#both Liv and I loved Peter

[atlasscrumpit]

Miguel x Reader

You sat against a wall, panting softly before a portal opened up in front of you. You screamed and ran down the alleyway before large hands grabbed you.

"Not so fast kid." A male voice said begore you stopped and glance behind you.

"Who...who are you?" You muttered, Miguel was shocked you weren't fighting back.

"Miguel O'Hara. I'm taking you back to the society, you're a threat to this universe." He said as you struggled a little.

"Do you work for her...?" You asked making him look at you in confusion.

"Who?" He said before he was thrown against the wall and you fell forward.

"I believe she was referring to me." A voice said as Miguel looked up to see Doctor Olivia Octavius.

He groaned and his mask formed around his face.

"I never get tired of beating your ass in every universe." He growled as you backed away.

"This doesn't concern you, Miguel. That girl there is very special and I'm the only one capable of...experimenting to see how powerful she is." She said as Miguel glanced at you and then back to Liv.

"Please, don't let her take me..." You begged as Miguel glared at Liv.

"Stay behind me, kid." He said as you rushed to get behind him.

The doctor swiped Miguel out of the way before one of her long arms grabbed you. You screamed and struggled as she made a run for it, Miguel was quick to run after her, scaling up a building.

You screamed as her mechanical arm tightened around you. Miguel tackled her to the ground causing you to go rolling off a building, you screamed and held onto the edge, your face pale with fear.

Miguel grabbed you up and put you behind him again as you panted.

You hated using your power, but you had no choice. You looked at Liv and narrowed your eyes, trying to force yourself into her mind before you screamed in pain and gripped your head, Miguel looked at you in shock.

"Nice try, sweetie. You really think I wouldn't make something to block you out?" She said gesturing to a small device on her head. You panted and held your head in pain.

"I would love to stick around and play fetch, Miguel. But, I've got work to do." She said with a smirk as her claw came towards you again, Miguel quickly grabbed you. He opened a portal up and jumped through, closing it as quick as he could. He held you tightly as you both rolled on the floor.

You opened your eyes to see you were on top of Miguel and one of Liv's mechanical arms was wrapped around you and severed.

You slowly stood up off Miguel and pried the claw off you.

Miguel groaned and stood up, his mask retracting again.

"So, I get information about an anomaly and I'm met with...whatever you are being chased by that damn psycho. Start talking." He demanded as you glanced at him in fear.

"I've always had...odd abilities. I've always had visions and prophecies of things. I got a job as an assistant at the lab where Liv worked. She found out about my abilities and wanted to see if she could enhance them and use them for herself. She found some tech that was left behind from another universe and used it in the experimentation. It enhanced my abilities and everything was a lot stronger and I could control minds, read thoughts... So, she used me to get information from her enemies. Until I ran away." You explained as he looked at you, deep in thought.

"That's one hell of a story you've got. But, it makes sense as to why you would be an anaomly. I just don't know who left tech behind. Probably Peter." He grumbled, rolling his eyes.

"So... What happens now? You're not gonna kill me, right?" You asked as he looked at you and sighed.

"Don't suppose you want to put those abilities to good use?" He asked as you shrugged a little.

"Well... If we can take Liv down in the process, I'm down." You said as he nodded and you saw a small smile form on his lips.

"Welcome to the spider society... Don't tell anyone you're not a spider person."

[thirtysomethingloser92]

Cover-Up

A 5000 word Peter Stone/Reader for anonymous requester.

It was the small kisses that traced up your shoulder and up the side of your neck, the large hand on your opposite arm that brought you out of your own thoughts; the familiar and comforting smell of expensive cologne and plain soap, the warmth of the bare chested body behind you as you pulled your shoes on over your foot.

“You’ve had that look on your face all night,”

The voice rumbled in your ear, sending goosebumps up your body, but still you continued to finish getting dressed, standing up and staring at the blue eyed man who was now leaning on his arm and looking up at you. “You know why. I’m sick of having to constantly sneak around like teenagers. I feel like you’re ashamed of me-“ You began before you were abruptly cut off. “No. I’m not ashamed of you, and you damn well know that. If we declare our relationship then everything is under scrutiny. Every case, every interaction; it’s something we need to really think about before doing this,” The man stated simply, now sitting at the edge of the bed with the blanket pooling around his waist; “Give it a few more weeks, and we can do it. Okay. Just a few more weeks to get some things in order,”   You could feel the frustration in your chest, “Yeah I know, it’s what you said last night as well. And the week before that, and the week before that. You can kinda see why I’m a bit hesitant to believe you this time around,” A look of defeat suddenly crossed his face and he let out a small sigh, “Yeah I get it,” He placed his face in his hands and looked down. Your jaw cracked a few times before letting out a small sigh, “Peter,” You took a deep breath in and swallowed deeply, your heart pounding in your chest, “I love you, and I’m sorry that I keep bringing this us but I don’t want to be your secret anymore. If you don’t feel the same back that’s absolutely more then fine, we can go back to being colleagues and that’s that; but I can’t keep doing this anymore if you have zero intention of letting this go any further,” You picked up your backpack by his bedroom door. “Are you going straight home?” He asked, looking over at you, his shoulders deflating somewhat. You shook your head, “Liv called me in, a john and stabbed a sex worker so Finn and I are going to head to the crime scene,” A moment of silence fell between you both, “Stay safe,” He stated simply, looking back down at his hands. “Yep,” A small, simple, easy reply. Detatching yourself before he made you detatch from him. You could see it in the way he suddenly withdrew from you. You knew what was happening before he even had to say it. You were pushing the idea of declaring your relationship to his boss and he was shutting it down. You told him you loved him and he once again was shutting down.

As you stepped out of Peter's apartment, a wave of emotions crashed over you. Love, frustration, and a sense of defeat battled within, leaving you feeling sick with anxiety. The cool night air did little to soothe your  thoughts as you made your way to meet Finn and Olivia.

<><>

The drive to the crime scene was silent, the tension palpable between you and Finn. He shot you a concerned glance every now and then, but you brushed it off with a forced smile, not wanting to burden him with your personal struggles. He had been your partner since day one, becoming both your mentor and a close friend. The care you had for the older man was like that of a daughter to a father, a person who you could always talk to when you needed them, but tonight you couldn’t bring yourself to truly talk to him. How were you even meant to begin with talking about your relationship issues when you couldn’t even tell him you were in a relationship?

Arriving at the scene, you and Finn began your investigation, focusing on gathering evidence and interviewing witnesses. Despite your best efforts to keep your mind on the case, thoughts of Peter kept creeping back, clouding your judgment.

As the night wore on, you found yourself growing more distant, lost in a whirlwind of emotions. Finn, sensing your distraction, gently nudged you, concern etched on his face.

"Hey, you okay?" he asked softly, his voice pulling you out of your reverie.

You managed a weak smile, nodding. "Yeah, just... got a lot on my mind."

Finn studied you for a moment before nodding understandingly. "Well, you know I'm here if you need to talk, right?"

You nodded gratefully, grateful for his support. "Thanks, Finn. I appreciate it."

Finn nodded before adding, “You know, if it’s about a guy, I can do that too? I worry about you sometimes kid,” You chuckled softly at Finn's comment, grateful for his attempt to lighten the mood. "Thanks, Finn. It means a lot to me."

He gave you a knowing look, his expression softening with understanding. "I may not always understand what's going on in that head of yours, but I know when something's bothering you."

You sighed, feeling the weight of your secret relationship pressing down on you. "It's... complicated, Finn. Really complicated."

Finn nodded, his eyes filled with empathy. "Love usually is. But you don't have to go through it alone, you know. Whatever it is, I'm here for you."

His words touched your heart, and you felt a lump form in your throat. "Thank you, Finn. I mean it."

He reached over and gave your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "Anytime, kid. Anytime."

The night took an unexpected turn when you and Finn received a call about a suspect spotted in a nearby alley. Rushing to the scene, adrenaline pumped through your veins as you prepared to confront the potential threat.

As you and Finn approached the alley, you saw the silhouette of a man lurking in the shadows. Without hesitation, you called out for him to freeze, but before you could react, he lunged at you with surprising speed and ferocity.

Pain exploded through your body as his fists connected with your face and chest, sending you crashing to the ground. He straddled your waist as you lay on the ground, a sharp, blinding white pain seared throughout your entire body, blooming from your stomach. Through the haze of agony, you heard Finn shouting for backup as one, two, three gunshots echoed through the ally, but you were too focused on trying to breathe through the pain. Suddenly, a loud groan left your throat as the heaviest weight you’ve ever felt sat on top of your wound. You knew it was Finn putting pressure on it but you also knew it was the most painful feeling you’ve ever had. His voice was a steady anchor amidst the chaos, reassuring you that help was on the way and that you would be okay.

As paramedics rushed to your side, you felt a sense of relief wash over you, knowing that you were no longer alone in your pain. Finn stayed by your side throughout the ordeal, offering words of encouragement and support as you were loaded into the ambulance and whisked away to the hospital. <><> Peter Stone sat at his desk, poring over case files with a furrowed brow. The dim light of his office cast long shadows across the room, matching the weight of his thoughts. His mind was consumed with the recent conversation he'd had with you, the woman he loved, yet couldn't fully claim. Was he shocked when you said those three simple words to him? Of course he was. He never really knew what it was like to love a woman and he wasn’t even sure if what he felt towards you was actually love. But when you said it, the way you said it, the way is stomach twisted and turned, the way his heart skipped a beat and almost froze completely. He knew he loved you just as much. The earlier argument was one you had both had so many times over the time you had been together, it was one that he kept promising to rectify but every time he went to do something about it something in the back of his head made him freeze. He was scared. He was scared not just of declaring your relationship, but of loving you. Had be been with women before? Of course he had. Had he been in relationship before?

Yes. But there was nothing like this. No one had ever made him feel safe and calm after a long day the way you did. Nothing made him smile more then when you would knock on his door in the same clothes he had seen you in the precinct wearing earlier, knowing you had come straight there to him after work. The way you would sit on his couch with your feet on his coffee table, the smell of your body wash in his shower; every little thing you did either annoyed him or made him adore you; And he loved you so much.

Just as he was lost in thought, his phone rang, jolting him back to reality. The time said it was just past 11:30pm, he had made his way back to the office just after you left. His brain no longer allowing him the pleasure of sleep he usually got when you had been with him. With a gnawing sense of unease, he picked up the receiver, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Stone," he answered, his voice betraying none of the turmoil within.

"Peter, it's Liv," came Olivia Benson's voice on the other end. "We've had an incident. It's [Y/N]. She's been seriously injured."

The world seemed to tilt on its axis as Peter processed Olivia's words. His mind raced, a thousand scenarios playing out in his head, each one more terrifying than the last.  His brain finally settling on the one that terrified him the most. That you weren’t going to be okay.

"What happened?" he demanded, his voice taut with worry.

"She was attacked while on duty," Olivia explained, her voice steady despite the gravity of the situation. "She's in surgery now, but it's bad, Peter. Shes lost a lot of blood. We're doing everything we can."

Peter's chest tightened with fear, his thoughts immediately turning to you and the danger you faced every day in the line of duty. And as Olivia continued to speak, outlining the extent of your injuries and the uncertainty of your condition, Peter felt a surge of guilt wash over him.

Guilt for keeping your relationship a secret, for not being there to protect you when you needed him most. Guilt for letting his own fears and insecurities stand in the way of declaring his love for you openly.

As he listened to Olivia's words, Peter made a silent vow to himself. If you pulled through this, he would no longer hide his feelings for you. He would shout them from the rooftops if he had to, damn the consequences.

Because in that moment, with the possibility of losing you looming large in his mind, Peter knew one thing for certain: he couldn't bear to live in a world where you weren't by his side. And if it took a brush with death to make him realize it, then so be it.

With a determined nod, Peter thanked Olivia for the update before hanging up the phone. Rising from his desk, he made his way out of the office, his thoughts consumed by one thing and one thing only: you.

<><> Peter’s footsteps echoed through the sterile halls of the hospital as he made his way to the waiting area where Olivia and Finn were already seated, their faces etched with worry. As he approached, their eyes met his, filled with a mixture of concern and anticipation. His stomach was in knots the entire was there, every red light, every corner seemed to add what felt like hours to his drive. His brain swirled in dangerous thoughts. What if you died before he got there? What if he never got to see you again? He felt sick with anticipation on the way there and seeing your colleagues faces and Finn’s severely blood stained shirt only made it worse.

"Peter," Olivia said, rising from her seat to greet him. "Any news?"

Peter shook his head, his voice barely above a whisper. "Not yet. She's still in surgery according to the nurse I asked on the way in."

Finn stood up, his expression grave. "Damn. Any idea how she's doing?"

Peter swallowed hard, the lump in his throat growing larger with each passing moment. "Not yet. The doctors haven't said anything."

Silence hung heavy in the air as they all took their seats, the tension thick between them. Peter could feel the weight of their worry pressing down on him, suffocating him with its intensity.

Minutes stretched into hours as they waited anxiously for any word on your condition. Cheap coffee only seemed to make the bile in his throat rise higher, almost forcing him to vomit while his stomach twist and turned while the clock ticked ominously in the background. His eyes watched Olivia pace briefly as she made calls to your Chief and who he assumed were your family members. Every now and again he felt Finn’s eyes on him, as if he was watching him carefully, curiously. Wondering why the ADA would be so concerned with you being here. Peter could almost sense the moment that Finn finally figured it out. The other man sat back in his chair, placed a hand on his back and said simply, “She’s going to be fine. She’s done more stupid things then this,”. The hospital bustled around them, a flurry of activity and noise that seemed to fade into the background as they focused on the one thing that mattered most: you.

Finally, a doctor emerged from the operating room, his expression somber as he approached them. Peter's heart leaped into his throat, his pulse racing with anticipation; the look on the doctors face made his heart expect the worst. It felt like it was about to beat straight out of his chest.

"Are you here for [Y/N]?" the doctor asked, his voice gentle yet tinged with sadness.

Peter nodded, his voice barely a whisper. "Yes. How is she?"

The doctor sighed, his gaze sympathetic. "She's stable, but it was touch and go for a while there. She suffered multiple injuries, including severe internal bleeding and a punctured lung. We were able to stabilize her, but she's not out of the woods yet."

Relief washed over Peter in a wave as he absorbed the doctor's words. You were alive.  You were going to make it. As the doctor explained the extent of your injuries and the treatment you would require, Peter felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning, he saw Olivia standing beside him, her eyes filled with concern.

"Peter, can I talk to you for a moment?" she asked softly, gesturing for him to follow her.

Nodding, Peter followed Olivia to a quiet corner of the waiting area, away from prying eyes and ears. Once they were alone, Olivia fixed him with a searching gaze.

"Peter, I need to ask you something," she began, her voice serious. "Is there something going on between you and [Y/N]? I’ve been wanting to ask this for a few weeks now, but I couldn’t be sure. But now…"

Peter's heart skipped a beat at her question, his mind racing as he tried to formulate a response. He couldn't lie to Olivia, not about something like this.

"Yes," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "We're... involved." It felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Telling someone felt like a brick from the wall that was stopping your relationship from moving forward had been moved. He almost wanted to laugh, of course you would be right about that.

Olivia's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly regained her composure. "I had a feeling. The way you two interact, the tension between you..."

Peter nodded, guilt gnawing at his insides. "We've been trying to keep it under wraps, especially with everything going on at work. But tonight... we had a fight. I pushed her away, and now..."

Olivia placed a comforting hand on Peter's arm, her expression sympathetic. "Peter, you can't blame yourself for what happened. You didn't know this was going to happen."

Peter shook his head, his voice choked with emotion. "She was pissed with me when she left tonight, I know she was,”

Olivia squeezed his arm reassuringly. "You'll have plenty of time to make it up to her once she's out of surgery. Right now, we need to focus on supporting her and making sure she pulls through this."

Peter nodded, a sense of determination settling over him. "You're right. I won't let her down again."

<><> “Peter, Peter wake up,” His eyes shot open upon hearing Olivia’s voice. For a brief moment he wasn’t sitting in the most uncomfortable chair he’s ever sat in his entire life trying to get even an hours worth of sleep. The brunette woman gave him a gentle smile, “The doctor said that she’s stable enough that you can go see her now. I thought it would be best if you go sit with her, just make sure you keep us updated okay?” She gave his thigh a squeeze as she stood up to her full height, Peter following soon after. He rubbed a hand over his face, waking himself up a bit more; “Wha-what room is she in?” “ICU 7,” Olivia gave him a somber look, “I’ll bring her some stuff that you can give to her from her apartment,” Peter waited for a moment as Olivia walked past him before calling out her name. Waiting until she turned around he gave her the first small smile he could muster, “Thank you,” “You both deserve happiness. And if I can give you even a small bit of that, I will. I’ll be back in a few hours,” Olivia nodded before turning around and walking back down the corridor. Leaving Peter with  shaking hands, unsure of what he was about to face. ICU 7’s door was plain. There was absolutely nothing significant at all about it. Peter would almost say it was too clean. His hand couldn’t bring himself to open the door, he wanted to. He needed to see her but his was almost scared to see what was on the other side. With a heavy heart, Peter Stone entered the hospital room where you lay unconscious, hooked up to various monitors and IV lines. The tube down your throat with the machine on the right breathing for you gave him a solid reminder that you were just that close to losing your life. Almost 12 hours ago you were under him, your lips pressed to his as your nails scratched down his back, and now you looked just a shell of yourself. You were pale, almost white. It made him almost want to cry, this wasn’t you. There was no sparkle there. It was almost like he was waiting for you to suddenly open your eyes to make a comment about him being over dramatic.  The steady beep of the machines provided a somber backdrop to the scene, punctuating the silence that filled the room. He took in a deep breath, the smell of antiseptic assaulting his nostrils.

Pulling up a chair beside your bed, Peter took a moment to gather his thoughts, his gaze fixed on your still form. You looked so fragile lying there, a stark contrast to the strong and vibrant person he knew you to be.

"Hey," he whispered, reaching out to take your hand in his. "It's me, Peter. I'm here."

He was waiting, almost anticipating a response. But your hand just remained limp and the machine continued to pump air into your lungs. Peter felt a pang of guilt twist in his chest. He should have been there for you, to prevent this from happening. Maybe if you didn’t argue there could have been a chance he could have convinced you to play hooky like he was planning, But instead, he had let his fears and insecurities get in the way, pushing you away when you needed him most.

"I'm so sorry, [Y/N]," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I should have told you how I feel. I should have fought for us, instead of letting my own doubts hold me back."

Taking a deep breath, Peter continued, his words tumbling out in a rush of emotion. "I love you, [Y/N]. I've loved you from the moment I met you, and I've been an idiot for not saying it sooner. You mean everything to me, and I can't bear the thought of losing you."

Tears welled in Peter's eyes as he spoke, his heart laid bare before you in the quiet of the hospital room. He knew you couldn't hear him, couldn't respond to his confession, but he needed to say the words out loud, if only to ease the burden of his guilt.

"I promise, when you wake up, I'll be here," he vowed, his voice barely a whisper. "I'll be here for you, [Y/N], for as long as you'll have me. And I'll do whatever it takes to make things right between us."

With a heavy heart, Peter leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering against your skin for a moment longer. Then, with a sigh, he settled back into his chair, his hand still clasped tightly in yours. <><>

Days had passed since Peter's confession at your bedside. Each moment felt like an eternity as he waited anxiously for any sign of improvement in your condition. The hospital staff worked tirelessly to stabilize you, but the road to recovery was slow and uncertain. They allowed him to shower there, his laptop constantly by his side as he tried tiredlessly to catch up on the ever-building unanswered emails. It was a nice distraction to the heartbreaking scene in front of him. His phone would ring occasionally from the team at SVU asking for updates- Olivia passing them on to your family who were unable to catch a flight to get to you.

Then, finally, a glimmer of hope emerged as you began to show signs of improvement. The doctor discussed removing the tube from your mouth and throat, explaining that it was a procedure he wouldn’t want to be around to watch. It was an internal battle he was fighting before a friendly nurse, one who had been bringing him late night snacks from the nurses station, placed a hand on his arm and reassured him that you’ll be in good hands and it’s nothing they haven’t done a hundred times before. She was giving him a chance to go freshen up before seeing you. It felt like hours, the drive to his apartment, the shower, the re dressing, getting your favourite food from the takeaway place down the road, before making his way back to the hospital. One part of him wanted to bring you back flowers, but the other part of him heard you mocking him for being over-romantic and reminded him that you didn’t always like romance.

Yet, Peter was there, as he had promised, seated beside your bed with a laptop open in front of him, but his attention was wholly focused on you. When he noticed the subtle change in your demeanor, his heart skipped a beat, and he set aside his work, all his attention now on you.

"Hey there," he said softly, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Welcome back."

Your vision was blurry, your mind still foggy from the effects of the medication, but his voice was a lifeline in the darkness. Slowly, you blinked away the haze, trying to focus on his face.

"Peter?" you murmured, your voice raspy from disuse. You winced slightly, every bone and muscle crying out in pain as you slightly moved.

"Yeah, it's me," he replied, reaching out to take your hand in his. "How are you feeling?" You tried to speak, but the rawness of your throat made you grimace in pain. It felt like you had tonsilitis all over again.

"It's okay," he reassured you, his voice calm and soothing. "You're in the hospital, but you're going to be okay. The doctors had to intubate you to help you breathe, but you're getting better. Do you need anything? I have food, water, what do you need,” You pointed to the water bottle sitting on the table next to him, something which he grabbed and unlidded quickly. It was like you hadn’t drank anything in years, the whole bottle was almost finished before you pulled it away. Peter watched with bated breath as you took small sips of water, relief flooding through him as you finally seemed to find some comfort. He couldn't help but marvel at the resilience you displayed, even in the face of such adversity.

"Better?" he asked softly, his eyes filled with concern as he watched you carefully.

You nodded weakly, your voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you."

Peter smiled, a warm, genuine expression that reached his eyes. "Of course. Anything for you."

As you settled back against the pillows, Peter reached for the container of food he had brought, offering it to you with a gentle hand. "I got your favorite," he said, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. "I hope you're hungry. The doctor said you need to take it easy but I know you’d probably be hungry,”

You managed a small smile, gratitude shining in your eyes as you accepted the offering. "Thank you, Peter. You didn't have to do all this."

He shook his head, his expression earnest. "I wanted to. I wanted to make sure you had everything you needed when you woke up."

The two of you fell into a comfortable silence as you ate, the only sound filling the room the quiet hum of the machines monitoring your vitals. It was a small moment of normalcy in the midst of chaos, a reminder of the bond you shared and the love that bound you together.

As you finished your meal, Peter reached for your hand once more, his touch gentle and reassuring. "I'm so glad you're awake, [Y/N]," he said softly, his voice filled with emotion. "I've missed you."

“I’ve been here,” You pointed out, a small, weak smile crossing your face. Peter paused eating, a shadow crossing his face, “It’s not the same. It wasn’t the same. I’ve had a gun pointed at me and I was less scared then what I was when I got that phone call from Liv,” You looked down, your appetite suddenly gone and the air in the hospital room becoming thick, “I didn’t go out intending to be stabbed,” “We had an argument that night about the same thing we always do. And that was all I could think about. Was that you weren’t going to make it and you thought that I didn’t love you,” You pulled shrugged a shoulder, “And do you?” Peter's heart clenched at your question, the weight of it hanging heavy in the air between you. He took a deep breath, his gaze searching yours as he gathered his thoughts. The idea of him waking up to you every morning, being able to hold your hand in public, to kiss you. The idea of being able to tell you that he loved you every day and every night meant more to him then you would ever fully be able to comprehend.

"Yes," he replied, his voice steady despite the turmoil raging within him. "I love you. More than I can put into words."

You met his gaze, uncertainty flickering in your eyes. "But why didn't you say anything before? Why keep it a secret?"

Peter sighed, his shoulders sagging with the weight of his guilt. "I was scared. Scared of what it would mean for us, for our jobs. Scared of losing you if things didn't work out." You opened your mouth to retaliate but he held up a hand to cut you off.

"But that's no excuse," he continued, his voice tinged with regret. "I should have been brave enough to tell you how I feel, to fight for us instead of letting my fears hold me back. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that I let my own insecurities get in the way of our happiness"

Tears welled in your eyes as you listened to Peter's confession, his words echoing the doubts and fears that had plagued you both in the weeks leading up to your hospitalization. But beneath the pain and regret, there was a glimmer of hope, a flicker of possibility that maybe, just maybe, you could find a way to move forward together.

Reaching out, you took Peter's hand in yours, the warmth of his touch grounding you in the present moment. "I forgive you, Peter," you said softly, your voice barely above a whisper. "We've both made mistakes, but that doesn't change how I feel about you."

Peter's gaze softened, his heart swelling with love and gratitude. "I don't deserve you."

You shook your head, a small smile gracing your lips. "We’re idiots but we deserve each other, Peter. And whatever happens next, we'll face it together."

In that moment, as you sat together in the quiet of the hospital room, surrounded by the steady beep of the monitors and the hum of the machines, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, as long as you had each other, you could weather any storm. And with a renewed sense of hope and determination, you leaned in to press a gentle kiss to Peter's lips, sealing your love and commitment to each other once and for all.

[ladysternchen]

The adaptation of Elves in Peter Jackson's movies and how it influences my (and I would guess our?) perception

Ok, I wanted to write a semi-sophisticated post about this, but I'm simply too tired for that today (and my brain refuses to english at the moment in general), so it's bullet points only, I'm afraid.

So Peter Jackson's interpretation massively influenced our perception of Tolkien's Elves. Here are a few examples how he defined how I imagine Elves in general and certain characters in particular (and I guess many share that experience):

Elves have pointed ears (it's never written explicitly in the books, but I can't imagine them not being pointy-eared)

Elves have long hair per default (again, stated nowhere. We know some individuals had long hair, but all of them? We know it not. But that perception was still enough to make many people -me included- being put off when RoP-Elves had short hair. Nope, nothing doing. To me, if they have short hair, it is for a reason.

Legolas is blonde (yes yes, the infamous dark head- discussion. We just don't know!) I really do some mental gymnastics to erase Orlando Bloom from my imagination of Legolas but I can't do it. I'll explain later. Oh, and btw, this has nothing to do with me not liking the PJ LotR-movies or Orlando Bloom's performance, I love both, I just want to get away from seeing a human actor when imagining and elf.

Elrond looks somewhat older and is generally a bit grumpy. Uuuhh, this one is so hard to get out of. Again, I loved Hugo Weaving's performance as Elrond, but it has little to do with book-Elrond, and I want to be able to see/imagine book-Elrond. Gnaaaahhhhh. (see, that's why I'm not a massive fan of movie-adaptations in general. I have a form of face-blindness that makes it very hard for me to see someone's face in my head. And somehow, that makes unseeing actors even harder)

Liv Tyler totally defined how not only Arwen, but also Lúthien is imagined (not just by me)

this one is a bit of a personal and really silly one, but in my imagination, Beleg Cúthalion looks very Orlando Bloom:ish 🤣 Idk why, maybe it's just the archer, but I can imagine Beleg even less not looking like movie Legolas than Legolas himself 🤦‍♀️

not something that changed our perception but just a random adaptation-point: much as I find PJ's Legolas to be spot on, he absolutely ruined Thranduil imo. Like, movie Thranduil has nothing (like zero) in common with book-Thranduil. Just WHY? And why did PJ have to butcher two characters in one here, one of which has no business being anywhere near The Hobbit. (Yeah, that's also the reason why I don't ever want to see the Silmarillion made into a movie, and much less see PJ do that)

RoP portrayed Galadriel more in-character than PJ did (I'm NOT saying Cate Blanchett didn't do an absolutely superb job). Galadriel is not that wise beyond anything ethereal being at all. She is headstrong and bold and angry and quite likes to tease people. That is missing from the PJ's adaptation, while RoP totally exaggerate it ���� I know it is usually argued that Galadriel did grow out of her hot head, but idk, did she? In the book, she still makes fun of Celeborn about his people's attitude towards Dwarves when the Fellowship seeks shelter in Lórien. It's the good-natured teasing between lovers, sure, but still shows her character well.

oh, and speaking of possible adaptations of the Silmarillion- I never thought I'd hear me say that, but IF there is an actress that could possibly portray Melian and not have me hide on a lonely isle with no wifi-connection, it must be Caitríona Balfe. Or it would have had to be, as people are not getting younger. Ah well, not happening anyway, and you all never heard me say that. Forget all about it

@silmarillionwritersguild

[altsvu]

three way phone part 1

pairing: sonny carisi x peter stone x detective!fem!reader

wc: 1.4k

summary: a movie night with the boys is all fine and dandy until things get spicy.

cw: shameless flirting, a little smut

a/n: in honor of this fic officially sitting in my drafts for THREE years (1/3/2021), i’m gonna post it today :) i’m thinking of making this a two part thing, with part two being raunchy asf. this is my first time writing a 3some so enjoy lovelies! 😭🫶🏽

law and order svu masterlist! ✯ taglist!

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For a while you had been toying with Peter and Sonny because they both had feelings for you, even thought lately you had been more close with Peter. Two weeks ago, Sonny took you out to his favorite restaurant, and last week, Peter took you to a baseball game. You, Sonny and Peter hung out a lot after work if one of them weren’t spending time with you, and you were hoping for something more with one, or both of them.

“Y/N.” You turned and saw Peter coming over to you. You were the only detective in the precinct, Sonny had left to get ready for movie night. On the other hand you were chilling in the break room getting some paperwork done. That was something you did when you didn’t feel like sitting at your desk.

“Oh hey Peter.” You smiled.

“Hey there beautiful.” He said. He kissed your cheek before he sat down.

“You always find a way to flirt with me.”

“Ever since that baseball game, I’ve had even more feelings for you.”

His hand found a way to your thigh.

“Aww, Peter. Really?”

“Yeah. I can’t stop thinking about you, and I was hoping...”

There was a bit of silence between the two of you.

“That maybe we can spend more time together. Alone.”

“I- How did you know?”

You scooted closer to Peter.

“It’s written all over you.” You whispered.

You and Peter both knew the energy shifted after that. He moved closer and kissed you. You kissed him back and it was one of the best things you ever experienced. His hands went to your ass, gripping it so he could transport you from your chair to his lap. A squeal escaped your lips.

“Damn Peter.”

“Damn, is absolutely correct. What’s on for tonight?”

“I was thinking Gothika or the Invisible Guardian, since you boys don’t want to watch romance movies.”

“I think we know how that would play out. But I would kill for some Naked.”

“Ooh, Naked sounds good. I’ll tell Sonny when he gets there.”

Peter smiled and looked at you.

“What?”

“Nothing. You just look beautiful sitting on my lap.”

You kissed him then slid the paperwork closer to you so you could finish it. You shifted in his lap so that both of your legs were facing the table and you let him grip you by your waist. Peter watched as you completed your DD5’s. At one point he pushed some of your hair back.

“Peter...” You smiled. “Very tempting of you.”

Your phone went off with a text from Sonny asking you if you were still on for sitting in on the civil court case he’s working with Pippa Cox for with him. You replied with an “Of course! I can’t wait!”

“You planning on being a lawyer?”

“I haven’t thought about it. I’m just really interested in the court system. Plus, if I ever decided to, I have one of many great former and current ADA’s I can go to.”

“Am I on that list?” Peter whispered.

“Top 3.” You whispered back, finishing the last component of the 5. “Okay. I’m done.”

“Good. I can’t wait to see what you wear later. “

“I’m sure you can’t.” You smirked, getting up from his lap. “Accompany me to Liv’s office and my desk?”

“Of course.” Peter got up and grabbed you by the waist as you were fixing up the papers.

“Peter!” You shrieked. He chuckled and pulled you closer to him, then kissing your lips. After your little make out session, you stopped by Liv’s office and placed your forms on her desk along with a small note, then went to your desk to grab your things.

“So... I’ll see you in about an hour or two?” You asked after getting outside.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

A grin formed on your face. “Bye for now, Peter.” You planted a kiss on his cheek and then went on your separate ways.

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You had just finished getting dressed and spritzing yourself with a body mist. You wore a pink silk spaghetti strap cropped v neck, a pair of pink and flower patterned tie up sleep shorts, a black silk long robe, and white fuzzy socks. Going to the kitchen to set up snacks, you heard the doorbell rang and when you went to check, it was Sonny.

“Sonny!” You squealed when he kissed your cheek and gave you a tight hug and lifted you off the floor a bit. You closed the door behind him when he put you down.

“You look beautiful for someone who’s hosting movie night.”

“You think I’m overdressed?”

“Of course not, doll.” Sonny stepped closer to you and his hand made its way under your robe. It slowly slipped off and there was a moment of silence between the two of you. Sonny’s hands then went to the sliver of bare skin. “What you’re wearing is just fine.”

“Good.” You whispered. You planted a kiss on his cheek and walked over to the kitchen to prepare the snacks.

You already had the wine out, two bottles of everyone’s favorite cabernet sauvignon to be more specific, and you wanted to prepare a small charcuterie board with several cheeses, meats, grapes, and dark chocolate. You enjoyed doing things like this, it gave you a sort of satisfaction. People always praised you for bringing the best snacks and things of the sort.

Sonny followed behind you and offered to help you set up and make a pretty display. While setting up, the doorbell rang and you went to get it.

“Y/N,” Peter started, looking at you with a smile on his face.

“Hi Peter!” You smiled back. He pulled you into a hug for a little while. “We’re in the kitchen.”

Now finally, the three of you were here and ready to get the party started. You spent some time with them in the kitchen playing around by tossing and playfully feeding each other pieces of cheese, grapes, and chocolate. You were having fun. You liked hanging out with Peter and Sonny, and they liked hanging out with you just the same.

After a little while doing that, the guys helped you finish your display in the living room with the last of snacks, and then it was time to settle down.

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“Are you boys getting bored?” You asked, taking another sip of wine.

After many glasses of wine and a fee snacks remaining, the three of you had finished the first movie, and was on the second movie you chose.

“Oh dear Y/N, very, very bored.” Peter joked. He draped an arm around you and looked at you passionately.

“Boohoo.” You mused. You turned to look at Sonny who was sitting beside you as well. “Sonny?”

Sonny smiled. “Never with you.”

“You’re so cute.” You smiled, planting a small kiss on his nose.

Peter’s hand trailed along the bare parts of your body. “I think… we can have a lot more fun on our own.”

You looked back at Peter, noticing the fierceness in his eyes. You let that same hand caress your cheek. Peter wanted to do his own thing, give you pleasure, and he wasn’t gonna let you go easily. He moved closer to you, his hands moving to your thigh.

However, you weren’t gonna give in. Not that easily. You sat there, letting Peter seduce you until you reached your breaking point. The softest moan escaped your lips. Sonny watched in amazement as Peter continued to seduce you. He turned your head to face him and he leaned in to kiss you. It was soft but also rough. You gave in and kissed him back, pulling him closer to you. You guided his hand to hold your waist. While kissing Peter you searched for Sonny’s hand to touch you as well. You could tell Sonny was hesitant, but when you felt the warmth of his body touch through the thin piece of silk that was the robe, you knew he wanted a piece of you too.

Sonny slipped a part of your robe off and kissed your bare shoulder, then went up to your neck and sucked on the soft skin. You had stopped kissing Peter at this point and he was leaving kisses on your chest. He slipped off the other side of your robe and as of now, the two men left you with bare shoulders.

“Boys. I think we should take this to the bedroom.” You whispered ever so shallowly.

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taglist: @storiesofsvu @averyhotchner @ssaic-jareau @detective-giggles @blackbeautifulqueen @lapaquerette @itsjustmyfantasyroom

[louisaland]

Some more thoughts on Season 16 of Law and Order SVU.

I miss Munch, particularly his snarky exchanges with Fin, which brought some levity to the darker episodes. Those two together were comedy gold and such a great partnership.

I’ve enjoyed seeing Carisi working with Rollins, he is v respectful of her and lets her take the lead, and offers to work with her quite a few times, and openly admits to her that he still has a lot to learn about the job. 

It is refreshing to see a team where everyone works well together, as Fin complained whenever he was paired with Stabler, and I think Stabler was a bit annoyed at being paired with Munch a few times too. 

Loved seeing Barba as a son and grandson, actually getting emotional, as, up until that point, I had found him a bit cold/robotic. 

The way he held Noah was hysterical as well, like he was holding a bag of toxic waste! Should have called Stabler or Carisi instead, Liv!

Adored meeting Bella, Carisi’s sister. I liked how non-judgemental he was about her maybe not keeping her baby as he didn’t say anything but was just quietly supportive. Stabler would have been more vocal in his Catholic views, I believe, 

Sonny’s anger is always so righteous but I feel he is always in control of it, so even though he was rough with Tommy, he didn’t go too far and beat him to a pulp/hit him. 

He also has a lot of empathy for the victims and their families, just like Olivia does, and he connects with people very easily, like with the lawyer daughter in the Marcia Cross episode where her character is married to a writer with ailing health. 

I love that he’s told his family about Olivia is awesome and that he loves his job and working for her, that was a sweet moment! 

Also, good job to the casting directors for the actress who plays Bella, she and Peter Scanavino look like they could actually be siblings!

He also did an awesome job being undercover, and looked super hot with the gelled back hair and the glasses.

The episode with Amaro’s dad reminded me a lot of Stabler and his equally awful childhood. They are both really hot-headed and internalise everything until they take it out on their lockers. At least Amaro is going to Anger Management classes!

I liked seeing Amaro with his ex’s boy, who he considers to be his son. He is also a good dad to his daughter, so that has made me warm to him a little more, though I still don’t miss him if he’s not there! 

Just finished watching the serial killer who is a doctor who has committed crimes in Chicago, New York and elsewhere. He was terrifying in the courtroom scene, loved seeing Coroner Warner, she’s so great and one of my favourite minor characters. 

I now want to rewatch the ep he is in from somewhere between Season 5-8, as the passing of time on this show is Very Wonky ™! 

I am approaching the end of the Season, I think I will be getting Seasons 17 to present day too, even if they are in French and I have to deal with names being mispronounced ( Ezzer for Heather was particularly bad!).

I also googled the William Lewis scenario and it seems like I bypassed it and there is zero chance he will ever come back, as K could barely cope with reading about it let alone watch it! 

[starryeyed28]

in a rush will be a month old in a few days

hey! i’m new here and i’d like to introduce myself to you!

my name is liv, my pronouns are she/her and im writing a jegulus fanfiction on ao3.

Let me tell a little about it!

So the story passes in a time where James and Reg are in his mid twenties, but their story start years before. James met Sirius and Peter when they were toddlers, and Reg came with them (Don’t worry! Moony has his entrance!) Basically, all of them grew up together, but when James was 15, he started developing a crush for Reg, and by that time, Sirius, Regulus and James were living in the same house with the Potters. The story is in James’ pov, and I pretend to do others povs, too. BUT, the story passes 10 years later. And they aren’t together. They aren’t talking. Something happened all of those years ago, but we don’t know what, and james spent 8 years without hearing about Regulus. Yet, he is back in his life now, and it is making james crazy. His old love is back. Did he ever get over him? Does he feel something? What is going to happen between them now?

ALSO

we will get wolfstar in here! I have so many plans for them 😁

I usually update two times a week (wednesdays&fridays) so you can get both flashback and nowadays chapters without having to wait too long.

that’s it babes!!! i hope you check it out!

-> In A Rush by starryeyed28 on ao3

xxxx

[thatssonanii]

Things We Have to Lose Pt. 2

SVU Fic

A/N: Been holding onto this for a month. Figured I better post it before your surgery so I can get it out.

Carisi and Peach stood over their now one year old daughter in her Bluey toddler bed. As a part her birthday gifts, Carisi had her room made over as a gift to match her newfound love for Bluey. Sunshine slept peacefully after spending her birthday weekend with both sides of the family and friends.

"She's knocked out. Long day of bossing everybody around," Carisi whispered, pulling his wife closer.

Peach laughed softly. "Long weekend of bossing everybody around you mean. But I'm glad she enjoyed her party."

"So am I. I'm just," he sighed softly, "I'm worried about what's gonna happen tomorrow when you go back to work."

Peach turned on the bluey light projector and the baby monitor then pulled her husband out of the room with her closing it up a bit. She led him to the living room, both sitting down on the sofa. Peach pulled her legs under her and faced him.

"What are you worried about?"

"You know like I know Amanda is not happy. She hid it well for the most part but we all knew," he explained. "I don't care about her not being happy but I care about what that could mean for you."

Peach watched her husband, noticing his nervous ticks and reached out to hold his hand. "Babe, she's probably just gonna be a little snippy and ask questions. I don't mind answering some of her questions but I'm not gonna let her get invasive."

"You know like I know she's gonna get more than a little snippy. I just don't want her being her to get you into trouble."

"What can she do? McCoy already knew and we told Garland last week. We've handled all cases correctly. There's nothing she can do."

He sighed again this time staring at his wife. "BiBi, listen ... I'm talking about her pressing your buttons and you reacting. There's only so much Liv can do."

"It's been a whole 24 hours since the party and we've heard nothing from her. She would've called or texted you by now. Right?"

"Yeah but," he started. Peach cut him off with a finger to his lips.

"No buts. We're not gonna worry about her. If anything goes on, trust your wife enough to handle it the right way. Okay?"

He smiled softly at her. "Okay, Bibi. Okay."

"Now," she smiled as she got up from the sofa, "There are some files in the bedroom I need you to look at, Mr. ADA."

"Files?"

"Yup ... files," she winked before disappearing down the hallway.

Unable to shake the events that unfolded the night before at Sunshine's birthday party, Amanda left Hasim with her girls citing an emergency meet up for work. She found herself at Peter's condo, knocking hard on the door not thinking about the late hour. Minutes later the door was snatched open, revealing an annoyed Peter.

"I'm not gonna ask if you know what time it is because I know you know," he complained leaning against his door. "But let me remind you in case you forgot, it's eleven almost midnight. What do you want?"

She rushed into his condo without waiting on an invite much to Peter's dismay. He closed the door behind her following her to his living room. She paced the floor a bit, trying to get her thoughts together.

"I'll ask again, what do you want, Amanda?"

"You knew."

"I knew what?"

She sucked her teeth, rolling her eyes to the heavens. "You know what I'm talking about," she exclaimed. "You knew about Peach and Carisi."

He sighed, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his pajama pants. "What does it matter whether I knew or not? Its all out in the open now."

"It matters because you let me believe that Sunshine was yours! I did all of this and you just let me look crazy, Peter!"

Shaking his head, Peter straightened his posture before addressing her. "I didn't do either of those things, you did that, Amanda. Let's get this straight right now. I told you to leave it alone, I told you to mind your business, I told you not to mess with Peach. So don't go putting this on me."

"You could've told me!" She yelled throwing her hands up. "I was truly worried about you not seeing your daughter! Or the girl I thought was your daughter!"

"Cut the crap, Amanda. You've got some issue with Peach and you were trying to stick it to her. Save your martyr act." He admonished. "And anyway why does it matter if Carisi and Peach are married and have a kid? If memory serves me correctly you're with Hassan, are you not? And you didn't want Carisi or am I rememberingthat incorrectly?"

Her pacing stopped. She stared at him. "I don't want Carisi. I'm upset because he's my friend and now he's stuck with her."

"And that's his choice. Not yours, Amanda." He pinched the bridge of his nose trying to calm himself down. "What Carisi does with his life is none of your concern. You didn't want him, remember? Leave. Him. Alone."

"He's my friend! I care about his well being which is gonna suffer with her."

"Has his well being suffered in the two years they've been together? Because from what I gather, she's been great for his well being. And since being around them, I can vouch for that."

"You really believe that?" She asked giving him an incredulous look.

He shrugged. "It doesn't matter what you or I believe. It matters what Carisi believes."

She shook her head. "Can't believe this. I've gotta talk to Sonny."

"Listen to me ... leave this alone before you do something you can't take back."

With those final words, Peter watched Amanda storm out slamming the door behind her. Going back to his spot on the sofa, Peter grabbed his phone to send Olivia a text about Amanda's impromptu visit and then sent one to Nikki Stains. Although he should regret even getting involved in any of it, he didn't at all.

The next morning Olivia read through her texts while she rode the elevator up to the squad. She let out a harsh breath thinking of what could possibly unfold during the work day. Being as Amanda hadn't made a scene at the party, she hoped that her detective wouldn't do it at work either.

Olivia saw Fin and Kat at their desks while the other two sat empty and she feared the worst.

"They're just late, Liv. Rollins got stuck in traffic," Fin informed her reading the look on his friend's face.

"And Sunny had a little melt down when Carisi was dropping her off to Nick's mom so Peach had to go help so he could get to court," Kat added not looking up from her paperwork.

"Okay," Olivia breathed out, "Good. Did the two of you hear anything?"

Fin leaned back in his chair. "Quiet on my end."

Kat scratched her head still looking down. "They haven't spoken of that's what you're asking, Cap. Only thing I heard was that Carisi is worried."

"That makes two of us but no news is good news. I need you two to pay close attention to them, intervene if you have to no matter how small or big. Okay?"

Both Fin and Kat agree and Olivia goes to her office, closing the door behind her. Moments later, Amanda rushed in going straight to her desk.

"Traffic was a bitch this morning two wrecks right after the other. Had to go all the way around," Amanda complained while putting her things away. "But I'm here, I'm here."

Fin smiled at her. "It's all good, Amanda. What matters is that you weren't in either of them."

"Right. You're here and safe." Kat added taking a brief look up.

Hearing that felt good, felt to her like her friends hadn't completely betrayed her. She pulled a file from her desk with notes she needed to look over.

"What did you all do yesterday?" She asked flipping through the papers.

Kat shrugged. "Was here for a bit to catch up on paperwork I didn't finish Friday and went to dinner last night."

"Phoebe had me helping her pick new furniture out. We spent all day in ikea." Fin answered twisting side to side in his chair. "Had pizza and went to bed. What about you?"

"All that sounds fun except the paperwork, Kat." She laughed. "Uuh took the girls to the park, Hasim made dinner. I did go see Peter for a bit."

Her admission made Kat look up, she made eye contact with Fin before they both turned to look at Amanda.

"As in Stone?" Fin asked.

"The one and only. Just a quick chat then went back home." Amanda shrugged. She tried to judge their reactions but came up empty.

Peach breezed in, she hugged Kat then went to her desk collapsing in her desk chair. She let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh my gosh, I've never been so happy to be at work," she laughed.

Amanda eyed the other woman with anger in her eyes. The look didn't go unnoticed by Fin but he kept quiet not wanting to agitate the situation.

"Don't do my niece that way."

"Kat, you're saying that because you didn't have to pry her out of her dad's arms and endure crying for 20 minutes straight," Peach sassed. "I should've just taken her myself but no."

Fin chuckled. "She's probably still tired. She partied pretty hard Saturday. My son said Jaden was the same way this morning."

"Yeah well she should've went to bed when I told her to last night instead of playing with Bluey," Peach joked. "Good morning, Amanda. Thank you for the gifts and bringing the girls."

Fin and Kat held their breath watching the interaction.

"Hmm? Oh you're welcome, I hope she enjoyed them. The girls had fun as well."

Peach smiled at her. "She did enjoy them. They did? I'm so glad to hear that. I know the girls slept good that night between our nephew and nieces running them around and all the food and sweets."

"Our," Amanda mumbled before recovering. "Did you redecorate? Sonny's house, I mean."

"Here and there. What did you think of it?"

She shrugged going back to her notes. "Mmmm, it's okay. I like it better before but you're the one that has to live there."

"That's right, I am and I love it." Peach laughed softly.

"Hmm I bet you do."

Fin's phone ringing interrupted their conversation. He answered it quickly taking a few notes then hung up.

"We got a push in rape. Rollins, you're with me to the hospital. Peach," he called out standing up, "You and Kat go to the scene."

Figuring he needed to send more than a text, Peter went to Carisi's office. After speaking with his former (and Carisi's current) assistant, Peter enter his office closing the door behind him. He took a seat in front of the desk.

"Sorry to interrupt but figured this deserved a pop up." Peter explained reaching to shake his hand.

"I would say it's nice to see you but I don't think this is a good visit."

"You're right it's not," Peter admitted. "But first, how's the little princess?"

Carisi leaned back in his chair a soft chuckle escaped him. "She's not too happy with me. She didn't wanna leave me this morning, she went to sleep pretty late last night."

"She was still on that birthday high," he chucked, "Did you hear anything from Amanda?"

"No but I'm sure it won't be long now. Why?" Carisi frowned a bit.

Peter proceeded to recount the events of the previous night, making sure not to leave anything out. Once it was all out, Peter sat quietly letting Carisi digest everything. The ADA rested his elbows on his desk taking a few, slow breaths.

"I don't get it. For years before BiBi got to svu, I tried with Amanda and embarrassingly enough I got shot down every time. So I gave it up. And now ... now," he hissed softly, "She's trying to save me. It's bull."

"Trust me, I agree with you. She didn't want you but she also doesn't want anyone else to have you." Peter deduced with a slight chuckle.

Carisi nodded, squeezing his fists closed right. "And because she had such a problem with BiBi, it's even worse."

Peter learned forward in his seat. "Speaking of, what exactly is the problem?"

"Honestly, I don't know the exact reason that started this. All I know is they never got along and it's gotten worse since," he explained, running his hands through his hair. "And between you and me I'm still not convinced Amanda didn't put Bibi being a UC out on purpose."

"Wait what?"

"Yeah. Fin, Bibi and Amaro went undercover and towards the end it got out, some of the guys jumped on her. Thankfully Fin intervened and they were able to spin it."

"Wow," he uttered. "I would hope that she didn't but she doesn't have the best track record. Sandbagging is her go to when she doesn't like something. She did it to me twice."

Carisi nodded trying to make sense of it. His daughter's birthday should still be taking up majority of the space in his mind but instead it was this.

"While it's just us, we should talk."

Peach glanced at her best friend from the road. "Uuh okay. About what?"

"Amanda."

"First Sonny, now you," she complained, "My baby just turned one and all anyone seems to wanna talk about is her. I don't care if she's mad, I don't care if she's sad. I don't care how she feels about me, my husband or my child."

Kat put a calming hand on her shoulder. "Hey, wait, I'm on your side here. When I said Amanda I didn't mean her feelings, I meant about her possibly retaliating."

"I didn't mean to snap at you but I'm done walking around on eggshells for her. She needs to get the hell over it. "

"I agree, Peach. I do. But listen, you know she's gonna try to do something to get back and when she does you can't let her win. Don't give in." Kat coached.

Peach agreed just like she had with her husband. Getting back to the squad, Fin and Amanda had beat the best friends there and were already giving Olivia a briefing on what they had.

"Okay, follow those leads," Olivia turned to Kat and Peach, "And what do you two have for me? Please say good news."

"Okay so the building does have cameras in the lobby, those were sent over and we found out that this guy tried to do this two weeks ago to another tenant." Peach explained. "She wasn't home, we sent officers to her job."

Olivia pulled her glasses off, "Okay let's see if we can find a report on it. Anything else?"

Amanda cut in, "Did you ask about a boyfriend or if she has multiple people in and out?"

"We asked and they said female friends are often there," Kat shrugged going to her ringing phone, "They said nothing about men. Tamin?"

"Did she say something to indicate that there maybe a boyfriend or a man she's seeing?" Olivia asked.

Amanda shrugged going to look at their board. "She didn't but I get the feeling there may be."

"A feeling?" Olivia pushed.

"Yeah, a feeling, Cap."

"Fin, did you get this same feeling?"

Fin looked between his partner and the captain, he thought for a moment on his answer. Peach and Olivia waited on his answer while Kat continued her call.

"I didn't get that feeling. She was rattled, scared and nervous," he shrugged. "I didn't feel like she was hiding anything."

"I had a look through her phone when she asked me to call her mom she had quite a few pictures of herself and other men, dating apps, afew messages about meet ups." Amanda bought up unashamedly.

Olivia frowned a bit. "You went through her phone? Without permission?"

"Technically I did she asked me to call her mom."

Kat quietly returned to her spot beside Peach. They listened to Olivia and Amanda's conversation. Olivia was more worried about the breach of privacy without consent and Amanda was steadfast about her hiding things.

"The tenant, Alicia, is on her way, Cap." Kat slid in.

Olivia barely acknowledged the information carrying on with Amanda.

"Cap, all I'm saying is we asked about her seeing anyone and she didn't speak up about any of them. She's hiding something."

"Maybe she didn't think any of them were relevant or maybe they're not current," Fin suggested.

Olivia nodded. "And as we all know victims always withhold something. We'll talk to her again and see what comes of it."

The officers entering with Alicia cut their conversation short, Olivia allowed Fin and Kat to take her statement. She stood with Amanda and Peach on the outside listening in. Her story sounded consistent with the current victim outside of the actual rape which was thwarted by her live in boyfriend.

"At least her and the boyfriend got a good look at the guy so they can ID him when we catch him," Peach acknowledged softly. "Rollins, did the vic get a good look at him?"

Amanda ignored the question, keeping her eyes trained on her co-workers and Alicia. It was nice not having to interact much with Peach, she hoped it would have lasted the rest of the day. Peach glanced around Olivia to Amanda noticing the stoic look.

"Rollins," she called out a little louder, "The vic ... did she get a look?"

Once again, Peach's question was met with silence. The adolescent behavior annoyed her but she wasn't going to show it. Olivia nudged her detective, nodding at Peach.

"Oh uh she saw him but not a really good look. Sorry I'm trying to listen," she answered without looking in their direction.

Peach kept her remarks to herself, not wanting to start an argument. She remembered the promises that she made her husband and best friend, wanting to make good on them.

"It's being recorded, Amanda. Relax." The captain assured gently.

Amanda chuckled. "Relax? Yeah okay, Cap."

Olivia switched the speaker off turning to the blonde. "Is there something that you wanna get off your chest, Rollins?"

"Not at all, Captain."

"Are you sure? Because it sure sounds like you have something to say." Olivia pushed.

Amanda huffed loudly, "I'm sure. Can we get back to this?"

While on a lunch run, Peach met up with her husband to make sure he got food as well. They sat at a table while they waited on both of their orders. Peach showed her pictures from Nick's mom.

"She has so much fun over there," Peach gushed. "And gets fed well, even though she gets it all over herself."

The smile on Carisi's face slowly faded a they came to the last picture. "She does. And she's learning Spanish. She speaks more language than me."

"Between you teaching her Italian and Nick's mom with Spanish, she gonna be a well rounded little girl. And sassy in three different languages," Peach joked. "I noticed that you were frowning when you got here. What's up?"

Carisi sighed grabbing ahold of her hands, kissing the tops. "Peter came to see me today to tell me about a visitor he had last night."

"Uuuh... that made you frown?"

"Yeah. The visit it was Amanda." Peach tried to pull her hands away but he held onto them. "BiBi, stop and listen. I'm telling you so that you know." She frowned but mumbled for him to go on. "Thank you. He said that she was enraged with him and us when she came. She stormed in going on about us and wanting to fix it."

She looked her husband in the eyes as she spoke. "She's been fine, Sonny. A little snippy but fine. You and Kat worry too much."

Back at the squad, Olivia called Amanda into her office. She had her detective wait until she finished a few messages and emails. Since Peach had gone to get lunch, the detective had been vocal about her displeasure of the handling of their current case, sliding in subtle jabs at their missing coworker.

"I think you know why I called you in here, Amanda."

She raised a brow. "Actually I don't. What's up, Cap?"

"I know that finding out about Carisi and Peach on Saturday did not feel great for you. I know that it disappointed you and it upset you." Olivia stated. "But regardless of that you still have a job to do. I need to know that you can work with Peach and Carisi without their being an issue. If you can't then you need to tell me now and I'll find you somewhere else to go."

The blonde scoffed at the insinuation. "Why do I have to leave? I've been here longer."

"I'm telling you the same thing I plan on telling Peach, Amanda. I would like an answer."

"You know what? I need to think about it." She retorted. "For the last two years the people that I've trusted with my life before she even got here have been keeping this secret from me. Going on with them, celebrating or doing whatever while I sat in the dark."

Olivia clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "If that's how you feel, Amanda, then take some time to think about it. But while you are working as you come up with an answer, be professional or I'm going to take the decision away from you. Is that understood?"

"Got it, Cap. Anything else?"

"Watch your mouth and you know exactly what I mean." Olivia noticed Peach walk in with food and cleared her throat. "That's all. Send Peach in here."

After having a similar, albeit calmer, conversation with Peach, Olivia took a much needed break. She left Fin in charge while she went to get air. The detective ate and discussed the case amongst themselves.

"Oh this is my little baby, she must be about to nap. I'll be back." Peach rushed away into the crib to answer her facetime call.

Amanda watched her leave then started to mumble to herself. She had been texting all day with Nikki Stains to tell her about the situation and to call her off from helping Peter. She was upset with how things had unfolded, they weren't going in her favor.

"I have to know." She blurted out. "Kat, she's your best friend so I get it but Fin, we're partners. You knew and said nothing. I mean got God's sake, I was his partner too. Why?"

Fin and Kat exchanged looks as he dropped his fork onto the plate. "I was respecting their wishes, Amanda. I'm sorry if you're upset that we knew but you should know why they didn't want to tell you."

"I should know?" She repeated sarcastically. "I should know why they didn't tell me they were dating, they they were having a baby, that they were getting married? Well, I don't, Fin. Why don't you tell me?"

"Look at how you're acting," Kat interjected. "You're acting like it's some wild injustice against you and it's not. They're happy, that's all that matters."

Amanda threw her hands up, laughing. "That's not all that matters here. It's not."

"Then tell us what else matters," Fin pushed.

"Nothing. Nothing. Forget it. I'm thinking about leaving anyway." She pushed her chair back and got up, walking away from them.

She went to the crib, easing in quietly. From where she stood, she could see and hear the facetime call. Carisi had joined the call, his smile wider than she had ever seen aside from at the birthday party and for some reason it bothered her. Sunshine's giggles and words mixed in with her gibberish almost bought a smile to Amanda's face but hearing Peach's voice quickly ruined it.

"Oooh is that a yawn? Big girl is ready for a nap," Peach asked in the baby voice she used for her daughter.

Carisi chuckled at the yawn. "Yeah, Princess Sunny is tired. Take a nap and Daddy will be there to get you after. Okay?"

Sunshine spoke her gibberish through another yawn. "Kay. Buey?"

"Yeah, Sunshine, we can watch Bluey. Night night, big girl. Daddy loves you."

"Mommy loves you too, big girl."

Sunshine blew them a kiss at the instruction from Nick's mother. After she hung up, husband and wife spoke for a few minutes about what they would have for dinner and weekend plans before hanging up.

"You're eavesdropping." Peach called out looking down at her phone. "That's rude."

Amanda was startled by her, not sure how she had been heard. "I came in to get away, didn't realize you were in here."

"And once you did, you didn't leave." Peach shot back sliding her phone into her pocket. "But I'm leaving, it's all yours."

When Peach went to walk out the door back onto the floor, Amanda stepped in front of her. The latter staring into her coworkers eyes with disgust and anger.

"Excuse me, Amanda." She said as politely as she could.

"What is it with you? You came in charming everybody and making everyone love you, fall at your feet even." Amanda sneered. "But not me. You're a conniving snake."

Peach laughed. "I'm a snake? Me? Which one of us damn near blew the other's cover and got them beat up? Which one of us tried to undermine the other?"

"That was an accident and I can't help if you're wrong."

"I am your superior and I'm ordering you to move out of my way, Detective Rollins. Now."

"Oh yeah, my superior," Amanda laughed. "Explain to me again how you got that promotion to sergeant again. Garland does seem to be fond of you. You sleep with him too?"

It was Peach's turn to laugh. "Are you serious right now? Too? I guess you're counting Sonny. I got my promotion because I passed my test, something you failed to do so no I didn't sleep with Garland. I'm not you."

"And what is that supposed to mean?"

"Let's just say your reputation exceeds you, Amanda. Now please move."

"Of all the men you just had to have Sonny. You knew he was gullible, you knew he was vulnerable and you preyed on him." She accused poking her shoulder. "I knew that night I called and he was taking you home that you were gonna seduce him. He wanted love. You saw an opportunity, swooped in and took him."

"Do not touch me again." Peach warned. "To take him that would mean he belonged to someone, namely you, which he did not and does not."

"You're such a bitch. How did Sonny get stuck with someone like me?"

"Someone like me that loves him, cares for him and treats him like a person and not a burden. Someone like me that allows him to be himself, someone that doesn't belittle him. Is that what you mean?"

"No," she snapped. "No, I mean someone like you that sleeps with who she needs to just to get what she wants. I talked to your last partner. He told me about you and your captain. You got what you wanted then you were gone."

Peach stared at the blonde wanting to lash out. "Amanda, I keep telling you to mind your business. You don't know what you're talking about. Get out of my way."

"Oh, Bianca wants to run away now. Not so much to say now? I wonder what Carisi would think about you and your ex captain."

"You're pushing something that you shouldn't. Leave me alone, Amanda. All of this over a man you didn't want," Peach warned through gritted teeth. "You decided as soon as you saw me that you didn't like me and ever since then you've done nothing but be a bitch to me."

"I'm not scared of you. I know you're secret and I'm gonna tell everyone." Amanda smiled, clearly proud of herself.

Peach took deep breaths, trying to calm her nerves. "I'm trying to respect the captain's wishes and the promises I made my husband and Kat but you're making it very hard. Get out of my way."

"Move me, Bianca. Come on, you're not so big and bad huh?"

"I know that the captain gave you the same option that she gave me. You don't have to think, since it means so much to you to have them all to yourself then I'll leave. I'm not doing this with you anymore." Peach stepped around Amanda going for the door.

"Wonder what Sunshine's gonna think about having a whore for a mother? Hmm ... maybe she'll be just like you." Amanda called behind her with a sinister chuckle.

With her hand in the doorknob, Peach dropped her head counting to ten in her head. She could ignore nearly everything Amanda said but this was too far. Peach knew that Amanda was trying to press any button she could but this is one she should have left untouched.

"Let that be the last time you speak on my child."

"Truth hurts, huh? It's sad to think that your daughter is gonna be a whore just like you." Amanda taunted approaching her coworker. "It's gonna break Carisi's heart. Not only is his wife one but his daughter will be too."

Turning to face the blonde woman, Peach tried not to see red. She clenched her fists so tight that she was sure her nails were digging harshly into her palm. Her unwanted memories were floating back to her, she hated Amanda even more for being the reason they were back. That on top of her daughter being mentioned outweighed the promises she made.

"Say whatever you want about me but leave my daughter out of it. I don't talk about your kids."

"So tell me how was it? You know with your ex captain?" Amanda asked enthusiastically. "I wanna hear your side, see if it lives up to the story I got."

"Fuck off, Amanda."

"Oooh language. You're a mother, remember?"

While they continued their argument, Olivia walked back into the squad clearly refreshed from her break. She noticed the two empty desks.

"Where are they?"

"Peach went to take a call and I'm not sure where Amanda is," Kat answered.

"But they can't be together. For a long ass they've been gone we haven't heard any arguing."

In their arguing, Amanda had moved closer to Peach once again. She taunted her disregarding the warnings. Feeling herself become enraged again about the marriage, Amanda slapped her. Peach held her cheek for a moment.

"You deserve more than that but it felt good! You came in here trying to take over and I'm sick of you!

Outside in the squad, the trio heard the slap and the yell. Each having a delayed reaction before heading that way. Amanda's rant was cut off by Peach punching her in the mouth and stomach. She was going for a third hit when the others ran in, stepping between them.

"Did we not talk about this? What the hell is going on in here?" Olivia asked looking between them.

Peach checked her lip for blood. "She was eavesdropping on my call and then she wouldn't let me leave. She slapped me."

"Rollins, that true?"

Amanda groaned softly wiping the blood from her mouth. "She could've left."

"You were standing in my way! I asked you to move several times, I ordered you to move and you still didn't! Don't lie!"

Amanda smiled through the pain in her face and abdomen. "Don't leave out your little secret. You couldn't take it so you pushed me. That's why I slapped you."

"Liar," Peach tried trying to get to her only to have Kat pull her back.

"What secret?" Fin asked seeing the stressed look on their captain's face. "What is going on?"

Peach snarled at her. "You better fucking not."

"Her old partner told me she slept with her captain for perks," Amanda announced, "Oops. Sorry, Bianca."

Kat frowned, "Wait, no. Amanda, you didn't."

"I told you to mind your got damn business! You talk so much, you don't even know what the hell you're talking about, Amanda! You're so lucky she's holding me back!"

"See, Cap? This is the real her. I'm so glad you all get to witness what I already knew." Amanda tried to move closer but Fin pulled her back. "Nice to see the real you."

"Enough!" Olivia yelled, silencing both sides. "Until Garland and I can get to the bottom of this the two of you are suspended indefinitely. Leave your gun and badge. I will call you when you can come give a statement. Until then you two will not interact with the other. Is that clear?"

"Crystal. I wanna press charges. She assaulted me." Amanda announced.

Fin shook his head at her. "You do that and you're going down too. Don't be like that."

Peach pushed her best friend off of her and walked out of the crib. She tossed her badge and gun onto her desk and snatched her things up before storming out of the squad. Olivia went to her office slamming the door behind and Fin went to get Amanda some ice leaving Kat and Amanda alone.

"I hope you're proud of yourself, Amanda."

"I told you guys she isn't who you thought she was. I'm just happy it's out now."

Kat shook her head. "You have no idea what you did. Let me guess you talked to her ex partner, right?"

"Yup."

"And you didn't even bother to check behind him. You know I always tried to give you the benefit of the doubt but you are the evil bitch I was told you were." Kat fussed. "She did nothing to you and you went digging for dirt on her but you ended up getting it all on you."

Amanda rolled her eyes, "What are you talking about?"

"You'll find out. But if Peach is out of here and you stay ... so am I."

The only place Peach could think of going was to her husband. She knew he was probably busy but she just washed to be with him. The promise she had made was broken but she couldn't take it. If this is what she was going to have to deal with, she wasn't sure if she wanted to keep working there.

Getting to his office, she walked right in closing the door behind her. He smiled, extremely excited to see her until he saw the tears in her eyes and the bruise on her cheek. He met her halfway, pulling her into a hug letting her cry on his chest.

[liveatsonions]

ooc: hello, first post! it is subject to edits from time to time.

name: olivia choi

[fc/muse: katseye’s megan skiendiel]

gender: afab

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: pansexual

age: 16-17 (minor!!)

(created by: @mgannmrzz)

straying away from aliona for a bit to introduce my second dc oc, olivia choi! she’s the younger sister of grace choi of bana-mighdall, is associated with artemis grace as acquaintances and has been serving as wonder girl for a little bit.

she, just like her elder sister, grace, is an amazonian from bana-mighdall of korean descent. the sisters were separated and grace was used as a child comfort woman until they reunited thanks to the outsiders team. speaking of aliona, she and olivia are friends!

olivia is 16-17 years old and currently in a relationship with duke thomas! (totally not a twelfth night/she’s the man ref…) they met when teaming up in the outsiders team and found out they attend the same school. originally, they met from getting partnered up in a science project.

despite being from bana-mighdall, olivia and grace have gone against the norm and had relationships with men even though the bana-mighdall women despised of them. a few other bana-mighdall women have done so too, including artemis grace who knows both of them.

i’m still thinking of an alias for olivia when she’s in the outsiders team, but this is like the very first version of her. i’ll probably add or subtract more information about her soon! for now, she’ll be wonder girl, after donna troy and cassie sandsmark!

DNI if you actively support incest. (batcest etc.) get the fuck away. doesn’t matter if it’s fiction or not. BACK FELL, BEAST!!!

other accounts: @alisinwndrlnd (aliona harmon), @alsyushaz (diff verse alena), @missblitz (dianne zatara), @chrryblissom (pjo! alena), @blckcanaryz (dinah rp acc), @orientalsilver (erina lejeune / marvel oc), @mgannmrzz (mun!)

main relationship: duke thomas / the signal. coolest @batsignal-irl account made by @blu3fiish!

friends list!: @alisinwndrlnd, @irl-batsignal (friend relationship / tumblr verse), @missblitz , @frozen-ice-prince, @jason-peter-todd-redhood, @black--moon-light @k0ncrete, donna troy, cassie sandsmark, diana prince, artemis grace, yara flor.

family: grace choi [sadly there aren’t rp accs for her 😭]

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LORE RESOURCES

document - for lore, world building and characterisation!

olivia’s tags - #olivia choi, #liv speaks, #liv’s asks

was inspired by this panel in wfa at first, duke is so under appreciated in the bat family! i love him and he deserves more recognition and even a solo comic 😔

thank you for reading! 🫶 if you or your ocs have any asks/anons, please don’t be afraid to ask! i’m expanding on olivia’s lore and i’ll try to answer questions when i get them :) once again thanks to @batsignal-irl (also @irl-batsignal) for the help on the account for duke!

[im a minor but in character flirting is cool just dont be weird af. muse is also a minor!]

[moodboard 🍓]

[lpsgirl109]

I would love nothing more than for you to introduce the quarterverse to the world

✨️GLADLY✨️

So QuarterVerse is basically our fun little AU in which we Sort Of mash Raimiverse and ITSV together on account of the fact that Peter B was originally supposed to be Tobey Maguire. Essentially like, everything up to sm2 is the same and then after that is where things start to shift

So the gang's pretty split. Olivia just straight up replaces Spiderverse Liv because. Yeah. She's working for Alchemax. Harry somehow gets caught up with Kingpin, I'm thinking Kingpin offered to help him take down Spider-Man and by helping him he meant turning him into a big goblin dragon thing. Something akin to the huge goblin monster in ITSV except way small and possibly more dragonlike. He's very animalistic and kind of acts like a big cat. Peter and MJ are unaware of all of this, they're still together.

So like everything in ITSV is the same up to Peter dying. Because he kind of doesn't die! Harry has a realization that he doesn't wanna be doing this and he also did not fucking sign up to get turned into a dragon. Idk if he confronts Kingpin outright or if he sneakily goes behind his back but he takes Peter’s body and nopes the fuck out of there. And the only person he really knows to go to is Olivia, girl with a whole ass lab and a bunch of shit that could help Peter, and him, but he's not going for himself, he's going for Peter. He manages to get into her lab, she's very surprised by all this, but does agree to help both of them. Which leads to Peter ending up in a tube of goop and Harry being hidden away in a little corner of the lab

Spider stuff happens and eventually Miles and the quartet are all brought together. Peter gets let out of the tube at some point but he's a bit fucked up after like, dying, and decides to just retire and hand the mantle off to Miles, sort of being his guy in the chair while Olivia helps build a lot of his tech. Fun little spider family!

Also Gwenom is there at some point. We haven't worked out all the details with her i dont think but she's there

[scentofdriedflowers]

I like the start of the episode but is she gonna go all meredith grey pov thing all the episodes now? it's not bad bad tho just asking

And I knew the possibilities were low but a little hope was still there, instead they really went there and called the baby Nicky uuughh, that baby is adorable, so so cute but a big nope for the name, I feel like they went with their idea and didn't ask Kelli and Peter I fear, she wouldn't have gone there I believe, fuck DG, also who the hell call their kid their ex name?! both of them! Carisi ex was Nicole, Amanda had a fwb situationship with Nick and yeah call him ex is definitely not it lol, but still?? weird af. Carisi has also a cousin called Nikki??! something different maybe?? especially if it stands for Dominick for me, like again? a third? it's so old 'patriarchal' school I don't like it, it's 2024. For me there's no way Amanda and Sonny would have gone for that. This is why I wanted a girl, I feared they were gonna go there and look, they did. Give him is own name. Anywayyyyy baby name rant over, sorry not sorry I needed to get it off my chest. I'm cool now lol.... -ish. Anyway that baby is the cutest tho, he's so them, good choice in casting! let's see how the eyes evolve tho 😂 did they look blue? i don't remember, with both parents with blue eyes he gotta have blue eyes, 1% of mayyybe green but brown? it gotta be very very very rare.

Also tho, why did they cut half the baptism scene and there was NO SIGHT of the girls???! like why the hell do you call them to be there in both scenes, film them and then you cut them out?? also rude? 3 seconds of their back running doesn't count. but oh Noah had to go on a tangent about the baby, at least this time he didn't interrupt the scene. I wanted the girls to talk about their brother, a 'dad' line maybe, a family of 5 little scene at the party. We got more bts than product filmed ffs. At least we got a damn good Rollisi scene😍😍 I missed them soooo much it's been a year without them. To bad they had spoiled all the scene already. I miss them already. One good thing is, if they're going with Rollins-Carisi I love it?! I always prefer when they include both names especially in het relationships, and not making it all about the man, I like 'Rollins', Amanda made her name a good one she fought to be better and defy the legacy of her father name, I would hate to lose it.

Thankfully! Amanda Rollins and the Rollivia scene saved the episode, I absolutely adored LOVED their scene, Amanda first concern: How is Liv 😭😭 and Liv opens up only with her😭, this kind of talk was like their usual talks in her office, when Amanda would knock, come in, ask how she was and the talk would unravel. I missed this. And here as soon as she started talking about the case Amanda went into detective mode, -investigating thinking face activated-! adfghjkljhgfdsfghjk the OUR PERP, Liv face 😂, her 'when are you coming back' face lol. Also 'Don't make me miss you more than I already do' I'm dead! we all thought that!! This is so so telling tho bitch come back soon, Liv misses you, that team definitely misses you and your brain. Too many men, it's not acceptable! and I don't want random rotating female detectives just to fill the spot (they could have kept Churlish tho??), women are not interchangeable thank you, we need Amanda back! the scene says it all, again. Also also also, holy shit Amanda/Kelli she was soooo hot in that scene, like wow. Blouse, pants, hair everything perfect! this was filmed during the 'lil boo thang dance video' right?!😂😂

Also I love the idea that Liv didn't even bat an eye when she goes all 'Carisi told you about the dolls right?' like it's a given that Amanda knows everything about the cases anyway lol. Does Amanda grill her husband when he comes home in the evening?! 😂😂 "Tell me everything about the case, I'm listening (I'm bored I need a challenge)" so if this is what happens there's no way Carisi doesn't know she's bored and miss SVU, come on, like Liv, he knows her the best, he's just waiting for her to come clean I believe, and I get it, maybe she doesn't want to burst the bubble, also with baby number 3 challenge added, and probably the writers want us to see the moment it happens and with this strike it prolonged everything, I will accept the fact that they haven't talk already as long as they really show it tho, because it needs to happens, she wants back! and she's so needed!

watching next week promo tho, Amanda can skip this one, she had already enough danger drama thanks lol

the last but not the least, McGrath gotta go, ASAP, persona non grata, give me back Garland, hell even Dodds was way better. If a character like that doesn't evolve and doesn't learn and doesn't gets better after 3 seasons... he gotta go. Actually he's getting worse.

[sitp-recs]

Rarepair Tag Game

Thank you @danpuff-ao3 for the tag! This was really fun 😍

Rules: List the top rarepairs that you like outside of your OTP, and why you ship it! (Criteria for what makes a rarepair is up to your own discretion.) tagging anyone who wants to do this, maybe @lqtraintracks and @writcraft if you feel like it?

Harry/Teddy

This ship has been a long-standing guilty pleasure fave ever since I’ve read the amazing When It Alteration Finds by the Hardy champion @lqtraintracks, many years ago. Shipping Starker (MCU) in 2019 made my love for Harry/Teddy come back even stronger because I can trace so many similarities between both ships (besides the obvious age gap). Pretty much like Tony and Peter, Harry and Teddy are war orphans whose paths wouldn’t necessarily cross only they did, and the mentor/father figure combo can lend itself to so many interesting narratives, both tender and angsty which is my ultimate jam. This was my very first ship that didn’t have the antagonist component - on the contrary, this brand of romance is even more heartbreaking because they’re so so seriously devoted to each other. They could have been best friends to lovers if not for the whole godfather+ age gap problematique but it makes the ship even more compelling to me. I love the guilt, the want, the inevitability of them falling into bed then hurting through the complications before finally getting together. My favorite fics include (you guessed it!) everything LQT has written especially Beneath a Foreign Moon and Coming Up for Air, plus the stunning Surface Texture by @the-starryknight.

Ron/Draco

I would never have considered this ship if I hadn’t stumbled upon the brilliant A Fine Foray into Fashionable Fellatio by @wellhalesbells - a masterpiece that remains my all-time favorite Dron fic because it finally opened my eyes to their sexual and emotional potential as a ship on its own, outside of Drarry’s shadow. Ron is such a fascinating character, so very different from Harry in his strengths and vulnerabilities, which makes his dynamics with Draco very unique and 100% different from Drarry fics. It’s a delight to see him as a protagonist, I love his sense of humor and I find the idea of exploring what brings him and Draco together (besides being tall Purebloods with strong feelings for Harry 😏) and what pulls them apart when it comes to wealth/status difference very refreshing and compelling. Lokifan handles it masterfully! Now, I might have come for hung!Ron smut, but I stayed for the feels. In the past year I’ve become more emotionally attached to this ship especially as dragon tamer pals thanks to the superb Dreaming Skies by @sweet-s0rr0w and @tackytigerfic and more recently, to a Dronarry gem that’s really a love letter to Dron, The Sun, Shining Above You by @oknowkiss

Ron/Harry

Young Liv couldn’t care less for “friends to lovers” but now that I’m older and mellow, those dynamics are slowly but surely working their way inside my heart. Gosh, I’m so soft for Rarry! I love the idea of them experimenting together as young and traumatized teenagers, and there’s something poetic and right about Harry falling in love with his first and best friend. My heart aches when I remember that Ron was Harry’s most precious person during the Tournament’s 2nd task, being with each other just feels right. Love me some confused pining, domesticity and slight possessiveness /jealousy for them, especially in a scenario where Draco’s involved (yes I am also here for the Dronarry agenda). My first contact with this ship was through Golden Trio fics and the catharsis of comfort sex during the Horcrux Hunt; it was the easiest thing to slide into Rarry afterwards. Now I see them everywhere and am low-key spreading the word among my most skeptical friends (@writcraft is probably thinking “wdym you were shipping them in my Drarry fic???”). If anyone’s curious about this ship or wants a break from enemies to lovers I strongly rec the darling Sun Kissed by @static-abyss,the angsty Prelude and Fugue by shes_gone, this hot af Kinkuary by iota the exquisite Silhouettes by @sweet-s0rr0w

[m00nz-writes]

lowkey wanna make an x-men / child's play crossover simply so olivia and jake can be found family because god fucking forbid they both suffer with immense daddy problems and trauma alone.

like liv would be the best mom to jake because she knows what it's like to feel so out of place and alone due to who you are (albeit she's a super soldier created to destroy and kill and he's just an ostracized queer kid who needs a strong community to love and cherish him) and also i feel like everything charles xavier taught liv would make her a great parent.

she literally lives by the saying "never give up on someone who's lost their way, especially if it's someone you love" because that's that the professor always told her when he would tell her stories of when he and erik were still close.

plus the idea that liv would just be the perfect thwart to chucky is HILARIOUS to me. like he'd try to kill her the first time and she pulls a "dead possum" move just to give him a taste of his own medicine by popping out of nowhere and being like "OOGILY BOOGILY BITCH!"

long story short; if i make a child's play / x-men crossover (as well as with heroes nbc because that's just so tightly ingrained in olivia's story that i fucking refuse to remove it and not even god can make me) then we all know it's because i LOVE LOVE LOVE found family stories.

and the idea of liv and andy being forced to work together but simultaneously hating each other for no other reason other than andy finds her unbearable and olivia finds him ridiculous is amazing. i just know eventually they'd become great friends, but andy hates her because she punches and claws her way through everything and she hates him because he's too overly cautious for her liking. literally bffs in the making.

also dad peter petrelli to jake is really fucking cute to me because i know pete would just be the best dad whether it's through blood or not. like pete would 100% try to connect with jake at any costs and would try and relate to him through shared interests. also peter feels like the kinda dude who'd be like "woo gays, gay it up" unironically because he wants to be supportive so so badly but is also lowkey a lil confused. def not bigoted because i could never imagine peter discriminating against anybody for their sexuality, gender, race, or anything like that. he's just a very very straight italian man who wants to connect with his foster son.

i just want to force this concept down everyone's throat now and i will never stop until i've done so :)

[m00nz-artpad]

Guess what?

MORE OLIVIA ARTWORK!!!!!

If you think any of the pictures look similar to any Jake and Johnnie photos, you'd be correct. Those bitches are my favorite people to ref for art lmao

The lady in the third photo with Olivia and Peter is Liv's bff and partner for missions, Rebecca Hudson. She's an evolved human with the ability to create electrical force fields, she's a bad bitch.

ramble ramble ramble

I didn't realize how damn hard it'd be to draw Peter's floppy ass hair. I'm used to drawing hair like that but I am a perfectionist, so I guess I'm just standing in my own way.

But as I said in a previous post, Liv and Peter are in a strange place where they both have feelings for each other but they won't say shit. So everyone else is fully aware that they love each other, but they're the last to know the other likes them. Because my favorite relationship trope is "oh my god, you're both stupid"

I can't draw it properly, but my favorite fact about them is that they always hang out on the fire escape. Their storyline starts way before the first season of Heroes, and so they're both still in college when they first meet. It becomes a cute little routine for Peter to wait for Liv on the fire escape after school + work so they can hang out.

Obviously, they end up hanging out outside of the fire escape. Also everyone else is their biggest shippers, especially Becca and Melanie.

Anyways, here's my favorite Olivia and Peter picture :)

i just love them so much 🥹😭💕

[arachnidiots]

If you had to choose a new faceclaim for your muse, who would you pick? (for both!)

What advice would you give to a new RPer? 

What is something or someone you have always wanted to write with? i.e. a particular plot, a character, etc.

new faceclaims — i answered this for liam but it’s liv hewson or nobody. as for peter, i’ve actually given this a lot of thought. i haven’t really found anyone i personally think fits him that well, at least this version of him. i think andrew is such a phenomenal choice but he is different, and i think tobey also is in ways that just wouldn’t totally encompass the somewhat kid, sweet vibe that the mcu has given him. in a perfect world, the new fc would be jewish too. for now i’m content with tom (read: im bad at fcs and i refuse to go digging through the brigade of brown haired boy fcs atm)

advice for new rpers — i think the biggest advice i can ever give is (and i have given i think…) that we are here for fun. there’s no pressure to do anything, write anything, talk to anyone. you curate your space how you want, you do what you want, and make sure that at the end of it all you’re having fun. it sounds like such a cheesy piece of advice, and i know it is because my little students like to groan when i say it but it’s really like the core of all of this

something i’ve always wanted — oh man, i have no idea! i guess a roxy centric plot would be like the gold pot at the end of the rainbow wish. roxy is such a big part of liam’s life and if i could explore that in a thread it would be incredible. that being said, roxy’s brilliant creator does not rp and i would not ask her to start for this jfbrjtkgk ALTERNATIVELY : just a plot where liam recognizes your muse but they’ve never actually met before, she’s just met an alt verse version of them. for peter, i’d love to explore him getting angry again and really at his limits. actually i’d love that for liam too. liam deserves to lose her shit so hard that the ground shakes

⨳ — MUNDAY ASKS

[lorenfinch]

OC Picrew Meme

I saw @liv-is give this meme an open tag and I wanted to hop on and try it!

Rules: Show off your OC using this picrew. The picrew has lots of options for skin tones and horns so if you have a non-human OC, join in the fun!

Tagging: anyone who wants to!

It was fun and a bit of a challenge to turn everyone's fantasy outfits into modern fits!

Renwick, Styx, and Erevan all turned out pretty good!!

There's quite a few more so I'll put them under the cut! I didn't do every single character since there are a lot, but I did some of the major ones!

Verida is my absolute FAVORITE of these; the picrew does her so much justice with the colors and such!! Sad that I had to cut her out of book 1 to make the plot less convoluted but she'll be making her appearance hopefully in book 2! She is so fun and I love her so much.

Some misc characters, from left to right: Vince, Ainsley, and Odessa! For some reason I don't think I finished Vince the first time I tried making him so I redid him and now he looks like himself more! Still could use more filigree though :P Anyway, Ainsley's hair is supposed to be salt and pepper and I decided Odessa is a dog person right when making her in the picrew.

...I was debating on whether I would make all of them in this picrew but here are the vampires in the Night Terrors clan! From left to right:

Top: Belladonna, Tansy, Norwyn Center: Aramour, Dahlia, Amaryllis Bottom: Eirik, Vlastimir, Mirko

EDIT RIP MY CAREFUL FORMATTING i added another pic of how theyre supposed to be arranged

Bella, Tansy, Dahlia, and Amaryllis look VERY good; Eirik does NOT look like himself lmaooo I wish there was a more buff/muscle-y body type option. The elves Norwyn and Aramour look fine; they both have black sclera as elven vampires, and Aramour's skintone is more orange-y and nonhuman (also he wears bright colored eyeshadow). Vlastimir looks pretty great, and Mirko looks like Peter Pan and I just realized how apt of a comparison that is. :(

[sadbeautifutragic]

Hi! My first thought was Guts is better than Sour cuz I didn't always like the slow songs of Sour like 1 step forward and enough for you but they have all grown on me now. Another thing is that this album seemed to have more topics compared to Sour which is mostly about her breakup, and I tend to like having songs about different topics I guess. I also find some of these songs more relatable since it was more about growing up and that's kinda important to me with how much I like a song sometimes. But my sister says that Sour is better since it feels like it had a lot more emotion and she actually felt what she was singing about so maybe that's what you're missing and I can agree with that too. I also agree that Sour is probably more cohesive though. It was a mix for me too though..I liked some slow songs and fast ones..and I knew which ones I liked versus ones I didn't as much, compared to when you just like most of the songs. But I also didn't love Sour as much as everyone either and I didn't feel disappointed by the album or anything. It's interesting to compare it to Maisie Peters album, cuz for some reason I didn't love many songs when I first heard it..but now they have all grown on me, so it will probably be the same for Olivia too. I don't like to compare too much cuz I know they have different styles in music and lyrics, and I like them both..but I do find it interesting.

i agree with your sister that sour is better but for slightly different reasons. there's definitely a lot of emotion on guts given the relationships and experiences she's writing about, but a lot of the tracks seem to blend together while sour had multiple standouts that packed a punch. i think production changes and lengthening certain songs would make me like the album more. i also feel like the aesthetic could've delivered more, there's so many cute ways she could've incorporated her purple y2k aesthetic into this darker theme! with all that being said i still look forward to the future of liv's career