#SonnShine

[shadowworldwanderers]

Safe In The Arms Of Love - Rora Morvant/Sunny ‘Rose’ Sonnshine

A/N: Surprise! A little gift for @morvantmortuary​ since it’s been forever since I left a gift for you and your sweet Rora. (There are more to come in time.)

“Rora?” Sunny’s arms close around Rora, the faint glow of her beloved Rora Morvant soothing the panic that had been rising in her chest. She worried about her Rora, sometimes, she didn’t like when Rora got quiet and drifted away but she was patient and kind and willing to face her fear for even a few moments of Rora in her arms. “Sunny…” Rora’s voice is soft, almost melodic, warm and quiet at the same time. She’s never really understood why Sunny trusts her so deeply, but the clear relaxation in Sunny, the fact she gets the greatest feeling of safety here, in her arms, flatters her even now. “Still such a delicate Rose.”

[sainz]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[kryptonitejelly]

Hello! LOVED your Sonny Carisi first kiss 😍 How about some pillow talk with our favorite ball of Sonnshine 😏🌞

send asks for sonny carisi x reader (5 sentence baby blurbs!)

“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

“Yes,” Sonny’s eyes are still closed, his arms wrapped around you, but his answer to your ridiculous question is immediate.

“What if I was a -”

“Yes,” his voice is thick with sleep, but he cuts you off with a quick answer.

“But I haven’t finished my question,” you protest as Sonny’s eyes flicker open. He flips you in one swift motion; you are with your back on the bed, Sonny’s arms caging you in.

“Doll,” he drawls, lips going down to the column of your neck; you can feel his voice against your skin, “the answer is always yes.”

[resslawx]

I never thought I’d do this, posting keenler in 2024 but here I am.

In my whole fandom life, I’ve experienced some really painful stuff. But Keenler was the biggest heartbreak I’ve ever had to face in this hobby. I know people outside these bubbles can’t understand but we do. The love, the energy, the emotions I poured into this, the pure devotion; I’ve never given as much of myself to something before them. Content creation for this fandom was second nature, loving this ship felt like breathing. Woven into my life in a way only you guys can understand.

In roughly 2 months, it’ll be 3 years since it all broke down. But if we’re honest, we knew it was falling apart in the months leading up to it already – we just didn’t know it’d be *this* bad.

Keenler, you will forever be my once in a lifetime. Thank you for one of the greatest times I’ve got to have so far. Thank you for connecting me to so many people on such a deep level. Thank you for being my greatest comfort during tough times.

You are what fueled my passion for editing and creating. Wherever I go, whatever I create – there will always be a part of you in it.

I will never forget the day it finally came crashing down on us. I’ll never forget June 23. I’ll never forget the pain that made us feel like there was no breathing anymore. How everything we poured into this, for years, was trashed and our unbound loyalty betrayed in the worst way a fandom can imagine. How they acted as if we, the support that made them big, had never existed.

It took me weeks to be able to look at anything fandom hobby related again. It took me months to try to edit again (and failed). Loosing keenler had made me numb in a way that made creating impossible, while before, creating was where I felt the strongest emotions ever. I truly thought I had lost the hobby I loved so dearly. It took me 8 months in total until I could somehow continue it. It was a long process with many ups and downs but today, 3 years later, I am incredibly grateful to not have given up on it. While there were multiple factors at play, I must owe most of it to rollisi.

So thank you, sonnshine and georgia peach. I cannot put into words how thankful I am.

[polkadotpenguin16]

Y'all, it's Sonnday...

And a debate needs to be settled. Which version of Sonny do you prefer...

Detective Carisi or Counselor Carisi?

I personally prefer Detective Carisi - I think he was more charismatic and much more bad ass. I also really like his story arc of working as a detective while going to night school and passing the bar. My sister, on the other hand, did not even like him as a character until he became an ADA. She likes Counselor Carisi's confidence.

Feel free to elaborate!

[ickypatchi]

Hello my beautiful sonnshine!! 🔆🔆 I'd love to know what have been your favourite mediums to work in lately and why! Are there any of your recent works you've been especially proud of? What was your process when making them??

HI!! <3

i would definitely say sumi ink has been the most used in my traditional work lately! i love the smell... the thickness and the way it absorbs into different types of paper in different ways! An ink i never used much beforehand but now its the only ink i want to use. I also tend to use pretty lightweight uncoated papers. Usually no more than 65-70lb weight.

and id say the most recent stuff i am proud of would include all of my recent 3D works!! There's a couple I haven't been able to fully share yet, but once i can i will be gushing abt them all daaaay. My process for 3D stuff isn't as fun to explain as traditional works but i will try my best!

all my 3D work basically involve 2D traditional concepting for a bit, then digital transfer, mockup & finalized design in Sai. and then i move into Blender to start either low-poly blocking the forms to sculpt ( this was my old method which is a little more time consuming and has more issues) or straight up going in with high-poly mesh and manipulating it to match the reference and then sculpting ontop! (im still learning this workflow w my most recent piece) I have a few process videos to edit of my sculpting work eventually.. so it'll make more sense then >_<

i luv u sm xzoni and i appreciate u sending this!!!

[imeverywoman420]

The dumbest family guy bits always get stuck in my heqd right now its german Im walking on sunshine. Ist walking on Sonnshine und im feeling das good

[thatonecurlygirl]

Sonny Carisi Masterlist

*🔥= smut warning

Drabbles/One-shots:

Nightmare

Sonny comforts you after a nightmare.

Injured Sonny

You visit Sonny at the hospital after he gets injured while in the line of duty.

Your Messes are My Messes

You wake up to the sound of the door closing and with a smile spread across your face you slip out of bed and make your way out of your bedroom to greet your husband. You are shocked to see him just standing there in the dark, only his still silhouette visible.

A Little Bit of Jealousy

When Sonny meets an old friend of yours, it gives him the courage he needs to ask you an important question.

Cold Air and Cooties

Often with wintertime, colds and sickness closely follow. In the Carisi household, little Mikey’s biggest concern is Daddy giving Mommy the cootie bug.

Have You Ever Lied To Me?

Some drunk at the bar got into Sonny’s head and has him questioning if you’ve ever lied to him.

Hold On

“There is so much we haven’t done yet. We- we haven’t finished planning out life together…”

Drunk Sonny

It wasn’t often that Sonny would go out and get drunk, he doesn’t normally even go into bars, preferring to have a drink at home. Tonight was a special occasion though…

Pumpkin Guts

It’s Halloween time, which means time to discuss pumpkins, trick or treating, and that haunted house little Mikey Carisi wants to go to.

Series/Mini-series

Sailing Sonny Carisi (masterlist)

A long-awaited trip to Italy turns into much-needed romancing when you run into a handsome stranger. Things get turned around for the two of you when another stranger wiggles their way into the mix, challenging the shared feelings that you both were holding tight to.

[coffeeandcannolis]

I'm watching the new svu episode and the fact that Rollins is calling sonny Dominique is grossing me out 🤮 ma'am please stay in your lane 😂

gonna be honest i just gagged a bit 

[sashkash]

I love one (1) baby giraffe. 

[dailypeterscanavino]

[shadowworldwanderers]

There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin - Rora/Sunny

Warnings: Smut Summary: A little sweet love-making for Sunny and her Rora. Rora as usual belongs to @morvantmortuary​ Sunny’s mine.

“Sunny?” Rora freezes at the sight of Sunny, her Rose, her Sunshine, lying asleep on her bed. Sunny rarely risked coming around without Rora, but she knows when she does there’s a reason. Sunny’s clothes are stacked on a seat in the corner and Rora almost smiles at the sight of the hairband hanging over the arm of the chair. Sunny’s hair is fanned out, her soft blue-grey eyes closed and yet she looks so peaceful Rora lets her rest, moving into the room to undress herself, noting each and every flaw of her body with something close to distaste.    Sunny wakes as she slides into bed, shifting into her arms so easily Rora swears her breath catches. People feared her, she knew, but Sunny never once had, not since the moment they met. Sunny’s warm, living up to her name as she always does, her soft eyes gentler still as she leans up to kiss Rora, smiling softly at the hitch in Rora’s breathing. Rora, now as naked as Sunny, can feel every place their bodies meet. She longs for it, for this, to be more but she won’t push. Sunny however takes the chance of her mouth opening a little to turn the kiss just a little deeper, just a little more possessive and wanting. That’s all it takes for Rora to roll Sunny onto her back, shifting over her and smiling at the way Sunny’s lips part into a gasp at the feeling of her hands at her chest, her body arching. “Rora…” Sunny’s voice is soft, pleading and Rora leans to kiss her sweetly, hushing her as she takes her time, enjoying the way Sunny’s body responds to her, the soft look of love in her eyes, mirrored in Sunny’s own. She shifts just slightly, taking Sunny’s lips with her own again, guiding Sunny to touch her, intimate and trusting. Rora’s gasp breaks the quiet and she swears she can feel Sunny smile into the kiss, her own gasp echoing as Rora’s own fingers curl into her, the soft hitches of breath seeming to line up each time, Sunny following Rora’s own touch, the two mirrored, as often they are.    Rora smiles when Sunny’s eyes widen, her whine soft and pleading as she gets closer. Both will soon fall apart. It’s easy to bring Sunny’s release, her own mirrored even as she settles over her, basking in Sunny’s warmth, seeking her lips, then her cheek, then her jawline. She knows, too well, that Sunny likes to overthink sometimes, but she can’t help her smile when Sunny sighs and curls warm arms around her, pressing her own kisses to Rora’s jawline, then the places the light shines through, smiling softly when Rora stiffens her voice soft. “My beautiful Green Goddess… my Rora.” It's a gentle claim but she means it. “I love you.”  “Mmm, I love you too, my Sunshine, my Rose.”

[ocmerunaway]

A little playlist for @morvantmortuary ‘s Rora and my baby Sunny.  Obviously I lay zero claim to Rora, I just lay claim to Sunny since she’s mine.

[iheartcarisi]

Thank you to these beautiful souls for the smile today #svu #peterscanavino #mariska #kelligiddish

[thatonecurlygirl]

Sailing Sonny Carisi  [1]

Fandom: Law & Order: SVU

Sonny x Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

You had your carryon bags in one hand while you safely tucked your passport away in one of the bags. The last thing you needed was to lose that. Once you were sure that you had everything, you headed in the direction of your gate. You were thankful that there weren’t very many people in this airport right now because you knew it would be a different story when you catch your connecting flight in New York.

You stopped at Starbucks, getting an iced tea and a pastry for you to snack on as you continue looking for your gate. The pastry was warm and the tea hit the spotted you couldn’t help but imagine all the sweets you would be tasting when you reach your final destination. It’s been a dream of yours for a long time and you are glad to finally make it a reality.

“You going to New York too?” A handsome man asks from the seat across from you when you sit down.

“For a connecting flight.” You nod your head, smiling politely.

“Oh, where are you headed?” He asks, cocking his head to the side and smiling brightly.

“Europe.” You reply vaguely, trying not to be too specific with your destination.

He opens his mouth to say something else but is interrupted by the boarding call. You smile, standing to your feet, muttering some bullshit about how it was nice speaking with him and you wish him well on the flight. The whole time you can’t help but hope he doesn’t have a seat anywhere near yours.

———

You land in New York with an hour and a half layover, just enough time for you to take a restroom break, stretch your legs and snag a snack. Even at midnight, the airport was pretty busy, so getting to where you needed to be had taken longer than what you were hoping for it to take. By the time you used the restroom and found your gate, there were only twenty minutes for you to find snacks — luckily there was a small shop not far from where you needed to be.

You thank the cashier and grab the candy bar and soda from the counter, turning and walking out. You crack the seal of the soda, the satisfying sizz as proof. You are just a few feet from the gate when a hand gently touches your shoulder, stopping you from walking any further.

“Excuse me, miss?”

“Yeah?” You turn around to see a tall, beautiful, blue-eyed man standing in front of you.

“I think you left this back there.” He holds out your car, pointing back to the little shop you just left.

“Oh my God, yes. Thank you so much!” You say, taking the car from him and sliding it into the bag pocket where your passport is hidden. “You’re a life saver.”
 “Well, I don’t normally get called that. My ma calls me Dominick but my friends call me Sonny.” He smiles down at you.

“Sonny?” You say, more so to yourself. You let the name bounce around in your head for just a moment before continuing on. “I like that, it suits your smile. I’m y/n.”

“Well, thank you.” He smiles a big, bright smile right at you.

You smile right back at him, entranced by those beautiful blue eyes and that smile of his momentarily before coming back to reality. “I really appreciate you getting my card to me. Can I like buy you a bag of chips, or a soda or something as thanks? I would offer to buy you an alcoholic beverage but my flight boards in like five minutes.”

“No.” He chuckles, shaking his head. “No thanks needed. I’m just glad you got your stuff back.” He says with a nod.

“Yeah, me too.” You glance down at your small carryon bag and back up at him. “Hey, Sonny. I know you said ‘no thanks needed’ but thanks again.”

“Ah, it was the highlight of my night.” He smiles sweetly. “You’re welcome. Fly safely.” He says and turns around, disappearing into the crowd of people.

The small crowds of people fork around you as you stand there dramatically staring at the spot he just walked away from. You’re aware of how cheesy you probably look, knowing this is not some kind of scene straight out of a romance film but you feel like it could be. But once the moment has passed you pick your bag up off the ground and walk toward your gate, getting into the line that had formed to board the plane, everyone one by one getting their tickets and passports checked before being cleared to board.

When you get onto the plane you are happy to see that it isn’t very packed with people, meaning it’s going to be a relatively quiet eight hours. You find your window seat toward the middle of the plane and immediately get comfortable, your carryon bag small enough to rest comfortably in between your feet instead of being stowed in the overhead storage. Then you just watch everyone else take their seats, hoping no one sits in the one beside you and thankfully no one does.

So when the flight attendants start giving their instructions you get comfortable in your seat, pulling your legs up with you. Laying your head on the window you look out at the dark night and close your eyes. You listen to them rattle off instructions for Lord knows how long and when they are done and you are up in the sky, the seatbelt light finally turned off is when you realize how cold the plane had gotten and the mistake you had made of not grabbing a sweatshirt. The last plane got chilly but not nearly this cold and you were seconds from becoming a popsicle.

“Here.” A voice says from behind you. Turning around you see the familiar face of Sonny and he is holding out the jacket he was wearing earlier. “You look cold.” He smiles.

“Yeah.” You nod your head, taking the jacket from him and slipping it on. “Thank you.”

You smile, looking at the row he is sitting in, a person on each side of him and neither one of them looking very pleasant. He looks like one ray of bright yellow sunshine sitting smooshed between two gray unenthusiastic blobs. Turning around in your seat to face him, you smile wide.

“Hey Sonny, my row up here is nearly empty. You could take one of these seats if you’d like.” You tell him, watching a smile sprout up on his face.

“You wouldn’t mind?” He asks.

“Not at all. It’d be my thanks for the jacket and my card.”

“Shh,” The man sitting to Sonny’s left shushes you and you glare at him before turning your attention back to Sonny.

“Okay.” He nods his head, politely excusing himself as he scoots past the lady to his right and out of his row. He sits right down into the seat next to you with a smile. “Thanks.”

“Ah, it’s the least I can do.” You shrug. “So Italy, huh? Business or pleasure?” You ask.

“Pleasure.” He chuckles. “Definitely not business. How about you?”

“Both, I guess. Italy has been a dream of mine, but I’m a poet with writer’s block, nearing a deadline and hoping that Italy with help inspire some things.” You confess, hiding a yawn behind your hand.

“Well, maybe I can take you to dinner show you a few inspiring places I know.” He suggests. “But for now we should probably get some rest, got a long ride ahead of us.” 
 “Good idea.” You smile.

Pulling your legs into the seat with you, you lean against the window, watching as Sonny gets comfortable in the seat to your right. You quickly close your eyes when he glances at you, trying to hide the fact that you were staring. You can’t help but feel silly, sitting beside a handsome man you just met, wearing his jacket and trying to hide the fact that you were staring at him like some awestruck teenager.

The next time you open your eyes you are watching the ground get closer from out the window.  The plane lands and you can’t help but feel all jittery knowing that in a matter of minutes you will be walking on Italian soil. You impatiently wait for the fasten seatbelt light to turn off and everyone to start getting up before you pull the jacket off, turning to Sonny.

“Thank you again and I would love to have dinner with you.” You smile.

“Perfect.” He smiles back at you, a soft look in his eyes.

Taglist: @iniomo

[coffeeandcannolis]

Sonny fluff for you - just picture Sonny texting you early on in the relationship. Like little “good morning beautiful’s” and cute little dad jokes to make you laugh and that sort of thing. He’d be so nervous the whole time trying to impress you and make your heart flutter and little does he know it’s freaking working

GOOD GOD MY HEART!!! You fucking know Sonny Carisi is the KING of good morning and good night texts, no question. And he has absolutely NO idea that he could've stopped trying to impress you ages ago, considering how gone you were from the first time you saw him. He's got dad jokes for DAYS.