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#Rafael Barba x male reader
x-bluefire-heart-x · 7 months
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Really Detective?
Hey everyone! This particular piece is a short one. It's Rafael Barba/Male reader. @nickamaro requested this cute little piece. It was requested that I write this imagine with either Rafael or Olivia. And I decided to do both. Olivia's one will be posted soon. I hope you all enjoy! And please feel free to request stories, either from my prompt list or just anything you would like to read.
Warnings: Swearing
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Rafael could hardly believe his eyes. At first he thought he had fallen asleep in his office after too much coffee and too much paper work. But no, that definitely hadn’t happened. He was in the apartment he shared with his boyfriend. His boyfriend who was currently standing on the kitchen counter with…oh jesus that was bug spray and a lighter.
“Carino, I know you said you didn’t like the curtains but this is a bit extreme,” Rafael drawled as he put his briefcase on a chair.
“This isn’t about the curtains baby,” you retorted eyes not leaving one particular spot on the floor. Rafael looked closely at you, a light sheen of sweat covered your face and your knuckles were almost white as you gripped the items in your hands. Your muscles tense.
“Okay, then what is it about?” Rafael raised an eyebrow. “And can you please get off the counter and put the lighter down.”
“Not until that fucker reappears so I can fry it,” you growled.
“Need a little more,” Rafael prodded looking around trying to figure out what was going on.
“There was a massive fucking spider on the floor there,” you explained. “And then it just vanished so now I am staying here until it shows itself.”
“A spider?” Rafael was even more confused. To Rafael you looked scared. Very scared. But that wasn’t something he had ever seen on you. “I have seen you stare down guns and people holding knives at you but a spider has you like this.”
“Don’t tease me,” you almost whined at your boyfriend. “I don’t like spiders Rafi, they’re creepy as hell with all their legs and eyes and…and there it is!”
Rafael looked over his shoulder and saw the spider. It was small, nowhere near the size he thought it would be from how you are acting. Rafael sighed rubbing the bridge of his nose as he walked over and stomped on the poor thing. He did not want to risk you actually setting things on fire. Rafael turned around just in time to have you fling yourself into his arms. You were taller than him but at this moment Rafael felt like he was taller as you curled yourself into him, burying your head into his neck. Arms thrown around his shoulders as you nuzzled into him.
“Thank you,” you whispered. Rafael wrapped his arms around your waist, trying very hard not to chuckle. This side of you was new and he found it incredibly adorable, and he didn’t want anyone else to ever see it.
“Of course, Carino,” he patted your back, squeezing you softly. He found it amusing that his brave detective boyfriend was so afraid of spiders but at the same time a small part of him was a little pleased that he got to be the protector for once. “I’ll deal with any spiders, so no need to almost burn the apartment down.”
“…Shush,” you muttered, lightly nipping his neck. “And don’t even think about telling anyone about this.”
“Ah, yes, don’t want your reputation of being one of the most badass and intimidating detectives to be tarnished,” Rafael laughed hand coming up to tug gently on your hair. A whine left your throat at the action, the man knew exactly what he was doing. You went to pull away from him but Rafael held on to you. “Aw, don’t worry Carino. I promise I won’t tell anyone you needed a knight in shining armour.”
“Don’t be mean,” you muttered being able to move enough to look at him, his green eyes shining with amusement. Rafael caught your eyes, which still had a slight hint of fear in them, the sight of that smothered the rest of his amusement. He cupped your face leaning forward to kiss your cheeks and your lips.
“I’m sorry Carino,” he whispered. “I promise I won’t tell anyone.”
You smiled softly at him leaning to rest your forehead against his, nuzzling his nose. You had hoped that he would never find out about your fear of spiders. Last time someone had they made you feel so small, as if a detective of your size and demeanour couldn’t have such a fear. As if someone who charges into danger without a moment’s hesitation shouldn’t be afraid.  
“Thank you,” you told him again kissing him. “Never had my own knight in shining armour but I’m glad you’re mine.”
“Well, it’s the least I can do after the times you have saved me,” Rafael grinned. “Now how about some dinner?”
“Or we could just skip right to dessert,” you suggested pulling out of his arms and walking backwards towards the bedroom, tugging on his hands.
“If this is the reward I get every time I kill a spider, I hope I find more,” Rafael grinned untangling one of his hands to loosen his tie, his eyes darkening as he stepped closer to nip at your neck.
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daddydoddsjr · 2 years
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hey! :) could you do some rafael barba fluff, please? 'tis the holiday season. perhaps, something Christmassy? 🌟💌
thank you so much. 🫶🏽
Holiday Season - Ficlet
Pairing || Rafael Barba x GN!Reader
Contents/Warnings || none, just christmas fluff 🎄
Authors Note || sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, i am writing this at almost 3am lol
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You had had a pretty rough day at SVU, but it ended in an arrest which was good news for the squad. Though you weren’t feeling particularly great that day, you were looking forward to going home to Rafael.
You unlocked the front door and kicked off your shoes and took off your snow covered coat. You sighed with content as you entered the living room, smiling at your lit up Christmas tree in the corner. It was mostly just for you, but Rafael was happy to help you set it up— he was happy to do anything for you.
You wandered into the kitchen where you found Rafael standing at the island, taking a sip from one of his many coffee mugs.
“Mi amor,” He greeted you with a small smile, “How was work?”
“Stressful as per usual,“ You walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his stomach and resting your head on his chest. He set his mug down and ran his hands up and down your back, “Do you want me to make you hot chocolate? And I bought those candy canes you like today.”
“That sounds great.”
“Go take a warm shower and I’ll bring it to you on the couch when you’re done.”
“I love you,“ You leaned up and kissed him before heading to the bathroom.
After you showered and changed, Rafael brought out a cup of hot chocolate and a candy cane for you along with his cup of coffee. He sat on the couch with you and the two of you snuggled up to each other. You leaned against him and rest your head on his shoulder. This was definitely your favourite part of the day— snuggling up with Rafael on the couch after a long shift. What made it especially nice was the bright lights coming from the Christmas tree and the sight of snow through the window that was gently hitting the glass.
“I love this, you know,“ You spoke quietly.
“What?”
“The silence, the snow, you.”
Rafael tilted his head and rested it on top of yours, “I love you too, estimado. “
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moonochi · 1 year
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man i could go for some Barba x male reader fan fics right about now 😩 maybe even some kim kitsuragi ones was well, but i've read all the good ones on tumblr already i guess it's time to move onto A03 :c
after the day i've had i just need something wholesome 😭
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reareaotaku · 2 years
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Masterlist I
Updated: September 13, 2023 [Completed] !Masterlist II Here!
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thatesqcrush · 1 year
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12 Steps to Love - Step 6: Ready to Remove Defects
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Rafael Barba x f!reader. CW: Yelina. 🤣 But FR, some implied smut (oral, male receiving) & angst. WC: 2K??? AN: thx for the assist as always @beccabarba you’re the best!
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‘So this is what it’s like to eat crow,’ Rafael thought to himself as he stared at the sleeping figure next to him in bed.
He hadn’t meant to take Yelina home. Or to bed. He ran into her when he was visiting his abuelita. She was divorced, the scandal of Alex soliciting and sexting with a teenager and everything else was too much to bear. Yelina had been thoroughly humiliated, moving herself and children to her parents who lived in the same building with Rafael’s grandmother.
For Rafael, there was something comforting about talking with someone who knew him so well. There was no small talk or pleasantries, just diving back in to where they had left off, including with sex.
Rafael couldn't understand however, why at the very moment he decided to pursue something with Yelina, your face came to his mind.
He slipped out of the bed carefully so as to not to disturb Yelina. They were at his place as her place was out of the question for obvious reasons. He had a lawyer event and she was his plus one. He shut the bathroom door quietly and then relieved himself. He turned on the shower, letting the water get very hot. Steam filled the room. He enjoyed particularly hot showers - they seemed to be the most soothing, even if slightly scalding. It was as if the hot water could melt his stress and wash away the dirt, grime and sins of the night.
His gold chain glistened through the steam as water rushed over his body. Rafael lathered shampoo, his eyes closed as he did so. In doing so, he hadn’t realized Yelina had come into the shower to join him. He only noticed because a small blast of cold air came in. He jumped, slightly startled and Yelina was quick to reassure him that it was just her.
Rafael watched as Yelina sank to her knees, looking up at him with needy eyes. And as she began to blow him, Rafael allowed himself to pretend it was you.
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It was Valentine’s Day.
Somehow you found yourself in charge of the Valentine’s Day party decorating committee. You hardly wanted to, but you figured you could duck out once the room was decorated, so you could do what you really wanted to do — watch sad movies and eat cookie dough.
Despite having a broken heart, you put all your energy into decorating. There was a sequin wall panel backdrop and a balloon arch mixed with red, white and pink balloons. You found reusable LED balloons that had little faux red roses in them.
It looked like Cupid had thrown up everywhere.
You glanced at your watch and then at the door. People were beginning to arrive and mill about. You wanted to leave before Rafael made an appearance. While you weren’t positive that he was seeing someone, you didn’t want to stick around and find out.
You focused on your breathing again, forcing the thought from your mind. You did not need to watch the doors. Yet you still did.
Some members had brought their own instruments to provide entertainment. People started shushing each other as soft music began to fill the room. The music continues for some time, several jazzy songs which soothe your frayed nerves even as the pace of the music picks up somewhat. The light was dimmed and the chatter and bustle has mostly died down as everyone began to listen to the performance. Some people started to dance, but most were swaying on the spot, their movement soft and smooth.
For a few seconds, your mind drifted. At the edge of your mind, images crept up. The scent of Rafael’s cologne. The way the corner of his eyes crinkled when he laughed. The way his arms held you tightly. The sound of his heartbeat while you laid your head on his chest. The feel of his beard against your skin. The song ended to raucous applause. And it was only then you realized you were crying.
You wiped your eyes with your palm, guaranteeing that your makeup was ruined. You decided at that moment to leave and of course, that is when Rafael showed up. With a gorgeous brunette draped on his arm.
You froze mid-step. Rafael’s eyes met yours, locking for the briefest of moments before you turned away.
Rafael and his guest made their way further into the room and you made a beeline for the doorway.
You hurried down the hallway, your face growing hot and fresh tears threatened to spill. ‘My heart beats for the man who wants someone else.’
You heard your name being called. You kept your hurried pace when your name was called again, this time, the tone more sharp.
You turned to see Rafael in the middle of the hallway. He jogged up to you.
“I thought by the time I got here, I'd know what to say.”
You looked at the door behind you - your escape - and then back to Rafael. You frowned. “I was just on my way home.”
Rafael’s smile dissipated. He cocked his head, as if he was trying to measure you up. “Haven’t seen you at the meetings.”
You didn’t meet his gaze. Instead, you looked around, trying to focus on anything else. “I have been going to other meetings. Mornings and midday.”
Rafael nodded, his hand scratching his beard.
You looked past his shoulder and saw his party guest standing in the doorway peeking.
“Someone’s waiting for you.”
Rafael turned around and Yelina gave a small wave. You awkwardly waved back and watched as Yelina turned back into the room. Rafael then turned back to you.
“She’s lovely,” you replied in an attempt to break the tension. The air was thick and rife.
When Rafael didn’t respond, you continued. “Just admit it. You're still angry at me.”
“Okay, maybe you're right.” Rafael sighed. “I don't want to be, but every time I look at you, I think of you breaking sobriety and losing that bracelet…”
“I said I'm sorry!” You threw your hands in the air. “I don't know what else to do.”
“What we had was really good,” Rafael replied softly. “I'm still mad at you for screwing it up.”
You shrugged. “I get it. I don’t blame you. I’m mad at myself too.”
“So where do we go on from here?” Rafael wondered out loud.
You shrugged again. “I don’t know.”
Rafael nodded and rocked back on heels. He gave a small shrug as he shoved his hands into his pockets. “It was good to see you.”
You took a step forward and stepped onto your toes. Your hands pressed against his chest and you gave him a soft kiss. “I guess call me when you're less mad. Happy Valentine’s Day.”
Rafael made his way back to the party and to Yelina.
“¿Todo bien, mi amor? Te ves agobiado.”
Rafael smiled and shook his head. “Everything’s fine. An old friend, um, someone I was sponsoring.”
Yelina hummed. “I see,” she replied coolly.
Rafael placed his hand around her waist. “Let’s get something to drink and then dance.”
The festivities eventually winded down. Rafael and Yelina waited on the sidewalk for their Uber to arrive. Smoke billowed upwards from the steam grate. Despite the late hour, the city was alive with lovebirds and the lovelorn alike. The car came and Yelina rested her head on Rafael’s shoulder.
“I had a really good time tonight. I’m so glad we’re back together,” Yelina yawned before she placed her head on Rafael’s shoulder. When she didn’t get the response she wanted, Yelina repeated herself.
“Rafi, oye, did you hear me?”
Rafael furrowed his brows, realizing he hadn’t heard her. “What?”
“I said I am glad we’re back together.” Yelina replied irritably. It bugged her that she had to garner his attention. She wasn’t dumb - Rafael’s mind was elsewhere and she knew it was on a particular person that was not her. She then cozied up to Rafael more. “Are you?”
“Something like that,” Rafael murmured to himself as he watched the city go by in a blur.
All he could think about was you.
Two weeks later, you woke up to a text from Rafael wanting to meet at Forlini’s for dinner and to talk. You texted him back that you would meet him after work.
When Rafael arrived at Forlini’s, you were in a booth, reading a book while drinking a soda. Your nails were rapping against the table in nervousness. You looked up and saw Rafael. Your eyes met and you smiled.
Rafael took the seat across from you and a waitress came by to take his drink order.
“Just a coke please,” Rafael replied. “And two menus for dinner.”
The waitress nodded and replied she would be back. There was an awkward silence, before Rafael’s face softened and he began to speak.
“Thank you for meeting with me.”
“Of course,” you replied a little too quickly; your nerves were shot.
“I’ve missed you.”
You looked at Rafael, your eyes searching his, ever hopeful. “You have?”
Rafael nodded. “I have.”
At that moment, the waitress returned with Rafael’s soda and two menus. After the waitress left the two of you alone again, you spoke.
“What about that woman you were with?”
Rafael shook his head. “Yelina—“
You spit your drink, spraying all over the table. “That was Yelina? Oh God, I’m sorry, excuse me!”
“Yeah, that’s her. But I ended things with her. What she and I had — it was never meant for more than just —“
“Sex,” you finished for him. You shook your head slightly as you finished wiping down the table.
“Sex,” Rafael affirmed. “We used each other then and we used each other now. It was too toxic to stay - so I broke it off. It was horrible. She cried. She threw things, they hit me.”
You furrowed your brows and opened your mouth to reply when the waitress returned to take your orders. The two of you continued to make small talk and discuss pleasantries. Finally, you decided to steer the conversation as to what was the elephant in the room.
“Raf, so what’s going on? Why are we here?”
Rafael reached across the table and grasped your hand. “If it’s okay with you, I’m good. We’re good. You and I.”
You stabbed a piece of your dinner with your fork. “We’re good? Just like that?” You gave him an incredulous look.
Rafael released your hand and began to cut into his steak. “I mean, it happened, it's behind me, and it's really good to be with you. I missed you. I want us to work.”
You let out a hum and took a bite of your dinner. The two of you ate in silence for a few minutes. Finally, you threw your fork on your plate where it made a clattering sound.
Rafael looked at you perplexed.
“Wanna just go back to your place and have sex?”
It was Rafael’s turn to sputter. “I’m sorry?”
“You, me, sex. We’re back together, yes? Then aren’t we due for makeup sex? Or do you want to finish dinner?”
Rafael wiped his mouth with his napkin and tossed it down. “I think that’s a great idea.” He stood and opened his wallet, tossing a couple of large bills on the table. He reached for you, his hand extended. You allowed him to help you stand. Standing across from him, you allowed yourself to really look at him. Fuck he was beautiful. “I’m gonna kiss you now,” Rafael commented.
“Wish you’d stop fuckin’ talking and get t–” your complaint was cut off by Rafael’s lips crashing into his own.
At first you stood there awkwardly stiff, lips touching but not much more. But then, you moved your arm around to the back of his neck, where your fingers teased his skin. Your lips became pliant against his and opened just enough for Rafael to slip his tongue between them.
You pulled back, just slightly, just enough to catch Rafael’s eyes with your own. “Let’s go.”
TBC.
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gamma-rae-bursts · 9 months
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thanks for the tag @introverted-author <3
Last Song: Paranoid by Black Sabbath
Favourite Colour: I honestly think my favourite colour is brown lol
Currently watching: I haven't had time to watch anything in the past like 2 weeks but I think I left off SVU at s11
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Currently Reading: I'm making my way through Rafael Barba x Reader tag
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Current Obsessions: a certain male attorney from SVU
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littleoddwriter · 2 years
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Second Chances | Rafael Barba x Male!Reader | Collab Fic w/ @detectivebarba
Hi there!
So, this is a collaboration with @detectivebarba, and we really hope you like what we've come up with and written!
notes; Male!Reader; Background Violence; Injuries; Relationship Issues; Hurt/Comfort; Angst with a Happy Ending.
Reblogs would be appreciated, thank you!
Late in the evening, you finally returned to your apartment. You were dead on your feet, exhaustion having settled deep in your bones. 
You had just had a run-in with a perp, who fought you off and got the upper hand and managed to punch you in the face several times. Nothing was broken, but your nose was bleeding and you held a tissue under it to ease it. 
Your bottom lip was also busted open; although that had stopped bleeding pretty soon, it still hurt a lot and you knew it was only bound to open back up. 
All you wanted was to get in bed and cuddle with your boyfriend, who was staying over at your apartment, which was closer to his new workplace - the Manhattan Special Victims Unit - and so it was convenient for him to sleep there instead. You were happy that he chose to stay with you, rather than staying at his own place. You loved having him there all night, since you barely got to see him anymore, now that he worked in Manhattan. 
The two of you had met in Brooklyn, where you were still working as a detective for the SVU there. You had gotten together about a year ago, while he was still working in Brooklyn and then when he transferred to Manhattan. 
Sometimes you thought those were happier times. You tried telling yourself that you just missed seeing him, while you were working. Deep down you knew it wasn’t only that, though.
“Hey, Rafa,” you greeted him nasally from the doorway, feeling your split lip open up again as you spoke. The back of your hand pressed against it. 
There was no reply in return. Was he home? 
You peered around the corner and saw him sitting on the couch with case files strewn across the coffee table, while he was eating from a Chinese take-out box. He seemed to have been so immersed in his work that he hadn’t even noticed you. Typical. 
Sighing, you went to the bathroom to take care of your injuries and stop the bleeding for good.
As you looked yourself over in the mirror, you forced yourself not to grimace because of your split lip. Nonetheless, you cringed internally. Purple and blue bruises started to form around your nose and your left eye. Your nose looked rough to say the least. The skin had broken on the bridge of it. You tried to stay positive, though, considering that it wasn’t broken - surprisingly. 
Another sigh left your lips involuntarily when you thought back to how Rafael hadn’t even looked at you, let alone acknowledged your presence. 
Of course you understood that he was busy and that work always came first for him. You had known that before your relationship began and you’d always been okay with it. At least, for as long as you had thought that he would open up some more and actually show that this was as serious to him as it was to you; but thus far, you felt like you’d been growing to become strangers again more and more with each passing day.
It certainly didn’t help that when he did talk to you, it was always about Manhattan SVU and Olivia Benson, specifically, one of the detectives, who he’s been spending a lot of time with to work on the cases they had. Sometimes it rubbed you the wrong way that she was the only one he ever talked about. But you tried not to dwell on that or the fact that Rafael seemed even more absentminded when he was with you than before his transfer. 
Once you were done putting salves and band-aids on your injuries and the bleeding has finally stopped, you washed your hands and walked back to the living area, where Rafael was still sitting on the couch; although now he was done eating and had a pen in his hand instead, as he looked over a case file. 
The take-out box was left on the side of the table. He always left his used dishes for you to clean up, since you had insisted on that when he first started staying over because he was the guest and you’d always been taught to not put your guest to work. 
But he wasn’t a guest anymore. Rafael stayed at your place almost six days a week sometimes, he had toiletries in your bathroom, clothes in your closet and he helped make this apartment a home for himself. At some point you expected him to start cleaning after himself. As he was a grown man, as well. 
Resigned, you took the box and put it in the trash. You were too exhausted to even feel hungry, so you didn’t even bother spending more time in the kitchen to look for something to eat. Instead, you walked over to the couch and sat down next to Rafael, greeting him again as you put a light hand on his shoulder. 
At last, he raised his head and looked at you, momentarily stopping all movement as his eyes met yours and he saw your injuries. His eyebrow twitched a frown. 
“What happened?” he asked a little too calmly for your taste, but you tried not to mind it.
“Perp beat me up pretty good as he tried to resist being arrested. Now he’s got more than an arson to deal with, though. Assault on a cop… that’s an extra two years.”
Rafael nodded and didn’t say anything else before he turned back to his work, pencil scribbling words on the yellow notepad. 
That was that, then. 
No worry, no question as to whether or not you were even okay, nothing. It hurt. 
Your heart felt like it just received a couple of punches as well, rivalling with the pain your face was putting you in. Still, you tried so hard not to let it take over. It was no use. It was okay this way. Rafael was busy and exhausted as well, after all.
“I’m going to bed.” you murmured to which he nodded curtly again. 
You leaned over and gave him a small kiss on the cheek, which he didn’t even seem to acknowledge whatsoever, only making you sadder in return.
 “Good night, Rafa,” you told him softly before you got up and went to the bedroom, where you left the day behind yourself in a restless, dreamless sleep.
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A couple of days later, you were supposed to show up at a dinner party hosted by a judge you've worked with several times before— It was some kind of thank you to everyone that's been working so hard to make these cases work—You thought it was sweet, so of course you made time for it; even if that meant not seeing Rafael for the evening. Coincidentally, though, he was busy that night as well. So it wasn't too bad. At least you didn't have to sit at home all by yourself, missing him now.
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When you arrived, there was only one seat left… the only seat at the table that was left was across from Rafael.
You had no clue that he was also invited. Surely he would’ve told you? Rafael never stops talking about work. 
On one hand you were happy about that; on the other hand, you knew that you could barely contain the way your eyes must have lit up with love and passion for him every time you looked at him, which was pretty much all the time, then. You could only hope that nobody actually noticed your heart-eyes that were directed at him. 
Although it made you a little nervous that Olivia Benson was sitting on your right. She made small talk with you before she mostly talked with Barba or other people she knew. 
When she and Rafael were conversing, you felt a pang in your chest. He seemed so alive all of a sudden. So present; and the way you were used to seeing him, before you had gotten serious, when your relationship was more of a maybe, rather than a certainty. 
Olivia called your name, pulling you from your anxiety fuelled trance. “Can I ask what exactly happened to your face? Do we want to see the other guy?” She joked. 
“I… uh,” you swallowed, “Perp battered me. Got a good few hits on me, too.” 
“You have a partner, if I remember it correctly. They must have been worried sick when you came home,” the judge, who had invited you, suddenly asked out of the blue, drawing everybody’s attention to you. 
“Uh…” you started, glancing up from your rubber chicken dinner to look at Rafael, who was the only one not looking directly at you.
 “I don’t think… that they noticed.” you answered finally, sounding hollow to your own ears. You averted your gaze from Rafael. Maybe you shouldn’t have said that. Perhaps you should have lied instead, but you couldn’t. 
After that, an awkward silence hung in the air, making you feel embarrassed. Luckily, though, the subject was changed soon enough and everybody went back to talking and laughing like they had before. 
When the dinner party was over and everyone was saying their goodbyes; Rafael, Olivia and yourself stood outside of the restaurant waiting for a cab. 
“So, are you two a couple, or?” she asked softly (yet suddenly, with no warning) and with kindness and open curiosity in her voice.
 “Because I’ve noticed a few things. Like your tie, which is definitely Rafael’s. But also when you were talking about your injuries.” Liv continued, making you feel nauseous as anxiety overcame you.
 Rafael didn’t want anybody to know about your relationship, he made that clear when you started dating. Especially nobody he worked with. 
“We’re just good friends,” Rafael cut through your anxiety with his words, “We’ve actually worked together in Brooklyn and become friends over time, that’s all. I lend him my ties sometimes because his usually aren’t the greatest.” You could hear the smirk in his voice. With his little quip, he completely brushed over his reaction to the talk about your face, and you wondered what exactly his reaction was, because you hadn’t even noticed it. 
“Oh, all right. Sorry, I didn’t mean to make things awkward then.” Olivia told you both, looking remorseful.
“No, it’s okay. We’ve been asked that before. You know how it is with close friends sometimes.” you chuckled, trying to lighten your own mood after you’ve been hurt so much by what Rafael had said. 
Once Olivia left with a wave and a goodbye, Rafael had turned and began walking away from you. You had to jog up to Rafael, who was practically speed walking in the direction to your apartment. 
“What was that about?” you asked, letting your feelings overwrite your rationality. You knew why he lied about your relationship, but it still hurt. Everything he’s said and done in the past days - weeks, even - has hurt so much. 
“What do you want me to say? Do you think I was just going to humiliate myself by admitting that we’re a thing to Liv, who I work with very closely, by the way?” Rafael replied venomously, stopping to look at you sternly.
“What the—humiliate? Is that what everything is about? That you’re ashamed of being my boyfriend?” 
“I never said I was your boyfriend.” 
His words felt like a punch in the gut. A stab in the back. 
“I’ll be going to my apartment tonight,” he muttered and pushed past you, leaving you standing there by yourself with his hurtful words ringing through your head.
This was what you had feared for months now. That you were losing him, that he would leave you and act as though you had never meant anything to him. And maybe you really hadn’t. Maybe it was one-sided all along. But no, that wasn’t true. He had liked you. You had gotten together gradually with dinner dates and trying out how it feels to be with one another. And then you had made the mutual decision that this was serious. When did it become one-sided, then? For how long have you been trying so hard to keep it all together, while he was already turning away from you?
Weeks have passed. Neither of you had initiated contact with one another. You haven’t talked whatsoever. Have you broken up for good? You were uncertain. It sure as fuck had sounded like a break up. Not only that, but it also felt like one. 
You had been crying and heart-broken for the better part of those couple of weeks, mourning the relationship you’ve had and the love you had for him. You had been about to tell him that you were in love with him; and now you were still in love with him, but alone. You wished you had never started dating him in the first place. It would have spared you of so much pain, that much was clear to you now.
As it was, though, a case the Manhattan SVU was dealing with brought you all together, since they had recognised there was a pattern to the crimes and that you had had one of those cases on your desk, only to not have enough evidence to solve it, let alone have it held up in court. Thus, Liv thought it would be good to ask you about the case you’ve had and see the evidence you had and your own thoughts on everything. 
It wouldn’t have been so bad if Rafael hadn’t been with them; but unfortunately he had alway been very involved and liked to hear everything directly from the source if he could make time for it. 
You wouldn’t go near him. Not if you could help it. You could feel the tension between you from a mile away and being in the same room felt like suffocation. Sometimes, you could feel his eyes staring at you. 
But when lunch rolled around, the other detectives left to go back to their own precinct, after they had gathered all the information they could. Rafael decided to stay, insisting on having lunch with you. 
Once you were alone and had eaten, Rafael spoke up for the first time during your meal. 
“I’ve missed you.” he said, a small smile on his lips.
Your heart hammered in your chest, climbing up your throat and threatening to beat right out of your body. Missed you? He missed you? What game was he playing? 
When he left you at the restaurant those weeks ago, you hadn’t had a single text or call from him. Rafael told you that he wasn’t your boyfriend. A simple lunch won’t be enough for forgiveness. You’ve had enough of the pain he’s caused you, and so you didn’t let yourself melt and give in to his kind, soft spoken words. 
“Are you sure you’ve missed me? Or have you missed the ten minute walk to the courthouse? Have you gotten tired of washing your own clothes and dishes? Or do you miss that you’d wake me up in the middle of the night to get your dick wet?” 
“I’m really sorry for my behaviour. Okay? I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have acted like that or said the things I did,” Rafael told you, sounding sincere enough, but it was too little too late for you. One or two apologies weren’t going to cut it. 
“Well, thanks for apologising, Rafael, but I’ve had enough, you know? You’ve been a complete asshole towards me for months. All you’ve done is ignore me, treat me more like a butler than your fucking boyfriend. I’ve loved you and you only ever made me feel like some piece of dirt that you didn’t want to be around.”
“You loved me?” He sounded hopeful.
“Of course I do," you admitted softly. “Do you think I’d do all of that for nothing? Put up with your bullshit for months because I didn’t love you?” Your tone was no longer rough and enraged. It had became soft, an understanding tone. 
“But it hurts, Rafa. Because you’ve caused me a lot of pain. And that’s not okay. An apology isn’t going to make up for all of that.”
“I want to make up for it. Listen, I’m very sorry for the way I’ve treated you. I know it wasn’t fair. I- I was just so ashamed of myself. I’m still scared of being out. I feel like all the respect I’ve worked so hard to gain would be stripped away the second I was out to anybody. And so I didn’t allow myself to be close to you the way I always longed for, because I was scared that if I was openly in love with you at home, it’d be harder to cover it up at work,” Rafael explained himself to you. 
Your heart hurt for him. You only knew that too well. Before you had come out at work, you’d been terrified of the reactions; but luckily everything had turned out all right. But that was truly more luck than anything else in this world.
“What do I have to do to let you know that I’m serious about us? Will you give me another chance?” 
You looked at Rafael, really looked at him, and noticed the unusually dark circles under his eyes, the way his hair wasn’t as neatly combed as it usually was, and that he generally just seemed off. Less put together. Because he wasn’t with you, presumably. 
“I will give you another chance, if - and that is a very big if - you actually show me that you care, that you want me and our relationship. You don’t have to come out to anybody. You don’t have to prove it to me that way. But behind closed doors, I’d like you to actually treat me like your boyfriend, okay? That’s all I’m asking for, Rafa.”
Nodding frantically, Rafael agreed to your condition. “I won’t let you down again, Y/N.”
To start off your conditional second chance you’ve given him, Rafael actually asked about your injuries again and let his worry take over, kissing your entire face once you were at home. It was mostly healed by then, but the sentiment counted, and you couldn’t help the happy giggles that left your lips, while he was pecking your healing face. 
———-
From then on, Rafael started becoming more open in the safety of your apartment. 
He initiated kisses and cuddles. He cleaned up after himself. He asked about your day. He actively listened to you and asked questions, showing interest in every word you had to say.
 It was lovely and so much better than you had expected, slowly mending the rift that had grown between the two of you.
———-
“I love you, Rafa,” you confessed quietly when you were both about to fall asleep at night, lying in bed all cuddled up. 
“I love you too,” Rafael said, kissing your neck, “thank you for giving me another chance.”
“You’ve certainly earned it and used it well,” you chuckled softly. 
The pain he has caused you before wasn’t entirely gone, nor would it ever be completely erased by his current behaviour; but you didn’t mind it so much anymore. He was really trying and you appreciated that more than anything. 
The most important part about this was that you were happy, and you truly were, for the first time in months.
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imaginedickwolf · 3 years
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*Anonymous request: Imagine dating Barba but then coming out as a trans man, forcing Barba to question his heterosexuality
“ADA Barba, good to see you.” You said as the well dressed attorney walked into the squad. He smiled, something that seemed rather uncommon for the man.
“Good to see you too detective. How’s the case going?”
“Making me question my faith in humanity every minute but legally, looking good. DNA just came back with a match and we found the victim’s clothes in his house. Liv and Fin are in with him right now, working on a confession.”
“Good work.” 
“It’s a team effort.” You replied with a shrug. Barba nodded and began walking toward the interrogation room to look in on the others.
“But detective,” you looked back up as he spoke, “don’t lose that faith. We’re not all so bad as the people that you help put away.”
“I know.”
You and Barba crossed paths a lot at work and everyone else could see the connection quickly. You two clicked but more than that, you made an effort for each other. You learned how to make each other laugh, how to calm each other when a case got difficult. You were falling for Barba and he was falling for you too.
After months of dancing around it, he decided to ask you out. You said yes and had a great time on the first date. It was fun, he was amazing, and you felt comfortable with him.
However, there was a major hurdle that you had to clear, one that you had already been planning to jump. The date was on a Friday and the following Monday you came to the squad with an announcement.
“Hey everyone, there’s something I have to tell you.” 
Liv pulled you all into her office to give you some privacy from everyone that might be passing through.
“I’m a trans man. I know you all might not get it but I don’t need you to. I just need you to respect me. My name is [Y/N] and I’d like you to switch to he/him pronouns.”
“Thank you for telling us.” Liv said. “We’ll all do our best, please correct us if we ever slip up.” There was a round of nods, silently supporting Liv’s response. 
“Thanks Liv, all of you.” You nodded back. 
It was easy. You all went about your day and everyone did make an effort. You still had to tell Rafael though. And you had no idea how he would take the news. As far as you knew, he was straight. 
You had to go to the courthouse that day and you decided it would be easier to get it over with sooner rather than later. You knocked on Rafael’s door and poked your head in.
“Hey, can we talk?” You asked.
“Not usually what you want to hear after a first date.” He joked, but waved you inside.
“I’ve been thinking for a while and I didn’t want to lead you on without telling you. I like you. I really like you and I like spending time with out. And I loved our date.”
Rafael was very nervous for the ‘but’ that he knew was coming. Were you married? Divorced? A single parent? 
“But I’m not, I’m not, how do I say this? I’m a trans man Rafael. And I don’t want to go into a relationship keeping that from you and and I’m not going to hide myself for anyone, even someone I care for as much as you.”
“Wow.” That was the first thing out of his mouth.
“You don’t have to give me any kind of response or decision about whether you want to try another date right now. I just wanted to let you know. Take all the time you need.”
He nodded and you showed yourself out, heading back to the station to finish out your shift.
Rafael, meanwhile, spent a lot of time sitting at his desk and staring right through the documents on it. Thoughts swirled though his mind. He had always considered himself straight but now, you were making him doubt it. It was safe to say, after all the time spent working with you and now going on a date, he was pretty sure he was in love with you. But that meant he was in love with a man. Did that change anything? Could he be in love with a man?
He dropped by your place that evening, ready to give you his answer.
He knocked on the door and you opened it hesitantly. While you thought you had prepared yourself for any possible response, you knew it would still hurt if he told you that he didn’t want to be with you.
You let him come inside, closing the door behind him.
“So, I take it you’ve made some kind of decision?” You said.
“I have.” He paused. He had practiced what he was going to say but in the moment he was finding blanks in his mental script. “I fell in love with you. With your smile and your intelligence and your passion. I didn’t care what you looked like. And if you’re a man, then I guess I’m in love with a man. You are still the person I love and that’s what matters most to me. If you want to, I want to be with you.”
You brushed away a tear that had escaped your eye while he spoke.
“I fell in love with you too. And I still want you too.”
“Good.” He smiled. “I guess that means I have my first boyfriend.”
His boyfriend. You could get used to hearing that.
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carisi-dreams · 5 years
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Congrats on 1k! Could I request Rafael Barba with a male reader? Maybe going out on an anniversary date?
thank you!
Rafael’s eyes managed to shine in the low lighting and you found yourself dipping your head to look away after a few moments. You heard him laugh lightly, not in a mocking way, but you still kicked him under the table in retaliation.
“Ow, Jesus, what was that for?” he griped.
When you looked back over you saw him pretending to grimace and massage his shin. You’d barely made contact with his actual leg and by the amused smile playing at his lips you could tell he was putting you on. He continued to massage his leg and you rolled your eyes and tried unsuccessfully to bite back the large grin that had been pulling across your face for the better part of the night.
“You know what that’s for,” you chastised. “No one likes a smug Sammy.”
He dropped his hand from his leg and sat up straight again. He tilted his head and this time you could tell he was holding back barely contained laughter that was aimed at you. 
“A smug what now?”
“That look you’ve been giving me all night,” you gestured at his face. “It’s not becoming to be so smug.”
“Smug!? Excuse me for staring at my gorgeous boyfriend on our anniversary. I’m just enjoying the view.” He made an expansive gesture with his hands and fixed the same look from earlier on you once more.
You resisted the urge to wiggle in your seat, although the longer he held his fiery gaze on you the warmer you felt. The glass of ice water by your hand on the table was almost empty and every time you took a large gulp his smile widened minutely. Rafael knew what he was doing to you by giving you that look. The dinner alone was a lot, one of the restaurants in NYC that seemed to always have a six month waiting list. That alone was enough to have you feel soft like nougat on the inside. Paired with Raf’s obviously loving gaze was quickly turning you into melted caramel and you doubted if there would be anything of you left by the time the check came.
Resisting was futile, you knew that. He’d always had a way of conveying almost as much with his eyes as with his words. When he married the two, fierce gaze and poetic words tripping off of his tongue with ease and vigor, you were putty. He knew it. You knew it. If there was any day for him to lay it on thick, it was your anniversary, and so far he was pulling no punches.
“That makes two of us,” you answered finally. You cleared your throat and then lifted your chin somewhat defiantly. He looked delighted by your sudden response and you paused to finger your wine glass and then flicked your eyes back over to trace his face.
“The view in front of me is rivaled only by the meal on my plate…but I am so looking forward to tasting the former later on in the evening.”
You smiled beatifically as his eyebrows raised. He tossed back his wine and raised his hand in the air towards the waiter.
“Check please!”
You laughed and this time when your foot strayed towards the other side of the table you used it to drag along the inside of his calf slowly.
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adrianna-m-scovill · 5 years
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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Law & Order: SVU Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Rafael Barba/Reader, Rafael Barba/You Characters: Rafael Barba, Reader Additional Tags: Anal Fingering, Vaginal Fingering Summary:
You aren't used to asking for what you want, but Barba plans to change that.
Chapter 1 - Female reader Chapter 2 - Male reader
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Ok, I want you guys’ opinions. 
I don’t see many reader inserts like this with ANY fandom, so I was curious, would you guys read or be interested in either a Rafael Barba, Sonny Carisi, or Nevada Ramirez fic with the reader being a trans male?
I just feel like my community needs to be represented more and fanfics are a good way to go, I guess. 
SO let me know what you guys think! You don’t have to reblog or even comment, if you’d like to see it, hit the like button! 
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x-bluefire-heart-x · 7 months
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Once again happy birthday!! I hope you're having a good time <3
This time I got an idea for a crack/fluff fic! You can write this with Rafa or Liv and preferably gender neutral or male reader :D
The reader is a detective in the SVU, badass, not easily intimidated, not easily scared...
Until there's a spider in the room.
Thank you! 💜☺ it has been a very good day!
Oooh! That sounds adorable and also just so me. I can't stand spiders, and my friends have described me as being a bit of a badass but a spider involved! Nah! I'm done, I'm gone! Adding this to my list! Might try doing a male reader for both Liv and Rafa. See if I can do two different takes.
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daddydoddsjr · 1 year
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Hiii! How are you ?
“You made gingerbread zombies?” + Rafael Barba please ? ❤️
Thanks!!! Have a lovely day.
Gingerbread Zombies — Ficlet
Pairing || Rafael Barba x GN!Reader
Festive Prompt List #47 — “You made gingerbread zombies?”
Contents/Warnings || Brief blood and limb mentions
Authors Note || hi everyone; i’ll be posting another ask for christmas eve tomorrow :) hope everyone’s holiday is going well so far !
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You had tasked Rafael to make and decorate gingerbread cookies while you went out shopping for gifts. You knew you’d be gone for a while so you hoped that everything would go smoothly for him while you weren’t there. Last time you left him alone to bake something, he nearly burned the building down. You bounced between stores, buying anything you thought he might like and a few things for yourself along the way too. When you got back to your shared apartment, you were pleased with the smell of gingerbread and no oven fire. Rafael was sitting on the living room couch reading when you bolted past him, hurrying to shove all of the gifts you had bought on your side of the closet in the back where he couldn’t see anything.
When you finally emerged from the bedroom, Rafael looked up from his reading, “How was shopping, mi amor?”
“It went well,” You smiled. “How was decorating the cookies?”
Rafael looked slightly nervous now. “It went… well.”
“Oh, Rafael, you didn’t burn them did you? It’s alright if you did, I can—“
Rafael cut you off, “I didn’t burn them… a few might have broken, though.”
“That’s fine,” You made your way into the kitchen to see a plate of gingerbread cookies on the table. You looked down at them and studied their decor; ragged clothes made of frosting with bodies and limbs covered in small drops of red sprinkles and frosting to look like blood. The broken limbs were also decorated in small amounts of red frosting.
“You made gingerbread zombies?” You looked back over at Rafael, who was still nervous on the couch.
“Well… yes. It made sense to me because of the limbs that broke off.”
You cracked a smile, “I love them.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really. I’ll have to buy you a zombie themed ‘kiss the cook’ apron now.” You walked back over to him, leaning down and kissing his head. “You’re more creative than you let on sometimes.”
“I guess you should task me with more baking assignments then.”
“As long as you don’t set the oven on fire.”
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malereaderfics · 4 years
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Hello! this is a [new] male character/reader account.
Movies/shows I'm familiar with: SVU, Marvel [movies], Haikyuu, Glee, Hannibal.
•You are free to request fics/one shots just please be aware I may finish stories that aren't requests more often
What I'm okay with: Dark fics, non-con, fluff, smut
•[If you're not completely sure, please feel free to ask] I'm not always active here since I have another account and writing doesn't always come easy to me even though I love to do it but I'll do as much as I can :)
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thatesqcrush · 2 years
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Male reader x Rafael Barba. A day late (but hopefully not a dollar short) for yesterday’s prompt of flowers. Tooth rotting, sugary fluff ahead!
AN: no tags rn because I’m on mobile. I’ll update once I am home.
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You couldn't believe it had actually happened.
It felt like a dream and you could only hope that if it were, you would never wake up.
Rolling over in the lush bed of your shared new home, you could not believe that you had actually married the man that you had developed a crush on many years ago when you first joined the 16th precinct as a detective.
You yawned and looked over at the clock – it was way too early to be awake and as your eyelids once more fluttered to a close, you thought of the man who stole your heart.
Two hours later, his warm voice stirred you out of you slumber. You gazed at Rafael with a sleepy smile. "Hello handsome; I was wondering where you took off to." 'My husband…' The simple act of just calling him your husband sent chills down your spine.
Rafael offered a smile in return and held up a plastic bag in his hands. "I was getting breakfast and these.”
From behind his back, Rafael produced a bouquet of flowers.
You gave him a smile. “You are too good to me.”
You inhaled the sweet scent of the flowers and then sat up in order to rummage the bag that he had placed next to you. "I'm starved!" As you sat up in bed, Rafael raked his eyes over your semi nude form appreciatively. You felt his gaze on you and your cheeks grew hot.
"No need to blush; you're a handsome man," Rafael replied as he sat next to you.
You bit into the filled eclair that you had pulled out of the bag. Some filling dripped onto your chin and without hesitation, Rafael reached to wipe your chin with the pad of his thumb.
It was the simplest touch, but it made your heart swell with love. "Thank you.”
"How do you like married life so far?" Rafael questioned you. He moved so he was behind you in bed and you in turn did the same, laying your back on his chest.
"It'll do, I suppose," you teased.
Rafael chuckled and pressed a kiss to your shoulder. You snuggled closer to him before taking a deep breath. "In seriousness," you began, "I love being married to you. You make me happy." You turned to face him, your eyes searching his green ones. "The question is, are you happy?“
"I've never been more sure of anything in my life," Rafael replied. "Like I said in front of our family and friends, you have my whole heart. I love you. You’re my soulmate."
And you knew without a shadow of a doubt that he was telling the truth. You leaned against him once more and quietly contemplated the future. Rafael rubbed your arms affectionately and you shivered under his touch. The two of you stayed together like that for a while, enjoying each other's company in silence.
Moments later Rafael broke the silence. "I wish we could stay like this forever."
"So do I," you murmured. "So do I."
"Then what's stopping us?" Rafael questioned.
You chose not to answer him honestly because the truth was that there was a lot going on outside of the walls of your shared home. There was never a dull moment in both of your lines of work. And of course, Rafael was a certified workaholic.
"Honestly? Nothing,”’you replied.
Rafael pressed a kiss to your head. "Thank you for lying."
You turned around to return the kiss. "Then let’s not let this trouble us now and let’s just enjoy our time together.”
FIN.
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slytherbun · 2 years
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note: i usually write as female reader but i’m now accepting male reader and gender neutral. <3
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↬ one chicago
─ jay halstead
─ adam ruzek
─ hailey upton
─ kevin atwater
─ kim burgess
— erin lindsay
— antonio dawson
─ kelly severide
─ matthew casey
─ leslie shay
─ sylvie brett
─ stella kid
─ violet mikami
─ evan hawkins
─ connor rhodes
─ ethan choi
↬ criminal minds
─ spencer reid
─ aaron hotchner
─ luke alvez
─ emily prentiss
─ jj jareau
─ derek morgan
─ penelope garcia
─ tyler green
─ elias volt
↬ wizarding world
─ draco malfoy
─ cedric diggory
─ theodore nott
─ remus lupin
─ sirius black
─ james potter
─ lily evans
─ sebastian sallow
↬ outer banks
─ jj maybank
─ rafe cameron
─ sarah cameron
─ pope heyward
─ john b
─ kiara carrera
↬ twilight
─ jasper hale
─ edward cullen
─ emmett cullen
─ charlie swan
↬ law & order - svu
─ rafael barba
─ sonny carisi
↬ 911 & 911 - lonestar
─ evan buckley
─ eddie diaz
─ tk strand
─ judson ryder
─ carlos reyes
─ owen strand
↬ stranger things
─ steve harrington
─ max mayfield
─ robin buckley
─ billy hargrove
─ eddie munson
─ jim hopper
─ mike wheeler
─ eleven/jane hopper
─ nancy wheeler
─ dustin henderson
─ lucas sinclair
─ will byers
↬ the rookie
─ tim bradford
─ lucy chen
─ angela lopez
─ wesley evers
─ john nolan
─ bailey nune
↬ the summer i turned pretty
─ jeremiah
─ conrad
─ steven
─ taylor
─ belly
↬ last of us part i & ii
─ joel miller
─ ellie williams
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actors
─ matthew gray gubler
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poly with reader
warning: some ships can be mfm, fmf, ffm, mmf, fff, or mmm. please clarify when you request if you choose differently then my selection below.
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↬ one chicago poly
─ adam x kevin x reader
─ adam x kim x reader
─ jay x hailey x reader
─ jay x kim x reader
— jay x erin x reader
— kim x hailey x reader
─ kevin x kim x reader
— antonio x sylvie x reader
— jay x kelly x reader
─ matthew x kelly x reader
─ kelly x shay x reader
─ stella x kelly x reader
─ stella x sylvie x reader
─ violet x evan x reader
↬ criminal minds poly
─ spencer x aaron x reader
─ spencer x luke x reader
─ hotch x emily x reader
─ emily x jj x reader
─ penelope x luke x reader
─ spencer x aaron x luke x reader
─ penelope x tyler x reader
↬ wizarding world poly
─ draco x theo x reader
─ remus x sirius x reader
─ james x lily x reader
─ remus x sirius x james x reader
↬ outer banks poly
─ jj x rafe x reader
─ jj x pope x reader
─ jj x john b x reader
─ sarah x john b x reader
─ sarah x kiara x reader
─ jj x kiara x reader
↬ 911 & 911 - lonestar poly
─ evan x eddie x reader
─ tk x carlos x reader
─ judd x grace x reader
↬ stranger things poly
─ steve x robin x reader
─ steve x billy x reader
─ steve x eddie x reader
─ steve x nancy x reader
─ mike x eleven/jane x reader
─ nancy x robin x reader
─ max x eleven/jane x reader
─ max x lucas x reader
─ max x mike x reader
─ dustin x lucas x reader
─ will x mike x reader
↬ the rookie poly
─ tim x lucy x reader
─ angela x wesley x reader
─ john x bailey x reader
↬ the summer i turned pretty poly
─ jeremiah x conrad x reader
─ jeremiah x conrad x steven x reader
─ jeremiah x belly x reader
─ conrad x belly x reader
─ steven x taylor x reader
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