If you follow my Avengers fan account on Tumblr, you’ve probably seen this list but I would like to do it with SVU characters!!! Send me some prompts along with a character and I’ll make it happen!
“I was that easy to replace?”
“On your knees.”
“Blame yourself, you were stupid enough to believe every lie I fed you,”
“Stop coming back.”
“Come dance with me!”
“So guess who is pregnant?”
“Are you even going to cry?”
“I used to believe in love.”
“You’re cute when you’re ready to hurt someone.”
“Are you wearing my clothes?”
“Lay back.”
“Get out of my face, you make me sick.”
“I can’t love you, I’m incapable of feeling anything.”
“Come back, please.”
“Take it all off.”
“Wait, are you hitting on me?”
“Marry me?”
“I love you! I could say that forever!”
“Add that to the list of why I love you!”
“I love you now, and forever.”
“You’re all I have!”’
“Someone is jealous!”
“Come a bit closer, you know I like you close.”
“Can’t you cut the tough guy act out for just once?”
“Somewhere deep down, there’s good in you. Pretty far down.”
“Slow down!”
“I’m not leaving till I know you’re okay.”
“Fuck you.”
“I just need you to hold my hand.”
“I lost our baby.”
“I never cared.”
“Tell me what you want.”
“We can’t do that here! There are people around.”
“Please, please stop crying!”
“Where are those bruises from?”
“I’m a monster.”
“I need you, right now,”
“You arrogant prick. Only worried about yourself.”
“Now that’s a sight I’d like to see daily.”
“Just one date, you can even pick when and where!”
“Stop building all these walls around yourself, especially when someone is trying to constantly knock them down!”
“Shut your mouth, now before you end up with a knife in your throat.”
“It’s 1:30AM, what do you think you’re doing?”
“You’ll always be beautiful in my eyes.”
“Let’s have a child.”
“Do you think you can waltz back in without any kind of explaining?”
“Come shower with me.”
“Listen to me for fucksake!”
“What if you would have died?”“Are you plotting something I don’t know about?”
Everyone says heartache takes months, even years to get over, sometimes never. Some say to get over someone you have to get under someone else.
It had been two months since you and Rafael had called it quits, it was gut wrenching to throw away almost three years of a relationship, but it had to be done. Deep down, you knew when you both took your anger out on each other, spent more time wrapped up in a blanket than in each others arms, the quiet breakfast together and the blank stares at the office weren’t personal. When you and Raf broke up, you both admitted what had went wrong and that maybe it was best to lay things to rest for a bit, maybe a few days or weeks or maybe forever.
You knew it was forever when a young, blonde, short skirt and high heels popped into SVU with Rafael. Of course everyman in the unit was drooling over this girl.
“And who is this Barba?” He smirked, and introduced her as Lillian Gomez, his new assistant of course he had to check to make sure you were paying attention to the scene. You just looked straight ahead at your computer, trying your best to focus on the work you had. Something in you just wanted to rip Barba apart, how could he? Three years and now he comes in drooling over his assistant for you to see? How cold is that?
Weeks had passed, you were slowly dying on the inside. Why did his assistant have to be everywhere? You sat in the courtroom ready to get this hearing over with and praying that this perp would be behind bars. Carisi made his way over to you.
“Hey! How are ya?” You looked at him, arms crossed and rolled your eyes.
“Sonny, I’m ready to flip my fuckin’ lid! Why does he have to bring here everywhere? I mean everywhere! I’m surprised when I go to the restroom she’s not fuckin standing there behind me!” You whispered, Sonny laughed.
“I know your hurt,” He put his arm around you, “Have you talked to him? At all?”
“Nope. He hasn’t talked to me.” Sonny rolled his eyes.
“Look you can’t be that way, what are ya in highschool?” You scoffed.
“No! Why would I beg him to talk to me?” Sonny rolled his eyes, once again. You looked up to see a harsh, cold stare from Barba. Once he noticed you he turned to take his seat.
“Did you see that? He just cut through me using his eyes.” Sonny laughed and grabbed your hand.
“Look, you can do one of two things. One, tell Barba how you feel! You guys broke up cause what? Work, stress all that good stuff? Okay, talk to each other like adults. Two, keep watching him with that random lady and probably a lot more random ladies and suffer.” He paused, looking like he was trying to think of something to add. “Oh! You do have a third option, get under someone!” You slapped him lightly, you chuckled but quickly became serious when the judge stepped in.
The trial finally ended at 6:42PM. Guilty on all charges, 25 to life, no chance of parole. This was a tough case for SVU, and Barba. Fin of course had the idea of going out for drinks at the local bar. You sighed, getting ready to walk away but you were stopped by Sonny.
“Where are you going?”
“Home.” You smiled, getting ready to turn again.
“No, you are going to come to this bar. You were a big part of why this sick bastard got convicted.” You smiled and blushed.
“Well, you do have a point. I’ll go on one condition. Don’t let me do anything stupid. Like don’t let me get drunk.” Sonny threw a thumbs up.
“I’m your guy! I got your back and you know it!”
Well, after six shots Sonny should watch no one. He half way lived up to his promise, but you were on your third drink so who knows? You may catch up with him in a bit. You sighed deeply, checking the time on your cell phone, no texts, no calls, go figure. Rollins came over to you as you slowly stirred your drink, occasionally looking up to see Barba and Lillian. Rollins scooted close to you.
“You know, I can baby sit Carisi if you want to bounce.” You turned your head quickly.
“How do y-” She smiled, taking a sip of beer and then cut you off.
“I had to do the same thing you are once, Nick Amaro. I had to watch him drool over his ex wife, wife, baby mama whatever you wanna call her. Sucked the life out of me, it was a real low blow, especially when he knew how I felt. I can understand you not wanting to see that.” You looked back to Barba, his hand on Lillians leg. Amanda was right, you couldn’t take that. You thanked her and paid for your drinks. You darted out of the bar, past Barba and Lillian, slamming the door shut. You sat down on the hard sidewalk and decided you needed a cigarette. You lit up and leaned your head back onto the brick wall. No sooner than you did this, you heard the bar door open. You couldn’t bring yourself to look, you didn’t want eye contact with anyone from work now.
“Really? When did you start smoking again?” You heard Rafael say. You turned your head, blowing the smoke near him.
“When did you start to give a fuck? Mhm. Finally get your hands and mouth free for a minute instead of all over that woman!” You shouted, pissed off, hurt, all of it would be out tonight. You threw the butt on the ground and stomped on it to make sure it was out.
“You know what? I don’t give a shit. Go, go be with her! I can’t even think about another man, but you’re out here able to stick your tongue down the first girls throat! Did you really care? Did you really hurt when we broke up, or was that some kind of act?” Barba walked closer to you, grabbing your hands and holding them tightly.
“I can’t listen to her talk without hearing your voice.” He whispered. You felt less tense.
“What?” You asked, hot tears flowing down your cheeks from anger.
“I can’t listen to her without hearing your voice. You’re all I think about, even when I’m with her, I think of you. I want you, I was happy with you. Right now I’m just here. With you I was living.” He grabbed you and embraced you tightly.
“I love you (Y/F/N). I want you back, I want us.” You smiled into his shoulder, trying not to cry on his suit.
“I love you Raf.” He kissed you softly on the lips.
“So, you’re my girlfriend again?”
“Not that easy, you have to take me to my favorite restaurant, then we’ll talk.” He smirked, grabbing your hand tightly.
Summary: I requested this a while ago and I’m not sure if you never got around to it or just never received it? it’s okay if you didn’t, so here it is: Could I request a Mike Dodds imagine for your wedding & it’s obviously huge because he’s the chief’s son and police royalty (and reader’s dad is chief Dodds’ Lieutenant) and it’s a really incredible ceremony, and then there’s the wedding night sex later on on the honeymoon? (: thank you
I just want to apologize for how long it took me to write this!! I saw this request and thought I had one in my drafts but I didn’t! I hope this is everything you wanted to read!
Today was the day that everyone had been waiting for. No ones excitement could beat yours. After five long years of ups and downs, nearly losing Mike, all the craziness in between it was here. Today you would be marrying the love of your life Mike Dodds. The wedding would be held in one of the biggest churches Manhattan had, of course you had never imagined having such a large wedding. When you were just a child, you imagined your wedding would be small, only close friends and family. However, William Dodds had other plans. He paid for the wedding, the church, the food, the flowers and even your dress. William loved you and couldn’t imagined his son marrying any other woman.
You looked in the mirror, still in disbelief at the dress you had on. It was the perfect dress, the veil went along with it perfectly. You took a deep breath and smiled, today you would officially become Mrs. Dodds. You heard a knock at the door, your mother came in. She immediately felt tears flow down her face.
“You look beautiful honey. I’m so proud of you. Mike is an amazing man, you deserve everything and more. Come on, your father is waiting on you.” You were mentally preparing yourself to see your father. You knew as soon as he would saw you, he wouldn’t be able to contain his emotion. Giving his only child away. Once he saw you turn the corner, his tears flowed.
“You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe I’m giving you away.” He said, wiping his tears on the tissue he had stashed in his pocket for this moment.
“Dad, you know I’m not leaving forever right? We only live forty minutes away.” He smiled.
“I know baby, you will understand one day the love me and your mother have for you.”
“I already do dad.” He smiled, hugging you tight and kissing your head.
He took your arm, walking you down the isle. Everyone stood, some people you didn’t even know. You saw your family and friends, some of Mikes coworkers, and his family that you knew of. When Mike saw you, he immediately began to feel overwhelmed. The beautiful woman he had always dreamed of marrying was infront of him. He couldn’t hold his tears back. You looked incredibly stunning. You finally reached the end of the isle, your father giving you a quick kiss on the cheek.
“And who gives this bride away?”
“I do, her father.” You hugged him tightly and whispered an ‘I love you’ before stepping infront of Mike. He wiped his tears away quickly and mouthed a wow to you.
“Ladies and gentleman, we are gathered here today to celebrate the love between these two, Mike Dodds and (Y/F/N). Before we begin the two would like to read their vows. Mike, would like to go first.” He didn’t even need a piece of paper to write his on, he knew exactly what he wanted to say.
“(Y/N), I love you. I knew I loved you from the moment I saw you in that coffee shop. Wild hair from a 20 hour shift at the hospital, colorful scrubs, you looked so tired but you were still so beautiful. I never thought one day we would be here. You have made my life worthwhile. You deal with my nonsense, the late nights at work, the people trying to kill me. You’ve been there for me through all of the good times, the bad times and the scary times. Not many people would deal with their lover out on the front lines of horrors, they wouldn’t deal with the PTSD that comes from this job, they wouldn’t put up with the nightmares, but you do. You do all of these things for me, things I never thought I deserved. So I want to end this with thank you. I may slip sometimes but I will never stop trying to give you the life you deserve. I love you.” You knew your mascara was running everywhere now, but you didn’t care. The love of your life poured his heart and soul out to you infront of God and everyone. It was worth the future picture with runny makeup.
“Mike, I don’t know how I can top that one.” You said, sniffling and trying to pull yourself back together. “You are my best friend, my soul mate, no one in this world could give me the feeling you do. Life with you is amazing, I feel like I’m dreaming most days because there’s no way no woman snatched you up already. Thank you, you make me feel warm and safe. I have break down after break down when I come home from work. Sometimes, we may take that pain and frustration of our difficult but needed jobs out on each other but at the end of the day we know how to forgive and forget. We know how to talk about anything and everything. You are the other half of me I needed, now that you’re here I feel whole. You’re everything I needed and wanted. I can’t wait to see where life takes us.” Now, Mike was the one in tears, again.
The pastor recited the classic wedding sayings, you couldn’t help but continue thanking God that you had found someone who loves you more than anyone ever could.
“Mrs (Y/L/N) do you take Mike Dodds to be your husband?”
“I do.”
“Mike Dodds do you take (Y/N) to be your wife?”
“You know it. I do.”
“You may now kiss the bride.” Mike laid his lips on yours, you had never felt this before. Each kiss the two of you had was special. The first was a nervous peck, which you cherished. Each kiss after a long day at work, the kiss you shared when he was shot and lived and now this one could be added to the list.
As the night winded down, you began ready to leave. Of course you loved seeing everyone have such a good time together, but you were ready to be with Mike, alone. Begin the much needed week and a half honeymoon in the Bahamas. The DJ finally announced that you two were leaving. Everyone cheered and clapped as you two walked down the stairs, hand in hand, husband and wife, finally. Once you were in the car Mike looked at you, so much love in his eyes.
“I’m so glad you’re officially my wife. Now, lets get this honeymoon started.” He said, kissing you on the lips and driving back to the house to get your luggage, As soon as you two walked in the door, Mike swept you off your feet, leading you to the bedroom. Covered in roses and pictures of you two.
“Mike, you didn’t have to do this.” You whispered, he laid you down on the bed, kissing your neck softly, then your lips.
“I know, but I’d do anything for you.” You grabbed him and forced his lips back onto yours. He quickly unzipped your dress, both of you struggling to get it off. When it was finally thrown in the floor, his suit followed after. You laid him back and stripped off the panties you had on. When you were both fully naked, you grabbed his cock and placed it in your mouth,
“Fuck.” He moaned, making you even hotter. After a few pumps in your mouth, he wanted more. He removed your mouth from his cock and stood up, bending you over the bed and shoving himself in you. He tightly grabbed your hips, beginning to pump himself in and out of you.
“Mike, oh my god.” He reach his hand into your hair, tanging it into his fingers.
“You like that? Just think, you get this for the rest of your life.” You smiled and moaned loudly. He turned you back on your back. Thrusting himself into you, rubbing his fingers on your clit, you let out a moan that made him crazy. He wrapped his hand around your neck, not too hard and not too gentle, just how you liked it. He began to pump faster.
“Mike, I-” You couldn’t even finish your sentence, you were in too much pleasure.
“Cum all over me baby, I want to do it together.” This done the trick for you, as you sent your nails flying down Mike’s back, he began to cum as well. He laid back, sweating and heavily breathing along with you.
“Wow, sex number one as a married couple, awesome.” You laughed and high fived him.
“Just think, we can have sex with the ocean breeze coming in on us just in a few hours.” Mike wrapped you tightly in his arms, kissing you on the forehead.
Summary: Reader is getting ready for her wedding day, when she realizes she’s only marrying someone to suit her brother and father, Not the person who truly knows her soul.
ps sorry if this sucks i’m a lil rusty AND there will probs be a part two to this
You looked in the mirror, as your father William Dodds placed your grandmothers diamond necklace around your neck. He teared up at the sight of you, beautiful wedding gown, your mothers veil and his mothers necklace. He couldn’t help but let tears run down his face.
“Dad, save the water works. You’ll have to cry when you walk me down the isle.” He smiled and hugged you tightly. “I’ll let you finish getting ready. You look so beautiful honey.” You sighed as he walked out the door, flopping into the nearest chair possible. Finally, some piece and quiet. Who knew getting married would be so loud and busy? You looked at the ring on your hand, given to you by longtime boyfriend Matt Gomez. He was everything your father had wanted, top of his class in college, ivy league, lawyer for big pharmacies. Outstanding man, your father loved him.
Your father loved him and so did Mike, but did you? On days, he was an incredible guy, but not for you. They always say make yourself happy first then worry about others, but what you had done here was please your family members, not yourself. If it was up to you, this would not be the man you would spend your life with. After a minute of quiet you knew someone was bound to bust in, but it was not who you expected/
“Sonny?” You questioned, surprised to see him after he said he wouldn’t be within a thousand miles of your wedding.
“Just listen to me. For once, please listen,” He struggled with the cracks in his voice. “I love you. Okay? I do, I love you so much (Y/N). You love me too, that’s why I can’t understand why you’re marrying this douche! Well, I do understand, he’s who your dad and brother want you with, not who you really love.” You stood in awe at everything he had said.
“Sonn-”
“Just let me finish and I’ll leave.” He shook his head, holding back tears, “I can’t keep how I feel for you a secret anymore. I can’t keep hurting myself just to keep everyone else at bay. You’re making a mistake, you should be marrying me. Not Matt, not in a million years should you be marrying him. He’s nothing like you. I am. We work on cases together, we get them solved, we go get coffee. Yours with extra ice and two shots of expresso so you can get a few more hours of day light. We’re a team, I notice the way you tap your pen on your chin three times and then switch to the table when you’re puzzled on something. I notice how you put the papers in the copy machine, only a few in a stack at a time. There’s so many things I love about you, so many things I notice. Does Matt notice those things?” You wondered, what did he notice about you? You began to wonder, but stopped yourself.
“Sonny, why wait till today? Why today of all fucking days would you tell me this?” He sat down on the near by bed in your dressing room.
“Cause, I thought the feeling would leave. I always wanted it to because I know your family hates me and would never want us to be together. I just couldn’t hold this in anymore. I love you, please don’t marry him.” Sonny begged, you were furious with him, at everything, timing, the world, all of it.
“Just go.” You mumbled, trying to hold back the tears.
‘What?” He asked, confused.
“Go!” You shouted at Sonny, “You can’t just come in here and do this to me and expected me to drop everything. Just go Sonny.” He hung his head down, but listened to what you wanted. He walked out quietly. You threw yourself back on the bed, letting any tears that had welled up out. You didn’t even care that you were ruining a $583 makeup look. The world was too heavy right now. There was so much to get off your chest. You walked outside, hoping you didn’t run into anyone on the way. You looked at the beautiful sunset, the people gathered in the yard, ready for you to walk down the isle. Just when you were lost in thought, you received a text from Sonny.
“I know you’re out there, we’re meant to be..”He texted your favorite song by Sam Smith. Still hoping to change your mind. Sonny was the only one you could imagine being at the end of the isle. You closed out your messages, sighing. You knew what had to be done and it was going to get done.
