#rafael barba headcanon

[winchesterszvonecek]

found myself thinking about what it would be like if rafael’s partner testified against him in court and he chose to punish them in bed so now i’m in desperate need of something like that… it doesn’t have to be a fully fleshed out one-shot, literally just one of those ten paragraph fics or even a headcanon… but please i’m literally begging 🥵🙏🏻

How Rafael Would Punish You in Bed After You Testified for The Defense 18+

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In court, and back at the precinct, Rafael is amicable about it. He’s professional. He accepts that you had to do what you had to do for the sake of justice, but what angers him most is that you never told him. You went to defense yourself, without informing him beforehand and that pissed him off immensely. It had his jaw clenching more than seeing you on the stand for that dirtbag Buchanan, and throughout the entirety of the jury deliberations he’d been meticulously planning out how he was going to get back at you.

Rafael already knew how he was going to do it — the same way you did the very first time he went against you during a case: in bed. You’d tied him up, with his permission of course, and went to town driving him crazy and now, thanks to your own misfortune, it was his turn to get back at you. He already knew what drove you. You’d been dating for years now and he’d come to learn about every spot on your body that could have you writhing beneath him, and boy was he ever going to use it. He was going to use every trick in the book to have you begging for his cock, the very same way you’d once had him beg for your pussy. To have you so desperate for him to give you what he’d normally offer you so freely and willingly that you’d think twice before betraying him again.

The second Rafael got home he had you on the bed. Your body stripped of its clothes and your hands bound above your head with the tie he’d been wearing all day. He never normally tied you up but this time was different. This time he was punishing you, therefore there was no way in hell he was allowing you the pleasure of touching him, not matter how much he wanted to feel you.

Rafael starts off slow and with his hands first. His palms skating over every inch of your already shuddering body that lay so gloriously beneath him. He grips your thighs, pulling them apart as his fingertips dig deep into your flesh, sure to leave bruises by morning. Every motion gets him so dangerously close to your pussy that you could can feel the faint warmth of his knuckles brush over your clit. He does it on purpose. He wants to feel your hips move out of the desperate need for stimulation he brings you so easily, yet any time you grow close to feeling anything more than a ghostly touch he pulls away, relishing in the faint whimpers that leave your back throat.

Once he’s done with his hands he moves on to his mouth, peppering kisses down each and every dip and curve in your body. He works his way up, his teeth grazing over your hip bones and his hot tongue trailing over your stomach. He reaches your chest in seconds, swirling that adventurous tongue around your rock hard nipples as you arch your body desperately against him. He pushes you back down onto mattress the second he feels your hips brush over him, your pleading whispers giving him everything he wants as he starts to suck on your breast, his hand kneading the other and giving it just as much attention.

Rafael had never realised this before, but he easily got off on teasing you. On punishing you by repeatedly bringing you right to the edge of your orgasm then snatching it back again. Whether it be with his fingers or his tongue, the mere whimpers and cries you let out each time he started back up again have him aching for you. His cock throbbing and already dripping from the tip at the mere sight of your glistening pussy before him, his fingers sliding so effortlessly between your folds as he spread you wide, preparing you to take him in his entirety.

When he finally does… When he finally sinks his throbbing cock into your pussy at a pace so painstakingly slow you were both already seeing more stars than were in the universe. He’d fully planned on staying at that pace throughout most of it. Of experiencing the full sensation of the way you spread open so perfectly around him but the mere second in which he buried himself inside of you, he couldn’t hold back any longer.

The slow, sensual punishment changes course so rapidly that you can’t stop the cry that escapes your lips as Rafael starts pounding into you. And he’s not at all gentle. His eyes are glazed over like an animal and the way he grips your hips which each powerful thrust of thick, throbbing cock starts to hurt, but in no way do you care. The pleasure in which you feel in that moment is more than you ever thought you’d see and you can feel yourself about to come already.

When you finally do, it’s euphoric. Your head grows fuzzy. All you can see is white and the scorching hotness that runs through your veins is more than you’d ever felt before in your life, and Rafael basks in it. Every moan, whimper and cry you let loose is like music to his ears and in that moment…As his own release hits him like a truck, he comes to realise that perhaps what he’d once seen as betrayal, was nothing more than a blessing in disguise.

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[adarafaelbarba]

Prompt req with Barba and reader pls: 🎃 “Leave some candy for the kids!” from the spooky prompt list I reblogged.

“Don’t buy the best candy for the kids and I won’t eat any of it then”, he said with a smirk on his lips. Rafael’s entire face was lit up with mischief.

“You and your sweet tooth Rafael!” It wasn’t meant to hurt. But he still gave you the fake hurt expression on his face. The kind that made you want to kiss him until neither could breathe.

Which is just what you started doing when there was a knock on the door.

“Trick or treat!!” Two of the kids from further down in the apartment building cried out as you opened the door.

“What great costumes! Almost thought you guys were the real deal.” They giggled at that holding out their bucket for treats, which Rafael gave them.

After the sweets were all gone you went to hang a note on the door with “Dracula ate the last chocolate bar” before going back to cuddle with Rafael on the couch for the rest of the night. Both promptly falling asleep not too long after.

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[thatesqcrush]

huh… that’s one hell of a unique craving, you know” with Barba please:)

"Do you have a bottle of sriracha stowed away in your work bag?" Rafael questioned warily over dinner at Forlini's. He was late to dinner and you decided to order ahead. Your bag was open and he could recognize the green tip from miles away.

Your eyes narrow. "Is there a problem? It's a craving."

"The fetus who is the size of a kumquat likes you putting sriracha on everything you eat?"

You stab a piece of food (covered in sriracha) with a fork. "Oh, you mean the parasite who is inhabiting my body and draining me of my own vitamins and minerals so that it can grow - the parasite that is the result of you knocking me up?"

"Don't call our baby a parasite, amor."

"Don't give me a hard time about my cravings unless you want to die," you hiss in return. "I am the size of a duplex, have to pee every 5 seconds, and am on a hormonal rollercoaster, thanks to you."

"It's just one hell of a unique craving." There's a pause, and then Rafael continues, "Have you put it on anything... not savory, like ice cream?"

You pause and then quietly reply, "I plead the fifth."

Rafael motions for the waiter. "Cancel my order; I have lost my appetite."

[randomlycee]

Headcanon: Carisi uses big words in bed & Rafael momentarily forgot he was at work

[softknightt]

A fic where Sonny thinks he will die every time Rafael touches him bc he isn't used to physical affection. So is all too much, but he just endures because he doesn't want Rafael to know that he lied when he said he had a girlfriend and she moved to L.A, and everyone seems to assume that his family is super affectionate bc they are Italian, and he doesn't want to break to ppl that actually they aren't as affectionate as ppl believe.

[whoevrwhatevr]

SVU Barisi Head Canons

[vivaciousoceans]

Thinking about Glee and how in the Quarterback, Rachel spells out the ending Ryan had written for Finchel. She’d make a name for herself, but then one day she’d just come back, Finn would be teaching, and she’d just know when she would be ready to just come home. Home to Ohio. Home to Finn.

Now thinking about what @little le-tayy said last night, about wanting Barba to die while they’re not speaking (i know, just sick and twisted), and putting these two ideas together. Barba dying while Olivia and him aren’t speaking. She always thought they’d fix it. That she could fix it.

Maybe one day when she wasn’t so stubborn, when she felt like she could put her pride to the side, maybe once she retired, once she didn’t feel like she needed to be alone to her job, once Noah was older, once she stopped being so afraid.

She would just know when she was ready and she would pick up the phone. Call Rafael, and he would pick up. He would pickup because he said he’d always be there, so she never dreamed he wouldn’t. Until he isn’t. She wasted so much time waiting on one day, and now there was no more time. There would be no reconciliation.

[plaidbooks]

May I please request #6 from the 3 word sentences with Rafael Barba? Thank you!

Rafael knew it had been coming. You'd been cagey around him, and he was wondering if you wanted to break it off with him.

Last week alone, you had mentioned wanting to find ways to spend more time together, but all he had done was continue working, leaving no spare room to see each other.

And now, you asked him to dinner Friday night, telling him that you both had a big decision to make.

This was it, he told himself. This was the night you'd give him the ultimatum; you or work. And you both knew he couldn't choose you.

He had his stomach tied in knots all damn day before making his way to the place you had your first date. How poetic.

His heart was in his throat as he entered, and there you were. You wore your best dress, and it hung on your body perfectly. This is what you're giving up, the dress screamed at him.

After he took your hand, brushing his lips to your knuckles, he led you to a table. The waiter was there instantly, and Rafael ordered a bottle of wine he knew you both liked. Once food orders were in and wine was presented, he looked to you.

"Rafael--" you started, but he cut you off.

"Be gentle, please." His voice was more strained that he hoped, but he didn't want to lose you.

You quirked an eyebrow at him before pushing on. "I'm tired of not being able to spend much time with you."

Here it comes....

"So, I was wondering if you'd like to move in together?"

There was a ringing in Rafael's ears, and he was sure he had misheard. "What?" he practically blurted.

"I know. I feel weird basically asking to move into your place--it's bigger and most my stuff is there, anyways--but I really think we're at that point in the relationship."

Your words were coming out fast, and he realized how nervous you must've been to ask. But it still wasn't computing in his brain.

"You...want to move in together? With me?"

"Well, yeah--who else?" You gave a nervous little laugh. "I mean, I love you, Rafael."

He was getting a second chance with you, a second chance to hold on and never let go. A second chance to show you how much he loved you, too.

"I'd--I think that would be wonderful," he replied, smiling as your eyes lit up.

"Really?! Because I've always wanted to wake up to you in bed, and sleep next to you, and have dinner with you, and rearrange furniture with you--"

He let you talk yourself into excitement, smiling and thanking his stars that you weren't breaking up with him.

[valentinesfrog]

SVU Lawyers as Mugs I Found on Etsy Alex Cabot:

Abbie Carmichael:

Rita Calhoun:

Sonny Carisi:

Casey Novak:

Rafael Barba:

Liz Donnelly:

Bonus: Carmen

[beauspot]

Characters I Have Developed an Unhealthy Attachment To

1. Dominick “Sonny” Carisi

my sweet repressed catholic boy i’m so sorry that you’ve been doomed by the narrative to be with a woman who doesn’t appreciate you. they used you and changed you to try and fix her

2. Rafael Barba

my sweet sarcastic bisexual lawyer you never got the chance to be loved and happy but i will manifest as hard as i can to make sure it happens for you

3. Ed Teach

goth queer murdering pirate captain with severe childhood trauma that’s all.

4. Sydney Adamu

my sweet chef princess you are smart, beautiful, and stronger than you should have to be

5. Edwina Sharma

overhated future princess who just wants to be loved and respected

6. Sherlock

autistic, intelligent, mean, and in need of companionship (also probably in love with john watson)

7. Rue Bennett

a lesbian, victim of her circumstances, and she’s trying her best

8. Eddie Munson

bi group dad, you deserved to be here for so much longer

9. Loki

god of mischief, purveyor of joy, lover of mobius

10. Steven Grant

my favorite autistic nerd obsessed with egyptian mythology

[sinsiriuslyemo]

Can you pretty pretty please write a HC for Barba with an s/o who isn't adventurous in bed? Missionary Mondays and sometimes oral and she's super insecure bc he's so adventurous and she feels like she can't seduce him?

Dearest Anon,

I'm so sorry this HC took me so long ❤️ I wasn't totally sure where (if anywhere) you wanted this to lead, but hopefully you see this and it's what you imagined. Thank you so much for your patience

Sinceriously,

Hero

"You don't need to be adventurous for me to find you sexy, you know." He said it all the time, but still you worried. Even though he always assured you that he was satisfied, that he loved you exactly as you were, that he didn't believe he lacked for anything in the relationship. And maybe Rafael was right and you had nothing at all to worry about; your insecurity had certainly never come from anything he said or did. Still, you had noticed that any time he led an intimate moment it was much more... adventurous than anything you had ever dreamed up.

The most adventurous you ever got was oral sex in the shower, and that was after he suggested the shower to begin with. At best, you could only take partial credit for the encounter. Apart from the one time, Missionary Mondays made up most of your sexual repertoire. You had even found yourself in the grocery line with your nose need in the latest issue of Cosmopolitan one afternoon while you waited for your purchases to be scanned. It was never the ideas you lacked, but merely the confidence to suggest them in the first place.

You knew you were a good girlfriend; loyal, faithful, and with an emotional and spiritual connection that both of you swore you had never felt before. Your sexual connection — though potent — was, to say the least, predictable. Routine.

Rafael always insisted that he didn't need a wild sex life so long as the love was there, and the love was most certainly there. You felt it every time he looked into your eyes, cradling your face between two large gentle hands and grazing the tip of your nose with his own. Still, you wanted to keep things exciting for him. You wanted to see the look of wonder and anticipation in his eyes that you saw whenever you tried something new. Even when he was the kne to suggest it, there was a thrill that seemed to come over him as the two of you experienced something together for the first time. It was intoxicating, and inspiring.

"Mi amor, I love you as you are. I love you because of who you are, not in spite of it," he reiterated for what felt like the first and thousandth time. You never grew tired of hearing it, but vowed to try suggesting something new in the bedroom at least once every quarter. And even though he never expected it, Rafael had been more than willing to encourage your efforts and help you build up your confidence to explore your own sexuality. All the while enjoying every Missionary Monday as though it was the first time all over again.

[elkitot]

I headcannon so many people from law n order as gay/ lgbt its so fun

[adarafaelbarba]

Hello, could you write anything that your awesome heart desires about Rafael Barba? He is my go to comfort character and I am doing really annoying work stuff today.

An: I’m so embarrassed at the fact that I never got this out. I’m so sorry 🫣❤️ School and work kinda got in the way for my creativity for a while 🫣❤️

Besides visiting his mom or having a drink on his hard days, Rafael loves going to see you. He won’t tell you, but you’re his favorite person, and he feels he can come to you for anything, no matter what.

So that’s where he found himself this evening, laying on your couch, relaxing as you made dinner for the two of you. As soon as he had appeared at your door, you told him to go lay down, that dinner still needed a minute.

“Stay awake for me Rafael, you need a good meal.” You murmured, caressing hair out of his face then cupping his cheek.

He hummed at that, looking up at you where you sat on the edge of the couch, just by his waist. “I wouldn’t mind just going straight to bed.”

That made you chuckle, and you leant over to kiss his forehead, “Stay awake a little longer, and then I’ll let you sleep.”

There was no arguing you, he knew that. Didn’t stop him from trying though. But with one simple look, he stopped himself, instead turning his head to press a soft kiss in the palm of your hand.

After dinner he’s quick to pull you in for a hug, and a soft kiss, thanking you for taking such good care of him.“Of course, Rafa, you would’ve done the same for me.” You simply state, smiling at him and kissing him again. 

~~~

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[sonnyinthesky]

Couple things about Barba:

Is it canon that this man gets migraines or did we all just collectively agree that thats true 😭

And why do i not see more autistic!barba headcanons. Like ive seen a whopping zero. That man is autism personified why are we not making content about this????

[twosbarisi]

i love projecting myself onto my favourite characters. im autistic? now barba is too. im asexual? now sonny is too. im transmasc? boom now they both are too.

[dannygpino]

Thinking a lot of thoughts about touch starved Barmaro.