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rayofninetynine · 6 months
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the evolution of elliot and olivia's relationship through the years (1999 – ∞)
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resteasykaryn · 8 months
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❝ Is that a flower in your cup? ❞ ❝ It's tea. ❞
LAW AND ORDER: SVU
∟ 8x11 Burned
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kwebtv · 4 months
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Andre Keith Braugher (/ˈbraʊ.ər/; July 1, 1962 – December 11, 2023) Stage, film and television actor best known for his roles as Detective Frank Pembleton in the NBC police drama series Homicide: Life on the Street (1993–1999) and Captain Raymond Holt in the Fox/NBC police sitcom Brooklyn Nine-Nine (2013–2021). Over his career, Braugher received two Primetime Emmy Awards, as well as two Golden Globe Award nominations.
Braugher started his career acting in numerous productions in The Public Theatre's Shakespeare in the Park. He transitioned his career into television gaining roles in Kojak (1989–1990), The Court-Martial of Jackie Robinson (1990), and The Tuskegee Airmen (1995), followed by leading roles in the ABC medical series Gideon's Crossing (2000–2001), the CBS crime series Hack (2002–2004) and the TNT comedy series Men of a Certain Age (2009–2011). He  also appeared in numerous series such as Thief, The Good Fight, House, New Girl and BoJack Horseman.
In 2006, Braugher starred as Nick Atwater in the mini-series Thief for FX Networks, winning a second Emmy for his performance. He appeared on the TV series House, M.D. as Dr. Darryl Nolan, a psychiatrist who helps House recover from his addiction to Vicodin.
Braugher had a recurring role as defense attorney Bayard Ellis on Law & Order: Special Victims Unit from 2011–2015, and starred as the lead character, Capt. Marcus Chaplin, in ABC's 2012 military drama TV series Last Resort. In 2017, Braugher had a recurring role in season 4 of the Netflix animated series BoJack Horseman as California Gov. Woodchuck Coodchuck-Berkowitz. From 2013–2021, he starred in the Golden Globe-winning TV series Brooklyn Nine-Nine as the precinct captain, Raymond Holt. For his performance in Brooklyn Nine-Nine, he was nominated for four Primetime Emmy Awards for Outstanding Supporting Actor in a Comedy Series. (Wikipedia)
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mindibindi · 3 months
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bullet-prooflove · 4 months
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#32 I was holding her hand, her hand was holding mine with Terry Bruno? :)
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You’re unresponsive, Terry hears the call goes up over the radio while he sits in his car waiting trying to put the lid back on his coffee cup.
That means three things medically.
You’re either unconscious, dying or dead. He hopes that it’s the first one.
He gets to the scene just as they’re deploying the third batch of Narcan. He sees Davies stab the injector into your thigh and he prays to a God he hasn’t believed in since Catholic school that this time it works.
He sees the moment it takes effect; it isn’t as dramatic as in the movies. There’s no giant intake of breath, you don’t bolt upright, instead you start to breathe, your chest moving in slow, measured motions as your eyes flutter open. He’s by your side in an instant, his hand slipping into yours as he leans in close, his thumb ghosting over the apple of your cheek.
He doesn’t know long you were unresponsive for, only that it felt like a lifetime.
“Squeeze my hand if you can hear me.” He requests as your eyes meet his. He sees the flash of recognition in the midst of the disorientation and there’s a relief because anything less means there’s deficits from the oxygen deprivation. “Come on pretty girl, squeeze my hand for me.”
Your fingers flex in his, it’s the tiniest exertion of pressure but it’s there. Your lips move and he leans in close, straining to hear the rasp of your voice.
“Say it again.” You whisper.
It takes him a second to understand what you mean.
“Pretty girl.” He murmurs, when you squeeze his hand again. “Thank you for coming back to me.”
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peauxheaux · 11 months
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When I tell you this scene solidified my love for this man
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You Feel Like Home
Pairing: Joe Velasco x female!reader
Category: Fluff/Angst
Word count: 1,144
Summary: When a case hits a little to close to home, Joe is there for you and to make sure you feel safe.
Warnings: alluding to assault but no details are given
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This case had taken its toll on you, hitting a little too close to home. You sympathized and understood what this poor woman had been through more than you wanted to admit. The brutality of that night played on loop every night. It’s why you’re always on guard, why you had panic attacks, why you haven’t let Joe stay the night, and why you never stayed at his place either. You didn’t want to burden him with your trauma, your nightmares, or being woken up by your screams. You didn’t want him to see you like that.
You did your best to keep your emotions in check but there were times you slipped up, your emotions getting the better of you.
You had been in the interrogation room with Fin when your outburst happened. With one concerned look from Fin, you quickly realized what happened. You had shouted at the suspect for answers — answers to why he did that to you. You excused yourself and raced to the bathroom to recuperate. Unbeknownst to you, Joe and Olivia were watching through the one way glass. The pair shared a concern look before Joe volunteered to go check on you.
You quickly slipped in the door and over to the mirror above the sink. You wiped your eyes with some paper towels from the dispenser and looked yourself over in the mirror. You were a mess. Red, puffy eyes, a runny nose, shaky breaths and your hands had a slight tremble to them.
Mere seconds later the restroom door opened and shut. You didn’t even hear it, too focused on calming yourself down and making yourself look presentable again.
Joe stayed by the door, taking your reflection and watching as you splashed water on your face. Seeing you like this broke his heart. He wanted to wrap you up in his arms but he knew that wasn’t the right thing for you at the moment. He didn’t know what caused your outburst in the interrogation room but your words played on loop in his head ever since you shouted them — “Why did you do this to me?!”
Joe could tell that whatever happened to you must have been similar to the victim of this case. He didn’t want to sneak up on you and scare you, make you think that you weren’t safe. It was this moment that Joe silently vowed to always protect you, to always keep you safe, and to always be there for you whenever you need him. He always cared for you and these feelings you shared for one another were as real and genuine as he had ever felt. It scared him most days but you always knew how to make him feel safe and at peace. He wanted to be that for you too.
With soft, slow steps, Joe made his way over to you. “Can I help?” He softly spoke, gesturing to the damp paper towel in your hand. He stopped to stand beside you but giving you enough space you didn’t feel crowded.
Joe’s voice grabbed your attention. Turning to look at him, you saw his gesture to the paper towel. You hesitated, pondering over if this was a good idea. Those awful flashbacks still banged around in your head, some so vivid you almost couldn’t distinguish between a flashback and reality. You inhaled deeply, closing your eyes in the process and exhaled slowly, opening your eyes. Finally you nodded and wordlessly passed Joe the paper towel. You weren’t sure if you could trust your voice just yet.
Joe gingerly patted your cheeks and under your eyes. He wanted to speak, to tell you whatever happened is over, that he won’t let it happen again but he chose to save those words for later. His top priority was helping you gather yourself, helping you get through this and providing you with a sense of tranquility and safety. He watched your reaction as he cautiously touched your cheek with damp paper towel. He noted how you tried not to shrink away from him. “Did I ever tell you about the time I saw you? The way I felt?” He asked, trying to help you get your mind off things.
You slowly brought your eyes up to his, shaking your head. Once your eyes met his, you felt a wave a comfort and security flow through your body. “Wh-what did you feel?” You whispered genuinely curious.
Joe smiled that radiant smile of his. You always thought it outshined the sun. Joe stopped dabbing your eyes and really looked you over. He knew you probably thought you were a mess but he thought you were beautiful, radiant even. He always had and always would. “I thought you were stunning. So confident. I didn’t know what it was at the time but I couldn’t take my eyes off you. I had a hard time focusing on anything other than you. Now I know that it’s your vibe, your energy, your personality. I saw that passion and determination that drove you to become the most dedicated person I have ever met. It was right then I wanted to know you, really know you. What made you happy, angry, sad, your passions — everything you would tell me.” By this point, your eyes were watering and Joe’s hands were softly resting on your cheeks. The pads of his thumbs gingerly wiped away the fallen tears.
You were overwhelmed by Joe’s genuine words and his eyes had this love and warmth and admiration in them. You brought your hands up to rest on his wrists, your thumbs rubbing over the back of his hands. Joe always knew how to make you feel better, how to make you smile. “You feel like home to me.” You confessed. You couldn’t hold it in anymore. You had to tell him.
Joe leaned forward and pressed a loving kiss to your forehead. “That’s all I want.” He felt your arms snake around his sides, pulling him closer to you. He, in turn, wrapped his arms around your shoulders. Joe didn’t care if this sweet moment was taking place in the women’s restroom at the precinct, he just wanted to take care of you and he couldn’t care less about where you were.
You decided in that moment that you were going to tell Joe exactly what happened to you from years past. You knew it would be painful and difficult to do so but you trusted your man with your whole heart, soul, and body — with your life. You wanted him to know, if he could tell you about his past then you could tell him about yours. You stood by him and held him as he shared the deepest, rawest parts of himself and there was no doubt in your mind that he would do the same for you.
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thiashazzywriting · 3 months
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Law & Order Special Victims Unit: S25E01 'Tunnel Blind'
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its-just-me-chey · 1 year
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Rafael, Olivia, and Noah would make the cutest little family and I stand by that. Barson for life cause they’re just so perfect for each other 😭😭💙💙
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OVERHATED CHARACTERS POLL: Dominick "Sonny" Carisi, Jr. (Law and Order: Special Victims Unit)
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Mod note: Sonny is one of the biggest character turnarounds for me--I couldn't stand him at first, but now he's one of my favorites. I think I was predisposed to dislike him at first because he came in so soon after Munch left. Once I got over that, he won me over.
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resteasykaryn · 8 months
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What are you doing here? I work here.
Law & Order: SVU | 7x21: Web
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happenstnces · 2 years
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KINKTOBER ‘22 with HAPPENSTNCES !
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welcome to my first ever kinktober ! i’m really excited for this (though i’m only doing 16 days), and i hope you enjoy!
— warnings will be on each individual fic ! i’ve already assigned a character ( * ) to each prompt and this will not change, so please don’t request for other characters on certain ones. as always, minors dni or you will be blocked.
( * ) i chose to write specifically for my l&o ladies since there’s little to no svu fics these days and i miss them ! every prompt will be for one of the three svu characters i write for ♡
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OCT. 1ST: praise & sex toys  alex cabot
OCT. 3RD: kitchen sex & lingerie  casey novak
OCT. 5TH: daddy kink & spanking  olivia benson
OCT. 7TH: formal wear & strap-ons  alex cabot
OCT. 9TH: cockwarming & voice kink  casey novak
OCT. 11TH: uniform kink & authority kink  olivia benson
OCT. 13TH: finger fucking & edging  alex cabot
OCT. 15TH: degradation & overstimulation casey novak
OCT. 17TH: stripping & mirror sex  olivia benson
OCT. 19TH: orgasm control & brat taming  alex cabot
OCT. 21ST: erotic photos & stockings  casey novak
OCT. 23RD: break up & angry sex  olivia benson
OCT. 25TH: phone sex & orgasm denial  alex cabot
OCT. 27TH: begging & thigh riding casey novak
OCT. 29TH: bondage & aftercare olivia benson
OCT. 31ST: threesome & costumes casey novak & alex cabot
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taglist ! ( open ! you can request to join or be removed here ) @jaywritessometimes @red1culous​
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mindibindi · 11 months
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💙🧭❤️
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bullet-prooflove · 1 year
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Rafael Barba Masterlist
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Rafael Barba x Reader:
Tell Me What You Want (NSFW) - Rafael needs you to tell him.
Mental Health HC - Rafael makes up for failing you.
Losing the Battle - Rafael may have lost the battle but he will make sure he wins the war.
Carry On Counselor (NSFW) -  When Rafael finally does get a few moments alone with you in the apartment, he likes to take you to bed.
Lingerie (NSFW) - Rafael likes buying you lingerie.
Rafael Loves… (NSFW) - Rafael loves having you all to himself.
Sunday Morning With Rafael - Sunday mornings with Rafa
Living With Rafael - What it’s like living with Rafael
Pillow Talk - Rafael worries about how his job effects you.
Shelter - Rafael takes comfort in you.
Pity - Rafael pities Yelena.
Not Yet - NSFW - You haven’t earned what Rafael plans to give you.
Goodnight Sweetheart Series:  - Can be read as stand alone or as part of a series
Part One: Goodnight Sweetheart - Rafael’s job puts you in the line of fire.
Part Two: Gone - Sonny breaks the bad news.
Part Three: Mi Vida - Rafael says a final goodbye.
Fics:
All In - Rafael Barba x OC - Raf falls in love.
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maybeinportland · 4 months
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— Smaller TV Series roles by Michael Emerson!
The X-Files (S9.E18) - Oliver Martin
Law & Order: Special Victims Unit (S5.E14) - Allan Shaye
Law & Order: Criminal Intent (S1.E16) - Gerry Rankin
Arrow (S6.E4, S6.E7, S6.E9, S6.E10, S6.E11, S6.E12, S6.E13) - Cayden James
Parenthood (S2.E16) - Andy Fitzgerald
Mozart in the Jungle (S4.E4, S4.E9) - Morton Norton
Claws (S1.E9) - Ted
God in America (S1.E1) - John Winthrop
The Inside (S1.E3) - Marty Manning
Skin (S1.E2) - Scarpelli
The Practice (S5.E8, S5.E9, S5.E10, S5.E11, S5.E12, S5.E13) - William Hinks
Stark Raving Mad (S1.E21) - Mr. Putnam
Whoopi (S1.E11) - F. Thomas Erickson
Without a Trace (S1.E19) - Stuart Wesmar
The Name of the Rose (S1.E1, S1.E2, S1.E3, S1.E4, S1.E5, S1.E6, S1.E7, S1.E8) - Abate Abbassano da Fossanova
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Voice acting roles and his heavier appearance roles (lost, poi, evil) have been omitted, but here are some episode recommendations if you're ever looking for something to watch!
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Leaf Pile
Pairing: Nick Amaro x female!reader
Category: Fluff
Word count: 1,039
Summary: A dreaded fall chore turns into a fun activity when Zara comes over for the week.
Warnings: None
A/N: This is Day 2 of the Season of Fluff 2023 prompt list that @katries created with the help of @mrsmatt
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It was well into fall which means the trees had gorgeous red, yellow, and orange leaves decorating the branches, leaves which ultimately fell from the trees and had to be raked out the yard and leaf blowed out of the driveway.
Raking leaves wasn’t your favorite task nor was it Nick’s favorite, but it had to be done. You were home before Nick which meant two things: he was working late and you would have to rake the leaves. You groaned as you exited your vehicle, heading into the house to drop off your purse and work items.
Out in the garage, you grabbed the rake and let out a big sigh. Let’s get this over with. You made your way out to the yard and began, in your opinion, the worst task of the fall season. You hadn’t been raking too long before you heard a car pulling into your driveway. You spun around hoping it was Nick because you were so getting him to help but to your surprise it was Nick’s ex wife, Maria and Zara. Sweet little Zara, you had only been dating Nick for a few months before he brought up having a daughter and being divorced. None of that bothered you, you loved Zara and overjoyed she warmed up to you quicker than you expected.
You were a little confused on my Maria was bringing Zara over a whole day early but honestly, you were happy about it because spending time with Zara was always fun. You discarded the rake by the tree and made your way to Maria’s car. You greeted them both and listened as Maria explained her leave time was being moved up from tomorrow evening to the next few hours. You didn’t ask questions but helped Zara out of the car. A few minutes later Maria left and it was just you and Zara.
“Let’s get your stuff inside and then we can watch a movie after I finish-” You abruptly stopped talking when you heard something fall into the pile of leaves you had started before Zara arrived. Whipping your head around to the sound, you let out a breath of relief as you saw Zara jump into the leaf pile once more. She looked like she was having fun so you watched as her smile grew each time she jumped into the pile. Before too long the leaves were scattered all over the yard once again, but this time you didn’t mind having to rake them again. “Wanna see who can make the biggest pile? Winner gets to jump into both piles.” You decided to make a game out of it, Zara’s only little once so why not make the most of it.
“Can we?!” Zara looked up at you with her big brown eyes that she clearly had gotten from her dad.
“Of course we can!” You beamed. “Come on, let’s get your rake.” You motioned for her to follow you to the garage. She grabbed her little rake and hurried back out to the yard, eager to make the biggest pile. You laughed watching her excitedly begin raking for a few moments before joining her.
Several minutes later, you decided it was time to measure the pile of leaves. “Okay Zara, let’s see who won.” Zara was quick to look between both piles, sizing them up. She took the inspection seriously, measuring how tall the piles came up her legs. You looked on as she compared them. You had purposefully made your pile smaller but not super noticeable because Zara was smart and would catch on if you made it obvious.
“Mine’s the biggest!” She exclaimed, finally deciding that her pile was, indeed, the biggest. You pretended to pout at her answer. “You can jump with me.” She offered upon seeing your ‘pout’.
“That’s so sweet Zara, but you won and get to jump in both piles.” You reminded her.
She shook her head, not having you being ‘sad’. “I want you to have fun and jump with me.” Her innocence was so heartwarming. It was something that Nick worked so hard to preserve, especially given his line of work and you agreed to help him with maintaining Zara’s innocence and making her childhood as fun and carefree as possible.
“If that’s what you want, then I’ll join you.” You finally agreed, giving her a big smile. You watched as her face lit up in happiness.
Zara directed you to your pile and she stood in front of hers. “On three! One…. Two…. Three!” You both jumped into the piles of leaves, laughing the entire time. Leaves went flying up in the air and came down onto your heads.
In the midst of all the laughter and fun, you and Zara failed to hear Nick’s car pull into the driveway. “What’s going on here?” You and Zara heard an all too familiar voice ask.
“Daddy!” Zara jumped up and ran to her dad. You stayed seated in the leaf pile just watching the sweet scene. You chuckled as Nick gingerly pulled leaves out of Zara’s hair before wrapping her up in a warm embrace. “We made leaf piles and jumped in them!” She informed Nick as she pointed over to where you still sat on the ground. You smiled and waved when his eyes met yours. “Come join us daddy!”
Nick couldn’t resist the chocolate brown eyes that stared up at him or the sweet, innocent face of his pride and joy. “Alright, show me what to do.” Nick let Zara lead him over to you and all the leaves. He helped you up and gave you a loving kiss to your lips while Zara picked up your rake and brought it over to Nick.
“I won the biggest leaf pile.” Zara spoke proudly. “Here daddy. It’s your turn. You have to go against me.” She handed her dad the rake which he accepted. “Winner gets to jump in both piles!”
“You’re on.” Nick nudged Zara lightly with grin.
The remaining afternoon was spent taking turns raking leaf piles and jumping into them as laughter filled the air.
Turns out raking leaves isn’t so bad when you have fun with it.
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