#fin tutuola

fin: you could go into a building that’s on fire and be like “this is a blast”

munch: i would not say that

fin: who is in this room with us?

munch: sandwich?!

munch: this is a beautiful story for him. i love this kid’s moxie because he’s sitting in some run down cafe in the middle of the cornfields, someone walks in and says “hey, you know you look like this missing kid” and he goes “is that so?”

fin: “where’s he from”

munch: “from hollywood you say? get the cops here.” the cops come and he’s like “yeah, i’m that boy.” send him out to LA, he’s gonna meet his favorite cowboy person but they’re like “well first you have to go hang out with this crying woman for a while”

fin: that’s probably why he was grumpy!

munch: of course!

fin: he was like “ugh, i just wanna meet tom.” he’s got like this wailing woman

munch: he’s like “can we please go to the movies?!”

munch: you go to church on sunday, the priest is standing up there with a machete

fin: he’s using it as a pointer

munch: throwing holy water at people

fin: they’re using it to point out items on powerpoint presentations. everyone has a machete

I can admittedly say that SVU is my comfort show. Something about being on a journey with detectives who hate their job but love helping people that need it while dealing with their personal lives absolutely puts me in my fucking feels.

If you follow my Avengers fan account on Tumblr, you’ve probably seen this list but I would like to do it with SVU characters!!! Send me some prompts along with a character and I’ll make it happen! 

1. “I was that easy to replace?”
2. “On your knees.”
3. “Blame yourself, you were stupid enough to believe every lie I fed you,”
4. “Stop coming back.”
5. “Come dance with me!”
6. “So guess who is pregnant?”
7. “Are you even going to cry?”
8. “I used to believe in love.”
9. “You’re cute when you’re ready to hurt someone.”
10. “Are you wearing my clothes?”
11. “Lay back.”
12. “Get out of my face, you make me sick.”
13. “I can’t love you, I’m incapable of feeling anything.”
14. “Come back, please.”
15. “Take it all off.”
16. “Wait, are you hitting on me?”
17. “Marry me?”
18. “I love you! I could say that forever!”
19. “Add that to the list of why I love you!”
20. “I love you now, and forever.”
21. “You’re all I have!”’
22. “Someone is jealous!”
23. “Come a bit closer, you know I like you close.”
24. “Can’t you cut the tough guy act out for just once?”
25. “Somewhere deep down, there’s good in you. Pretty far down.”
26. “Slow down!”
27. “I’m not leaving till I know you’re okay.”
28. “Fuck you.”
29. “I just need you to hold my hand.”
30. “I lost our baby.”
31. “I never cared.”
32. “Tell me what you want.”
33. “We can’t do that here! There are people around.”
34. “Please, please stop crying!”
35. “Where are those bruises from?”
36. “I’m a monster.”
37. “I need you, right now,”
38. “You arrogant prick. Only worried about yourself.”
39. “Now that’s a sight I’d like to see daily.”
40. “Just one date, you can even pick when and where!”
41. “Stop building all these walls around yourself, especially when someone is trying to constantly knock them down!”
42. “Shut your mouth, now before you end up with a knife in your throat.”
43. “It’s 1:30AM, what do you think you’re doing?”
44. “You’ll always be beautiful in my eyes.”
45. “Let’s have a child.”
46. “Do you think you can waltz back in without any kind of explaining?”
47. “Come shower with me.”
48. “Listen to me for fucksake!”
49. “What if you would have died?”“Are you plotting something I don’t know about?”
50. “It’s been a rough day, just please lay with me.”

Pairing: Peter Stone x Reader

Summary: After a night of heavy drinking with a total stranger, Peter decides to try to win you back once again, drunk and over the phone. No better way than that at three AM.

Peter looked down at his cell phone, 2:37AM. He then looked at his shot of Jägermeister, his fifth shot of Jager, on top of three beers and on top of two shots of whiskey. He smiled, looking at the new profile picture you had just uploaded to Facebook. He looked at your smile, missing how he was the one who put that on your face, in the profile picture your loyal dog Jes was with you.

“Damn it, I miss the dog too.” The bartender looked at Peter, puzzled. Peter showed him the picture, his eyebrows perked up.

“Oh shoot and who is that? Your sister, she single?” He said, ready to get your number, Peter shot him a glare.

“That’s the reason I’m here. Drowning my sorrows cause I miss her.” The bartender smiled and handed Peter another beer.

“Now, why is that? Her choice or yours?” Peter took a drink of the beer and shook his head.

“Well, we didn’t date I guess you could say. We just hung out a lot, she slept at my house, I walked her dog, we’d have sex, we-” The bartender cut him off.

“So wait? You had exactly what a relationship is, but not a relationship?” Peter smiled.

“We just never put a label on it. I don’t know. She never asked and neither did I. My ex fiancé popped up, well problem there is I never told her that I had an ex fiancé.” The bartender shook his head, grabbing a shot for himself.

“Man, you know women love knowing that shit!” Peter shook his head.

“I know, I know. Like I said, we weren’t officially dating, I don’t know I didn’t think.” The bartender chuckled and let out a ‘huh’,

“Maybe we do only think with our dicks. Why don’t you call her?” He handed Peter another shot.

“She’s probably asleep, no need to wake her.” He took the shot. The shot he needed. Roughly ten minutes later, he was ready to make that call.

“Oh oh put her on speaker I wanna hear!” The bartender, who’s actual name was Mark shouted.

“Shhhhhh.” Peter whispered, “You have to be ve- ve- very quiet.” He laughed at his inability to speak well, finally there was an answer.

“Hello? Who the hell is this? It’s 3:30AM I have work in three hours. We can’t all stay up half the night!” 

“Ah there’d my firecracker! What are ya doin honey?” 

“Peter? Is that you? Are you hammered right now?” He laughed, trying to hold his head up.

“Maybe! Not as bad as last time I called you!” Which was a lie, it was worse this time. 

“You know what Peter? Seems to me like you only want to talk when you have some booze in you. Tell you what, you know where I live, you have my key still if you want to talk so bad you’ll do it sober. You call me one more time like this and you will never hear from me again, I will block your number. Sound good?” Peter sighed, putting his head down ready to sleep now.

“Okay! Okay! No more drunk calls! Go- goodnight sweet stuff!” You rolled your eyes at his saying and hung up. His new found friend Mark got his home address off his phone, called Peter a cab and sent him to his house to sleep everything off. When Peter woke up he couldn’t remember anything, Not a single thing. When he grabbed his phone, the first thing he saw was a note on the lock screen.

“I know you won’t remember shit! My name is Mark, we became friends last night. You told me about the woman you like so much and even called her. Now, heads up man she told you to talk to her in person not drunk and over the phone. Now, get cleaned up and showered up and go win that woman back! If you have any questions call my number, or if you ever wanna get together! God luck my guy!” Peter laughed at the note, not remembering meeting anyone named Mark. He read the message again, making sure he read what was wrote correctly. As soon as he saw that you had told him to come talk to you when he was sobered up, he ran to the shower and was ready to go In under ten minutes. He headed out the door, knowing all what to say and ready to have you back.

Pairing: Rafael Barba x Reader

Summary: Barba realizes maybe getting under someone isn’t the way to get over someone else.

TAG LIST: https://onelovesr.tumblr.com/

Everyone says heartache takes months, even years to get over, sometimes never. Some say to get over someone you have to get under someone else.

It had been two months since you and Rafael had called it quits, it was gut wrenching to throw away almost three years of a relationship, but it had to be done. Deep down, you knew when you both took your anger out on each other, spent more time wrapped up in a blanket than in each others arms, the quiet breakfast together and the blank stares at the office weren’t personal. When you and Raf broke up, you both admitted what had went wrong and that maybe it was best to lay things to rest for a bit, maybe a few days or weeks or maybe forever.

You knew it was forever when a young, blonde, short skirt and high heels popped into SVU with Rafael. Of course everyman in the unit was drooling over this girl.

“And who is this Barba?” He smirked, and introduced her as Lillian Gomez, his new assistant of course he had to check to make sure you were paying attention to the scene. You just looked straight ahead at your computer, trying your best to focus on the work you had. Something in you just wanted to rip Barba apart, how could he? Three years and now he comes in drooling over his assistant for you to see? How cold is that?

Weeks had passed, you were slowly dying on the inside. Why did his assistant have to be everywhere? You sat in the courtroom ready to get this hearing over with and praying that this perp would be behind bars. Carisi made his way over to you.

“Hey! How are ya?” You looked at him, arms crossed and rolled your eyes.

“Sonny, I’m ready to flip my fuckin’ lid! Why does he have to bring here everywhere? I mean everywhere! I’m surprised when I go to the restroom she’s not fuckin standing there behind me!” You whispered, Sonny laughed.

“I know your hurt,” He put his arm around you, “Have you talked to him? At all?”

“Nope. He hasn’t talked to me.” Sonny rolled his eyes.

“Look you can’t be that way, what are ya in highschool?” You scoffed.

“No! Why would I beg him to talk to me?” Sonny rolled his eyes, once again. You looked up to see a harsh, cold stare from Barba. Once he noticed you he turned to take his seat.

“Did you see that? He just cut through me using his eyes.” Sonny laughed and grabbed your hand.

“Look, you can do one of two things. One, tell Barba how you feel! You guys broke up cause what? Work, stress all that good stuff? Okay, talk to each other like adults. Two, keep watching him with that random lady and probably a lot more random ladies and suffer.” He paused, looking like he was trying to think of something to add. “Oh! You do have a third option, get under someone!” You slapped him lightly, you chuckled but quickly became serious when the judge stepped in. 

The trial finally ended at 6:42PM. Guilty on all charges, 25 to life, no chance of parole. This was a tough case for SVU, and Barba. Fin of course had the idea of going out for drinks at the local bar. You sighed, getting ready to walk away but you were stopped by Sonny.

“Where are you going?” 

“Home.” You smiled, getting ready to turn again.

“No, you are going to come to this bar. You were a big part of why this sick bastard got convicted.” You smiled and blushed.

“Well, you do have a point. I’ll go on one condition. Don’t let me do anything stupid. Like don’t let me get drunk.” Sonny threw a thumbs up.

“I’m your guy! I got your back and you know it!” 

Well, after six shots Sonny should watch no one. He half way lived up to his promise, but you were on your third drink so who knows? You may catch up with him in a bit. You sighed deeply, checking the time on your cell phone, no texts, no calls, go figure. Rollins came over to you as you slowly stirred your drink, occasionally looking up to see Barba and Lillian. Rollins scooted close to you.

“You know, I can baby sit Carisi if you want to bounce.” You turned your head quickly.

“How do y-” She smiled, taking a sip of beer and then cut you off.

“I had to do the same thing you are once, Nick Amaro. I had to watch him drool over his ex wife, wife, baby mama whatever you wanna call her. Sucked the life out of me, it was a real low blow, especially when he knew how I felt. I can understand you not wanting to see that.” You looked back to Barba, his hand on Lillians leg. Amanda was right, you couldn’t take that. You thanked her and paid for your drinks. You darted out of the bar, past Barba and Lillian, slamming the door shut. You sat down on the hard sidewalk and decided you needed a cigarette. You lit up and leaned your head back onto the brick wall. No sooner than you did this, you heard the bar door open. You couldn’t bring yourself to look, you didn’t want eye contact with anyone from work now. 

“Really? When did you start smoking again?” You heard Rafael say. You turned your head, blowing the smoke near him.

“When did you start to give a fuck? Mhm. Finally get your hands and mouth free for a minute instead of all over that woman!” You shouted, pissed off, hurt, all of it would be out tonight. You threw the butt on the ground and stomped on it to make sure it was out.

“You know what? I don’t give a shit. Go, go be with her! I can’t even think about another man, but you’re out here able to stick your tongue down the first girls throat! Did you really care? Did you really hurt when we broke up, or was that some kind of act?” Barba walked closer to you, grabbing your hands and holding them tightly.

“I can’t listen to her talk without hearing your voice.” He whispered. You felt less tense.

“What?” You asked, hot tears flowing down your cheeks from anger.

“I can’t listen to her without hearing your voice. You’re all I think about, even when I’m with her, I think of you. I want you, I was happy with you. Right now I’m just here. With you I was living.” He grabbed you and embraced you tightly.

“I love you (Y/F/N). I want you back, I want us.” You smiled into his shoulder, trying not to cry on his suit.

“I love you Raf.” He kissed you softly on the lips.

“So, you’re my girlfriend again?” 

“Not that easy, you have to take me to my favorite restaurant, then we’ll talk.” He smirked, grabbing your hand tightly.

“Well what are we waiting for?”

Pairing: Mike Dodds x Reader

Summary: I requested this a while ago and I’m not sure if you never got around to it or just never received it? it’s okay if you didn’t, so here it is: Could I request a Mike Dodds imagine for your wedding & it’s obviously huge because he’s the chief’s son and police royalty (and reader’s dad is chief Dodds’ Lieutenant) and it’s a really incredible ceremony, and then there’s the wedding night sex later on on the honeymoon? (: thank you

I just want to apologize for how long it took me to write this!! I saw this request and thought I had one in my drafts but I didn’t! I hope this is everything you wanted to read!

Today was the day that everyone had been waiting for. No ones excitement could beat yours. After five long years of ups and downs, nearly losing Mike, all the craziness in between it was here. Today you would be marrying the love of your life Mike Dodds. The wedding would be held in one of the biggest churches Manhattan had, of course you had never imagined having such a large wedding. When you were just a child, you imagined your wedding would be small, only close friends and family. However, William Dodds had other plans. He paid for the wedding, the church, the food, the flowers and even your dress. William loved you and couldn’t imagined his son marrying any other woman. 

You looked in the mirror, still in disbelief at the dress you had on. It was the perfect dress, the veil went along with it perfectly. You took a deep breath and smiled, today you would officially become Mrs. Dodds. You heard a knock at the door, your mother came in. She immediately felt tears flow down her face.

“You look beautiful honey. I’m so proud of you. Mike is an amazing man, you deserve everything and more. Come on, your father is waiting on you.” You were mentally preparing yourself to see your father. You knew as soon as he would saw you, he wouldn’t be able to contain his emotion. Giving his only child away. Once he saw you turn the corner, his tears flowed. 

“You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe I’m giving you away.” He said, wiping his tears on the tissue he had stashed in his pocket for this moment. 

“Dad, you know I’m not leaving forever right? We only live forty minutes away.” He smiled.

“I know baby, you will understand one day the love me and your mother have for you.”

“I already do dad.” He smiled, hugging you tight and kissing your head.

He took your arm, walking you down the isle. Everyone stood, some people you didn’t even know. You saw your family and friends, some of Mikes coworkers, and his family that you knew of. When Mike saw you, he immediately began to feel overwhelmed. The beautiful woman he had always dreamed of marrying was infront of him. He couldn’t hold his tears back. You looked incredibly stunning. You finally reached the end of the isle, your father giving you a quick kiss on the cheek.

“And who gives this bride away?” 

“I do, her father.” You hugged him tightly and whispered an ‘I love you’ before stepping infront of Mike. He wiped his tears away quickly and mouthed a wow to you.

“Ladies and gentleman, we are gathered here today to celebrate the love between these two, Mike Dodds and (Y/F/N). Before we begin the two would like to read their vows. Mike, would like to go first.” He didn’t even need a piece of paper to write his on, he knew exactly what he wanted to say.

“(Y/N), I love you. I knew I loved you from the moment I saw you in that coffee shop. Wild hair from a 20 hour shift at the hospital, colorful scrubs, you looked so tired but you were still so beautiful. I never thought one day we would be here. You have made my life worthwhile. You deal with my nonsense, the late nights at work, the people trying to kill me. You’ve been there for me through all of the good times, the bad times and the scary times. Not many people would deal with their lover out on the front lines of horrors, they wouldn’t deal with the PTSD that comes from this job, they wouldn’t put up with the nightmares, but you do. You do all of these things for me, things I never thought I deserved. So I want to end this with thank you. I may slip sometimes but I will never stop trying to give you the life you deserve. I love you.” You knew your mascara was running everywhere now, but you didn’t care. The love of your life poured his heart and soul out to you infront of God and everyone. It was worth the future picture with runny makeup.

“Mike, I don’t know how I can top that one.” You said, sniffling and trying to pull yourself back together. “You are my best friend, my soul mate, no one in this world could give me the feeling you do. Life with you is amazing, I feel like I’m dreaming most days because there’s no way no woman snatched you up already. Thank you, you make me feel warm and safe. I have break down after break down when I come home from work. Sometimes, we may take that pain and frustration of our difficult but needed jobs out on each other but at the end of the day we know how to forgive and forget. We know how to talk about anything and everything. You are the other half of me I needed, now that you’re here I feel whole. You’re everything I needed and wanted. I can’t wait to see where life takes us.” Now, Mike was the one in tears, again. 

The pastor recited the classic wedding sayings, you couldn’t help but continue thanking God that you had found someone who loves you more than anyone ever could.

“Mrs (Y/L/N) do you take Mike Dodds to be your husband?”

“I do.”

“Mike Dodds do you take (Y/N) to be your wife?”

“You know it. I do.”

“You may now kiss the bride.” Mike laid his lips on yours, you had never felt this before. Each kiss the two of you had was special. The first was a nervous peck, which you cherished. Each kiss after a long day at work, the kiss you shared when he was shot and lived and now this one could be added to the list.

As the night winded down, you began ready to leave. Of course you loved seeing everyone have such a good time together, but you were ready to be with Mike, alone. Begin the much needed week and a half honeymoon in the Bahamas. The DJ finally announced that you two were leaving. Everyone cheered and clapped as you two walked down the stairs, hand in hand, husband and wife, finally. Once you were in the car Mike looked at you, so much love in his eyes.

“I’m so glad you’re officially my wife. Now, lets get this honeymoon started.” He said, kissing you on the lips and driving back to the house to get your luggage, As soon as you two walked in the door, Mike swept you off  your feet, leading you to the bedroom. Covered in roses and pictures of you two. 

“Mike, you didn’t have to do this.” You whispered, he laid you down on the bed, kissing your neck softly, then your lips.

“I know, but I’d do anything for you.” You grabbed him and forced his lips back onto yours. He quickly unzipped your dress, both of you struggling to get it off. When it was finally thrown in the floor, his suit followed after. You laid him back and stripped off the panties you had on. When you were both fully naked, you grabbed his cock and placed it in your mouth,

“Fuck.” He moaned, making you even hotter. After a few pumps in your mouth, he wanted more. He removed your mouth from his cock and stood up, bending you over the bed and shoving himself in you. He tightly grabbed your hips, beginning to pump himself in and out of you.

“Mike, oh my god.” He reach his hand into your hair, tanging it into his fingers.

“You like that? Just think, you get this for the rest of your life.” You smiled and moaned loudly. He turned you back on your back. Thrusting himself into you, rubbing his fingers on your clit, you let out a moan that made him crazy. He wrapped his hand around your neck, not too hard and not too gentle, just how you liked it. He began to pump faster.

“Mike, I-” You couldn’t even finish your sentence, you were in too much pleasure.

“Cum all over me baby, I want to do it together.” This done the trick for you, as you sent your nails flying down Mike’s back, he began to cum as well. He laid back, sweating and heavily breathing along with you.

“Wow, sex number one as a married couple, awesome.” You laughed and high fived him.

“Just think, we can have sex with the ocean breeze coming in on us just in a few hours.” Mike wrapped you tightly in his arms, kissing you on the forehead.

“Best decision I ever made, was marrying you.”

Pairing: Mike Dodds x Reader

Summary:Mike Dodds runs across an old girlfriend in a way he’d never thought was possible.

!TRIGGER WARNINGS!: Drug addicted reader, violence against the reader, drug abuse/addiction, prostitution

Ok I loved writing this, there will be more parts to it btw!!

“What do we got Liv?” Mike asked, adjusting his jacket to the cold winter air. Liv sighed and shook her head.

“Another call girl, she’s not dead thank god. I think he just scared her good. She was tough and got away from him, only problem is that she was higher than a kite on coke. She’s come down now so we can talk to her. I really think we’re dealing with a serial rapist Dodds.” Mike shook his head.

“Liv, why do people chose this life?” Liv put her arm around Mike.

“Mike, I don’t think a lot of them do. I think life deals them a bad hand and this is the best way they know how to handle it. The prostitution gives them a job, money, the money goes for the drugs to make them forget the pain they face. Let’s start off with seeing if she has a pimp, then get the details.” Mike sighed, took a deep breath and followed Liv. His dad didn’t have high opinions on women like this, but Mike did. He wishes he could save them all, but many have been scared into silence. The two finally reached the ambulance, the victim was sitting in the back, head in knees, covered in a blanket to prevent her from freezing in her skimpy work clothes. Liv sat down beside her, placing an arm around her.

“Hey sweetie. My name is Olivia Benson I’m with the special victims unit, can you tell me your name?” The victim didn’t look up, only mumbled her name. 

“(Y/F/N)? Is that right?” Olivia said, repeating what she had heard. Mike’s heart sank to his stomach, recalling that name and all the memories attached to it. 

“(Y/N)?” He said, knowing fully well he shouldn’t have. She looked up, tears filling her eyes. 

“Mike? What? Why are you here?” Her voice sounded angry, but truly she was ashamed. Someone she had loved so deeply the one to see her in this desperate state she was in. 

“It’s okay. You’re going to be okay.” Olivia continued to ignore what had just happened and keep her questions going. Dodd’s mind traveled back to every  memory the two had, good or bad. Mike had met (Y/N) when she had moved down the street from him and his family. His mother and hers became very close friends, causing them to become friends, which led to much more. The two had been together since 18 years old and finally ended the long relationship at the age of 25. That was 5 years ago, (Y/N) decided to move away to Maine. Mike wanted to stay near his father so the two decided it was best to split. After he had been zoned out, he heard Liv calling him.

“Yeah Liv?” She gave him a look, he straightened up.

“She wants to talk, just you two. Remember, you’re an officer of the law now.” Liv said, leaving the two alone. 

“So,” She began slowly, “Cop now huh?” Dodds smirked, trying to think of what to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything Mike. I’ve fucked up my whole life. Every bit of it.” She said, hanging her head down, trying to keep the tears from falling.

“I just don’t get it. You went to Maine, how did you get back here?” She finally let the tears fall, making her $2 mascara run even worse.

“I lost my job in Maine, because I got hooked on drugs. It started out with a nerve pill my coworker gave me, just one fucking Xanax. One fucking pill ruined me. It just went on from there, one became two, two became five. Five became meth, meth became coke. Finally I decided to come back here, I had to fuck my way here, do you know how sick some of these taxi and truck drivers are?” She smiled a broken smile, but continued her story. “I finally got back to mom and dads house. I told them everything that had happened, they slammed the door in my face and left me in the freezing rain. I never thought in a million years they would be the ones who turned their backs on me. I mean aren’t parents supposed to give you that unconditional love and all that bull shit? Not mine. Anyways, that was three months ago. Here I am, selling myself on the streets, sleeping in hotel rooms with random men just so I don’t have to sleep on a bench or concrete slab. I hate it Mike. I hate it so much. This isn’t the life I ever wanted to have. My whole life I thought people chose to live this way, but now that it’s me, I know that’s not true. I know that no one would want to walk down the street in stained lingerie, find some nasty ass man who needs to get his rocks off with you and praying you can get ahold of your dealer after at 3AM because you have to take the edge off from sleeping with a random creep.” She threw her face into her hands, tears flowing faster than they ever had before, a tear even came out of Mikes eye. How could someone who had it all become so broken? Someone Mike loved so dearly and always did love had became so broken, he just wanted to put all the pieces back together, but even scattered he still admired her strength. There aren’t too many people who would spill that hurt and pain so easily.

“Why didn’t you call me?” Mike asked, heartbroken. “You know I would have came. You know I would have let you crash with me.” (Y/N) chuckled, pulling a cigarette out of her bra and lighting it up. He noticed the bruises and cuts even more now that the small flame of the lighter illuminated her face. Bruises on her cheeks, cut on her lips, bags under the eyes, hollowing cheek bones. 

“Mike, I figure you have a life now. A trophy wife and maybe a few kids, why would I? I figured after my parents, you’d take one look at me and tell me to hit the road.”

“No wife, no kids. Nothing.” Mike smiled, wrapping her hand into his. “(Y/N), I will do everything I can to find the man who did this, I will do everything to help you. I promise you that.” He wanted to kiss her, she was still the kind, angelic girl that he had fell in love with. 

“Dodds! We got to go, she needs to get a rape kit done.” Liv said, she gave (Y/N) a card with her name, as Liv turned around Dodds handed her a card as well. 

“Call me as soon as your done at the hospital. I’ll come get you.” He said, slipping the card into her cold, bruised hands. Once they were out of ear shot from her, Liv began the speech.

“Dodds you kn-” He cut her off.

“I know Liv. Take myself off the case, stay away as far as I can from this. No contact. I know the drill, I’ve seen you give this speech too many times. She is my ex, I dated her for a long time, almost proposed to her.” Liv smiled, placing a hand on Dodd’s shoulder. 

“I know how it is wanting to help someone you care about. Cassidy was mine, Rollins has her sister, Fin’s brother. I wish we could touch these cases but we can’t. I just can’t tell if it would make it easier or harder for us.” She smiled, her phone rang around this time. “Meet me in the cruiser and we’ll head back. This is Lucy.” He watched Olivia walk away, turning around to watch the ambulance pull out.

“I’ll let you know if its easier or harder on us Liv,” He whispered, making sure his phone was on full blast for when he got the call from (Y/N).

Pairing: Sonny Carisi x Reader

Summary: Reader is getting ready for her wedding day, when she realizes she’s only marrying someone to suit her brother and father, Not the person who truly knows her soul.

ps sorry if this sucks i’m a lil rusty AND there will probs be a part two to this

You looked in the mirror, as your father William Dodds placed your grandmothers diamond necklace around your neck. He teared up at the sight of you, beautiful wedding gown, your mothers veil and his mothers necklace. He couldn’t help but let tears run down his face.

“Dad, save the water works. You’ll have to cry when you walk me down the isle.”  He smiled and hugged you tightly. “I’ll let you finish getting ready. You look so beautiful honey.” You sighed as he walked out the door, flopping into the nearest chair possible. Finally, some piece and quiet. Who knew getting married would be so loud and busy? You looked at the ring on your hand, given to you by longtime boyfriend Matt Gomez. He was everything your father had wanted, top of his class in college, ivy league, lawyer for big pharmacies. Outstanding man, your father loved him.

Your father loved him and so did Mike, but did you? On days, he was an incredible guy, but not for you. They always say make yourself happy first then worry about others, but what you had done here was please your family members, not yourself. If it was up to you, this would not be the man you would spend your life with. After a minute of quiet you knew someone was bound to bust in, but it was not who you expected/

“Sonny?” You questioned, surprised to see him after he said he wouldn’t be within a thousand miles of your wedding.

“Just listen to me. For once, please listen,” He struggled with the cracks in his voice. “I love you. Okay? I do, I love you so much (Y/N). You love me too, that’s why I can’t understand why you’re marrying this douche! Well, I do understand, he’s who your dad and brother want you with, not who you really love.” You stood in awe at everything he had said. 

“Sonn-”

“Just let me finish and I’ll leave.” He shook his head, holding back tears, “I can’t keep how I feel for you a secret anymore. I can’t keep hurting myself just to keep everyone else at bay. You’re making a mistake, you should be marrying me. Not Matt, not in a million years should you be marrying him. He’s nothing like you. I am. We work on cases together, we get them solved, we go get coffee. Yours with extra ice and two shots of expresso so you can get a few more hours of day light. We’re a team, I notice the way you tap your pen on your chin three times and then switch to the table when you’re puzzled on something. I notice how you put the papers in the copy machine, only a few in a stack at a time. There’s so many things I love about you, so many things I notice. Does Matt notice those things?” You wondered, what did he notice about you? You began to wonder, but stopped yourself.

“Sonny, why wait till today? Why today of all fucking days would you tell me this?” He sat down on the near by bed in your dressing room. 

“Cause, I thought the feeling would leave. I always wanted it to because I know your family hates me and would never want us to be together. I just couldn’t hold this in anymore. I love you, please don’t marry him.” Sonny begged, you were furious with him, at everything, timing, the world, all of it.

“Just go.” You mumbled, trying to hold back the tears.

‘What?” He asked, confused.

“Go!” You shouted at Sonny, “You can’t just come in here and do this to me and expected me to drop everything. Just go Sonny.” He hung his head down, but listened to what you wanted. He walked out quietly. You threw yourself back on the bed, letting any tears that had welled up out. You didn’t even care that you were ruining a $583 makeup look. The world was too heavy right now. There was so much to get off your chest. You walked outside, hoping you didn’t run into anyone on the way. You looked at the beautiful sunset, the people gathered in the yard, ready for you to walk down the isle. Just when you were lost in thought, you received a text from Sonny.

“I know you’re out there, we’re meant to be..”He texted your favorite song by Sam Smith. Still hoping to change your mind. Sonny was the only one you could imagine being at the end of the isle. You closed out your messages, sighing. You knew what had to be done and it was going to get done. 

Ice-T, 1992.