Independent & Mutuals Only MULTIMUSE featuring both canon & original characters from 'Law & Order: SVU.
Both mun & muses are 21+.
RULES // WISHLIST // HEADCANONS // STARTERS // MEMES
Independent & MUTUALS ONLY MULTIMUSE featuring both canon & original characters from 'Law & Order: Special Victims Unit'.
NON-RP BLOGS & NON-MUTUALS : DO NOT INTERACT WITH WISHLIST AND IN CHARACTER POSTS.
Mun & muses are 21+.
WRITTEN BY : Shelley.
POST BANNER TEMPLATE BY : creationcolor @ devianartart [x]
MUSES
(Primary, Secondary, By Request).
Rafael Barba.
Olivia Benson.
Fin Tutuola (by request)
Mike Dodds.
Nick Amaro.
Sarah Thompson (OC).
Reza Saberi (OC).
Mercy Mazani (OC).
MUSE MENU(S) // MEMES // PROMO // PSA // OOC
RULES
(Rules are below the cut).
Muns inspiration can vary from time to time and sometimes she can only get herself to reply to certain threads/asks/muses/muns. This is in no way a reflection of you or your muses & is solely down to mun. Mun cannot force herself to reply to something as it will cause her to lose interest and inspiration in more things. We are all here for fun after all.
FOLLOWING / INTERACTING
This blog is mutuals only.
If they are not following you back, there will not be interactions, sorry. Please respect this.
If there is a mutual follow, then they definitely want to interact with you.
Please do not reblog any wishlist or headcanon posts.
If you do not have a rules page, mun will not follow back.
NON-RP BLOGS & NON MUTUALS : DO NOT INTERACT WITH WISHLIST AND IN CHARACTER POSTS.
DISLIKES / TRIGGERS
Mun will not rp with any comic/animated/game characters unless they use a non-animated FC. There may be some very limited exceptions. But only if mun chooses.
Due to the nature of the 'Law & Order' franchise, there will be triggering content found within. Mun will do their best to tag triggers, but some may still be missed (not intentionally). If something triggers you, or you feel something should be tagged, please let mun know.
Triggers will be tagged ' tw ___ ' & ' ___ tw '.
Though it is not triggering, mun has come to realise that sometimes sending memes whilst giving ideas/prompts on it causes my head to completely block any chance I have of answering the meme. I don't know why this makes it difficult for me, but it does. If we have a developed storyline between our muses, smaller ideas are okay.
Please refrain from sending large amounts of memes/asks from the same meme post. This is something mun used to be okay with but it now becomes quite overwhelming as I try to get through things in my inbox. Two to three at most should be okay, unless we have a fully developed verse/relationship between our muses. Then more is okay.
PHOBIAS
- moths (and to a lesser extent, butterflies).
( if you could tag any pictures of moths & butterflies with tw: moths & tw: butterflies, it would be greatly appreciated. )
'DO NOT INTERACT'
If you have any of these Fandoms, muses or use any of these face claims, please do not follow unless you have tag(s) that I can specifically block. If I go through your muse list and see any of these (and there is no tag i can block), you will be softblocked. I mean no offense to you the mun with these. I have varying reasons for these being here, so I am not comparing some face claims/fandoms to others. Please respect what I have listed to make myself comfortable.
If I am already following you before 7th, September 2024, I will remain following & interacting with you as I am not planning on removing anyone I already follow and I can work around things.
There may be some exceptions but those are my decision alone.
- Wizarding World (Harry Potter, Fantastic Beasts, etc), JKR, Armie Hammer, Amber Heard, Jared Leto, Glee, 'femswapped' muses, kid show characters.
SHIPPING & NSFW
Both Mun & ALL MUSES are 25+.
Please check each muses about page as to what their sexual orientation is.
There will be no smut with any muses or muns below 21.
Please do not assume romantic or sexual relationships between my muses and yours. If you have an idea for any of them, please contact me in an IM or ask. If there has been a canon relationship between the muses, we can discuss in IMs.
There will be nsfw content found within, which will all be tagged with ‘ns.fw’ ( and ns.fwish to a lesser extent). If mun misses something, please let them know so that it can be tagged.
None of the muses will participate in smut immediately with anyone. Mun prefers to have things to develop naturally.
WISHLISTS
If you would like to plot, do a starter or just talk about a wishlist idea I have for one of my muses, you will have to either comment, IM or send an Ask as my anxiety makes it extremely difficult to approach, even for these.
ABOUT MUN
Muns name is Shelley.
She/They.
Mun lives in England.
Both mun & Rafael are 25+.
Mun has a special needs daughter who is autistic with severe learning difficulties. If muns daughter takes her away from Tumblr, please be patient.
Mun is autistic (diagnosed January 2021) & is still learning about what that means for her. Please be patient with them. She also has undiagnosed ADHD.
Mun has a condition called ’hypermobility syndrome’ which affects all ligaments in their body.
It was late in the evening, practically night, when Rafael had finally returned home to his apartment. Coat draped over the back of a dining chair, he removed his tie, waistcoat and suspenders before unbuttoning the top few buttons of his dress shirt. Heading into the kitchen, pulling a glass from a cupboard, he fetched a bottle of scotch from a side table and poured himself a small drink. Sipping at it for a few moments with a sigh whilst leaning back against the table and looking around his silent home.
The case had run a whole lot longer than suspected and multiple curveballs had been thrown by the opposition that had sent Rafael had his case almost reeling. Thankfully, he had still managed to win it but it had taken a lot more than anticipated and the jury could have gone either way.
After a few minutes lost in thought, Rafael's eyes had eventually settled upon the piano up against the opposite wall. Black paint chipping away, the sight of it still brought fond but sad memories of sitting at his maternal grandfathers side whilst the elder man had played and sung to him. Starting his love of music that Rafa tended to keep relatively secret after his father had hated the thought of his son playing the instrument.
Breathing in through his nose and shaking off the thought of his father, Rafael finished his glass and placed it on the side table before walking over to sit down at the piano. Lifting the fallboard, he ran his fingers lightly over the keys with reverence.
He closed his eyes and stayed still for several minutes before beginning to play 'Being Alive' from the musical 'Company (one of his favourites after having seen it with his Grandfather before he'd passed). Rafael kept his eyes closed as he played and began to sing.
He became so lost in the song, thoughts of the case and memories of his Grandfather, that he didn't hear the knock at his door or it creaking open.
A muffled and far away sounding collection of noise reached through to Rafael's ears, slowly pulling him towards consciousness. His eyes slowly opened a crack before closing again instantly closing at the bright and blinding lights. Shifting with a confusing groan of pain, he readied himself before opening his eyes again. Taking several moments to let his eyes focus.
Was he in a hospital?
Rafael didn't remember anything about how he had gotten there. Looking down with great difficulty and a frown of confusion on his face, he realised that the right side of his chest, shoulder & upper arm were carefully and completely bandaged up. His clothes no where to be seen.
What had happened to him?
Muttering in Spanish under his breath, Rafael looked around again until he saw his phone on a small table beside his bed. After some struggle, he managed to reach it with his left hand. It took multiple attempts before he could unlock it, the coordination of his left hand combined with being unable to tilt his head too much making it difficult. He was struggling to focus properly as he looked for anything on his phone that could possibly tell him anything. A text or voicemail or anything from anyone. But there was nothing.
After resting his head back against a pillow behind his head and trying again to remember anything, Rafael tried to dial a number in his phone.
The days trial had not gone as planned.
A guilty verdict had been read out against Rafael's client (despite his best efforts) and to say the client hadn't taken it well would have been more than an understatement.
The man had flown into a rage, taking a gun from one of the courtroom security guards and begun to shoot at anything he could. The security guard was hit immediately as everyone else ducked for cover, screaming in a panic.
Having begun to see the movement for the gun, Rafael tried to grab his client to stop him but had been hit and stumbled back before the man took the gun. A moment barely seemed to pass before a pain seared through Rafael's abdomen as he had tried to get to cover. Managing to get over the railing behind the table he and his client had been sat at.
Putting a hand to his stomach to both hide and cover the wound he knew he now had whilst staunching the bleeding, Rafael's wide eyes frantically looked around in a breathlessly panic to try and see what was going on.
Connecting with another's on the opposite side of the benches.
It was late in the evening, practically night, when Rafael had finally returned home to his apartment. Coat draped over the back of a dining chair, he removed his tie, waistcoat and suspenders before unbuttoning the top few buttons of his dress shirt. Heading into the kitchen, pulling a glass from a cupboard, he fetched a bottle of scotch from a side table and poured himself a small drink. Sipping at it for a few moments with a sigh whilst leaning back against the table and looking around his silent home.
The case had run a whole lot longer than suspected and multiple curveballs had been thrown by the opposition that had sent Rafael had his case almost reeling. Thankfully, he had still managed to win it but it had taken a lot more than anticipated and the jury could have gone either way.
After a few minutes lost in thought, Rafael's eyes had eventually settled upon the piano up against the opposite wall. Black paint chipping away, the sight of it still brought fond but sad memories of sitting at his maternal grandfathers side whilst the elder man had played and sung to him. Starting his love of music that Rafa tended to keep relatively secret after his father had hated the thought of his son playing the instrument.
Breathing in through his nose and shaking off the thought of his father, Rafael finished his glass and placed it on the side table before walking over to sit down at the piano. Lifting the fallboard, he ran his fingers lightly over the keys with reverence.
He closed his eyes and stayed still for several minutes before beginning to play 'Being Alive' from the musical 'Company (one of his favourites after having seen it with his Grandfather before he'd passed). Rafael kept his eyes closed as he played and began to sing.
He became so lost in the song, thoughts of the case and memories of his Grandfather, that he didn't hear the knock at his door or it creaking open.
