#mike dodds reader insert

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Best Decision, Ever. - Mike Dodds

Pairing: Mike Dodds x Reader

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.

“Best decision I ever made, was marrying you.”

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Part 1; Otherside - Mike Dodds

Pairing: Mike Dodds x Reader

Summary: Mike Dodds runs across an old girlfriend in a way he’d never thought was possible.

!TRIGGER WARNINGS!: Drug addicted reader, violence against the reader, drug abuse/addiction, prostitution

Ok I loved writing this, there will be more parts to it btw!!

“What do we got Liv?” Mike asked, adjusting his jacket to the cold winter air. Liv sighed and shook her head.

“Another call girl, she’s not dead thank god. I think he just scared her good. She was tough and got away from him, only problem is that she was higher than a kite on coke. She’s come down now so we can talk to her. I really think we’re dealing with a serial rapist Dodds.” Mike shook his head.

“Liv, why do people chose this life?” Liv put her arm around Mike.

“Mike, I don’t think a lot of them do. I think life deals them a bad hand and this is the best way they know how to handle it. The prostitution gives them a job, money, the money goes for the drugs to make them forget the pain they face. Let’s start off with seeing if she has a pimp, then get the details.” Mike sighed, took a deep breath and followed Liv. His dad didn’t have high opinions on women like this, but Mike did. He wishes he could save them all, but many have been scared into silence. The two finally reached the ambulance, the victim was sitting in the back, head in knees, covered in a blanket to prevent her from freezing in her skimpy work clothes. Liv sat down beside her, placing an arm around her.

“Hey sweetie. My name is Olivia Benson I’m with the special victims unit, can you tell me your name?” The victim didn’t look up, only mumbled her name. 

“(Y/F/N)? Is that right?” Olivia said, repeating what she had heard. Mike’s heart sank to his stomach, recalling that name and all the memories attached to it. 

“(Y/N)?” He said, knowing fully well he shouldn’t have. She looked up, tears filling her eyes. 

“Mike? What? Why are you here?” Her voice sounded angry, but truly she was ashamed. Someone she had loved so deeply the one to see her in this desperate state she was in. 

“It’s okay. You’re going to be okay.” Olivia continued to ignore what had just happened and keep her questions going. Dodd’s mind traveled back to every  memory the two had, good or bad. Mike had met (Y/N) when she had moved down the street from him and his family. His mother and hers became very close friends, causing them to become friends, which led to much more. The two had been together since 18 years old and finally ended the long relationship at the age of 25. That was 5 years ago, (Y/N) decided to move away to Maine. Mike wanted to stay near his father so the two decided it was best to split. After he had been zoned out, he heard Liv calling him.

“Yeah Liv?” She gave him a look, he straightened up.

“She wants to talk, just you two. Remember, you’re an officer of the law now.” Liv said, leaving the two alone. 

“So,” She began slowly, “Cop now huh?” Dodds smirked, trying to think of what to say.”

“You don't have to say anything Mike. I’ve fucked up my whole life. Every bit of it.” She said, hanging her head down, trying to keep the tears from falling.

“I just don’t get it. You went to Maine, how did you get back here?” She finally let the tears fall, making her $2 mascara run even worse.

“I lost my job in Maine, because I got hooked on drugs. It started out with a nerve pill my coworker gave me, just one fucking Xanax. One fucking pill ruined me. It just went on from there, one became two, two became five. Five became meth, meth became coke. Finally I decided to come back here, I had to fuck my way here, do you know how sick some of these taxi and truck drivers are?” She smiled a broken smile, but continued her story. “I finally got back to mom and dads house. I told them everything that had happened, they slammed the door in my face and left me in the freezing rain. I never thought in a million years they would be the ones who turned their backs on me. I mean aren’t parents supposed to give you that unconditional love and all that bull shit? Not mine. Anyways, that was three months ago. Here I am, selling myself on the streets, sleeping in hotel rooms with random men just so I don’t have to sleep on a bench or concrete slab. I hate it Mike. I hate it so much. This isn’t the life I ever wanted to have. My whole life I thought people chose to live this way, but now that it’s me, I know that’s not true. I know that no one would want to walk down the street in stained lingerie, find some nasty ass man who needs to get his rocks off with you and praying you can get ahold of your dealer after at 3AM because you have to take the edge off from sleeping with a random creep.” She threw her face into her hands, tears flowing faster than they ever had before, a tear even came out of Mikes eye. How could someone who had it all become so broken? Someone Mike loved so dearly and always did love had became so broken, he just wanted to put all the pieces back together, but even scattered he still admired her strength. There aren’t too many people who would spill that hurt and pain so easily.

“Why didn’t you call me?” Mike asked, heartbroken. “You know I would have came. You know I would have let you crash with me.” (Y/N) chuckled, pulling a cigarette out of her bra and lighting it up. He noticed the bruises and cuts even more now that the small flame of the lighter illuminated her face. Bruises on her cheeks, cut on her lips, bags under the eyes, hollowing cheek bones. 

“Mike, I figure you have a life now. A trophy wife and maybe a few kids, why would I? I figured after my parents, you’d take one look at me and tell me to hit the road.”

“No wife, no kids. Nothing.” Mike smiled, wrapping her hand into his. “(Y/N), I will do everything I can to find the man who did this, I will do everything to help you. I promise you that.” He wanted to kiss her, she was still the kind, angelic girl that he had fell in love with. 

“Dodds! We got to go, she needs to get a rape kit done.” Liv said, she gave (Y/N) a card with her name, as Liv turned around Dodds handed her a card as well. 

“Call me as soon as your done at the hospital. I’ll come get you.” He said, slipping the card into her cold, bruised hands. Once they were out of ear shot from her, Liv began the speech.

“Dodds you kn-” He cut her off.

“I know Liv. Take myself off the case, stay away as far as I can from this. No contact. I know the drill, I’ve seen you give this speech too many times. She is my ex, I dated her for a long time, almost proposed to her.” Liv smiled, placing a hand on Dodd’s shoulder. 

“I know how it is wanting to help someone you care about. Cassidy was mine, Rollins has her sister, Fin’s brother. I wish we could touch these cases but we can’t. I just can’t tell if it would make it easier or harder for us.” She smiled, her phone rang around this time. “Meet me in the cruiser and we’ll head back. This is Lucy.” He watched Olivia walk away, turning around to watch the ambulance pull out.

“I’ll let you know if its easier or harder on us Liv,” He whispered, making sure his phone was on full blast for when he got the call from (Y/N).

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The Five Stages of Grief

Mike Dodds x Reader

Based from season 17, episode 22

Warnings: angst, mentions of God

It had been six months since William Dodds had called you to inform you that Mike was in the hospital, in surgery due to being shot on the job. Of course, you figured Mike would pull out of it, he was strong. He had already been shot once and made it through, what’s different now? Plus he was about to leave SVU! He couldn’t die before he goes into a new job, right? At least that’s what you figured until Mike’s speech began slurring, doctors busted in rushing him to get a CT scan. You knew he was gone when the doctor came in and got William. You sat in the room, looking at Mike laying in the bed, tube down his throat, as William explained to Olivia that he was already gone. It hit like a hammer, watching doctors pull his tubes out and his monitor stop making a beeping noise. Silence took over the room.

They told you there were five stages of grief. Denial and isolation, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance. There was no possible way the acceptance stage would come. Do you ever truly accept that someone you loved so dearly was gone? Would a father ever truly get over losing his son? Would you ever really get over losing the love of your life? It was all too much to handle for you, but life went on and sadly you had to go on too. Everyday had been a living hell since Mike passed away.

Denial and isolation happened quickly, you were there in the room when he died. You watched it all happen but some how your mind had convinced you other wise. You came home everyday from work, waiting on Mike to come home as well. To kick off his shoes just anywhere, despite how much you griped at him for it. To come home, loosen his tie, take his jacket off and jump on the couch with you. You wanted to go cook his favorite meals, only to realize he wouldn’t ever eat them again. You still had the urge to set the dinner table for two. It seemed so unreal that he was gone. Isolation wasn’t hard to do either, you used to go out for drinks with friends, now when they called you hit “decline” on your cell phone, it stayed on “do not disturb” mode so that you wouldn’t be expecting a text from Mike. Your lock screen stayed as Mike and you on the beach, just like he was still here. Every day when you’d realize Mike wasn’t coming home, your heart broke a little bit more.

The anger stage happened right after his death. You couldn’t help but hold a rage to Mike, Olivia, God, and especially the sleaze bag who took Mike away from you. You couldn’t help but be mad at Mike, he was almost done with SVU and then did this. You had heard William say the same thing, at first you thought he shouldn’t be so hard on his dead son, until you began to feel the same. Like William said, DV was always dangerous. You knew Mike wanted to make William proud, that’s all he ever wanted but it still made you burn with rage when you thought about it. You knew you shouldn’t have been mad at Olivia. She was fond of Mike and you knew if she could change things that happened that she would, but when you laid in bed thinking about how it was Mike and not her, you couldn’t help but let tears of anger fall from your eyes. Olivia had a son, he needs her but who ever said you didn’t need Mike? William didn’t need him? You were mad at God, questioning if he even was there anymore. Obviously the prayers you had sent up every morning before Mike went to work went unheard. Carisi assured you that he was there and that sometimes these things happen, he promised that God heard you and only gave you things he knew you could handle.  These things happen, but it still didn't make sense to you. The man you held the most rage for was Gary Munson. You had never truly felt hate for anyone in your life, but now you knew what it was like to truly despise another human being. You hated Gary and you wished every night that he would pay for what he did to not only Mike, but you, his father, his family and everyone else that loved Mike.

It was stupid and you knew it. When you would try to talk to God, it always ended up being the same words. “God if you just please bring him back I’ll do anything! I’ll go to church, be a better person!” or “If I could just see him one more time I swear I’d do anything!” Of course, the next morning you still woke up to a tear stained pillow and an empty spot right beside of you. You prayed every night for Mike to come back, pleading and letting tears roll down your face but nothing ever changed and somewhere in your mind you knew it wouldn’t change. You often thought about “If only’s”. “If only Gary Munson would have got socked in jail the first time around”, “If only Mike would have stayed at the office” so many “If only’s” it made your head hurt and made your heart hurt even more. “If only” a lot of things had been different, Mike would still be here. 

Then there was the depression stage. It was like there was no other thoughts that came across your mind, only Mike’s death. It was like you were being pulled deeper and deeper into a black hole as each day went by. Even when you were at work, numbers got mixed up due to Mike being on your mind. There was a longing for Mike, he was all you thought about but he was never in your arms. You knew you needed to seek therapy when you saw a happy couple get engaged from a video online and thought “That’s bull shit. Why can’t I have that?” There was a bitterness in your heart. As much as you wished you had just died with Mike, you knew he wouldn’t have wanted that. You knew Mike would want you to go on with your life, keep going to college and work. Keep on living for him. It was like a constant gray cloud was over your head, no matter what you did or who you surrounded yourself with. 

You could only assume the acceptance stage came when you quit missing your classes so much and actually showed up to work. When you began texting your friends back instead of ignoring their calls, when you no longer felt angry toward all these people that you once didn’t even want to think about and when you saw a happy couple walking down the street together and the only thoughts you had were “That was me and Mike.” With a smile on your face. Of course, the thought of Mike would never fully leave you and you still loved him with all your being, but now days that’s who you lived for. Everything you did was for Mike. 

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Mike Dodds x Reader Masterlist

A Risky Negotiation (angst/fluff)

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I’m Here

Pairing: Mike Dodds x Reader

Warnings: slight angst

Summary: After Mike is shot by Greg Yates you’re the first one at his bed side  and stay there for hours.

Another dull, dreary and cold day in New York. You looked out the window of the fifteenth floor of your work space, you wished you could have stayed inside today, you'd much rather be in the arms of your boyfriend Mike Dodd’s and your beloved dog but you both do have a job to do. You turned back to your computer, the sight of rain only making you more unhappy. Once your screen turned on to reveal the picture of you, Mike and your dog Polly, you felt your heart warm up. You instantly couldn’t wait to go home, be tackled by licks from Polly and sit down on the couch to wait for Mike.

That was your plan for this evening, until you had gotten a call from Olivia Benson, lieutenant of the unit Mike was in. You wondered why in the world Olivia Benson would be calling you, you should have known why.

“Hello? Olivia?”

“Hey (Y/N), I know you’re working if you’re able to you need to come to the hospital, Mike has been shot. If you ca-” You immediately cut her off, your heart in your stomach, feeling as if you were about to hit the floor. 

“He got shot? Where? How? Is he going to be okay?” You stood up, sprinting to the elevator ignoring your boss who kept screaming ‘Where are you going (Y/N)?‘ You could hardly keep the phone in your hand, it was trembling at the thought of the only man you had ever loved being killed especially while trying to save others.

“He’s stable, he was shot in the shoulder by Greg Yates. He asked for you as soon as they got him in the bed. If you can’t make it right now I’ll tell him it will be a few hours, I know you have work. The squad is here for him.”

“No, no Liv I’m on my way right now heading to my car. Thank you guys for staying with him.” You hung up as you started the car and sped to the hospital, luckily not getting pulled over. You rushed in, about to run to the front desk, but Amanda was already standing at the door.

“Come on (Y/N) he is up on the fourth floor, room 403.” Amanda went into the cafeteria while you ran to the elevator full force. You had finally made it to Mike’s room. You saw him in that hospital bed, your heart was instantly smashed. Seeing Mike like this and not his happy self was heart breaking. You were met with Olivia, William, a woman they called Lindsay and Carisi. 

“I’m glad you’re here (Y/N), he wouldn’t stop asking for you but he ended up falling asleep. They say he’s okay, he’ll have to go to rehab and get the strength back up in that arm.” You shook your head as you listened to the words Olivia said, tears brimmed in your eyes and you fell into William’s arms. He was like a father to you, and hopefully one day would be your father-in-law. He hugged you and gave Olivia and Carisi the sign that they could go and he mouthed a “thank you”. 

“Why Mike? He saves people everyday and this is what he gets in return? Shot in the arm? Laying helpless in a hospital bed.” You were quiet, trying not to wake Mike up. 

“I know, I know. He was in the rain and cold alone, he didn’t deserve that.” You looked up and William.

“Alone?”

“He was with that girl from Chicago, Lindsay. She left to go find Yates.” You felt your blood boil. You knew she wanted Yates dead, who didn’t after hearing what he had did to all those women, and her friend. That was no excuse to leave the man you loved laying on the cold, wet rain with the man who shot him still running around. 

“I’ll be back in just one second William.” You stormed out the door to find Lindsay, she was just sitting there with Olivia and Carisi.

“(Y/N), wha-” You interrupted Olivia and put your finger in Lindsay’s face.

“You don’t leave a man behind, especially when he is down. I get Yate’s hurt someone you loved, but he hurt someone I love very much too. That’s no excuse for you leaving Mike there with Yates running around, he could have came back and killed Mike or he could have even killed you.” You shook your head, you knew you needed to be with Mike instead of yelling at some girl you barley knew so you turned around and went back in the room with Mike.

“William, I’ll stay here tonight. Can you stop by our apartment and grab Polly and bring her by tomorrow? I think it’d cheer Mike up, she’s small so I’m sure you can sneak her right in.” He smiled and put his hand on your shoulder.

“Sure kid, I’ll be back tomorrow with her and some stuff for you two.” He smiled and left the room, you looked at Mike. He looked so peaceful. It was only ten o’clock and you were ready to crash. If anything went wrong with Mike you knew you’d wake up in an instant. You stood up, kissed his forehead and whispered, “You’re not alone Mike.” You sat back down in the chair, laid your head on his bed and before you knew it you were out.

Mike woke up and saw your hair sprawled on the bed. He smiled and put his hand on your head, careful not to wake you up. Although his shoulder felt like someone had took a sledgehammer to it a million times, it all seemed to fade away when he saw you. A nurse walked in to check him out, but he shooed her away.

“Do you think you can do that later? She’s had a rough night.” The nurse smiled.

“I think you had a pretty rough night yourself.” 

“But this one here had to rush over here to see her boyfriend shot, she needs rest more than I do.” The nurse smiled, it warmed her heart feeling and seeing the love in the room. Mike laid back and whispered “Thank you” and kissed you on the head before dozing off again.