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REBLOG IF YOU ARE HELLA BORED AND WOULDN’T MIND SOME CURIOUS ANONS.

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They are soo perfect!!!

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RAUL AND MARISKA SINGING!

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“Nationwide Manhunt” Deleted Prison Scene

That nonononnooono, ugh, why Raul, why

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Oh my God 😍😍😍 he is perfect

🎶  Haaaaair that’s a fright  🎶

One of those moments when Raúl’s voice kills me. ♥

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I mean come on!! 😍😍💕🔥

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I could definitely see Barba doing this!!! 😍💕

Imagine Rafael making you a romantic dinner despite his hatred for that type of food. 

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Warning: Fluff

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Imagine being in a polyamorous relationship with Sonny and Rafael.

Requested by anon. 

Warning: Polyamorous relationship, rivalry, sexy; Rafael, sexy; Sonny, slightly sexual

Polyamorous: The state of having multiple sexually or romantically committed relationships at the same time, with the consent of all partners involved.

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Prompt List Update!

My goal is to get these done before the week is out. Phew.

TO DO:

Barba - 2, 11

Sonny - 2, 6, 10

Mike - 6

Amaro - 1, 3

Completed prompts:

Barba - 1, 4, 10, 14, 18, 22, 24, 25, 27

Sonny - 5, 14, 18, 22, 26, 27

Amaro - 4, 9

Dodds - 1, 5, 14

Chief Dodds - 18

He always looks great.

I want some time.

Is it necessary?

Don’t question it.

Are you done yet?

I have no free will.

I feel I might die.

The green man laughed.

We’ll need blood.

I’m not doing that!

Call me out on my mistakes.

I’m very hospitable.

It could get ugly.

You should make a wish.

Let’s play forever.

Future doesn’t matter.

You have to appreciate that.

We haven’t done that in a long time.

We know nothing about them.

We’ll find another.

Who has this one?

I’ll say it once only.

It’s your every nightmare.

Was it a bet?

Who’ll save me?

I could win.

Can we rescue them?

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She had become accustomed to being lonely. She was used to walking alone and to being considered different. She did not suffer too much.

Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (via theliteraryjournals)

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Send numbers!!

Ask me something, drop a number, whatever... I`m bored as hell... -.-

100 Random Questions:

1. Height: 2. Virgin? 3. Shoe size? 4. Sexual Orientation: 5. Do you smoke? 6. Do you drink? 7. Do you take drugs? 8. Age you get mistaken for? 9. Any tattoos? 10. Want any tattoos? 11. Any piercings? 12. Want any piercings? 13. Best friend? 14. Relationship status: 15. Biggest turn ons? 16. Biggest turn offs? 17. Favorite movie? 18. Someone you miss? 19. What I hate most about myself: 20. What I like most about myself: 21. My relationship with my parents: 22. My relationship with my sibling(s): 23. My biggest pet peeves: 24. What my last text message said? 25. Last thing I ate? 26. Ten facts about myself: 27. Favorite animal? 28. Where I would like to live: 29. Favorite ice cream? 30. Celebrity I would love to meet and why? 31. My insecurities: 32. What I find attractive in Men/Women? 33. Favorite quote: 34. Age: 35. Top ten tv shows: 36. Top five favorite tumblr blogs: 37. What I want to be when I grow up: 38. A book or film that changed my life: 39. Five bands that I like: 40. Three things I think about the most: 41. Five things I want to do before I die: 42. Favorite book? 43. Favorite color? 44. Last person you hugged? 45. Addiction: 46. Hobbies: 47. Favorite band? 48. Favorite singer? 49. Zodiac sign: 50. eye color: 51. hair color: 52. Birthday? 53. Where were you three hours ago? 54. One food you hate: 55. Biggest fear? 56. How many followers do you have? 57. Five people you find attractive: 58. Top song played on your ipod? 59. If you went back in time what would you change? 60. Have any pets? 61. Favorite subject in school? 62. How is school? 63. Lucky number? 64. Your name: 65. Favorite body feature? 66. Favorite flower? 67. Cats or dogs? 68. Boats or trains? 69. People or animals? 71. Favorite holiday? 72. Favorite season? 73. Favorite candy? 74. Ten likes and ten dislikes: 75. Self harmed? 76. Worst mistake? 77. Last time you cried? 78. Any scars? 79. Best day of your life? 80. Special talents: 81. Watch the movie or read the book? 82. Obsession: 83. Kiss or hug? 84. Ever dated someone? 85. Do you love someone? 86. Nicknames people call you: 87. Favorite sport? 88. Suicidal thoughts? 89. If today was your last day on earth how would you spend it? 90. Something I would like to change about myself: 91. Worst thing I’ve lied about: 92. Best thing I’ve lied about: 93. Favorite cuss word? 94. One of my bad habits: 95. Favorite childhood toy? 96. Story of my first kiss? 97. Favorite celebrity? 98. What I’m doing tomorrow: 99. Favorite disney movie? 100. If you could be any animal what would it be?

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Look who just pop on my tv 😍😍😍👅

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This is just to good to pass!! 😍😍💕

Remember how I wrote this and it was disgustingly sweet? Alright, well now there’s more. So here’s the lovely reader’s POV

AND there will be a fluffy smut imagine to follow shortly. Because I again took up too much space writing background fluff as I tried to fulfill a request. 

You had liked him instantly. This strange man with the cane who frequented the bookshop where you worked. He’d come in one evening, browsing casually before selecting a book on Roman history. You felt drawn, your eyes following him around the store, your curiosity burning over why a man so young walked with a limp and a cane.

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Chilton, bringing you flowers?! Yesss, please!! 👅💕😍😍

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This is not fair!! He looks waayyy Hot

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Compay, no te equivoques conmigo!! Ohh what a beautiful language

Barba and Amaro in October Surprise

“Compaye. No te equivoques conmigo.”

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It took about 0.2 seconds of these photos being released for this request to show up in my box (you pervs work fast) and I was all //gasp! I know the perfect request to combine this with and ta da! One super silver fox papi, coming right up!

Extra points to the first requester for splooshing. 

What about an imagine where rafael starts freaking out over his graying hair and reader assures him that it’s fine. He doesn’t believe her and then she admits his silver fox status is actually super hot and cue smut (side note: how amazing does Raul look in those new pictures, if you’ll allow me to borrow from Pam Poovey, *sploosh*).

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Oh my god you should totally do some type of imagine about Rafael and the age gap between him and his gf (if you have time/feel like it)! Love your blog btw!

It had been a long eight months. The phone calls and texts had helped but your hotel had spotty wifi at best and it had been too long since you had last seen his face. Stepping off the plane, you were grateful to be back home, although less grateful for the chill in the air. Your body was going to have to readjust to a New York winter after the blistering heat of Thailand.

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prompt barba hasn't gotten laid in months and it's really starting to take a toll. You work @ svu, and argue with him a lot. You come over to his house to drop off something because he demanded you do, you call him out for being a huge ass and he snaps. (In the best way possible!) [bonus points for detailing his sexual frustrations]

Phew! Sorry this took a while Nonny. I’m really hoping that I’m satisfying people’s requests. 

Rafael tapped his fingers on the table in his kitchen as he waited impatiently for you to arrive with the files on the Madison case. He’d called you thirty minutes ago, what could possibly be taking so long.

His mind thought of you, your hair, your bright eyes and the cute way you crinkled your nose when you laughed. He thought about your shy personality, how you’d challenge him but quietly. But you still challenged him. He truly liked that about you.He thought of your legs and ass, your perfect tits and…he couldn’t believe he had just thought that. He needed to get laid. It had been months now, between the death threats he’d been receiving and his new load of cases, he hasn’t even been able to sneeze in the direction of a female. Masturbating had become less relief and more of a chore, so he’d just been focusing on work lately.The knock on the door made him finally stand, hurrying to check that it was you before swinging the door open and gesturing for you to enter.“It’s about time, what took so long?” He snapped, grabbing the files and flipping through them.“How about a simple you’re welcome.” you scowled at him.“Thank you, but it should have been here thirty minutes ago.”You were livid now, “okay, hold up. Counselor, I was on a date when you texted me. Sure it was a bad date, but it was still a date. And I had to leave that date because Assistant Douchebag Attorney Rafael Barba just had to have the files right then.” You poked him in the chest glaring. “Do you have any idea how shitty it is getting dates on my schedule? And then you get mad at me for not ditching him faster?”Rafael was stunned at your fury, when had you become such a spitfire?“I…I needed this case detective.”“Don’t you ‘detective’ me. This is the third time you’ve called me for a file and the third time it’s been during a date. Are you planning to make sure I die sexless or is that just an extra perk for you? Fuck! I can’t believe I was ever interested in you!”He perked up when he heard that but only for a second before the barrage of yelling continued.He rubbed his temples, “will you stop talking already?”You glared, “excuse me?”In one fast movement, he was pressing you against the door and kissing you roughly.“Stop talking, fuck.” He started to kiss down your neck, sliding a hand up the cute dress you had on from your date.You just stayed still at first, glaring at him, once you’d regained use of your motor functions, you pushed him off. He looked at you startled. Maybe he was wrong and you hadn’t wanted this too.He was wrong again, you tugged him by his suspenders, pushing him back on the couch and climbing into his lap, kissing him again.“About time counselor.” You growled against his lips as you start to take off his shirt.Rafael groans as you kiss down his chest, making your way to his pants before ripping his belt out in one swift motion. He watched you, eyes filled with hunger.“Fuck (Y/N).”“That’s the idea counselor.”You pull his cock out of his trousers, stroking it a few times before taking the head into your mouth. He nearly fell apart. He groaned bucking up into your mouth and making you gag a bit. You immediately pulled off glaring at him.

“You want this or not?” You snapped.

He nodded, “yes, sorry! Fuck, lo siento. Just keep going.”

You could really start to like watching Rafael Barba beg for things. You take him back into your mouth, licking and swirling your tongue around the head before sinking down as far as you can go.

Rafael moaned, threading his fingers in your hair and pleading with you to keep going.

Apparently it really had been a long time, in less than five minutes he was coming hard down your throat, watching you hungrily swallow every drop. You finally pulled off, wiping your mouth like a lady and grinning.

“This is the part where you return the favor,” you smirked, prompting him into action. He didn’t need to be told twice, tucking himself back away and sliding off the couch onto his knees in front of you. He spread your legs and moved his head beneath your dress to find that you were most definitely not wearing panties.

“Planning for a good date tonight?” He teased.

“Actually, I took them off on the way over to you.” You winked at him and watched his eyes darken in lust as he moved his head back under your dress and started eating you out like a starved man. His lips pressed soft kisses to your slit, letting his tongue flick out against your clit and even occasionally slide into your entrance just to tease you.

When you were close and he was hard again, he pulled off, crawling between your legs and looking down at you. “We good?”

You giggled nodding, “will you just shut up and get inside of me?”

He grinned, lining himself up and slowly easing into you. Fuck, it had been so long. This felt amazing.

“You’re so tight,” he growled in your ear.

“You aren’t the only one who was suffering from career-inflicted abstinence.”

He started up a nice rhythm, pushing into you fast but not too fast as he stroked his hands over your body. He loved the feel of your body.

“Raf,” his named fell from your lips like a prayer and he loved that too.

“Shhh, I got you,” he grinned, sliding his hand to your clit and starting to rub slow circles as he thrust into you. “Thought about this before,” he admitted bashfully.

“Me too, every time I touched myself.” He hadn’t expected that response, the thought of you touching yourself was so hot he nearly came right there.

“I’m getting really close Raf,” you warned, raking your nails down his back.

He kissed you hard, nodding and smiling at you. “Then come for me cariño.”

You arched your back, whimpering as you clenched yourself around him, body spamming at your mind-blowing orgasm. A few more thrusts and he was right behind you, spilling himself inside of you. He groaned, kissing your lips and smiling. “I’m sorry I was acting like an Assistant Douchebag Attorney,” he teased.

You couldn’t’ believe you had actually gone off on him like that, although now it was clear it had been worth it. “Sorry,” you mumbled.

“No, no whatever lead to this,” he gestured between your panting sweaty bodies, “is very welcome.”

“Welcome enough to do it again?” You scanned his face for a reaction.

“Not until I get to take you to dinner, maybe show you how a date should really go?”

You smiled nodding at him, “alright counselor.”

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