[ funky mystery music ]

— SOMEONE to hold you too close , SOMEONE to hurt you too deep , SOMEONE to sit in your chair and ruin your sleep. ( that's true, but there's more to it than that. )

[funkymysteriies]

likecaskets‌:

there was no right answer but the one she’s given him. he poorly tries to hide a fleeting smile at the quip. “oh, i’ll certainly take it under advisement.” rafael takes the cutout away from his face before movement at the booth catches his eye. he studies the laughing guests step away from the booth, oversized props in their hands making him lift an eyebrow. “photo booths make this all feel like a bad wedding. and if there’s something worse than a bad wedding it’s being invited to a bad wedding.”

“ oh this is exactly like a bad wedding. photo booth, bland music , bad dancing. an open bar keeping everyone together ... ” her gaze travels to the same couple that catches his attention , making her add : “ ... and you can be sure a lot of people are gonna make decisions they’ll regret in the morning. ” she laughs inwardly , making a mental note to tell jules and ava about how friendly detectives carver and reagan look , even at a distance. “ looks like it’s our turn. ” she uses another prop , this time a handlebar mustache , to point at the vacant booth. it’s only a half joke ; she suspects barba wouldn’t be caught dead in one of those , but still makes the suggestion hanging onto some childish hope , just to see if it sticks.

[jxstiice]

ava sat on the floor with her chin on her knee as she worked at the knots in her own feet. she wore an old pajama set she got at a thrift store and had a glass of wine on the bedside table beside her. she was being a little pouty, but this was absolutely because jules and bea were the only two around. she’d just handed over the same flash drive that jules had given her not too long ago. she was bitter, and she didn’t bother hiding it from them, they’d figure it out without too much time anyway. 

“college is a fuckin’ scam,” says the woman that never went, instead choosing the military from a young age. truly, her past had everything to do with that choice. she couldn’t imagine facing that environment after how her encounter with a group of frat boys ended, “but lawyers are a bigger scam,” her bitterness shows loud and clear as she takes a sip of her wine before sighing and looking between bea [ @funkymysteriies ] and julián [ @likecaskets​ ], “sorry i’m a buzzkill tonight.”

[funkymysteriies]

just a few feet away from ava , beatriz lies on her stomach , propped up on her elbows as she leafs through some trashy tabloid magazine without really reading it ( she’s just looking at the pictures ). “ it’s justified , ” bea concedes with a shrug. it always sucks when months worth of investigation go down the drain on a technicality. “ i don’t think there was much of a buzz to kill in the first place. ” the loss hit them all pretty hard , so instead of a fun , light , giggly sleepover , their gathering is more of an bitter , gloomy , sulk party. “ we can fix that , however - ” she pushes herself up so she can reach her own wine glass. “ - by actually getting buzzed. salud , ” she toasts , tilting her glass toward each of her friends.

she’s on ava’s side , obviously. like any good partner , she was right there to back her play and hand over the flash drive to the prosecution. it was their hail mary , a last ditch effort to get justice. in that moment , she takes a sip , and pretends to savor the taste like she’s someone far more sophisticated who knows the first thing about wine tasting. “ yo sé que esto es una mierda , but barba’s just looking out for us. ” she knows the ada isn’t popular among this crowd , but thinks is still worth defending him. it was one of those cases where distance was practically impossible - they couldn’t separate their personal feelings from it. bea understands ava’s anger. but she knows the attorney’s hands are tied. “ estaríamos jodíos if he actually used it. ”

[funkymysteriies]

surinajailuthra‌:

everything ached– her back, her shoulders, her feet… everything. and yet, suri couldn’t quite force herself to stop, even if she was aware that she was pushing herself past her limit. thing was, this, hitting something and running in place and lifting weights, was one of the only things she had left that kept her sane. it was the thing that prevented her from falling off the edge of the metaphorical cliff she had been standing on for months. however, as she went to throw another punch, her body gave in to the exhaustion and she barely had time to react as she felt her back hit the floor. a groan escaped her as she shook it off, attempting to sit up but failing miserably. with a sigh of defeat, she settled against the floor, another groan escaping her as she felt a body looming over her. “can i help you?” she mumbled, craning her neck to get a look at whoever it was. “actually, what i meant to say was… would you mind giving me a hand? you know, after you have your laugh or whatever.” 

the past few weeks had been stressful — the failed case she and ava had been working on ( plus the infamous tape recording  that got them , and jules , in hot water ) , were weighing down on bea. it was a tough case to lose ; she knew what it meant to her partner. but that was over and done with , so the gym was the best place for her to clear her mind of all that , and try to move onto the next thing. once she was done , she threw her towel around her neck and chugged some water. that’s when she heard it , the sound of something ( or someone ) dropping to the floor. concerned , she rushed to the source of the sound , but the sight only made her chuckle. “ i think it might be time to go home , ” she commented , extending an arm so she could pull suri back up. “ once the punching bag starts punching back , it’s time to call it. ”

[funkymysteriies]

kscmers‌:

“isn’t it always?” katrina smiles, downing the last drop of her scotch and setting the glass on the bar’s surface, “it’s most of the reason i come to these things.” they were too stuffy, too formal. the free alcohol and people-watching opportunities only made it a little bit better, “i would offer to buy you a drink, but the open bar defeats that purpose.” she jokes, “enjoying it so far?” she asks, a sarcastic edge to her voice. she’s glad it’s not weird between them. at least, mostly. they see each other too often because of work and things like this and it would be pretty unbearable if things weren’t good, “what are the odds i’ll get caught by someone i know if i cut out early?” she’s joking, but she wouldn’t mind leaving early for the afterparty- or to go home and try to catch up on sleep, “these last too long.” 

just hearing katrina’s voice brings a smile to alex’s lips. even after all these years, she can’t help but feel the same sort of warmth that made her fall for the psychologist in the first place. so things didn’t work out between them , alex had almost expected that from the start — in her line of work , a stable love life was damn near impossible — but she’s comforted by the fact that katrina got her happy ending. she deserved it. “ you and everyone who didn’t have to pay for their ticket. ” she knows for a fact most prosecutors are allergic to this sort of event , only coming out for the booze or to advance politically. “ it’s the thought that counts ,” she replies , getting her own drink from the bar and lifting it towards katrina. “ i’m definitely enjoying the bar , ” she says with a laugh , before taking a sip. “ i think people are just drunk enough that you could probably slip out undetected , ” she shoots a look toward the exit , as if she’s mapping out an escape route.

[sonnyccarisi]

#me leaving any remotely awkward situation

[svumanhattan]

[funkymysteriies]

@likecaskets

[sonnyccarisi]

[sunrise-on-the-reaping]

✨EDIT REQUEST MEME✨ ⇢ Favorite Sonny Carisi quote

[enbykeitsukishima]

I had this thought.

[funkymysteriies]

i am very small and very tired...but will be around tomorrow to do replies! i wanna get some new threads going so like / reply to this post for a starter from any of my characters OR send me one of THESE prompts !!!

[incorrectcabensonquotes]

Go in to a room with the confidence of an incredibly average white man.

- Alex

[sashkash]

I love one (1) baby giraffe. 

[funkymysteriies]

likecaskets‌:

“svu can take days off? sounds fake. don’t know if i can trust like that.” god, is this what he devolves into with quite a few flutes of champagne in him? quoting memes all the live-long day? jules has never considered himself smooth but this is a little tragic. to save himself, he clears his throat and turns away from sonny as he looks around the crowd of dispersing party goers. as he looks, he turns his head a little too fast a little too soon, makes himself sway on unsteady feet and finds himself bumping into sonny’s side. the contact isn’t necessarily unwelcome but — he still tries to shrug it off, directs his question elsewhere with, “should i follow you or should we follow someone who actually knows where they’re going?”

he’s not entirely sure what julián means , but sonny still think it’s funny. hands on his hips , he leans forward slightly , releasing a loud , carefree belly laugh. he’s not drunk , not really. just a little tipsy. his limbs feel a little looser , his arms move around freely ( even more so than usual ) , gesturing wildly as he speaks. the champagne just makes him a little less aware of his general surroundings , and a little bit more aware of jules’ body suddenly coming into contact with his. he places his hands on the other’s arms — it’s a reflex — to steady him. and while there’s still a smile plastered on his face , he tries not to think much of it as he answers the question. “ i’m pretty sure i know where this is , ” he says , probably feeling more confident than he sounds ( and more confident than he should be ). “ le bain , right ? i think i’ve seen that around , i know where it is , ” he shrugs , makes a sort of ‘ tsk ’ sound with his mouth before pulling jules along with him. “ now c’mon , let’s go. ”

[mcthermurder]

who i was THEN

                     &&

                    who i am NOW

are two VASTLY different people

[sofuckingchuffed]

SVU Characters + TV Tropes (x) ↳  Dominick “Sonny” Carisi, Jr 

[justiiceserved]

that sass.

happy birthday @cabotiisms !!

[chernobylapple]

Carisi: How tall are you?

Barba: Height is a social construct.

Carisi: So you're short