#－ RE : NICK AMARO.

[theex1t]

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[megalony]

I already ask you for a jim street fic but i did see you did write for nick amaro as well. Can i ask for a nick amaro fic? I startet reading svu fics again and i love nick. Maybe one where the Team except liv didnt know he has a family (maybe a baby girl, 1 Year old) and he forgot documents and goes back with his little baby and the Team see him. Maybe the girl is a little flirt . Thanks😁

Hello,

Thank you for sending this in I'm re-watching SVU and I'm in such a Nick mood at the moment. I'm hoping to write more for him soon if I get some more ideas.

I'm sorry this took me a while, but I hope you like what I came up with, let me know what you think. And I'd be happy to try any other Nick ideas you have.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

Little Flirt

[littleoddwriter]

Nick Amaro x Male!Reader | Headcanons

“So I've had this idea for a long time in my head where the male reader is a younger detective and had a little affair with Detective Nick Amaro where they were drinking in a bar and ended up sleeping together and the reader and Nick became very close and even lived together for a few months until Nick left him because he wanted to go back to his wife and they never saw each other again, until the day the male reader is transferred to SVU and Nick accepts the fact that he loves the male reader and wants him back when they are both assigned to be partners?”@themilkovichsucker

Hi there! I'm sorry for taking so long, but thank you for your patience. I hope you like what I've done with your request! <3

notes; Male!Reader; Unstable Relationship; Getting Back Together.

For a long time, you had admired Detective Nick Amaro from afar. You were still new to being a detective, but Nick has been a great inspiration for you. More than that, too. You had to admit to having a crush on him. Not exactly professional, you were aware of that, but you couldn't help your feelings.

One evening, your squad had gone out for a drink after a tough case you had finally solved. As the evening went on, more people left the bar to go home to their families or simply to get some rest. Eventually, only Nick and you were left.

Both of you had quite a bit to drink and so you could barely comprehend it when he was very clearly coming onto you. For far too long, this was exactly what you had fantasised about so many times. Sleeping with him was so much better in reality than your mind could have ever come up with.

Afterwards, Nick acted like nothing had happened for a short while. It hurt, but you weren't exactly surprised by it. But after it happened again, you asked Nick if he could at least give you a chance. Unless he really wanted nothing from you but the occasional one-night-stand. He agreed to give you that chance.

The months after that were like Heaven to you. Better than any dream you ever had. To others, you might have been moving too fast when you moved in together after only a couple of months, but nothing had felt more right to you.

Unfortunately, the honeymoon phase didn't last much longer, then. And soon, Nick left you to get back together with his ex-wife. You couldn't blame him. Of course it hurt; especially when he left not only you, but the district and the department.

It took several more years and a transfer to the Manhattan SVU for you to see Nick again. You didn't even know that he was going to be there when you asked for your transfer.

Anxiously, you expected Nick to treat you like a stranger or merely a colleague he had once worked with. But to your pleasant surprise, he did refer to you as a friend at least. He seemed happy to see you, making it easier for you to let your guard down.

A couple of months passed, until you and Nick actually sat down to talk about what had happened. He apologised for leaving you, despite having a feeling that it wouldn't work out with his wife. He explained that he had to try anyway, mostly for his daughter. You understood.

You spent a lot of time with him, both at work and outside of it, which only re-ignited your feelings for him tenfold, it seemed. At first you were worried about that. You didn't necessarily want to get hurt again. So, you didn't say anything.

It was Nick, who broke first. You two had dinner at his apartment and sat down on the couch to watch some TV and unwind afterwards. There, he confessed to you that a reason why his relationship with his wife had failed again was because he was in love with you. He had struggled to admit it to himself, but he felt ready now.

Thus, he asked if you would give him another chance. Of course you accepted. You had never stopped loving him. Not a day had passed where you didn't think about him, yearn for him, and hope for such a moment as this.

The kiss that followed was somehow even better than any of those you had shared before. It felt more genuine. Your heart fluttered with the knowledge that this was it. This was what you had longed for all this time.

[kayyybenson]

How You Met - SVU Gang

Olivia, Alex, and Amanda are mother AU because I personally would love to have one of them be my mother

Sonny Carisi:

    Ironically, you used to be a lawyer. You came from a rich family that always pushed you to do your best and moved from Boston to New York after secretly attending the police academy behind your parents' backs.

    I walked into the squad room, Liv had told me ahead of time that there were some changes but I wasn't expecting a whole new seating arrangement. "Y/N, I know you and Amanda work harmoniously together but we have a new guy so you're going to break him in." She gestured towards the man sitting across from my desk. I placed my stuff down and sat, ignoring him. I wasn't trying to be rude I just had a lot of paperwork to do

    "Nice to meet you, I'm Dominick Carisi Jr. but you can just call me Sonny." He stretched his long arm across the desk and I shook it.

    "Y/N L/N. I'm guessing you're my new partner, I'm happy to be working with you, Sonny."

Nick Amaro:

    You met him at the same time Amanda met him when he walked into the squad room with a full beard. Funny thing, you moved to New York long before Amanda, you were getting tired of Kim's shit. 

    "When are you going to stop bringing new people in?" Liv asked Cragen, it was almost like she wanted to be fired.

    "When you get over Elliot. Look at Y/N, she's recovering well." Cregen pointed at me.

    "I'm only doing well because Amanda is here. I'm telling you she can read my thoughts." I whispered the last part, earning a smack on the back of the head.

    "Well don't hate me for this, I'm partnering you with a Narcotics transfer, and Amanda, you'll be with Fin."

    "Jesus Christ, another one? Was Fin, not enough?" 

    "That was uncalled for." Fin jokingly glared as the elevator opened.

    "Oh wow," I mumbled when I saw my new partner I walked up to him and introduced myself. "I'm Y/N Rollins, you must be the narcotics transfer."

    "Is it that obvious?" I nodded and he chucked. "Nick Amaro,"

    "Careful Amaro, your new partner has a bad temper." Amanda chuckled when Nick turned to you shocked.

Rafael Barba:

    You were an elementary school teacher, first grade specifically. You met Rafael when one of your student's parents raped you for giving their kid a bad grade on a test. 

    "You know I'll never be able to return to my job after this, right?" I frowned and looked at the SVU captain.

    "Well, not at that school. But maybe another school would take you." The door opened and a man in a suit came in. 

    "Ms. L/N? I'm Rafael Barba, the ADA." 

    "Nice to meet you." I scooted away, scared he would touch me.

    "Now, I understand what happened to you, so let's win this. Yeah? Tell me what happened."

    "Well, I had requested for this parent to come in for a conference because his daughter was failing all her tests, he agreed and when he was in my classroom he pinned me against the wall and raped me, he kept saying 'no one fails my daughter, this is your fault'." 

    "Well, we got enough from the rape kit to arrest him, we just need a positive ID from you." I nodded, anything to but this perv away.

Olivia Benson:

    You were found in a pimp house that the squad infiltrated, and you were around 5 years old. Your mother pimped women out to "Give them better lives"

    "Everybody get down!" I heard a voice yell, and people started rushing in and pushing people down. I quickly ran to the corner of the room, trying to escape the chaos. A woman came up to me and crouched down to my height.

    "Hi sweetie, my name is Olivia, what's yours?"

    "Y-Y/N."

    "Nice to meet you Y/N. Don't worry, you're safe now." They brought me to a hospital to check me out, and once they were done they sat me in a room with toys, No one else was there though, it was just me, in a room, all alone. I decided to draw with some crayons. The door opened and the same women from before came in and sat across from me. "Hi Y/N, do you remember me?" 

    "Yeah, you're Olivia, you arrested my mommy." I continued working on my drawing.

    "Do you know why I arrested your mommy?" 

    "Because she sold women. I was next. She said I was going to a nice man named Josh."

    "Well, you're not anymore. What are you drawing?"

    "Me and Josh. Mommy had us meet, and said I had to be broken in."

    "Sweetie, did they make you do something you didn't want to do?" I rapidly nodded.

    "Something was shoved inside of me, I said it hurt and to stop, but they didn't."

Amanda Rollins:

Amanda adopted you in Georgia, after a case that involved your older sister. You were waiting in a room in the hospital for your 'new mother'

    "Hey honey, how are you holding up?" I recognized the woman, she asked me questions about my sister,

    "Good." I made one of my Barbies hit the other one.

    "Your doll says otherwise."

    "She's fine, just a bruise." I colored a purple mark on her forehead. "If she doesn't recover I'll have a nice burial for her."

    "....Okay... Let's go home, okay?" 

Alex Cabot:

    You were the daughter of a rapist, he would use you to lure women in, they would come to babysit you then he would pull them into the bedroom. You were a main witness in the trial, going against the person who gave you food and shelter.

    "Okay, are you sure you can do this?" Detective Benson rubbed my back, we were in the hallway, waiting for Detective Stabler to come to get me to testify.

    "Yeah-yeah totally." The door opened and we were motioned to come in. "No turning back now."

    "The people call Y/N Hewwitt to the stand." I took a deep breath and sat down, bad enough that I was testifying against my own father but the crowd staring at me just made it so much worse. "How old are you Miss Hewwitt?" The blonde ADA asked. I opened my mouth to answer but nothing came out, I could feel his eyes on me, and when I looked over he was giving me 'the look'

     "I-I uh,"

    "Answer the question Miss Hewwitt." The judge badgered.

    "I-" my chest got tight, "my-" tears blurred my vision, "10." I pushed out trying to calm myself.

    "Stop this madness, my daughter is clearly in distress." My father tried to trick everyone, oh how I wanted to see him get locked away.

    "The witness is dismissed."

    "No-" I wheezed out. "No-I-I saw it! He did it!" 

    "Miss Cabot, control your witness." The ADA came over to talk to me but when she touched me I broke even more.

    "Don't touch me! He would look for babysitters, tell them he had a 10-year-old daughter who needed to be looked after while he was at work, he would pretend to leave then come back and drag her into the bedroom. She would beg him to stop, he did that to at least 8 babysitters." There was a pause before my father jumped from his seat.

    "You little slut! I gave you a place to live and you ratted me out! You will die for this, just like your mother!" He was dragged out and I started sobbing the ADA held her arms out to me, I accepted this time and sobbed into her chest while she rubbed my back and promised I'd never have to do that again.

[burningtacozombie]

‘Hotel Cocaine’: Danny Pino To Headline MGM+ Crime Thriller Series

EXCLUSIVE: With Mayans M.C. coming to an end, star Danny Pino has lined up his next series role — the lead in Hotel Cocaine, MGM+’s upcoming crime thriller from creator Chris Brancato (Narcos).

Hotel Cocaine is the story of Roman Compte (Pino), a Cuban expatriate who fought against Fidel Castro in the Bay of Pigs invasion and re-made his life in Miami. He is general manager of the Mutiny Hotel, the glamorous epicenter of the Miami cocaine scene of late ‘70s and early ‘80s. The Mutiny Hotel was Casablanca on cocaine, a glitzy nightclub, restaurant, and hotel frequented by Florida businessmen and politicians, international narcos, CIA and FBI agents, models, sports stars, and musicians. At the center of it all was Compte, who was doing his best to keep it all going and fulfill his own American dream.

Brancato serves as executive producer and showrunner. Guillermo Navarro will direct the pilot episode and executive produce the series, with Michael Panes and Alfredo Barrios Jr. also serving as executive producers. The eight-episode series from MGM+ Studios, in partnership with MGM Television, will begin production in May in the Dominican Republic, and is slated to premiere in early 2024.

Pino, born and raised in Miami to Cuban parents, stars as organized crime boss Miguel Galindo in Mayans M.C., which is heading into its fifth and final season on FX. He made his episodic directorial debut in the drama’s fourth season. Pino, also known for his roles as police detective Nick Amaro on Law & Order: SVU and Detective Scotty Valens on Cold Case, recently completed the short film, Union de Reyes (Union of Kings), which he wrote, directed, produced and starred in. He is repped by CAA and manager Geordie Frey.

Hotel Cocaine will be distributed internationally by MGM.

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[villains-are-hot]

The SVU squad part 1

Fandoms: law and order order svu / encanto (in which the squad have gifts)

Eventual Parings: oc x John munch, oc x fin Tutuola, oc x Elliot stabler, oc x Nick Amaro, oc x Sonny carisi, oc x Rafael Barba, oc x Peter stone

Other characters appearing now or later in this series: Donald Cragen, Melinda Warner, George Hwang, Olivia benson, Mike Dodds and William Lewis.

Pervious captain: “open up your eyes Donald this flashlight holds the miricale given to our department”

Young Cargen: “how did we get a miricale”

Previous Captain: “long ago when I became a detective and first joined the precinct there was a rapist the worst New York has ever seen more victims than we could count. Despite many people working tirelessly we couldn’t catch him and one of my coworkers got killed. In our darkest moment we were given a miracle this flashlight became a magical device that would never turn off. It blessed detectives and Adas with gifts to help the citizens of this city. However after years some of them decided they were too old so they stepped down and gave up their gifts. Now I’m leaving it’s your turn to lead this precinct…—————————————-

Estrella held her breath as she walked up the stairs into the building where the 16th precinct is housed. Two years she spent as a uniform officer and now she was finally promoted to a junior detective. She stopped briefly to re-read her resume making sure it was written correctly before continuing on her way. When she saw the door reading special victims unit she gulped hesitating to open it. There had been many transfer requests to this particular department thoughts of ‘what if I’m not good enough?’ Ran threw her herd after all only the best of the best would be accepted.

After what seemed like forever she opened the door and walked in. The area seemed cramped but cosy including desks filled with papers and a investigation board. It didn’t seem like any of the detectives that worked here were in at the moment. Estrella noticed a bald man sitting in an office with the door closed this must be the captain. She knocked politely and he looked up motioning for her to enter.

“Are you Captain Cragen?” Estrella asked walking in?

“Yes and your are?” Cragen asked

“Officer…sorry junior detective Estrella Juliette GracÃa” she said handing over her resume with a nervous smile

“Please take a seat” Cragen said she did as told and waited for him to read it she tried to gauge his reaction by his facial expressions but he wasn’t giving much away. Finally he looked up “this says you have an iq of 146, you graduated high school at age 13, got a scholarship to Harvard where you earned both a doctorate in criminal justice and an SJD in law by age 18, you then served in the army for three years as a private where you saved the lives of two fellow soldiers, you were awarded the silver star for your bravery being one of only 10 women to get that medal, you then joined the police academy where you graduated top of your class and now you have been promoted to detective after being in uniform for only 2 years….am I missing anything?” He asked

“I don’t think so Captain?” Estrella said a little confused

“I’m sorry the position has already been filled..” Cragen started Estrella frowned at this she knew the competition was huge but she thought he would at least think about it before making a decision “But I’ve thought about it and your resume is exemplary I would be lucky to have you on my team, so I have decided to call detective beck and tell her I am going with someone else” he finished smiling at her and handing her resume back to her

“R..really? You mean I got the job?” Estrella said shocked but excited she struggled not to jump and down in her seat

“Welcome to the special victims unit detective” Cragen said shaking her hand

“I won’t let you down Captain Cragen, when do I start?” Estrella asked

“You start tomorrow officially, today i’d like you to get to know your coworkers and then tonight will be your gift ceremony” Cragen explained

“That is fine with me” Estrella said

“Good your new partner Elliot Stabler should be at the courthouse testifying, go meet him there” Cragen ordered

~~~~~~~~~

Estrella got out of the cab looking for this stabler man. Instead she was disgusted to see a man kissing what looked to her like a child.

“What is going on here?” Estrella asked trying to hide the slight anger in his voice

“Butt out she’s my girlfriend” the man shot back

“Your girlfriend? This is a child that makes her your victim” Estrella said frustrated

“She is 17” the man said

“Do you have proof? I’d?” Estrella asked the girl

“She isn’t showing you anything take a hike lady” the man said

“You have to be really stupid or really cocky to molset a child in public” Estrella said pushing him down on a car hood and putting his hands behind his back

“Let me go right now! Who do you think you are” the man yelled trying to fight her

“Hey el cabrón, i’m a detective just got promote and your under arrest under the New York penal code 130 sexual abuse of a minor” Estrella said turning the man around and handcuffing him.

“Please stop he’s my boyfriend, leave him alone” the girl pleaded

“There a problem here?” A man with short brown hair and blue eyes asked he had a detectives badge much like her own in his hand

“I caught this man molesting a minor” Estrella told pointing to the handcuffed guy who yelled at the detective to “get her off me”

“Tell her” the girl said

“It’s legal the girls 17” the detective explained

“Really the girl was telling the truth?” Estrella asked still confused she let the man out of the handcuffs

“Come on let’s go home” the girl said and the couple walked away hand in hand

“That’s not right even if she is legal that guy is like 30” Estrella said

“Tell me about it, but it’s what the court ordered” the detective agreed with her “what’s it to you anyway?”

“Are you detective Elliot Stabler?” Estrella asked

“Yeah” he answered

“Well that was an awkward introduction…I’m detective Estrella GarcÃa your new partner” she introduced herself

“Welcome to the world of grey” Elliot said clearly unhappy about the courts decision

“The captain said I should get to know my co workers so I guess there other others” Estrella says

“Yeah I’m meeting them for an after work drink at a bar down the street if you want to join us” Elliot offered

“I don’t really drink but sure id like to meet them” Estrella said they then headed to the bar she let her new partner lead the way since she was familiar with the place. When they walked in she realised there was a lot of police and lawyers drinking here. Elliot walked over to a table where two men were sitting one white man in his late 40s to early 50s wearing glasses and the other a black man in his early 40s his long curly hair in a ponytail. They looked familiar and Estrella got a serious feeling of deja vu but she shrugged it off.

“Guys this is my new partner Estrella GarcÃa” Elliot introduced sitting down at the table next to fin.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you both” Estrella said sitting at the remaking seat

“Hey I’m Odafin tutuola but I prefer just fin, this is my partner John Munch” fin said shaking her hand

“Welcome to the squad and a life of regret and suffering” John said jokingly while also shaking her hand. A waitress came to the table the guys ordered beers and Estrella got a fruity cocktail. While waiting for them to arrive the guys got into a work related conversation. Elliot was still upset about the 17 year old girl case.

Estrella sat deep in thought she realised the names Tutuola and Munch were familiar to her. Then it clicked there was a detective Munch that worked in Baltimore homicide and a detective Tutuola that worked in Manhattan narcotics they were pretty much the reason she became a cop but I couldn’t be them? Could it…

“Excuse me John did you ever work in Baltimore Homicide?” Estrella asked the table went silent

“Yes a life time ago, why?” John sighed obviously not wanting to discuss his old life. Estrellas eyes went wide so she was right about one of but what about the other. She turned to look at fin

“What about you Fin did you work in Narcotics here in New York?” Estrella asked

“Yeah how’d you know are you stalking us” Fin said raising an eye brow suspiciously

“No nothing like that…do either of you remember a case fifteen years ago where one of the biggest drug lords in America was arrested he also had many trafficked girls that he would use and pass around to his men. He and his gang was responsible for a long list of murders they operated mainly from Maryland and New York but he was living in the state of Pennsylvania. He had three kids and older son and two twins a boy and a girl. The mother of his children died under mysterious circumstances.” Estrella recounted

“Have you been studying our case notes? There’s not way you could know all that if you didn’t” John said

“No i didn’t” Estrella said

“A lot of those details weren’t released to the press theres no way you can not that stufd” Fin told her

“I can explain you know that scared little ten year old girl that had to testify and put her father in prison? I don’t like to bring it up much but that way me” Estrella admired both men looked her jaws hanging open in surprised even Elliot looked shocked and he hadn’t even worked that case.

“Nah no way that was you” Fin said

“Yes way” Estrella said

“I read about that case in the paper, sorry you went threw that” Elliot said the group then changed the subject and spent the rest of the hour eating, drinking their drinks and talking about the recent case of the 17 year old that looked like a little girl. Estrella listend with interest since she just joined she wasn’t up to speed on that case.

~~~~~~~~~

That night the big gift ceremony was going to take place. Politicians and police from other bureaus were in attendance as well as the current members of svu. Since the prescient was small but people still wanted to know what was going thousands gathered in Times Square watching a live feed of the event. Estrella smoothed over her suit and fixed her hair ready for the ceremony to begin. Music begun to play signaling that it was time for her to emerge from behind the door she nervously complied. This was it that thing they would make or break her if she got a gift she’d become a permenant member of the squad if not she’s soon be gone like Brian Cassidy and Monique Jefferies before her. People clamped for her as she walked. She was nervous and this resulted in her only talking about a step a minute. Every so slowly she mad her way to the glowing lockers.

The lockers were large probably big enough for a person to fit inside. Each one glowed with magic displaying the name of a person and a symbol showing what their gift was. Stabler had a dumbbell on his symbolizing his gift of super strength, Tutuola had a chameleon showing that his gift is shapeshifting and Munch had a speech bubble with words in different languages on in since he had the ability to speak, read and understand all languages fluently. A new locker had appeared next to the others out of thin air this one was blank but still had an aura of magic around it. Captain Cragen was standing. He had the magical flashlight in his hand

“Will you use your gift to honor our miracle? Will you serve this city and strengthen victims hope” Cragen asked

I nodded and placed my hands on the flashlight it felt warm and calming. I went up to the locker door and hesitantly reached out touching on the combination lock. A magical light moved over the door transforming it and my name appeared in gold glowing letters ‘Estrella GarcÃa’ underneath was a love heart. I felt lots of eyes on me waiting for me to do something revealing what my gift was. Nothing happened! Everyone waited not knowing what to do and after a while Cragen addressed the crowd

“We have a new gift I don’t know sure no one knows what it is yet but it’s a gift all the same” Cragen said i ran my hand along the door confused but happy at the same time. I was now an official member of the squad but my gift hadn’t manifested itself yet..I wonder what it could be?

[satashiiwrites]

For the WIP folder ask game, what's the Mafia AU?

thanks for the ask @scoobybuddie

So for reference, I’d previously used Danny Pino for Reyes Vidal personal headcanon pictures for writing in Mass Effect Andromeda fics. Danny Pino is mostly known for playing cops—ie Nick Amaro in SVU—and more recently Miguel Galindo in Mayans MC.

So cop Nick (above) vs Miguel (below)—note I really need to think of other names for Reyes’ uncles but you can see where I’m coming from by leaving them unchanged.

If I ever finish this fic, it’s going to be a messy time jump mess back and forth (because I’ve wanted to try that but not sure I can pull it off). I want it to be slightly told retrospectively and then also in medias res.

So, a messy draft emerges that’s half plot notes and half written scene. Cut for length here.

Scott is pulled to the local cop dive bar by his soon-to-be-former partner xxx.  He is plied with alcohol by many people from his precinct who’ve come to fete the new detective—Scott is getting his gold shield the next day and today was his last day on patrol. Scott is known some-what derogatorily (and he hates it) as the prince of organized crime—his father is the head of the organized crime unit and runs an elite task force. Scott has determined that he’s going to always make his own way and is obsessed with not being promoted based on nepotism. 

While Scott has been focused on his career, he hasn’t always been able to make close connections with his co-workers because of his family. But he’s excited to have earned his gold shield after solving a homicide. Somehow, he’s managed to get attached to one of the homicide squads by pure chance. 

Towards the end of the night, he’s bought a drink by a guy that can’t be a cop. He’s wearing too expensive of cologne and gives Scott the up and down look that screams interested.  The whiskey is also much more expensive than all the other drinks he’s been downing all night. The smooth purr of the man’s voice and way that he talks to Scott and he’s a goner. They spend hours talking—much after most of Scott’s coworkers have left and they close out the bar at 2am.  

Taking a chance, Scott asks Reyes to walk him home and then invites him in for a nightcap. One thing leads to another and Scott ends up curled around Reyes who seems stunned by Scott’s trust in him.

The next morning, Scott wakes to his alarm, warm and still wrapped in Reyes who is dead to the world. Scott reluctantly wakes Reyes, embarrassed that they just got in some heavy making out the night before before falling asleep in his bed. Reyes is adorably mussed but asks what Scott’s plans are for the night. 

Scott tells him that he has a family dinner to go to but does give Reyes his cell before seeing Reyes out the door. 

Cue frantic getting ready and in uniform for getting his detective’s shield only to be told to hurry up and wait when he gets to the ceremony.  It’s a group ceremony and he’s getting his shield with about ten other people—all of which are older than him and with more experience.  

There is an awkward moment during the ceremony when his father gives him his gold shield—Scott hadn’t know that his father was going to do that. He’s somewhat choked up about it but his dad ruins the moment after the ceremony when asking him what took so long. Scott is emotionally crushed at that comment but puts up a good front. Sara who also took the day off to celebrate her twin’s accomplishment plays peacekeeper.  There is an awkward family late lunch in a fancy restaurant that Scott’s always wanted to try but he barely touches his food—unable to taste anything. 

Scott’s new squad in homicide:

Partner and Sargent: Cora Harper

Lieutenant. Drack Nakmor

Other detectives: Liam and Vetra

Coroner: Lexi T’Perro

CSI tech: Suvi Anwar

Electronics assistance/mechanic: Gil Brodie

Reyes Vidal is the new blood that is running the show for his uncle. 

Reyes’s family/leadership structure:

Uncle Miguel is the boss—Known as El Padrino. 

Uncle Nick—Miguel’s twin. Not raised with Miguel. Became a police officer and works in the same city as Scott. Disavows all involvement with the family business but still tries to look out for Reyes. Is a homicide detective but for a smaller precinct. Competent at his job but has never been really promoted due to his family associations which are known by the police powers that be. 

Bain Massani—cartel associate. Was assigned to look out for Reyes. Is an enforcer for the cartel. Has his own code of honor and follows it. Is amused by Scott and calls him Reyes’ little duck.

Scene (warning for first draft)

Scott hadn’t stopped shaking—but he wished he could. 

The nurse with the kind smile had pushed him back into one of the hard plastic chairs that lined the waiting room and pressed a styrofoam cup of burnt, acidic coffee into his hands, encouraging him to drink it and settle. The two sips he’d managed to suck down had eaten at his throat, burning as the bitter coffee did little to soothe him. She’d said she’d be back when she had news or if the doctor was needing to speak to him before escaping to the nurses station at the far corner.

He just couldn’t stop the tremble in his hands that still had dried blood on them, under his nails and across the finger pads making them feel gritty with the dark brick red color fading into brown and making each crease n the skin stand starkly out. 

The waiting lounge was mostly deserted at this time of night, a housekeeper had even had him lift his legs so she could vacuum under them before working her way down the row of chairs covered in fabric that nobody in their right mind would have chosen any decade except maybe the 80s.  The hot pink faded to more dusty rose and the electric blue triangles and purple squares had also faded into just being tired. There was a small vending area in the corner where the soda machine hummed loudly—the only noise in the silence of the surgical waiting area at almost a quarter after midnight. 

He couldn’t stop replaying in his mind what had happened.  Hunching forward, he clutched at the cup of cooling coffee and tried not to hyperventilate. 

Reyes had been shot. 

Twice. 

And now he might not survive surgery. 

[sjweminem]

I'm so sorry you're going through this Dennis it's so tragic. Prayers.

love how i know this is re: Law And Order SVU Detective Nick Amaro and not my like. multiple sclerosis or major shoulder surgery

[pascalispretty]

I agree re: your eating out h/cs. I also think that Amaro thinks he's better at it that he is- not that he isn't good but he isn't godly unless you both know each other very well. I think Barba works very hard to upskill his skills once he realizes he's coming in third after *Amaro* of all people.

When it comes to giving anal/getting pegged, I think it goes Barba -> Sonny -> Nick. I actually don't think Nick is all that fired up about either of those things (a combo of masculinity hangups and my personal h/c of it just genuinely it not being his thing in bed) so Nick probably is fine with his bronze there. Sucks to lose at anything to *Barba* of all people though...

Agreed on ALL counts. Amaro is definitely one who gets better the more time you spend with him/the more times you sleep with him. And thinking he's better than he is ties in with his arrogance. Being ranked below Amaro would definitely be an incentive for Barba to work on his skills, given how badly they get along (Sonny I don't think he'd mind losing to).

HARD agree on your rankings for anal/getting pegged. Barba is both down for and good at either, Sonny I think prefers giving but is happy to receive, and I think Nick would have to be talked into even giving. He's definitely too...Stereotypically Male to ever consider being pegged. I don't think he'd even care about losing to Barba, because it's not something that remotely floats his boat.

[theseourbodiesrp]

“I’m not short, you just have the height of a Transformer.” ( surprise me <3)

"Nah, if I gotta be a mech? It's gonna be the ones from Pacific Rim." Nick paused, thinking about it. "Or the mega Power Ranger one."

[fatalitysficbakery]

Okay how do you think YN would react when Amaro got shot on the episode “surrendering Noah” on s16.E23 ?

White Noise (Surrendering Noah) Nick Amaro x Black Fem!Reader

Genre; Angst/Fluff.

Warnings; Blood mentions, Talks of Death, Gunshots (obvs), Sweet Bullshit.

Synopsis; ngl, i never rewatched this episode because i can’t stand to see how it affected olivia, noah, and amaro but this is cute so here we go. here’s how Y/n would react to the court shooting.

↳ ❤︎ Heaven’s Baked Goods (Masterlist) ❤︎

↳ Have you ever heard of white noise? Described as a constant background noise. Mainly one that drowns out all other sounds. Now pair that with seeing a call that your fiancé was shot, and to be prepared for his arrival at your hospital, that he was in critical condition. Everything became white noise in that moment, all sounds melded together into one constant ringing in your ears. Deafening and ugly. Made worse when you had to see him rolled into the hospital.

“Nick! Nick, don’t”!

“Drop it”!

Olivia had called out for Nick to stop but he was already advancing on Johnny D, gun pointed and ready for action. Except, Johnny D was first to shoot, and Nick was quick to go down. When the ambulance came, Olivia made sure to stick beside him calling to alert you after he was taken to the hospital.

“H-he’s okay, right”? You asked, tears welling in your eyes. You gripped your stethoscope tight, your coworkers rushing to your side when they see the tears rolling down your cheeks.

“We don’t know… I’m on my way now, just…I didn’t want you being blindsided”.

“Yeah, yeah. Thank you”. Your lips quivered hanging up the phone. You were gutted. This was your worst fear, and the thought of having to relay the news to Zara or Gil that their father had died was making your chest hurt. You were never one to pray to God but in that moment that’s all you felt like doing. Praying for Nick’s life.

When he was finally rolled into the building, you felt nauseous seeing him lying unconscious on the stretcher. The head nurse sees your face and nods her head towards a seat, but you didn’t feel like sitting. You needed to help.

“Where are they taking him”? You asked, your hands shaking watching them walk away with your barely breathing fiancé.

“He was shot in the abdomen and knee. They’re taking him to emergency surgery”.

The final blow. Hearing the severity of the situation knocked the air from your lungs, so close to fainting when Olivia and Rollin’s ran in to see you, gathering you in a huge hug that had caused you to erupt into sobs instantly.

↳ You didn’t sleep, nor eat, until you knew he was safe. It was touch and go for a little while, but he pulled through and he’d be okay, but recovery would be one helluva ride.

The hardest part was not knowing if he’d be okay. You almost wanted to go in and do the surgery your damn self, but you knew you wouldn’t have a steady hand for it. He was too precious for you. Too important.

“Nurse Y/ln? Detective Rollins and Benson”? When your names were called you jumped up in unison, hoping for the best yet prepared for the worst. Your chest was burning, you could almost feel the impending agony, but when it didn’t come you almost leapt for fucking joy.

“He’s stable, the surgery was successful, and you can go see him now”.

Before it could be helped you were crying again.

↳

The first two weeks were horrible. Nick was self loathing, insecure, and at his lowest. He didn’t want see anyone for days, sometimes that included you. You tried your best to console him but Amaro was a prideful tough man, who hated showing vulnerability and it resulted in a fight that turned around and made your relationship stronger than ever.

“You always look like you need to talk about something, Papito” You sigh, leaning your head on his shoulder, in response he scooted away from you and sighed, shaking his head.

“I’m fine, Mi Reina. Stop worrying”.

It was things like that that reminded you of how hard it was to break through Nicholas’ walls and snag a place in his heart. It was frustrating that he’d revert back to not communicating once again.

“But I am worried. You’ve not been yourself, Mar”. You tried to reach for his hand but he moved it away - you bit your lip - This was the hard part about loving a man like Nick, beating down that ego.

“Oh yeah? No fucking shit”.

What you didn’t like was anybody cussing at you like they crazy just because they wanna be mad and shit. Your worry turned into anger fast and you scoffed, “Mm. Attitude”.

Nick chuckled bitterly, “So, I have an attitude? Maybe I just don’t wanna be treated like a fucking child, Y/n. How about that, huh”?

You hum, getting up from the couch to walk away before you said something your mother would’ve whooped your ass for. Amaro, however, didn’t like that and said something he knew would piss you off.

“What? You’re just gonna walk away”? He asked, and that’s when you disappointed your mother. Cause you was bout to get reaaaaal disrespectful. Full government name type thing.

“You crack me the fuck up, boy. You really do. I treat you like a child”? You spun around to face him with an eyebrow raised, “You’re getting your facts mixed up, Doll. I was only trying to help, that’s all I’ve been trying to do”.

“I don’t need a damned therapy session, Y/n. Go find something to do”. He waved you off which made you even angrier, face burning red.

“I’m sorry for caring for you? God, you’re a dick”.

“No one told you to care about me”, He mumbled.

That was your breaking point, his face shot over to you when he heard a small sniffle, “Well, I do. I fucking care about you and your well-being with your stupid dumb face and that stupid dumb smile. I-I know you’ve been hurt before but that doesn’t mean you have to have your guard up all the time. I just want the best for you, that’s all I ever wanted”.

“Y/n…”

“What, Nicholas”?

Nick winced, he could tell you were angry and your clenched fists told him you were on the verge of a panic attack, “Come sit next to me. Please, Gorgeous”? He mumbled, holding his hand out. Taking a deep breath, you grab his hand, falling down beside him, “Thank you for caring about my stubborn ass”.

You bit your lip, and smiled sadly. “I love you, ya big idiot. You know that right? I was just worried”.

Nick grunts, opening his arms so you could lay in them. When you took your rightful spot by his side, Nick was finally content, “I love you too. I know, and I’m sorry for being a huge dick”.

“Yeah, you were a huge dick”.

He chuckled, taking your pinkie in his, “We’ll find out how to deal with this, won’t we”?

“We will” You nodded.

“Promise”?

“The very pinkiest”.

↳ After he was shot, Amaro considered his options - Leaving SVU and moving, or staying. You made it clear you’d support him and move wherever his endeavors took him. Having opportunities of your own set in place.

“Liv and the rest are worried I’m leaving”.

“Should they be”? You asked, picking up your mug and watching your fiancé from your place on the counter.

“Ah, I don’t know”.

Sitting your mug down, you move over to your fiancé, sitting on the table in front of him now, “Do you want to leave”?

“I think I’m in too deep to get out” He sighed, and you shook your head, caressing his cheek.

“No such thing, if you want to leave and move. That’s what we’ll do. If you want to stay, we’ll stay. I’m going wherever you’re going, Nicholas”.

Amaro smiles, admiring your features for a bit before he grab your hand, placing repeated kisses on the back of it.

“I’m the luckiest man in the world”.

↳ Ultimately, he makes his decision, and you stuck beside him throughout it all. He called you his own Wonder Woman (Although you prefer Cat Woman).

You’re lying in bed, after a long day. A party thrown at your home that afternoon, a baby shower for you and Nick’s first kid together. Gil and Zara were staying over that night and after you’d put them asleep, you and Amaro collapsed in your bedroom.

“Liv and Pippa are gonna spoil this child silly”. You groaned, trying to get comfortable in bed but your 4 month pregnancy belly was determined to stop that, at least until Amaro finally just wrapped you up in his arms and held your belly up a little to give you some relief.

“Did you hear Fin though? He wants our child to be a mini version of him”.

“Another Fin? No thank youuu”.

A comfortable silence settled upon the two of you when you started thinking. 4 months ago Nicholas wasn’t sure he was staying at SVU. 4 months ago you and Nick were traveling back n forth from New York to California trying to weigh the pros and cons of living in either state. Now, here you were, and you couldn’t be happier, but was he?

“How do you feel about your decision now”? You asked Amaro outta nowhere.

Groaning, he rests his chin on your head, his hand resting on your bump rubbing in slow circles, “About staying here? With SVU”?

“Mhm”.

“Today we had our baby shower with Gloria, our closest friends, and Zara and Gil around us. Today we saw just how loved our new baby boy or girl will be. I feel…Pretty good about my decisions. You”?

You exhale through your nose, melting into his arms, “Me too”.

~•~~•~•~~•~•~~•~ + ~•~~•~•~~•~•~~•~

A/N; i refuse to torture myself and watch that episode again after this.

[tropes-and-tales-archives]

Common Courtesy, Chapter Two

Word Count:  1143

TW:  Two idiots in love. Slow burn.

AN:  Part of a series.  The series masterlist here.

You were pissed. Beyond pissed, actually. Angry.  You listened to the voice at the other end of the phone, then slammed the receiver down.  “Fuck!” you yelled.  Luckily, the bullpen was mostly empty – it was Friday evening, and most of the support personnel were off having personal lives.  Not that you knew what that was like.  It was just you, Nick, and Liv, grinding through the evidence again and again.

“You okay?” asked Amaro from his desk.  He half rose from his chair, but you stood up and gave him a warning glance.

“Just give me a minute,” you muttered as you marched out of the room.  You went to the stairwell, then took the stairs two at a time until you were on the records floor.  You didn’t have any reason to go there, but it’s where you hid when you needed a moment alone.  Sometimes you hated working at SVU.  Today was one of those days.

Victim number two, a sex worker named Sarah, had died.  The hospital had called you to let you know, and it hit you like a sucker punch.  You had just visited her earlier that day and she seemed to be turning a corner, health-wise.  She even seemed cheerful, at times.  And now?  Gone, just like that.  Because some animal had bashed her brain in after he brutally raped her.

You clenched your fists and unclenched them, taking deep breaths and trying to bring your temper under control.  You tilted your head back so that the tears that threatened to fall didn’t ruin your mascara.  You were so close to catching the guy – you could feel it in your gut.  Not close enough though.  Not enough to save Sarah.

You went back downstairs to your desk once you calmed down.  You gave Amaro a sad smile, then explained what had happened.  He listened, sympathetic, but you caught him glancing at his watch.

“Get out of here,” you said gently.  “Go see your daughter.”

He scrubbed his hands across his face in exhaustion.  “You sure?”

You shooed him off.  “I’m not staying much longer.  Just want to check a few more things.”  

You watched him shut down his computer and you waved goodbye as he walked to the elevator.  Then you got back to work.

You were so engrossed in your case files that you didn’t even notice the footsteps in the hallway as they made their way to your desk.

“Detective,” he said.

You jumped with a shriek. “Jesus!” you yelled.  You turned around and looked straight into the emerald green eyes of the smirking ADA.  

“Not Jesus,” he replied. “Just me.”  He looked around the deserted bullpen.  “Liv gone already?”

You narrowed your eyes. You liked Liv a lot – she was like a big sister to you, but you’d be lying if you said you weren’t jealous of her. She was gorgeous and smart and had an impressive career, so you understood why Barba and she had become such fast friends.  But you still felt little nettles of envy every time you saw them together, drinking at Forlini’s or laughing outside the courthouse.

You glanced over at Liv’s desk.  “Her stuff’s still here,” you mumbled.  You turned your eyes back on the file in front of you, pretending to work.  Liv walked into the bullpen from the break room, a can of soda in her hand.  She and Barba greeted each other, and they headed towards her desk, chattering away. You rolled your eyes and kept re-reading the same few lines on the police report in an attempt to focus.

In reality, you were trying to eavesdrop on Liv and Barba.  It was hard to make out what they were saying, but every now and then, their conversation was punctuated by a laugh from one or the other, and you felt your stomach churn with jealousy.  Of course Barba would go for a woman like Liv – she was closer to him in age, she was beautiful and confident.  Not a stuttering idiot like you were.  The only time you felt confident around the ADA was when you were talking about a case.  You wished you could laugh with him like Liv did.

Your thoughts were cut short by the whine of a vacuum cleaner.  The custodian made his way through the bullpen, sweeping under desks and emptying trash cans.  You watched him – and then a thought occurred to you.  

Suddenly the pieces started to fall into place.  You tore through the stack of file folders, looking for the information you had scanned past a million times.  “Shit,” you whispered.  You shoved away from your desk, your chair scraping loudly.  You grabbed your coat and jammed your arms into it.  You threw your messenger bag over your shoulder and sprinted out of the bullpen.  The clinic you had investigated was open late on Fridays.  You could check it now, and if your hunch was right…. maybe catch the monster who was stalking Manhattan.

*****

“Should you go with her?” Barba asked Liv as they watched you leave.  “As backup or whatever?”

Liv shook her head.  “No, she’s got it.  She’s like a bloodhound – she’ll come back when she has something. And she’s too smart to go sprinting into danger alone.”  She smiled at the counselor’s concern.  Since they became friends, Barba always managed to bring you up in conversation. He probably thought he was being casual, but Liv saw right through his charade.  She was a detective, after all.

“She’s single, you know,” she said, off-hand.  She pretended not to notice the little glimmer of hope that ran across his features.

Barba fidgeted with his cell phone and didn’t say anything.

“Are you seeing anyone?” she asked.  

Barba scoffed.  “You know I’m not.”

Liv smiled wider.  “You could ask her out.”

He scoffed again.  “It’s a conflict of interest.”

“How many people have dated between NYPD and the district attorney’s office?” she replied with a roll of her eyes.  “Lots. Myself included.”

“Well, she’d never say yes, regardless.  She’s not interested.” Barba stood up, his shoulders hunched and tight with tension. “Are we done here?”

Liv held her hands up in mock surrender.  “We’re done.” She watched Barba visibly relax, then added, “so, when I see her in the courtroom, watching you with those big puppy dog eyes, I’ll just assume that’s a lack of interest on her part.  Got it.”  She laughed as she watched her friend’s handsome face flush, and she turned off her computer and grabbed her stuff.

“Walk me out?” she asked. He nodded and held her coat while she slid her arms into it.  They walked in silence to the elevator, and rode it down in silence as well.  It wasn’t until they reached the parking garage that Barba cleared his throat and asked, “so, she watches me in the courtroom?”

[locke-writes]

To-Do List

All requests received will be placed here under the category they fall in. This is not indicative of the order they will be written/posted. Requests will be crossed out once written and deleted from this list once posted.

Fics (including Prompts & Song Fics)

Into the Spiderverse - Peter B Parker - Fic where Peter is set up on a blind date and has to deal with falling in love all over again

Mad Max: Fury Road - Max Rockatansky - Song Fic with Rise by Glitch Mob

Inception - Eames - Fic where Eames goes after the reader in limbo when a job or trial run goes run

Marvel - Steve Rogers - Fic where trans!reader is touch starved and gravitates towards Steve but feels insecure about being needy and distances themselves. Eventual mutual confession.

Stranger Things - Steve Harrington - Prompts: “You can’t keep it bottled up forever”, “It’s okay to cry you know”, and “You’re safe, I promise”

Drabbles

View Askew/Clerks - Randal Graves - Drabble using the prompt “I think I could use that hug right now”

Gif Imagines

Character Letters

Headcanons

Clerks/View Askew - Jay - HCs for dating Jay (Currently Writing)

Clerks/View Askew - Randal Graves - HCs for dating Randal

Mallrats/View Askew - Brodie Bruce - HCs for domestic/romantic intimacy (non-NSFW) with Brodie (ie. hand-holding, etc.)

Booksmart - Amy Antsler - HCs for dating Amy

Character Playlists

Character Aesthetics

Preferences

Fall/Halloween

X-Men - Charles Xavier (AOS Trilogy) - Fic where Charles and his wife are exploring a haunted house

Fright Night - Jerry Dandridge - Fic with Jerry and a vampire hunter!reader

Entered Writing Challenges

Own Ideas

Arthur Shelby x Reader Fic - Writing. Section 4 of 6

Law & Order SVU Series. Mike Dodds x Trans!Male OC (rewrite of previous series) - Currently Outlining

Nick Amaro x Reader (male!reader) - Song Fic: St. Bernard - Lincoln

Arthur Curry x Reader - Magic AU - Fic adaption of aesthetic - Imagine having to team up with Arthur to fight an ancient evil. The only problem is the two of you come from rival kingdoms and fight each other on every decision

Frederick Chilton x Reader - Bodyguard AU - Fic adaption of aesthetic - Imagine being hired as Chilton’s personal bodyguard after the Gideon incident

Scott Lang x Reader - Coffee Shop AU - Fic adaption of aesthetic - Imagine being a hacker and working with Scott while he bounced from job to job after getting out of jail

Freddy Newandyke x Reader - FBI AU - Fic adaption of aesthetic - Imagine being Freddy’s FBI partner

Wade Felton x Reader - Professor AU - Fic adaption of aesthetic - Imagine being the new professor on staff and Wade being like a mentor to you

Arthur Shelby x Reader - Soulmate AU - Fic adaption of aesthetic - Imagine being Arthur’s soulmate

Midnight Mass - John Pruitt x Mildred Gunning - The story of their relationship from how it began all through their lives to episode 7 - Currently Outlining

Midnight Mass - John Pruitt x Gunning Family - Alternate take on Ep 7 if Sarah had taken the sacrament and fully understood who John was after - Currently Outlining

Midnight Mass - John Pruitt - Mildred Gunning had twins rather than just Sarah. John’s son is an alter boy at one point. An exploration of a father-son relationship that is seen as such by one party. - Currently Outlining

Prodigal Son series rewrite. Eventual Malcolm Bright x OC. - Currently Outlining

Criminal Minds - Aaron Hotchner x OC - Currently Outlining

Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Spike x OC - Series Re-Write - Currently Outlining

Law & Order SVU - Rafael Barba x Reader - Ex Spouses to Lovers (Reconnecting and rekindling a romance) - Currently Outlining

Baby Driver - Buddy x Reader (Platonic) - Part 4 to the Twitch Series (dealing with hallucinations)

Daredevil - Frank Castle x Reader - Clusterhug by IDKhow

Daredevil - Frank Castle x Reader - In Our Bedroom After the War by Stars

Stranger Things - Eddie Munson x Reader - Wednesday Morning, 3am by Simon and Garfunkel

Ted Lasso - Trent Crimm x Ted Lasso - A fic where Ted realizes that Trent’s ‘love our chats’ is basically his version of the Princess Bride ‘as you wish’

Law and Order SVU - Sonny Carisi x Male!Reader (or OC - undecided) - A look into the navigation of the relationship from first meeting throughout parenthood (potentially series or one fic with varying vignettes)

[itsjustmyfantasyroom]

Unlikely Lovers Chapter 11

Can’t believe we are here....chapter 11. @beccabarba​ and I had a ball writing this and hope to revisit this series really soon. Thank you for the likes, comments and re-blogs, means a lot.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Warnings: Angst. Episode based. Nice and soft p in v smut.

WC: 2358

Enjoy x

The last words he spoke to you were running over and over in your head as you held the phone to your ear and you watched on the TV screen what was unfolding in front of you. For the first time in your career as a detective you didn’t know what to do or what to say,

“Y/N, hello, are you there? Y/N” Amanda’s voice yelled over the phone.

You had all been assigned a day off for full medicals, Liv booking yours for today. Nick stayed the night before and ended up leaving far too late, after he spent way too much time lazily kissing all over your body, before he got you right where he wanted you, jumping out of bed, telling you that you would both pick up where he left off when he got home.

He kissed you deeply and told you he loved you, before he bolted out the door to get to the station. You went about your day, getting to the doctor’s office 5 minutes before your apartment for your blood tests and then on to your therapy appointment before you went and got some shopping for dinner that night and going past your favourite deli grabbing a sandwich and heading home for a quiet afternoon, waiting till Nick came home.

You walked through the door putting everything on the kitchen bench and flicked on the tv for some background noise as you moved around the kitchen putting things away. You had just opened the wrapping on your lunch and ‘Breaking News’ interrupted the daytime movie, then your phone started to buzz in your back jeans pocket.

You didn’t answer the phone, gasping seeing Liv flash on the screen and then flashed to Nick running into a school building with his vest on. Tension shot through you, tears filled your eyes, and your phone started to ring again. You looked at the screen seeing Amanda’s name,

“H-“ you cleared your throat “Hello, Amanda”

“You watching the news? You are, aren’t you?”

“Yeah” you whispered “Do you have eyes on him?”

“Not yet, Y/N, he is a good cop, you know that”

You nodded back, tears running down your cheeks, as you watched the tv screen. Amanda could hear your unsteady breathing.

“Y/N, you need to focus. Think like a cop. You’ve been in these situations before.”

“Text me the address, I’m coming,” you blurted down the phone grabbing your badge and hurrying out of the door.

The cab drive over was the longest drive you had ever had to sit through. Finally, the cab pulled up to a sea of news vans and a mixture of police vehicles. You ran through the crowd of people to the police barricades and you flashed your badge, the officer letting you through. You saw the back of Amanda’s head and you ran as fast as you could towards her. As you got closer, you saw Amanda on the radio looking up at Fin. You rushed to her grabbing her arm and she turned to look at you,

“She just got here. Copy that, Sergeant…”  

Your eyes were filled with worry. Amanda grabbed your shoulder, giving it a light squeeze and a soft smile,

“He is safe. They are coming out now, go.”

You nodded and rushed away from her heading towards the front doors of the school. Just as you got to the path you saw Nick walking down the steps with his arms around a young man handing him over to uniforms. Liv met him putting her hand on his shoulder when he looked up and locked eyes with you. Both your eyes filled with tears, you ran, as fast as your feet would carry you, Nick pulling away from Liv’s hand and he rushed towards you.

Without thinking, as soon as your fingers touched you jumped on him, Nick grabbing your thighs and lifting you up, your legs wrapping around his middle and your arms around his neck. You covered his face in kisses and then pulled back your hands going to his cheeks and you looked deep into his eyes,

“Babe, are you ok? Are you hurt?”

“I am fine, Amor. No not hurt,” Nick put you down on the ground his hands going to your cheeks, dipping his head kissing you deeply, not caring who was watching, “I love you so much.” His forehead rested on yours, “the whole time,” he muttered “you’re my everything, baby,” tears running down his cheeks.

“I was so scared. I love you so much,” you sniffed.

“Y/N, take me home, please?”

You smiled. “Of course…” You grabbed his hand and started to lead him away.  

“Hey, Amaro,” came Liv’s voice. “I know you want to go home, but paperwork first, okay? Do you need to see a medic?”

“No, I’m good,” Nick replied, with a thin smile. He looked really tired.  

“We’ll drop by the precinct first, then home,” you said to her. You turned to Nick. “Then I’m going to take you home and look after you.”

He looked at you with soft eyes, giving you a tired smile. “I can’t wait for it to just be us, home and safe,” he said, squeezing your hand.  

When you reached Nick’s house, you offered to make dinner, or at least a hot drink, but Nick just shook his head and walked quietly through to the bathroom. While he was in the shower you made some hot tea anyway, grabbing some trail mix from the kitchen and heading through to the bedroom, setting it on the nightstand. You left to go find the takeout menus, thinking you would persuade him to eat with his favourite Chinese food. When you came back to the bedroom, he was out of the bathroom, his towel discarded on the floor, lying completely naked, facedown on the bed. Your eyes ran over his toned and muscled back, his perfect ass, and you felt a kick of heat. But more than that, your heart overflowed with love. He looked vulnerable, and tired, and you wanted to take care of him. And you were grateful he could be this honest with you, this exposed.  

You smiled to yourself and went to sit on the side of the bed, running the flat of your hand over his back. He turned his head, his hair still damp and unruly from the shower, and looked up at you. His eyes were soft, grateful, as he gave you a little smile. “You made tea,” he said.  

“Well you should have something. I’m going to insist we have dinner soon, but it can wait for now…” You stroked his back, then ran your fingers up to massage his scalp. He groaned softly in relaxation.  

“You’re too good to me,” he said quietly.  

“You’d be the first one taking care if roles were reversed,” you said, and he laughed softly in acknowledgement. He turned onto his side and held out his arms. You smiled down at him, and stood up briefly to pull off your clothes, so you were just in your underwear when you laid down next to him. He wrapped his arms around you and you pressed yourself against his chest, enveloped in his body heat. You felt his heart beating, and the rise and fall of every breath, as he kissed your face softly.  

“I love you, Nick,” you said, “and I’m sorry if I didn’t seem very strong today. I just…I can’t stand the thought of…well…”

“Hush,” he murmured, stroking your head and entwining one leg with yours, “I know. But we’re both good cops, Y/N, we stay as safe as we can. And you don’t have to be strong… God knows, I don’t really feel it.” You wrapped your arms and legs around him as tightly as you could, and pressed your forehead to his. “I love you,” he said softly. And then he was quiet, his breath mingling with yours, as you just lay close together, safe and warm.  

You were starting to feel sleepy when his lips found yours in a soft kiss. You smiled against him and kissed him back. You were surprised to hear an aroused moan in his throat, as he started to kiss you harder and deeper. Then he pulled back slightly, to look into your eyes. “Is this okay? You’ve been through a lot today…” he asked softly, but with an edge of urgency.  

“No more than you have. Yes, Nick, please…I want you, I need you…it’s more than okay…” He smiled and pressed his lips back against yours, the kiss both harder and deeper this time. His hands moved over your back, finding the clasp of your bra and unfastening it. You wriggled out of the bra and threw it out of the bed, and Nick’s hands found your breasts, squeezing softly as he started to move his body against yours. One of his hands travelled down your body, pulling your leg up and over his, your bodies fitting together, but with access for his fingers between your thighs. He stroked the soft skin of your inner thighs, then over the thin fabric of your underwear, pressing your core through the dampening material, then sliding it to the side to touch you properly. You both groaned into the kiss as his fingers stroked through your folds, feeling your wet heat.  

He stopped kissing you, pressing his forehead to yours again. “Can we take your panties off, baby?” he asked, a little smile curling his lips, as his fingers continued to caress you.  

You caught your breath as his touch swept over your clit. “Yes, of course…” you said weakly, reaching down to help him pull your underwear down and off your legs. The moment it was gone, he grabbed your leg and pulled it up onto his hip, still lying on his side facing you, looking into your eyes. You felt the length of his erection pressing against your core, and pushed your hips into him.  

“You ready?” he asked, and you could hear the raw need in his voice. Not lust so much as a desire for connection, for intimacy.  

“Yes, so ready…” you told him, kissing him again. His tongue pushed into your mouth as he altered the angle of his hips, and his hard cock slid into you, filling you all the way. You moaned into his mouth, wrapping your leg around him to pull him into you, as he started to move his hips, slowly, buried deep in you, not really thrusting so much as just filling you, moving in you. As his cock stretched you and pressed on your sweet spots, his tongue was exploring your mouth, and his hands stroking your back, one going up to tangle in your hair and keep you locked into the kiss. You lay like that for a long time, connected and filled by him, feeling your inner walls clenching him, feeling your heart swell with love.  

You could feel his temperature rising, his pulse speeding up. He stopped kissing you and looked into your eyes. “Oh god, you don’t know what you do to me, Y/N,” he groaned.  

“Why don’t you show me?” you whispered back, drawing a smile to his lips. He put a hand on your shoulder and pushed you onto your back easily, settling between your spread legs, never pulling out of you as you moved together. He took your wrists in his hands gently, pushing them up by your ears and into the pillow, one hand one each, as he circled his hips and made you arch up against him. Your bodies were connected from your chest downwards, his warm body weight pressing on you. Then he started to move his hips, pulling back, before thrusting into you, each stroke slow but deep and forceful. His pubic bone was pressing against your clit, and his cock dragging against your g-spot, and you could feel your orgasm starting to build – a rare thing for you from penetration alone, but undeniable. You tilted your head back and he kissed your neck.  

His pace increased and you knew how close you were. You looked up into his eyes, squirming your hands slightly against his grip, which he only tightened. “Nick, I’m going to come…” you breathed.  

“Yes, baby, let me feel it…” he replied. The idea of being driven over the edge by him fucking you, and him feeling it around him, only brought your closer, and you closed your eyes as your orgasm finally broke like a tidal wave through your body, sending rippling heat out from between your legs and through every cell of your body, making you cry out incoherently with the release. Nick didn’t stop moving, but you felt his pace falter, and opened your eyes to find him looking intently into your face. “You’re so damn beautiful when you come apart under me,” he said, “and it’s going to make me…” he never finished the sentence, pushing into you deeply, coming with his cock buried in your body.  

He lay on top of you as he recovered, still inside you, releasing your hands, which you wrapped around him. You were both breathing hard, hearts beating fast and in unison. He rested his head on your shoulder for a while, then looked up at you with a little smile. “I’m so grateful for you,” he whispered.  

“I feel the same. It’s why I get scared, Nick. What we have seems so perfect, and I feel so blessed. I worry something will happen…” You stroked his hair and delivered a soft kiss to his lips.  

“Then we’ll both have to try extra hard to stay safe, won’t we?” He laughed gently, “you know, everyone thought it was so unlikely that we’d get together…and now look at us…”

You smiled. “You’re my best friend as well as the love of my life, Nick,” you told him.  

You saw from his face that the feeling was mutual. “Who’d have thought it?” was all he said.  

“Apparently no one,” you laughed, as he bent his head to kiss you again.  

To be continued....

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[whorekneecentral]

I just caught an old SVU re run and far out - I forgot how beautiful Nick Amaro is. It's been forever.

I now i'm in a mood where all I can think about is how good he would be and the need to be dicked down by him until you'd forget your own name.

please I only watch the reruns that he’s in, he's my favourite 

but like yeah he’d definitely do that and then be so smug about it 

[storiesofsvu]

Clothes Sharing

Nick Amaro x fem!reader Warnings: language, teeniest mention of smut. A/N: i did not bother re-reading this/editing it...so...bear with me for typos/crappiness lol

You’d met Nick Amaro nearly six months ago when he’d come into your school do to some parent teacher interviews for Zara. While you weren’t Zara’s regular teacher, your room was across the hall, and you taught most of her grade’s art classes, and you were one of her favourites. She simply had to introduce her dad to her favourite teacher, and it was safe to say that there were definitely some sparks flying. It took a couple of weeks before you ended up exchanging numbers, flirtatious texts going back an fourth before you were finally able to settle on a day and time for a coffee date. You were slightly hesitant about dating a parent from your school, but Zara wasn’t really in any of your regular classes, and it wasn’t actually against any rules. Plus at the end of that first coffee date, Nick, with his adorable grin and dimples softly kissed you, and you weren’t about to leave things off with just that.

The two of you took a few weeks until you decided that it was time to let Zara in on your little secret, and she was more than thrilled (and you reminded her it was a secret, especially at school). You’d become more comfortable around each other, and in Nick’s apartment, he’d given you a spare key for those times when he had to take off in the middle of the night, so you could lock up. And honestly so you could make yourself at home on days he was trapped at work late.

Today, was one of those days. You were wrapping up a free period, grading assignments when the text came in from Nick, they’d had a run off of a case and he wouldn’t be able to make it home on time. The other added stressor for him was that he was supposed to pick up Zara, his regular nanny working for another family. You assured him it was no problem, and he promised he’d pick up dinner on the way home.

Zara was more than thrilled at the idea of some girl time, and practically skipped the entire way home, though you did sneakily stop at the bodega for a few afternoon treats before Nick would get home. You settled her into the coffee table with some colouring, some afternoon cartoons playing on the t.v while you went back to grading assignments for a bit. You then helped her through some of her homework, and joined in on the colouring fun.

A few hours later the sound of keys in the door brought your attention, Zara jumping up and greeting Nick with an excited “Daddy!” Jumping into his arms. Laughing, you did your best to help him out, grabbing the take out bags from him, settling them on the counter while he kissed Zara’s head before telling her to go wash up for dinner.

“Hey.” You greeted warmly, accepting the arm he wrapped around your waist.

“Hey yourself.” He smirked back, placing a gentle kiss on your lips, “thank you so much for today, things just got a little wild.”

“Don’t worry about it.” You pecked him quickly, “we had some great girl time.”

“She didn’t rope you into too much t.v did she?”

“We did homework too, don’t worry.” You teased, “now What’d’you bring us for dinner?” You turned toward the counter, pulling containers out of the bags. Nick paused as you turned back to him, his brow furrowed. “What?”

“Is that my shirt?”

You glanced down at said offending fabric, then glanced back up at Nick, a small grin on your face, as if the oversized grey tee was something you’d wear to teach in.

“Yeah.” You laughed softly, “I just didn’t want to be in a button up anymore.”

“Hmph.” You faltered at Nick’s slight pause.

“I can…not steal clothes again?”

“No!” He quickly shot back, “it’s just…I can’t believe you’re wearing my clothes.”

“They’re rather comfy.” You mused, wrapping your arms around his hips.

“Well I do like the look of you in them.” He smirked, pulling you to him for another kiss.

“Guess that means next time I can help myself to a pair of sweats?”

“Mmhmm.” He leant in to kiss you again, lips gliding with ease against yours, just as his tongue was about to slide into your mouth there was a loud

“Ewww!” From Zara, pulling laughter from the two of you. Nick kissed your head gently, moving back to unpack dinner.

Nick was insistent that you sit at the table for dinner, no matter how much pouting his two favourite girls put up. You chatted about your days, mainly letting Zara lead the conversation, keeping things kid and family appropriate. There was some leftover ice cream for dessert, which Nick did let you eat on the couch while Zara watched her favourite cartoon of the week.

When that was over, she gave you a big hug, wished you good night and it was time for pj’s, teeth brushing and stories. Though, you did end up getting wrangled in for story time too before giving Nick some daddy daughter time, waiting out in the living room with the t.v turned down.

“Out like a light.” He stated, dropping down onto the couch beside you.

“It was a busy day.” You smiled, leaning into his embrace. Nick’s arm tightened around you, kissing the top of your head.

“She really likes you, you know.”

“I would hope so.” You turned your head up to look at him, “I adore her. You’ve raised one hell of a great kid Nick Amaro.”

“I can’t take credit for all of it.”

“Well the team effort has worked wonderfully.” You kissed him gently, a quiet yelp escaping your lips as he lifted you into his lap, breaking into a small giggle. “Nick…” you warned as his lips started to trace down the column of your neck.

“What?” He murmured, nipping at your skin before looking up at you, “as much as you look adorable in my clothes, I can’t help but think they’d look better on the bedroom floor.”

“Well that sounds like you need to make a demonstration.” You teased, gasping as his arm wrapped around you, picking you up from the couch.

“Sounds like something I can definitely handle.” He smirked, kissing you again, his free hand burying into your hair as he carried you off to the bedroom.

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