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        “Peppermint schnapps I can do, but you might have to settle for an actual candy cane instead of sprinkles, though,” Delia compromised, grabbing a pair of mugs and a couple of hot chocolate K Cup pods before sticking one underneath and into the coffee maker respectively.

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Five times smiled --> Blake & Emily

Title: send ‘FIVE TIMES SMILED’ for five times your muse made mine smile.Comments: Wow, I just went for it and I picked some different times in order of how they could have happened to write this.Sent by: @warricrscribed

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             — ♛  Blake was tucked into bed, her first night in the apartment and after such a tiresome day. Emily was thankful to the judge that gave her the custody of the one thing person that she loved more than anything in the world. Her heart is squeezing as she steps into the bedroom with light steps as to not wake the teenager in the bed. The light from the hall the only light in the room just barely shining on where Emily would guess is Blake’s leg area. Blonde hair is splayed out on the pillow and Emily wanted so badly to run her hand through it. When she pictured her little girl, she always pictured the child with a head full of dark hair that it almost looked black but her image of her daughter long ago wasn’t as great as the real thing.

             — ♛ She looked so much like John that Emily’s stomach hurt, John was a coward that was only good for scratching an itch when he is in town so Emily tries to push him out of her mind. The brown eyes were her color though, the shade was more of a match for herself than John so that was good. A slight smile comes to her face as she moves closer in the room so that she was at arm’s length of the bed. Her daughter was so much better than anything that she could have thought up and the smile that Blake could bring to her face was a bright one filled with hope that no one had seen on Emilia Elizabeth Prentiss before.             — ♛ ❝Good night Blake,❞ Emily whispers as she goes over to the armchair that was close by more for looking out the window in the summer than staring at people, she gracefully sits down and she stays in that uncomfortable chair all night, waking up every so often thinking she was having a nightmare of her daughter being in her home only for her to wake up and not find her there but Emily’s dream was wrong because each time she opened her eyes, Blake was there. In the dawn light, Emily left the room before Blake wakes up to start making breakfast, which pancakes were clearly not a skill for her because the smoke alarm went off.𝙏𝙬𝙤:             — ♛ Blake was laying in Emily’s bed sick with mono when Emily came into the room, a purple bunny in hand. Going over to the bed and laying the bunny by her daughter’s side, a soft smile is on her face as she remembers handing the bunny to a nurse in hopes that her daughter’s family would allow her to keep such a gift from her birth mother or how she cried when the nurse took it from her grasp and told her she would try her hardest to see if the bunny would stay with the tiny baby girl it was meant for. Emily had cuddled that bunny whenever her mother wasn’t home, which was often because she wanted to have something that was keeping the two of them together no matter how far apart they were.              — ♛ The purple coloring was faded a bit and there looked to be a few little permanent marks of dirt on the stuffed toy but it was clearly loved. Even as Blake opened her eyes and used what strength she had to pull the bunny close to her body, Emily could see that it was a comfort to the teen. Blake looked so pale and sick that Emily shouldn’t be standing there smiling but that bunny was the whole reason of the smile even with her being tired as hell from her workout that morning or the fact that she had been doing housework to keep her mind at ease about her sick child. Her hand reaches over and rubs the soft fur of the animal before she left her bedroom and went back to cleaning and for the whole day, she could be found with a soft smile on her lips.𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚:             — ♛ Emily had gotten a text from John hours ago saying he wanted to meet up and she had turned him down because she had better things to do than be under him. She made some crappy excuse about needing to stay late that night at work to do paperwork while she really was staying up late to watch Bambi, Blake’s favorite movie when it came to Disney. The whole idea was to spend as much time with her teenager as she can and while Emily understood that Blake didn’t always want to hang out with her because she was a teen, after all, she was grateful for the times that she did get to spend with her.             — ♛ Emily had been upstairs getting some blankets and the bunny that Blake loved when the doorbell rang and Emily had called for Blake to get it thinking it was the Chineese food but as she comes downstairs, she hears a voice that she knows all too well asking for her and she wants so badly to get sick because he was an ass, she told him no and yet he shows up anyway, the wide smile on his face is quickly changed into a frown because he clearly asked Blake who she was and the pieces fell into place              — ♛ Blake had known about who John was, Emily had pulled at some photos for her to look at to see what she had gotten from her father so clearly, the pieces had fallen into place quickly for her than John.  The way her stubborn daughter told him to leave because they were having a mother-daughter day had been the thing to bring a smile to her face because she wasn’t expecting that. Even as Emily made sure to walk John back to the door and kicked him out, she felt good about what went on because it was Blake’s choice to want to deal with him and Emily knew that what John had wanted from Emily had been painful to hear, no child wanted to know that their father would rather the mother have an abortion than give life to the child.              — ♛ When Emily went to Blake, she made sure to wrap her arms around her child a little tighter than normal so that she knew that she was loved. The rest of the movie night had been filled with laughs and shared jokes.𝙁𝙤𝙪𝙧             — ♛ Another time that Emily smiled was when she was in the kitchen making cookies with Blake for fun. The laughs shared and flour that somehow ended up in their hair hadn’t been the biggest thing for Emily but the word that was used in their conversation.             — ♛ Blake is rolling cookie dough and Emily is putting cooled cookies onto a placement when Blake asks a question, ❝Is this thick enough?❞ SHe didn’t hear the question and the word that caught her attention had been one that she isn’t sure Blake was ready to say. ❝Mom, did you hear me? Is the dough thick enough?❞             — ♛ The spatula that was in hand dropped onto the pan and she is just staring at Blake trying to see if she was going crazy but the flash of fear that was in her daughter’s eyes has her smiling the biggest smile that she has had in a while. The fear clearly was because Emily hadn’t responded fast enough.❝Yeah, the dough is thick enough…daughter, ❞ She only says daughter to get Blake to hopefully understand that she herself didn’t mind being called mom.𝙁𝙞𝙫𝙚:             — ♛ Blake is dressed in her cap and gown, running down the hall of her high school after she was able to leave the auditorium, heels clicking at a fast pace and when she is finally able to be in view of her mother, she is seconds away from crashing into the brunette with tears running down her face. Blake Prentiss had done it, she had finished high school and was onto the next chapter in her life. The bone-crushing hug that both mother and daughter gave was a long one.              — ♛ Emily didn’t care that Elizabeth hadn’t shown or that John hadn’t shown because Blake had her family there, the BAU all with their own proud smiles on her face. As she pulls back to look at Blake’s face, Emily cups her daughter’s cheek moving some curled hair out of the way as she went. ❝I am so proud of you, more than you ever known.❞ Emily can feel the pride oozing off of her as she wipes her eyes for the thousandth time that day. Emily’s smile was bright as her daughter’s future and she knew whatever the next steps in Blake’s life would be, she would never be alone.

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objection, officer down, handcuffs, undercover

SVU Questions  ||  accepting

Objection: Least favorite Ada

answered ! 

Officer Down: Least Favorite Character

I really don’t like Cassidy — like i didn’t mind him that much in season one he had his good moments but once he comes back that’s a hard no from me. and also Tucker? like i haven’t caught up yet so idk yet how the is with Olivia but from all his appearances before that mess i’m not a fan. Like i get he’s IAB and his job is to investigate cops but guy is legit just out to destroy peoples lives and reputations half the time over such bullshit man

Handcuffs: ALL of your SVU ships

answered !

Undercover: Best Undercover Moment

There are actually a few that I like but I’m trash and the only one that springs to mind rn is when Elliot was undercover w that animal smuggling case and Liv came out in a bra pretending to be a prostitute lmao that one was such a classic I’ll never be over it

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# - for audrey of course :)

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone : Mama Auds 💞😈- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone : this one !!- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone : where you lead , i will follow by carole king.- my muse’s last text to your muse :       [text : sent at 3:20PM] Can we get pizza tonight???       [text : sent at 3:45PM] Never mind I got impatient so I’m waiting in a booth at the diner      [text : sent at 3:46PM] GET YOUR BUTT OUT HERE I’M HUNGRY

@warricrscribed / cellphone meme / accepting !

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🧠 @warricrscribed  🧠  sc for carter. 🧠

fingers gently brushed through dark hair as Amelia dropped her bag by the door, thankful that it didn’t seem like carter was around. thank god, she couldn’t just pretend to be good today, not even a little bit. there was cooking wine, she knew that much but, as she kicked off her shoes she knew that she couldn’t drink it, wouldn’t drink it, mostly because she’d survived so much without it and also because gross. instead she fell on the couch with a sad sigh. she hadn’t meant it but her tears, the gut wrenching sobs that she usually kept to herself, started before she even could reach for the remote. if she really had checked to know that her daughter was just in her room and not out, she probably just would’ve stayed at work. it wasn’t until she heard a door open and close, did she look up, mid sob. “i --- carter. not right now, okay? whatever it is, we can talk about it --” a heaving breath and she sniffled, wishing for the tears to stop. “later. please, because i --” miss your brother, but the words wouldn’t fall. instead she simply folded back against the couch in a tighter ball.

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‘ hey, i’ve got you. it’s okay. ’ - carter taking care of her mom after they find out that derek died tho... okay now my heart hurts :(

SOME ANGST THING IM TOO LAZY TO TAG. / @warricrscribed

the sobs that fell past her lips were gut wrenching. like her stomach physically hurt with each one that passed. she’d forced herself in the bathroom of the dream house the second she’d got home, and she thought she’d locked the door but, apparently not because it wasn’t long until her daughter was forcing her way inside. ‘ i can’t, carter..’ she muttered, her arms wrapping around her daughter, knuckles practically white with how tight she was holding on. ‘i can’t do this. it hurts so fucking much.’ head buried in the teens shoulder as she whimpered, new round of sobs shaking her body.

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💔 - from carter aka rip my heart out

TELL AMELIA YOU HATE HER. / @warricrscribed

       “What the fu ---” curse word fell silent against the air as Amelia replayed her daughters words in her head. A what the fuck did you just say to me wasn’t even going to make her feel better. Not right now at least. Swallowing the lump that had ultimately lodged itself in her throat, the older brunette closed her eyes for a second. She’d already felt like everyone was against her. Now her daughter too. “I don’t need this right now, Carter. Go to your room -- I’m not..” sucking in a breath as she looked around the tiny apartment just by the hospital that she’d bought for them, she could feel the tears stinging at her eyes. “I’m tired, your newest tantrum can wait a few hours.”