peter stone’s frickin WIFE

sophie, 21. law and order, SVU, and a touch of criminal minds and blue bloods.

[destroyedbydickwolf]

peter stone smutty headcanons

-starting off strong:  D A D D Y  K I N K .

doesn’t mind in the slightest when you just call him peter during sex, but it blows his mind when you pull out “daddy”

or “mr. stone”

or “counselor”

most frequently calls you “kitten” and “baby girl”

“naughty little thing” fuuuck

when he’s feeling reaaaal frisky, i think he’s most likely to use “baby girl” or “good girl”

-complete sucker for seeing you in his clothes. 1,000%. peter is a fucking GIANT and is mega protective of you so seeing you in his clothes just awakens something possessive in him

particularly loves you in one of his UChicago Law tshirts/crewnecks or anything from his collection of Cubs gear

thinks you’re fucking adorable and look absolutely delicious when you wear his stuff in regular, casual situations, like with jeans or leggings as the two of you are doing the weekly shopping at whole foods

even in non-sexual situations, it just gives him a flush of pride, because although peter’s fully supportive of you being the badass independent woman you are, he still loves the fact that you wearing his clothes is kinda like a little flag to the world saying “look at this smart n pretty lady!!!! isn’t she amazing?? and she picked me!!!!!! that’s my frickin wifey!!!!!” (gotta love our petey pie)

but anyways, it fucking kills him whenever you wear anything of his without pants on, because due to the oversized nature of his clothes on you, the hemlines give little teasing peeks of the contours of your body and he just loves the unspoken sexual tension

gets an instant half chub the moment he sees you walking around the apartment clad in one of his cotton button-ups. escalates to being rock hard when he realizes that you’re only in panties underneath or nothing at all and has to take you right then and there over the nearest counter, table, or couch

-also: it’s never been officially said where peter went to school, but i headcanon that he played baseball at Notre Dame for undergrad and that’s another one of his slight turn ons

he’s slightly embarrassed and flushed in the face/ears when you (half jokingly) bring home a pair of cheeky Irish panties from the Victoria’s Secret PINK line

but he ultimately melts when the two of you head down to the university for a black-tie alumni banquet and halfway through the reception, you return from the bathroom in your gown and deposit the panties into the pocket of peter’s suit pants, damp with arousal

he turns to you with wide eyes after he feels them

you smirk

and his eyes narrow: “baby girl, you’re in for it later.”

-goddamn king of sexting

peter’s a busy guy, especially thanks to the Hell Precinct, and with both of you each working, you both do your best to spice things up when away from one another

whether he’s prepping for trial, working late pouring over evidence, or away for a lengthy investigation process, he’s always going to take care of his girl’s needs

-NUDES NUDES NUDES NUDES

on breaks during the day, he doesn’t hesitate to sneak away to his private bathroom to send you pics of his toned physique

his personal favorite is teasing you with a mirror pic of him grabbing at his package, dress shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal his toned forearms, the outline of his cock juuust visible through his fine Italian suit

-though he’s not as vocal about dirty talk in bed as someone like sonny, peter is absolutely masterful in the art of the written word

“you thinking about my cock? about how much you want me to fuck you? how well it fills you up?” 

“taste yourself for me, baby girl.”

“tell me how good your fingers feel.”

“are you going to be a good girl for me tonight?” 

“cum for me, now.” 

“just wait until i get home to you, kitten.”

-peter fucking loves toys, so long as you share

custom-orders a range of dildos in his exact size, so that his kitten never has to be needy for too long

is a particular fan of glass dildos, due to the ability to warm them up or put them in the freezer to chill them; peter loves to tease your nipples and the lips of your pussy with them

both of you also love using a classic bullet vibrator, whether it be teasing the head of peter’s cock or edging you repeatedly

-also sorry not sorry but peter’s a lawyer and a retired professional baseball player so of course homeboy’s got coin and he has a taste for luxury, even when it comes to sex toys

you ever heard of the Lelo line of toys from scandinavia? yeah they’re luxe as fuck and loaded with high tech features that peter loves to tease you with

especially loves remote control toys that he can sneakily control during a night out on the town or at a high-society dinner gala

the exchange of power between the two of you is such a turn on for both of you, not only because of the raw sexuality, but because it truly exemplifies the trust you have in one another

-as far as the “sharing” aspect goes… if you’re pulling out a toy, you best believe it’s either 1) in bed with peter, 2) opposite one another & mutually masturbating, or 3) by sending peter a depiction of  e x a c t l y  what you’re doing

has to bite back a groan every time you interrupt his reviewing of files with a racy pic of you in lingerie or you touching yourself, glistening wet

if he has time to, he’ll send you a photo back; one hand around his thick cock, single bead of precum settled on his pink tip, while his eyes and thoughts are focused on your slit and what you were doing at that moment

-most of all, peter infuses his affection, appreciation, and love for you into every aspect of the bedroom

following a romp in the sheets, peter first makes sure you’re 100% okay. the two of you can sometimes get a little rough- and not only does he want to make sure you’re physically alright, but that psychologically you’re comfortable and satisfied, especially if the two of you have had a lot of dom/sub esque interaction

athletic boy typically gets his breath back first, so he’ll head to your ensuite bathroom to get a warm wet washcloth to gently tidy you up

following that, he’ll grab a couple of snacks and two glasses of water from the kitchen- the lingering athlete within him knows how important it is to stay hydrated

after the two of you have had time to clean up and eat up, peter will pull you into his chest and wrap his arms securely around you, wanting to be as close to you as possible

it goes along with his protective streak- he loves the feeling of providing comfort and warmth to you, and he’s always happy to have a good snuggle

plenty of neck/earlobe/jawline/temple/forehead kisses

a lot of times he’ll hum to you as the two of you begin to doze off

always ends the night with a kiss tucked behind your ear and a “good night, my love.”

thank you for reading!! much love my darlings

xo Soph

[destroyedbydickwolf]

back on my SVU bullshit, made some edits and added a bit!

[laneysmusings]

Repose

Repose: a state of rest, sleep, or tranquility. 

Title: repose

Length: 1,797

Pairing: Mike Logan X reader

Fandom: Law and Order/ Law and Order: Criminal Intent

A/N: I highly recommend listening to Louis Armstrong’s rendition of La Vie En Rose on repeat while reading this! It’s what brought on this fic itself!

Also thank god for @writefasttalkevenfaster for helping me post this she’s a queen and she has dealt with so much, mainly me being a nut, give her some love 💖

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Your fingers drummed lightly against the steering wheel, the song playing throughout the speaker system as you drove bringing a small smile to your face. 

Almost home. 

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[amirightcounsellor]

“If I die I’m never speaking to you again” with Carisi??? I feel like this is something his partner would tell him with one of his dumb(but actually smart) ideas😂

YOU ARE SO RIGHT.

Sonny Carisi X Reader

One day, youwere going to learn to say no to Sonny.

Today was notthat day.

You werestarving after work and he had enthusiastically persuaded you to try out a newAsian Mexican fusion restaurant that recently opened a few blocks away.

“Sushiburritos. How could anyone not want to try sushi burritos? Don’t get me wrongit’s no lasagna, but what a time to be alive.”

You smiled asSonny waved his hands dramatically, attracting the attention of onlookers. Itwas a hot summer day, cooling as the sun set further into the sky. Walking feltnice as the breeze blew around you, watching the colors of the sky bleed intoeach other like watercolors-oranges, reds, pinks. There’s something magicalabout the way the sunset hits the windows on the skyscrapers, thousands ofreflections of the same beautiful painting. 

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[vxlkyrie]

Headcanons for Carisi with a reader that suffers from depression and anxiety because of their toxic family?

warning: mentions of depression, mentions of anxiety, mentions of emotional and verbal abuse, mentione of alcohol

a/n: ngl this was a bit hard for me to write, but i hope i did an ok job :)

you praised sonny for talking about his family all the time

they seem so sweet and fun to hang out with

you wish you could say the same about your family

growing up, the only time you were allowed to go out the house is to go to school

every time you asked to hang out with you friends, you were always given the same answer

“no, you should only be studying.”

it didn’t just stop at not letting you out of the house

your parents always found a way to control your life and comment on every little thing you do

“you’ll be going to this college and you’ll be studying in this field.”

“no, you cannot have another plate.”

“that looks a little tight on you, dear.”

and when you would try to defend yourself, you’d get yelled at

“don’t talk back to us.”

“you should be grateful that we even brought you into this world.”

“we do this because we care about you.”

your younger self found herself silently crying almost every night

as you grew older, you were silenced

you were scared that anything you say will end up in being yelled at an punished

you tried to take on hobbies that would interest you, but your parents would either discourage you, or completely take it away from you

a frown sat on your face naturally

you became quiet

adults have said that you were “mature for your age.”

your depression and and anxiety was at its worst

so once you were able to afford to move out, you felt free

as if you were released from the invisible chains that kept you attached to your parents

there were times where you felt like darkness was about to eat you up

but you were able to move away from your town and go to your dream college into your dream major

you found yourself a new set of friends and a new set of hobbies to help you distract yourself when you weren’t studying

so here you are now, a detective for the special victims unit

you wanted to help those, especially children, who were in toxic households

you wanted to make sure they don’t end up like you

working for svu is where you met dominick sonny carisi, jr

current a.d.a. for your unit

you heard about the stories of him working for svu before he decided to work in a new office

you two became real close

went on a couple dates, but haven’t really put a label to what you two are yet

one night, you were hanging out with sonny at his apartment

he asked you if you wanted to come over for dinner and that he’d be cooking (which you immediately accepted)

so while he was cooking and you were sipping on wine, sonny started talking about his family

growing up with three sisters

babysitting his nieces

your heart swelled as he kept talking about his family

although he was talking about the good in family, it made you think about your own

why couldn’t your family be like that?

it might’ve been just you three, but why couldn’t you talk to your cousins?

go to family parties?

suddenly, your heart felt heavy

“y/n?”

did your parents even love you if they never allowed you to have fun?

when did the smiling stop? did i ever smile?

your chest started heaving rapidly

“y/n?” a hand was placed on your back

causing you to jump and spill wine all over the counter

you blinked yourself back into reality, staring at the mess you just caused

“oh my god, sonny, i’m so sorry!” you exclaimed, immediately jumping up and grabbing a towel and tried to clean up the mess

“it’s okay. let me help.” sonny followed

“no, it was my fault. oh god, i’m sorry.” you felt tears building up

“y/n.” he stopped you

you looked up at him, trying to calm your beating heart

“are you okay? you started to zone out. did i say something wrong?” he asked

you frantically shook your heard

“no. i-i guess i was just...i don’t know.” you couldn’t find the words

“you know you could tell me anything, right?” he led you to the couch, letting you calm yourself and talk (if you wanted to)

“i know, it’s just that i don’t want to be burden and-”

“y/n, listen to me. you are not a burden at all. i care about you and i will always be here for you.” he confessed, gently holding your cheek

and so you naturally spilled everything to him

about how your parents treated you, how they tried to shape you into something that you’re not

even about the anxiety and depression

it was hard for you to tell him that, but he was grateful that you told him

since that night, sonny kept his promised and helped you

he knew how to calm you down when you were breathing became irregular

he helped you get through your daily routine when you physically and mentally didn’t want to move at all

he helped you refocus when you found yourself zoning out in the squad room

he even waited for you outside of your therapist’s office (no matter how many times you’ve told him that he should be at work)

finally letting yourself heal and getting the help you needed was a long journey

but every minute was worth it when you have your loving boyfriend by your side

[mevima]

List of Vocal Sounds for Smut

I present to you a - probably quite incomplete, I’m sure I’m missing a lot of speech sounds - reference list and a bit of a guideline for the different ways one can describe the sounds your characters make whilst writing smut. I’ll definitely be referring to it, because I sometimes get stuck on exactly how to describe a particular noise. (aka, “he can’t groan again, he just groaned last paragraph”)

Sounds (noun, both independently and describing speech): breath/breathe, gasp, moan, groan, pant, whimper, whine, shout, yelp, hiss, grunt, cry, scream, shriek, sob, growl, curse, sound, sigh, hum, noise, squeak, snarl, howl, roar, mewl, wail, choke, keen, purr

Sounds (noun, describing speech): rasp, husk, drawl, plea, murmur, whisper, beg

Descriptors (adjective): loud, hushed, quiet, low, high, high-pitched, little, tiny, soft, deep, unrestrained, restrained, strained, breathy, rough, sudden, short, drawn-out, sharp, harsh, hard, thick, smooth, thin, heavy, impassioned, insistent, hungry, passionate, repeated, filthy, debauched, sweet, slow, deliberate, guttural, languid, surprised, husky, distracted, happy, pleased, satisfied, wordless, cut-off, bitten-off, contented, hoarse, extended, long, depraved, aching, choked, strangled, broken, helpless, shuddering, shaky, trembling, urgent, needy, desperate, wanton, shattered, pained, eager

Combine a descriptor and a sound for best effect - for example, “needy moan,” “pleased hum,” or “sudden scream.” You can even use two: “low, rough grunt,” “sweet little cry,” “desperate, filthy noise,” as long as you don’t repeat a word that means the same thing, unless you really want to emphasize it. Avoiding repetition is pretty key here. You don’t usually want to say “hushed, quiet gasp” except on rare occasions when it’s very important how soft the sound was.

Use your own common sense, as well; some sounds and descriptors don’t generally work well together. “Deliberate shriek” probably wouldn’t work well, and neither would “languid grunt,” but again, this is all very situational - play around! Have fun.

Feel free to add to my lists, use for your reference or pass them around. It would be fun to see a randomized generator made, too, I’m just too lazy to do it myself. ;)

[kittykatlow]

I needed this thank you

[slvttyfied]

!!!! Whenever I write, I use this link of 550 words to use other than ‘said’ and they have words to describe sound, so I try to use their options when I write smut but I come up a little short, but this list helps so much. Thank you. 🙏🏽

[avintagekiss24]

Another great tool ^^^^^

[mimisempai]

Porchlight Joel Grey Congratulations

[prurientpuddlejumper]

[sufferthesky]

Hi this was posted 2 minutes ago and I died on sight

[rafealbarba]

sonny + done with your shit

BONUS:

[iheartcarisi]

@trichupmysleeve

I love how he is so visibly rattled by barging in on the kids.​ He almost falls backwards trying to halt his forward momentum and he puts his gun down at his side, putting his other hand up as a sign to them that he’s not coming in any further.

He softens so quickly in front of these little girls. That’s our Sonny.

Nice job, Peter.

[madpanda75]

Taking Chances Masterlist

Rafael Barba x Reader Series

Rafael falls in love with a brilliant artist who happens to be Sonny Carisi’s younger sister.

Part One: How They Met

Part Two: The Kiss

Part Three: Suspicions 

Part Four: Surprise!  NSFW

Part Five: Busted

Part Six: You’re Invited

[wondersmith-and-sons]

Have I Got News for You | Nov. 11th 2016

[valtsv]

me consuming fictional work after fictional work to distract myself from the fact that i exist: i can have little a escapism. as a treat.

[vampireapologist-archive-deacti]

Looking through old photos and I found one of my junior homecoming dance. It was the night after my dad's funeral. My friend who'd stayed with me the entire week, in my bed, through all the tears, made me get out of bed that night. She pulled my shirt up over my head and told me to get in the shower. She washed my hair for me. She curled it. She rubbed foundation onto my face, lined my eyes, and put me in my dress.

She contacted my other friends who were feeling awkward and unsure of what to do and told them the party was still on, to meet at my house for photos before the dance.

They all showed up, and I went to the dance, and we all screamed and cried, and I took my first step to healing.

I haven't spoken to that girl in five years. Nothing happened. I moved away. She fell in love. We grew apart and into our own lives.

It's strikes me how beautiful the ephermeral nature of teenage friendships can be.

We may not need each other now, but there was a time when I needed her more than anyone. And sometimes she needed me.

And the universe put us together just then. Just when it was most important. Not a year too late or too soon. The same town, the same school, the same classroom where we could meet. Right when it mattered.

We come and go from people's lives every day, and along the way we may get a chance to love someone fully, just for a little while.

I'll remember every single one.

[chikadee-deactivated20180625]

[cycat4077]

Proud of You

A little ramble about the verdict on Sonny’s case and how the reader might respond. Did I write this at 1am last night and get no sleep? Maybe… I just really want to give Sonny a hug and tell him he’s amazing.

Words: 557 Pairing: Sonny Carisi x Reader Notes: Hopefully it’s just satisfactory fluff.

Spoilers for 21x11 I guess, but chances are you know the outcome by now anyway.

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[cycat4077]

That’s Not Even My Size

A short little Sonny x Reader fic inspired by 18x15 “Know It All” where there’s a pop-up ad on Sonny’s lap top for bras in 34B. It was written as soon as this scene happened so I didn’t realize Fin brings it up again near the end :P

More below the cut or on AO3

Sonny comes home pissed off. He lets the door slam a little too hard and immediately starts hollering at you across the apartment. You tread into the living room to investigate the commotion, landing just feet away from a very temperamental Sonny. He throws down his coat haphazardly and is yelling about bras for some reason.

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