you, I don’t do romance.”
79. “We should stop.”
80. “Do you even love me?”
81. “Where were you?”
82. “I can’t do this anymore.”
83. “I think I just fell in love.”
84. “I don’t want to fight with you.”
85. “Are you asking me on a date?”
86. “Prove it.”
87. “You’re so whipped.”
88. “I fall in love with you more and more every day.”
89. “You’re all I have left.”
90. “It’ll always be you.”
91. “Let’s run away and get married.”
92. “Just promise you won’t forget me.”
93. “Can I kiss you?”
94. “Hypothetically, if I asked you out, would you say yes?”
95. “I don’t want to lose you.”
96. “Let me hold you.”
97. “You’re perfect.”
98. “You mean the world to me.”
99. “Care to dance?”
100. “Forever?”

Please credit us if you use this prompt list too 👍

Ok kiddies. Hit me up. Fluff is my favorite thing to write with some angst and/or smut mixed in. Sonny, Nick, Mike and Peter.

List courtesy of @bangtanbombimagines

Masterlist- as of 9/12/18 this list will not be updated. New fics, drabbles etc, will go to the individual masterlist. Thanks for reading!

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Sonny Carisi x reader

Sonny storyline

Sonnyverse OC’s

Just pretend to be my date

Part 2 pretend to be my date

Just stay with me

You can take my picture

Pizza night

You’re cute when you..

Anxiety

I really need you

Night before the wedding

Can you come get me please

I’m not jealous

Baby blues

I don’t want to lose you

Cute helper

Two little bears

Conceived on the 4th of July

Wake up cause I can’t do this without you

Caroline is crawling!

Text from Sonny

Losing Jonesy

Magical

Strip tease for Sonny

My Heart

Cooking with Caroline

Sonny abandoned storyline

So It begins

One year later

Sonny gets help

Sonny one shots

Yog

A-Z Headcannon NSFW

Keeping secrets

It’s your fault we’re in trouble

One more night based off the Maroon 5 song

Nick Amaro x reader

Nick Amaro one shots

NSFW Headcanon A-Z

Make me

Theme park fun

I don’t want you to stop

Nick likes it rough *nsfw*

Nick Amaro storyline

Amaroverse OC’s

Nick makes you dinner

Well I’m glad you think of me when you’re drunk

Are you seriously going to leave without asking me,,

Is there a reason you’re crawling through my window?

Nick and pregnant wife smut

Would you hold still

To me, you are beautiful

Motorcycle accident

I really need you

My weirdo

I might have had a few shots

Mike Dodds x reader

Mike One shots

I fell in love with my best friend

Beach day

Mike babysits Noah

He likes it when you watch

Meeting Michael

NSFW A-Z headcanon

NSFW A-Z headcanons take 2

NSFW A-Z headcannons take 3

Meeting Mike for the first time

Leave your key

I’m ready Mike

Mike storyline

Doddverse OC’s

That was kinda hot– how Mike and reader meet

First apartment

Thigh riding

Meeting Anne

Taking care of one another

Adopting Denny

Telling Mike you’re pregnant

Dinner Party

How the parents react to the pregancy

Wedding pic

Mike comes home after first day with SVU

It’s a girl

Dinner quickie

Saturday mornings

You have no idea how I feel, all you do is work.

Mike makes dinner

Mike gets shot-Heartfelt passages redo

You lied to me

Caught in the act

Late nights, long hours

Taking the kids to the park

That night-*mentions miscarriage*

My friend Uber

Fine. Go part 1

Mike text

Fine. Go-reader before the fight

Fine. Go-Mike before fight

Fine. Go. Mike at work interlude

Mike helps you say goodbye

Daughter’s first day of school

Peter Stone x reader

Peter one shots

I’m gonna take care of you, okay?

Peter cheers you up

Kitten gets a thigh ride

Sleep in my bed-Peter Stone x male reader

Batter up!

So what if we had sex..

Sweet kisses

A pretty girl makes all the difference

Pizza night

Flirting with Peter

Second chair

Peter Stone storyline

Stoneverse OC’s

Would you mind if I kissed you?

Chi-town to the Big Apple

My life

Wanna Bet

Weekend

I was stupid enough to fall for my best friend

Right kind of crazy

Showering with Peter

Snuggles with Petey after a long day

You’re always number one.” And nick?

The big, red circle on the calendar loomed in front of you. One week away. One week to success or defeat. Inside the circle, also in red ink, NYC Marathon. Nick came up behind you. He leaned down and whispered, “staring isn’t gonna make it go away.” You elbowed him in the stomach. He laughed, “You’re grumpy this morning. Not sleep well dear?“ He smirked at you.

“You would know, Sarge”, you quipped and raised your eyebrow at him.

“I don’t remember hearing any complaints last night bella”, he countered.He pulled you against him, trailing kisses down your neck.

“Mmmm…well maybe you would have, if you weren’t so loud.” The kisses stopped and picked you up and sat you on the desk. He slowly spread your knees, resting himself between your legs.

“True. But with these legs wrapped around me, can you blame me?” He slowly ghosted his fingertips up your thighs, pushing your T-shirt up and over your head. His eyes shot up to yours. “No panties Mrs. Amaro? Oh, you are in trouble cause I’m going to late for work now.”

Marathon day had finally arrived. You had nervous energy. Nick got up not long after you had finished your breakfast. “Heading out soon?”

“Yeah”, you got up from the table and put you bowl in the sick. Turning around to face Nick you asked, “Do you think I’m crazy for doing this? I mean I haven’t ran a marathon since Owen was what, four? That was six years ago. I’ve had another baby since then. What if I can’t finish?” The questions came like rapid fire.

Nick moved from where he was leaning against the doorway. He placed his hands on your shoulders. “Hey, Y/N. You have been training for this for months. You got this, and no matter what happens I am proud of you, okay?”

You had made it about half way when you spotted Nick, the kids, his mom and members of the squad. They were all holding up signs and yelling to cheer you on. You gave a quick wave of acknowledgment, not wanting to break your stride.

The finish line in Central Park was in sight. You did it! After crossing the finish line you collapsed into the grass, catching your breath and looking up at the blue sky. A smile broke across your face, you did it! You hadn’t been this proud of yourself since passes your boards.

Finally sitting up, you looked around, hoping to find Nick. There were so many people. He was going to find you at the finish line. You stood trying to get a better view. Nick came up behind you speaking your name. When you turned he was there with the whole crew. Nick was holding a sign, ‘You’re always #1 to me. I love you’

Tears sprang in your eyes. The emotions of the day taking you over. Nick pushed the tears from your eyes and leaned down to kiss you. Pulling him closer to you, you deepened the kiss. That earned whistles and whoops from your group and passer-bys. You and Nick laughed. “C’mon. Your fan club awaits.”

I’m a firm believer that the all the world needs in order to be a better place is Nick fics😍 so I’m making a contribution “I might have had a few shots” number 10 from the dialogue prompt list

//I couldn’t agree more!//

“Y/N! Where are you?”, Nick called out.

“In here. Your home early”, you answered from the bedroom. Abandoning the basket of laundry, you went out to meet Nick. “Oof”, running into Nick’s chest. He reached out to steady you. “Whoa. Where’s the fire, babe?”, you asked.

Nick looked down at you eyes sparkling, grinning from ear to ear. “I passed! You’re looking at Sergeant Amaro!”

“Oh my gosh! Nick, that is amazing!”, you slung your arms around his neck. He picked you up and spun you around before setting you back down. “You worked very. It’s well deserved.” His excitement was intoxicating and the look he was giving was smoldering.

He dipped his head down delivering a soft kiss. Your hands ran up his muscular arms and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him down to you. Placing his hands on your lower back, he drew you in to him and you pressed your body flush to his. His hands glided up your side and under your T-shirt. His hands were cool on your hot skin. “God, you feel good. So soft”, he whispered into your ear. A small moan escaped from your mouth.

“Mom. Dad. We’re home”, Owen, your 10 year old son yelled coming through the front door from school.

“Rain check, mi amor?”, Nick nuzzled his nose to yours. He pulled away and went out to greet the kids. You leaned against the wall, collecting yourself. Grinning at the prospect of cashing in the rain check later that night.

The next afternoon you received a text from Nick, ‘Fin and the guys want to take me our for a couple drinks after work. You ok with that?’ How could you say no? Between the Simon Wilkes case, being demoted to a beat cop for a few weeks, then having to testify against his father, Nick had a year from hell. If anyone do the bad eserved a guys night out it was him. ‘Absolutely babe! Have fun. Call if you need a ride home.’

Nick’s mom came over and had dinner with you and the kids. His mom was the best. She always had the best Nick stories, which you loved hearing, even if had already heard them a hundred times. After you put the kids to bed you opened a bottle of wine and poured each of you a glass. You and Cesaria sat and talked about how proud both of you were of Nick.

Your phone started ringing in the living room. Fin’s number was displayed. “Hey Fin. Everything ok?”, a little panic rising up.

He laughed, “Yeah. Nick’s good, really good actually. That’s why I’m callin’. He needs a ride. I offered but he insisted you come get him.”

Rolling your eyes, “Text me the address. And Fin, thanks for calling.”

“Not a problem. I’ll get the info to you. See ya soon.” and the call ended.

“Hey Mama. Can you sit with the kids for a little bit? I need to go pick up Nick”, you slide on your flip flops and grabbed your purse.

“Is he okay?”, she asked worried.

“He’s ok. Just needs a ride’, you raised an eyebrow and Cesaria laughed. She waved you out the door. “Go get our Nicky. I’ll watch the kids.”

It took about 30 minutes to get to the bar. It was karaoke night and whoever was singing was bad. As you got closer to the stage, you saw just who the bad singer was-your husband. About that time Fin spotted you and waved you over.

He kissed your cheek. “Glad you’re here. Maybe you can persuade him to come off stage.” Fin grinned and crossed his arms over his chest.

“How long has he been up there?”, he tried to hit a high note, making you scrunch up your face.

“About three songs too long if ya ask me”, Sonny came up behind you. “Make it stop, please.” You laughed, “I’ll see what I can do.”

When you approached the stage, Nick finally saw you. “Nick. Come on down babe. Your set is over”, you reached for his hand. The next thing you knew you were being dragged up on stage with him.

“Hey everyone! This is my wife! Isn’t she beautiful”, he asked the crowd. A bunch of ‘who hoo’s’ and whistling answered his question. He gave you a sloppy wet kiss to your cheek. You took the microphone from him and helped him down from the stage.

He was leaning on you, draped over you essentially. He was close to a foot taller than you, and out weighed by who knows how much. You helped him to a booth and sat him down. He had the dumbest grin on his face, and you couldn’t help but smile too.

“So sergeant, just how much have you had to drink?”, you ran your fingers through his messy hair. He giggled and you had to suppress a laugh. You couldn’t remember him ever giggling, but you loved the sound.

He closed one eye and pursed his lips, “I may have had a few shots”, he stated matter of factly and shrugged his shoulders. You turned to look up at you. His eyes bright, “have I ever told you just how beautiful you are? I mean really you are gorgeous. How do you even like me?”

“Oh I like you just fine. The fact that you think I’m beautiful just sweetens the pot”, you gave him a wink. “Now are you ready to go? Or is there an encore planned.”

He grabbed your waist and leaned his head onto your stomach, “home sounds nice.”

“Yeah it does. Think you can walk to the car, Sarge?”, you ask. He just nods his head.

“We’ll get him to the car then follow you home to get him in the house”, Fin insisted. You nodded your thanks.

The car ride home was quiet, besides Nick’s soft snoring. Fin and Sonny got Nick inside and in bed. After you said your goodbyes and thanked them you returned to your sleeping husband. Helping him out of his belt, tie and shoes, you threw his legs up on the bed. You checked on the kids and Mama. You let her know Nick was ok, and that she should just stay the night. It was too late to be heading back home.

You pressed a soft kiss to his cheek and whispered in his ear. “I am so proud of you Sergeant Nicolas Amaro. And I love you even more.”