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thebiggerbear · 2 months
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Bensler Masterlist
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(works coming soon)
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battleswanofciya · 19 days
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Dear Dick Wolf
Are you trying to actually kill us with these slow burns???
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yoyok-era · 6 months
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Look at us, you and I (back at it again) - chapter two
Elliot Stabler x Olivia Benson ♡ Law and Order: SVU ♡ 0.8k ♡ Ao3
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"Do you think she'll recognise us?"
It's one of many questions Noah's been asking as he paces in the waiting room at Mercy General. After almost four hours, Elliots surprised that the boy still has any energy in his legs.
It's nearly two o'clock in the morning now, and the doctors haven't said anything yet. Most of the squad and the stabler family has taken up residency in the waiting room, running on crappy coffees and vending machine candy.
Jet looks down at her phone, frowning down at the screen before replying, "You're kidding, right?" She raises her eyebrows pointedly, shaking her head when Noah looks up at her. "You look the same way you did back then, just taller."
Noah nods, taking a few more steps before asking his next question. "Do you think we'll recognise her?"
The silence in the room is heavy as the question falls on all of their shoulders.  Nobody really wants to answer it, even though it's been on everyones mind since Elliot got that phone call.
It doesn't take long for someone to speak up. "We'll know soon enough, I'm sure. Right, El?" Fin asks, turning towards Elliot, who's sat on one of the plastic seats in the corner, head in his hands as he rubs tiredly at his eyes.
His gaze flits up from where he's hunched over. He scans the faces in the room; Joe, Kathleen and Fin are standing against a wall, Lizzie and Vincent are sitting in the seats next to them. Amanda has her arm around Jet's shoulder and Carisi has his around Eli's, and Muncy's coming in with a new batch of coffee for everyone.
Noah's standing in front of him, eyes wide with expectation. "She's gonna be fine, right Dad?" The boy's eyes shine with hope and fear, his bottom lip trembling as he curls in on himself, hugging his arms to his chest. "I can't lose her again." His voice is thick with unshed tears, his face wet with them as Elliot stands and opens his arms, pulling the boy into his chest as he cries softly into his shirt.
They don't break apart until a nurse walks into the waiting room, asking about the family of Olivia Benson. Her expression is grim, and she looks at him and Noah with a sympathetic smile as he states that they're her partner and son.
"She's hypothermic and frostbitten, but she's awake,"  the nurse informs them, speaking far too slowly for Elliot's liking. "Three fingers in her right hand are broken, but otherwise it doesn't look like there's any major injuries.. She also seems to have some cuts, bruises and scrapes covering her body and most likely a concussion. We've also found evidence of prolonged torture."
Noah flinches at the word. Tortured. His mom, Captain Olivia Benson, tortured for who knows how long. Elliots arm comes to wrap around his shoulder, giving him a comforting squeeze.
"We told her that her family was here. She's asked to see her son and her partner before we perform the rape kit." 
Her words echo inside Elliot's head, the image of Olivia bleeding and beaten, pale and weak haunting his mind. He shakes his head, clearing it of the thoughts as he stands up. He takes a shaky breath, giving Noah's shoulder another gentle squeeze.
"That's us."
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The oxygen is crushed out of Elliots lungs when he sees her, pale and shaking under a layer of blankets. Her hair sticks to her forehead with dried blood, butterfly stitches covering cuts and scratches on her face. The small amount of skin he can see is covered in welts and bruises, and his heart squeezes painfully as he approaches the bed.
A drip line runs into her wrist, attached to a machine at the end of the bed that keeps beeping rhythmically.  The machine gives off a steady hum as its readout shows the numbers changing slowly, indicating that the machine is working overtime to keep Olivia alive.
She doesn't move, doesn't blink, not even when Noah settles at the edge of the bed.  He reaches forward, brushing a stray piece of hair from her forehead. 
Elliot's stomach twists when Noah reaches forward, laying his palm flat against Olivia's cheek. Tears are streaming down his face, leaving smudged tracks down his cheeks as his lower lip trembles.
"Hi mom," he whispers, his voice catching in his throat. 
Elliot watches as Noah leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to Olivia's cheek, resting his forehead against hers for a moment before he pulls away.
Elliot's throat closes up, and the lump in his throat threatens to choke him. He swallows hard to ease his throat, before clearing it. Noah's eyes flick up to meet his for a brief second before returning to his mother.
"How long?" It's so quiet he almost misses her question.
Elliot slips his hand into hers, frozen fingers meeting warm ones. 
"4 years, Liv."
Her hand tightens slightly within his own, and a sob escapes the confines of her throat. He doesn't say anything else, simply squeezing Olivia's hand in reassurance. 
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pagingdr-iverson · 1 year
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So I’ve given up looking to find somewhere to ask. Whatever. I figured I can’t go wrong asking here. Hopefully people will know wth I’m talking about. I’ve read more EO fics then a lil bit in a very short amount of time, yes. But I’m looking for one in particular. I can remember some of it vividly. Kathy’s GONE she just LEFT when the twins was like 3 months or something don’t remember we don’t like her anyway though. There’s a scene in the fic though where she comes back for some of her crap I think and the kiddos aren’t impressed as she was kinda ignoring them. Maureen or Kathleen gets mad and storms off from Liv and either is pulled or tackled out the way of harm by liv hurting whichever child it was knee (they need the hospital and a few stitches) and Liv hurts her hip. But of course doesn’t let the doc check her out til way later. I think her hip bone was like cracked or something not too bad but still painful and El feels all bad. ANYONE know what fic this is? I’d like to read it again but I can’t remember the title for the LIFE of me. Help? Please? Thanks.
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added law and order designs to my redbubble!
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the aesthetic of evangeline benson-stabler
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shortystarrose · 2 years
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My take on Stabler x Benson playlist 😅💕 its 9 hours & 11 mins but on my iTunes 12 hours & 42 mins mostly because some of the songs I can't find on Spotify
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shimmershaewrites · 6 months
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Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Law & Order: SVU, Law & Order: Organized Crime (TV 2021) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Olivia Benson/Elliot Stabler Characters: Olivia Benson, Elliot Stabler, Noah Porter Benson Additional Tags: a little what if, a completely just very fanfic trope what if, Smut, Domestic Fluff, fuzzy socks and coffee basically, EO - Freeform Summary:
“Take my place,” he’d said. Immediately, automatically, with no hesitation. On a reflex, almost, like it was the most normal thing to do. Like they’d arrived here to this moment in a very standard fashion.
Like this was a regular thing for Elliot Stabler to offer to Olivia Benson. 
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elliot-olivia · 3 months
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Hello? This is Rita Lasku. I'm looking for a Detective Stabler? I hope this is you, my Count of Monte Cristo. Call me back if you can.
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emilybluntt · 11 months
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ELLIOT “GOES THROUGH BENSON’S STUFF” STABLER
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mindibindi · 6 months
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1999 | 2022
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bensonnstabler · 2 months
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theoliviamargaret · 3 months
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"I don't know. Maybe I just wanted to hear your voice."
The fact that she's the first person he calls. Despite the apprehension, he calls. When he starts to make an excuse, he catches himself and admits that he just wants to hear her voice. Oh, how the times have changed. This is growth. This is what Liv has needed from him.
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yoyok-era · 7 months
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my tears ricochet | E. Stabler x O. Benson
Elliot Stabler x Olivia Benson ♡ 942 ♡ Ao3
part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4
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“We gather here, we line up Weepin' in a sunlit room, and If I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes too Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe All the hell you gave me? 'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you 'Til my dying day.���
Her brain feels like it’s on fire as she stands in front of him for the first time in 10 years. He’s here; he’s back. 
And his wife has just been the victim of a car bombing.
The silence is loud as they stare at each other. She wants to hug him, to hit him, to yell and cry and scream because it wasn't fair then, and it certainly isn't fair now, but she can't do anything but stand there and look at him.
“They tried to kill her.” He’s the first to break the silence, shifting his gaze to the ambulance behind her. “They tried to kill Kathy.
“Go,” Her voice finally obeys her. “I’ll meet you at the hospital.”
She can't keep her head on straight as she drives behind the ambulance. She hears Fin talking to her through her car speaker, but she's too out of it to register anything he's saying. He hangs up eventually, and she's alone in the too-loud silence again.
10 years. 10 fucking years. Where has he been all this time? New York? Somewhere else? Why is he only showing up now? The questions race through her mind faster than any of the traffic lights that flash by outside. What will happen now that he’s here? Is he staying? Is he leaving again? Can she handle him leaving again, now that she knows he's been here?
She eventually stops her car in the hospital parking lot and watches as they unload Kathy from the ambulance. They wheel her into the building, and Elliot stays with his wife, holding her hand and massaging her shoulder. It's the comfort Olivia wanted from him in 2013, and now she's watching him give it to someone else.
She doesn't enter the building. It feels like an invasion of Elliot and Kathy's privacy somehow, if she goes in. She's not close to them like that, not anymore.
She sees Kathy in her head. The Kathy from 15 years ago, flatlining in the back of an ambulance with a brace around her neck and a baby on her chest. She can still smell the blood.
"-iv. Liv?" The voice from behind her pulls her out of her thoughts, and she turns around to face her sergeant.
"You okay?" He says, too tentative and too careful. A stark contrast from how he'd been when he called her earlier that evening. 
She doesn't answer his question.
"I followed Elliot here. I barely talked to him. Kathy just went into surgery. How did this happen? Why?" She gestures vaguely toward the ambulance, tries not to let her voice reveal too much of how she's feeling about the situation.
Fin is quick to reassure her, and she's grateful for it. "Rollins is at the scene. A uni told her it was a rental car parked on the street. Kathy went to get in, and the bomb went off. Arson thinks it misfired and threw her clear." He speaks slowly, watches her for her reactions. 
Sometimes she thinks he knows her too well, and its times like this when she's proven to be correct.
"A rental car, what... where are they in from?"
"They've been living in Italy, Elliot had to come in for some type of a task force meeting, and he and Kathy decided to make it a trip,"
Italy. 4000 miles across the Ocean. 10 years.
"He just called me out of nowhere and told me he was coming," Fin continues. "I may have spoken about your award. I thought enough time had gone down between you two."
She ignores the guilt starting to claw at the inside at of her stomach, diverts the conversation. "Okay, a task force? Who's he working for?"
"NYPD. He's the international liaison in Rome. 
"Since when?" If he was still here in 2013, if he was here during Lewis then–
Fin knows what she's referring to. He doesn't answer solely because they're thinking the same thing. "Look, this is all I know. You're gonna have to ask him."
She turns around at the footsteps behind her, takes in the disheveled man walking towards them. He looks older than the last time she saw him, the bags under his eyes darker, his shoulders slouching, his hair shorter than she remembers. But his face is the same; the nose and the eyes, the way he walks.
He hugs Fin first, who tells him that he's there for him, and then turns to her.
"How's Kathy?" Is the only thing she can think to say.
"They're still working on her... burns, concussion, fractured pelvis," he sighs, puts his detectives mask on, and turns back to Fin. "What do we know?"
Fin gives him the rundown, and for a fraction of second Olivia feels like she back with the old squad talking about a case before reality comes back to her and there's a mountain of distance between her and her old partner.
"She shouldn't have even been driving... I got a call. I slipped away. I gave her the keys.... She was worried we were gonna be late for your award. I meant to give you a call–"
"–It's okay, Elliot, please." she stops him, and her voice sounds shaky. 
"Tell me she's gonna be okay." His eyes are filled with tears, and she has to be careful about her next words because if his tears fall then so will hers.
"Kathy's a fighter, you know that."
She stays outside when his kids arrive, tells them that she's there for them if they need anything, and stays outside as the family she's no longer a part of walks upstairs. 
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sapphicsaro · 4 months
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hey! haven’t been on here in forever, but i made a video recapping every single moment between olivia and elliot
yes, it’s 7 hours haha
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added some law and order designs to my redbubble shop!
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