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https://archiveofourown.org/works/65928988/chapters/170374243#workskin

Show A Little Faith by whispersofwillow

Chapter 2:

“Ah,” Olivia replies, a few beats passing. “Randall, we met at the hospital. He’s…”

“A pain in the ass,” Elliot interjects.

Olivia laughs, “But he’s making me brisket and I’m bringing the cole slaw. I’m not an expert, but I believe that makes us an item,” she teases him.

“Yeah, well, enjoy it while it lasts. He’ll drive you crazy.”

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I've begun a new story.

It's posted on AO3 --link is here.

Summary: Elliot and Olivia continue to traipse around their feelings for each other after his brush with death during his latest undercover stint as a truck driver. When Eli unknowingly throws a wrench in the middle of their dynamic by introducing his father to his intriguingly reclusive future in-law, they question whether it’s time for one of them to make a move or to move on.

Snippet:

“Come on, El,” she begs with a sigh. “We don’t have to do this again…,” she trails off in a whisper. He imagines she’s referring to the hospital waiting room when he’d done this before, except his wife was lying in there—

Elliot furrows his brow, not knowing if she’s expecting a response or if he’s simply worn her down. He should know—at one time, he would have known the difference. The way she looks out the window, swishing the last bits of her coffee around her mouth before swallowing it, shows that she’s already over this conversation. Probably him. 

“Liv—I… I wanted you to know that when you were there, I knew ,” he forces out finally.

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So, if you couldn't tell, Becky's mother is *inspired* by Melissa McBride from The Walking Dead, especially her Season 10 look. Her father, who has not been introduced yet, is *inspired* by Don Cheadle. Just a little extra info that won't necessarily be mentioned on AO3.

If you find this and read it, please drop a review over on AO3. This is only the 2nd story I've ever posted there, so it's like a whole new world.

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Chapter 3: Merry Fucking Silent Cries is now live.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36071491/chapters/90964387

“El–last week you said you wanted to find a balance in whatever this is… what we are…”

Elliot shifts his weight from one foot to the other, cocking his head slightly to the side, before nodding, “Yeah. I do. I want to ,” he whispers. His eyes darken and a bit of resignation lines his expression as he sighs.

“Good,” she whispers back, squeezing the mug with the forgotten hot cocoa inside. “I need you,” she barely whispers. “To even the scale –” she trails off. Her hands shake, causing a little of the cocoa to spill on the floor and Elliot immediately reaches for it, grasping her hands in his before sliding the object from her grip.

He gently sits it on the side table next to his bedroom door before he’s looking at her again. The question is there in his irises and it’s the first time in a decade she’s felt like he understands what is happening in her head.

“What can I do? Tell me what I can do? What happened?” He gently prods.

She glances to her side and catches Bernie stir in her sleep before she looks Elliot in the eyes once more. “Can we talk alone?”

Elliot nods immediately and is lightly grasping her forearm as he opens his bedroom door and ushers them both inside quietly. Once inside, he closes the door behind him and pushes the lock out of habit.

Rated M

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Mariska Hargitay and Chris Meloni in 2021

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Cataclysmic Events:

Chapter 2: girl with kaleidoscope eyes

is live on

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36071491/chapters/90014440#workskin

"She tries to keep her eyes from rolling back but it is futile. The hem of her shirt becomes her fixation as she tightly grips it for stability, protection, modesty but her other hand is digging into his shoulder again because it doesn’t end.

Elliot laps at her center, burying his nose only to pull back and do it again.

Her legs fall unrealistically farther apart and she’s not sure how she’s laying there in this position at her age.

Her legs are hiked up in a large “M” shape below his face as growls against her, and he is placing his palm on the bone separating her thigh from her pelvis, holding her there, stabilizing her while also decimating every last bit of control left in her muscles.

She hopes no one questions the inevitable limp she will have in the coming days. She doesn’t want to explain that to her eight-year-old, or her colleagues."

Rather than dump him into Bell’s hands, Olivia takes matters into her own hands. She makes sure Elliot is tucked somewhere safe for the night, is in one piece in the morning, so she can shred him apart herself for barging into her life again.

Spoilers for “Outlaw Eddie Wagner,” Organized Crime 2x03.

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So, hey, um yeah I did a thing for the bensler/eo/Elliot and Olivia fandom. I’m trying something new, my first on this account.

It is live on AO3. https://archiveofourown.org/works/36071491

In contrast to the raging hard-on in his hand, he leans in again and softly kisses her lips again. She returns the favor before gripping her fingers into his ass again, reminding him that they are in the present and that the moment is still on fire.

Slipping his hand in between her thighs, he fingers the thin fabric of her underwear, whispering, “Is this okay?”

Olivia nods, her head resting against his shoulder as she watches him pull the fabric of her underwear to the side. He feels the soft hair brush against his knuckles causing him to swallow, thickly.

She allows him to pull her, grip her, touch her as he edges in closer, meeting her hips on the end of the counter.

It is insane to him that he’s two seconds away from burying himself in between his former partner's legs and that she is allowing him to feel the intimate parts of her when only weeks ago she looked at him like he was a stranger, that he wasn’t the man she thought he was.

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“We’re gonna work it out, me and you, right?”

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105/∞ moments with Olivia Benson ♥

    ↪ 17.06 “Maternal Instincts”

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SVU 12.17 | 20.18 ❤ Fin’s got Liv’s back now, then, and always.

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You wouldn’t be the first renegade to need somebody.

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Law & Order: Organized Crime The Christmas Episode (2x09)

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creative writing’s just like yeah sure i can deal with my issues i just need to cover them in several layers of metaphors first

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