#victor donovan

[simsinthedark]

I want you -

[doa-restoration]

I'd say...the guy who kidnapped her and her brother, corrupted her sister's surrogate father, and is trying to take over the world with clones of her.

One of which is among the CHEAPEST bosses in fighting game history.

Yeah, I'd want Victor Donovan dead, too.

~Ryan Brown

jeez Kasumi

[cull3nblaze]

I could probably ship him with everyone, not gonna lie.

[xofemeraldstars]

HEE HEE

[loullaby]

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[loulou-land]

Dominique Luca | Kenny Johnson & his ✌️

(aka the sweetest man ever)

[passionwillow]

POV: You’re best friends with Dominique Luca

[p0yomin]

I spent almost 30 hours on this pls don't flop😔😔😔

[fighting-naturalist]

Burn Notice 2.16 "Lesser Evil"

[ghostymegastuffs]

[simsinthedark]

We’ve received word of a series of suspicious deaths in Romania. Rumor has it that something supernatural is active there. We've decided to send you to investigate & report your findings to us. May God be with you on your journey.

[cull3nblaze]

[xofemeraldstars]

✘ S.W.A.T. 1x2 ❝ cuchillo ❞

[xtarmanderx]

Hello! Can I request Jealous Luca & the Buck meets 20 squad fic for the make me write? 😊❤️

Your wish is my command!! Sorry this took so long!

Jealous Luca is up first!

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“Count us in, too.” Tan says while the rest of their team murmurs their agreements. “Where are we headed? The usual?”

“Can’t do that, Montoya’s retirement party is being held there.” Mumford explains. “Can hit Smitty’s?”

“That place is expensive as hell.” Tan complains immediately. The teams fall into their familiar bickering and Luca chuckles, shouldering his backpack as he falls into step beside Rocker as they leave the locker room.

“You did great in the ring,” he tells him when he’s confident his team has stopped paying them any attention.

“Thanks.” Rocker beams, his smile scrunching his nose and crinkling the skin around his eyes. Luca wants to press kisses to every crease. “Sorry you’re stuck with inventory.”

“At least it’s better than cleaning Black Betty inside and out. I can do it just fine, but no one else loves and respects her like I do.” Luca jokes, throwing in a wistful sigh, and Rocker’s expression turns fond. Luca thinks he does that a lot these days. And look, he’s not a complete idiot. Thanks to Chris and Tan, he’s pretty damn aware of the younger man’s crush on him. He’d be lying to himself if he tried to pretend like he didn’t feel the same way. But no one will understand why he doesn’t want to risk their friendship.

It’s well known that Luca loves the job over everything else. He’s lost plenty of relationships over the years because of it and he hasn’t regretted any of them. Being a S.W.A.T. officer is demanding of his time and energy and he puts all of himself into it. It’s not just about the legacy of his family name, but it’s built into his DNA all the same. He loves what he does and who he works with. And dating someone with the same job as him…there’s no denying it would complicate things, but that isn’t what worries him the most. No, it’s that Rocker has the ability to take away the one thing Luca loves most - his passion for his job.

So he ignores his feelings and pretends like he doesn’t see the way Rocker looks at him. It’s a hell of a lot easier said than done, of course. Luca can’t help himself when he flirts with the younger man, he’s always pleased when he’s the reason for that beautiful blush on Rocker’s cheeks. (And if he wants to see that red spread on other parts of his body, well, who can blame him?)

Time for Buck to meet 20-Squad!

-

“Have you met them all before?” Buck asks, carefully wrapping his brownie pan in tinfoil. He glances across the counter where Tommy is precisely filling their cooler with ice and their preferred drinks, throwing in a couple of boozy slushy packs, too.

“Once,” Tommy answers. He looks up, smiling as he meets Buck’s eyes. “You’ve got nothing to worry about unless they invite you to a game of basketball.” He teases. Buck blushes, ducking his head and squeezing the brownie container. “I think you’ll be just fine, baby.” The pet name sends a shiver down Buck’s spine, just as it always does, and he smiles and looks up again. “You liked Luca, didn’t you?”

“He was great.” Buck really wishes they’d been able to talk more, but he’s hoping they’ll have an opportunity to do that today. If he’s being honest, he’s a little surprised that Rocker had extended the invitation to both of them for the cookout. He doesn’t know how he keeps managing to piss Rocker off, but he’s pretty sure the other man was mad at him when they’d left the same coffee shop a few weeks ago. He’s a hard man to read, that’s for sure. “Do you think I should have made Bobby’s lasagna? I-I know Rocker said they had all the main foods covered, but-“

“Baby,” Tommy interrupts him gently. “Take a deep breath for me. They’re going to love you, okay?” He comes around the counter and rests his broad palms on Buck’s shoulders, sliding them down his arms. Leaning in, he presses a kiss to Buck’s nose and his stomach flutters in response. “You ready to go?”

“As ready as I can be,” he says. Tommy nods and kisses him chastely before stepping back so he can grab their cooler. Carrying the brownie pan, Buck takes a deep breath and follows him outside.

-

Tommy has to circle the block twice before he can find a parking spot. He ends up parking a few houses away from the one with a fenced in yard where Buck can see a group of people gathered around Rocker at the grill. He’s nursing a beer, midway through some kind of story when Tommy opens the gate for them to walk through, and stops with a smirk on his face. “About time you made it. Thought I was going to have to send a search party for you.”

“You wouldn’t waste the resources.” Tommy says, rolling his eyes.

“Did you bring my beer?” Rocker asks, squinting at the cooler.

“Maybe.” Tommy dumps the cooler at Rocker’s feet. “Luca inside?”

“Yeah, he’s getting the salad ready.” An Asian man answers. “Victor Tan, you must be Buck.” He offers his hand and Buck nods, shaking it. “Heard a lot about you, man.”

“You-you have?” Buck asks, looking nervously between Tommy and Rocker. They’re locked in some kind of silent argument with their eyes, the tension thickening between them, and then Rocker flushes and ducks his head.

“Who hasn’t heard of you? You’re like a local LAFD legend.” A woman with short hair tells him. “Chris Alonso, call me Chris.”

[cjlouwho]

"Tan's got the fastest hands in swat" yeah he sure does, that's why Rocker's always a moaning, drooling, incoherent mess when he's 3 fingers deep

[loulou-land]

lol pls there are always bets running in the workplace…

And I love that Rockers the one running it 🤣