Fine. Go.

//been writing a lot of Mike fluff, feeling angsty//

“You awake?” Michael said into the darkness. You heard him moving around the room, and he switched on the bedside lamp. Mike’s side of the bed sank as he sat, and let out a long sigh

“Of course I am. It’s midnight and my husband is just getting home” you grumbled not turning over. “Would have been nice to get a text or something, letting me know you were alive.”

“I got busy. Didn’t have time.” The bed shifted again as Mike stood.

“Whatever”, you sighed and closed your eyes. Relieved he was okay but still too upset and tired to talk to him.

“What’s that supposed to mean? Do you not believe me?” Mike asked.

Feeling his eyes bore into he back of your head you turned to face him. “It means… Nothing. Forget it.”

He pulled his tie from around his neck, “No. I won’t forget it, Y/N.” His eyes were narrowed at you. He finished undressing, standing in front of you in only his boxer briefs.

You pushed yourself to a seated position and met his glare. “Fine. After you didn’t answer my calls or texts, I called the precinct. They said you left at 9pm, Michael. So I called your dad and he said hadn’t seen you since he left at at 5pm.”

“You were checking up on me?” He stared at you.

“No, not checking up on you. I was worried. Jesus, Mike. I hadn’t heard from you all day.” Your voice wavered as you thought about the last few months.

“You have too much time on your hands. Maybe if you had a job or something…” He trailed off. His voice was hard, unfeeling.

Ouch that hurt. It was his idea for you to stay home with the kids. Tears stung your eyes. You’d be damned if you’d let him see you cry. You threw back the blanket. “Go to hell Mike’ you hissed and stalked by him. The smell of alcohol rolling of him didn’t go unnoticed.

He scoffed, “Yeah baby where do you think I go everyday?” He followed you downstairs to the kitchen.

“Where were you? I can smell the alcohol. So don’t lie to me.” You pointed a finger in his direction.

He crossed his muscular arms over his chest. “Yeah, I went out to a bar. I had a couple drinks.”

“Alone?” You raised a questioning eyebrow. “I mean you come home late, smelling like alcohol, can’t text me to let me know where you’re going…”

“Seriously, Y/N? I can’t believe you would think I’d do something like that.” His voice incredulous. “Why would you even think-”

Cutting him off, you countered, “because the last time you even touched me was two weeks ago, Michael. You bent me over the bathroom counter, pounded into me for a few seconds, got off, zipped up, kissed my cheek, then went to work.”

His face fell, “I-I’m sorry, Y/N. If….”

“Always sorry. I feel like we always have the same argument just a different version. I cant do it anymore. I’m tired. I’m lonely.” Turning away from Mike you braced your hands on the counter.

Mike sighed, “Y/N. Please.” He reached out and gently rubbed a hand over your back.

Your voice barely a whisper, “Stop. Don’t touch me. Not now.” You spun around. “Me and the kids are going to stay at your dad’s place, until I can find my own.”

“You-you’re leaving me? Because of not having sex? And you talked to my dad about it? What the hell, Y/N!” Mike’s anger was escalating.

“It’s not about sex, Michael. If that’s all you think is wrong, then we have more problems than I thought. And yes, I talked to your dad. Other than you and the kids, he’s the only family I have that’s not half way across the country.” The tears that you had so desperatley tried to hold back were spilling down our cheeks.

Mike slammed his fist on the counter beside you causing you to jump. “You know sometimes I wish-”

“What? What do you wish? That we had never met? Or maybe you wish you wouldn’t have knocked me up and married me?” At this point you had lost all control over your emotions and you were in his face.“Well Michael. I’m giving you your out. Me and the kids will be gone when you get home tomorrow.”

The two of you stared one another down. Your chest was heaving, face wet with tears, cheeks flushed. Mike had one arm leaning one the counter, staring down at you.

“So. This what you want?” Mike whispered his eyes were brimming with tears. Unable to speak, you just nodded. He looked down and away. “Fine”, swiping tears from his eyes, “Go.”

“That was kind of hot.” with mike?

“So tell us how you and Mike met, Y/N”, Amanda inquired. Everyone had been exchanging stories of how they met their significant other. “Did he dazzle you with flexing his muscles?” Amanda giggled.

“Oh something like that. The story is sort of boring.” Shrugging your shoulders. “We met in a bar on a blind date.”

Mike came from the kitchen with a fresh drink. He had caught the tail end of the conversation. “That was the craziest date I had ever been on up to that night.” He shook his head remembering.

The group shot you a questioning look. “Hmmm… sounds like Y/N might be holdin’ back some juicy details”, Sonny added. “Dish.” Rafael rolled his eyes and smacked his boyfriends leg.

Turning your gaze to Mike, “would you like to take this one babe?” He loved telling the story, he thought it was funny.

His face lit up and he rubbed his hands together. “So as Y/N said it was a blind date setup by my dad and her mom. Anyway, I was running late. When I got to the bar I see this one here had some guy up against the bar, arm wrenched around his back.” Mike starts laughing remembering the first time he saw you.

All eyes turn to you. Pressing your lips against your bottle you just raised your eyebrows. Mike’s eyes were shining and you couldn’t help but smile. “Here’s the twist. We weren’t set up with one another.” Giving a wink to your husband.

“Yeah. My date apparently got tired of waiting and left. Y/N’s here date was the one she had pinned against the bar.” He started laughing again and you just shook your head. “I decide I’m going to help the “damsel in distress”, right cause everyone else is just standing around. I walk up and the guy is in tears, begging for her to let go.”

“He kept grabbing me and saying nasty things. I told him to stop. The last time he touched me, I had enough. My dad and brothers are all ex-military or cops, so I know a few moves.” You concluded.

“I wanted to marry her that night. I mean that was kinda hot.” Mike smirked then said, “at least I got to take her home with me that night. The last part, that’s my favorite part of the story.” He gave a drunken smile. Whistles, whoas, ow’s and claps followed Mike’s confession.

“Okay Michael, you are cut off.” You chided him but smiled. Leaning over to kiss his cheek you whispered in his ear, “it’s my favorite part too.”

“Lie to me.” with mike? i kind of picture the reader being pregnant and asking if she looks bad in a dress while saying that lol. but obviously, write whatever you come up with! either way, it’ll be great!

//*Squeals* I love Mike and fluff and when they combine that is my jam//

“I swear to God. There is no way I can get any bigger. I can’t even see my toes.” You pointed out. “And why the hell are they getting married on the hottest day of summer?”

“You’re eight months pregnant, Y/N. You haven’t seen your toes since you were four months along”, Mike commented. Mike rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt, then chanced a look at you, smirking.

“Easy there Champ. I’m not above violence” you quipped and gave him the evil eye. Looking in the mirror you let out a sigh. “Well, this is as good as it gets.” Turning side to side to check your reflection in the mirror.

Mike watched you with an amused look in his eyes as you walked back to he closet.. He thought you were beautiful all the time but when you were pregnant, carrying his baby, you were just stunning.

“Okay how about this dress?” The dress in question was a short, flowy, blush pink dress. It was simple but nice. And most important it was comfortable. Turning to him, “Lie to me if you have to.”

Mike chuckled, “I don’t have to lie, Y/N. I think you look incredible.” Leaning down he placed a kiss to the crown if your head. “The only problem I see is the shoes.”

“Why, do they not go with the dress?”, you questioned Mike.

“Love, you have on two different sandals.” He bite back a snicker.

“I-what?” You lifted one foot, that had a white slip on sandal, and placed it back down. Lifting the other foot, you found a red slip on sandal. Starting to giggle, you kicked the red sandal off. The giggle turned to belly laughs, with Mike joining in.

After the laughter finally subsided, Mike grabbed the other matching white sandal and helped you slip it on. He brushed his warm hand up your bare leg. When he peered up at you, his expression was needy and lustful. He stood, drawing you close and peppered kisses to your neck and collarbone.

“Mmmm, Mike we have to-” His hand pushed your dress up and brushed against your core through panties. You gasped. “Okay but only if you get me there before they serve the food.”

Mike smiled against your neck, “No promises.”

hi yes can you please expand on your last post? i have a great need for mike fucking the reader against a bedroom door with a fancy party going on

//oh hell yes//

Soft laughter and music filtered through the door that your husband currently had you pushed against. His hands roaming, wet lips sucking at your neck and chest. You let out a soft moan.

Mike chided you, “Shhhh…you have to be quiet baby. You dont want my dad’s dinner guests to hear you.”

“Then. Stop. Doing. Th- ahhh.. ” You were breathless. Mike slipped his hand under your dress. His fingers pushed through your wetness. “Oh God, Michael.” Your hands went to his hair and pulled.

“You like that don’t you. So slick and hot for me.” Mike continued circling your clit while sliding a finger in and out.

Two can play this game you thought. Let’s see how quiet he can be. With nimble fingers you unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Your hand slid down and grabbed his hard cock. This time it’s you who told him to be quiet. “Not so easy is it champ?”

He growled. Mike grasped your thighs, wrapped your legs around his waist and thrust hard into you. The sensation was so intense you thought you’d cum right then.
Wrapping your arms around Mike’s neck you braced yourself for the pounding that you were about to get. He gave you a salacious smile before he slammed into you again and stilled.

“Michael”, you whimpered. “Please.”
“What is it you want baby?” He whispered rooting his nose along your jaw

Your gaze was intense looking at him. “Fuck me Michael. Hard.”

Without a word, Mike thrust into you over and over so hard to thought you’d split in half. Using Mike’s broad shoulders for leverage, you pushed yourself down to met him. “Oh, oh Mike. That feels so good.” Your voice lusty

“Fuck yeah baby. I- oh Y/N.” Mike said though gritted teeth. The grip on your thighs tightened, and his hips stuttered as he spilled himself into you.

Heat flared through your body. Your toes curled and you felt yourself clench around him. “Oh. My. God, Michael” you said in a hushed tone as your body exploded.

Mike stilled and all you could hear was heavy
breathing as you both caught your breath.
Mike pulled out a gently placed you back on your feet. He kissed you softly, just the opposite of your lovemaking.

Rearranging clothes and fixing mussed up hair, you headed back out to the party. “Maybe your dad should have more parties. They’re not so bad, when you’re hanging with the right people” you giggled.

Mike laughed. “You are so right, my love.”

ugh i miss mike too!! how about a beach day with him?

It was rare that you and Mike had a whole weekend off. Even more rare that you got to spend it relaxing. When Mike suggested the beach your thoughts went to sand castles, swimming, walking on the pier and sunbathing.

“Ready for a swim?” Mike pulled off his shirt and threw it on the blanket. Your breath caught. This was your husband, you had seen him shirtless thousands of times. But the way his swim shorts hung off his hips….”Hey nerd. I said you ready for a swim?”

“Oh uh, yeah.” You smirked at him. You tugged your t-shirt over your head and shimmied out of your cut offs. A dip in the cool water is exactly what you needed.

Mike picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder making you squeal. “Micheal! Put me down!.”

He carried you out into the water, “yes ma’am. You’re the boss. You were in the air and sinking into the cool water before you could protest.

Mike was laughing when you surfaced. After sputtering and swiping your hair from you face, you made a beeline for him.

“Oh, you are in for it now, Dodds!”, you exclaimed. Lunging you placed both hands on his head and dunked him.

After lunch you declared it was time for a sand castle. Mike chuckled as you pulled small buckets and shovels from the beach bag.

Mike’s sand castle was very impressive. Yours looked like it had been hit by a hurricane. “Don’t quit your day job, my love.” He poked your ribs.

The rest of the afternoon you spent walking down the pier for ice cream, sunbathing and relaxing. Mike insisted on helping you with your sun screen. You and Mike shared ear buds. Mike started singing very loud and very off key at one point, earning amused looks from people around you. Your stomach ached from laughing so hard. “Talk about not quitting their day job!”

After watching one the most gorgeous sunsets you can remember, the two of you headed home. Mike wrapped an arm around your shoulders while walking to the car. “Today was absolutely perfect, Y/N.”

“I agree, Mikey.” You gazed up at your gorgeous husband. You were one lucky woman. “Now to get all this sand off when we get home. I might need a hand though..”

Mike looked down at you and smirked, “Oh Mrs. Dodds, it would be my pleasure.”

fluffy mike prompt – it’s his daughter’s first day of school and he’s a wreck and his wife thinks it’s adorable

//Be still my heart, Mike with his kids is just the cutest.//

Dim light filtered into your bedroom and raindrops beat against the window pane. Turning over you felt Mike’s side of the bed empty, which was nothing unusual. Slowly opening your eyes you stretched lazily.

After adjusting your eyes you saw the time, 7AM. Mike walked out of the bathroom, freshly showered, with just a towel slung around his hips. His face etched with worry. He had been fretting for two weeks over your daughters first day of preschool.

“Good morning, love”, he gave you a tight smile and kissed your head. Turning, he moved to the closet to change. He came out in cargo shorts and a T-shirt.

“Good morning. Are you ready for today?” You glanced at him trying to see his reaction.You already knew the answer. He stayed home to take Cora to school then pick her up.

He shrugged his shoulders and put his hands on his hips. “Does she really need to go to preschool? She could just go to Val’s’ still right? I mean she can teach her. She already knows her ABC’s, can count to like 1,000, she can even say some Spanish words.”

You smirked at him and shook your head. “Michael. She needs interaction from kids her age, other than her brother, plus she does not know how to count to 1,000.” You raised an eyebrow at him.

Crossing his arms he looked down at you, “This isn’t a joke, Y/N. What if she gets hurt? Or scared? Or she can’t make friends?”

Getting up from bed, you stood in front of him. “You sure are cute when you’re freaking out.” You reached up to ruffle his hair, but he ducked out of your way, making you laugh.

Cora came bounding into your room and jumped on the bed. “I’m going to school today! I’m going to school today!”

“Wouldn’t you rather stay home with Daddy today?” He pouted his lip which made Cora giggle.

“Daddy’s silly.” She pouted her lip to match Mike’s.

“Not sure silly is the word I’d use.” You winked at Mike.

After taking Isaac to school, you headed for Cora’s preschool. She chattered the whole way there.

Mike helped Cora out of her carseat and put her backpack over her shoulders. It was almost as big as her.

When you got to her classroom, the teacher greeted the three of you. She knelt down and asked Cora to find her name on her desk.

Mike reluctantly let go of her hand, “Love you Cora. Have fun.”

“Bye bye Mommy and Daddy!” And she was off exploring.

He took a deep breath, and squeezed your hand. “You were right. She’ll be fine.“

Masterlist- as of 9/12/18 this list will not be updated. New fics, drabbles etc, will go to the individual masterlist. Thanks for reading!

WHC for lingere for SVU guys

Sonny Carisi x reader

Sonny storyline

Sonnyverse OC’s

Just pretend to be my date

Part 2 pretend to be my date

Just stay with me

You can take my picture

Pizza night

You’re cute when you..

Anxiety

I really need you

Night before the wedding

Can you come get me please

I’m not jealous

Baby blues

I don’t want to lose you

Cute helper

Two little bears

Conceived on the 4th of July

Wake up cause I can’t do this without you

Caroline is crawling!

Text from Sonny

Losing Jonesy

Magical

Strip tease for Sonny

My Heart

Cooking with Caroline

Sonny abandoned storyline

So It begins

One year later

Sonny gets help

Sonny one shots

Yog

A-Z Headcannon NSFW

Keeping secrets

It’s your fault we’re in trouble

One more night based off the Maroon 5 song

Nick Amaro x reader

Nick Amaro one shots

NSFW Headcanon A-Z

Make me

Theme park fun

I don’t want you to stop

Nick likes it rough *nsfw*

Nick Amaro storyline

Amaroverse OC’s

Nick makes you dinner

Well I’m glad you think of me when you’re drunk

Are you seriously going to leave without asking me,,

Is there a reason you’re crawling through my window?

Nick and pregnant wife smut

Would you hold still

To me, you are beautiful

Motorcycle accident

I really need you

My weirdo

I might have had a few shots

Mike Dodds x reader

Mike One shots

I fell in love with my best friend

Beach day

Mike babysits Noah

He likes it when you watch

Meeting Michael

NSFW A-Z headcanon

NSFW A-Z headcanons take 2

NSFW A-Z headcannons take 3

Meeting Mike for the first time

Leave your key

I’m ready Mike

Mike storyline

Doddverse OC’s

That was kinda hot– how Mike and reader meet

First apartment

Thigh riding

Meeting Anne

Taking care of one another

Adopting Denny

Telling Mike you’re pregnant

Dinner Party

How the parents react to the pregancy

Wedding pic

Mike comes home after first day with SVU

It’s a girl

Dinner quickie

Saturday mornings

You have no idea how I feel, all you do is work.

Mike makes dinner

Mike gets shot-Heartfelt passages redo

You lied to me

Caught in the act

Late nights, long hours

Taking the kids to the park

That night-*mentions miscarriage*

My friend Uber

Fine. Go part 1

Mike text

Fine. Go-reader before the fight

Fine. Go-Mike before fight

Fine. Go. Mike at work interlude

Mike helps you say goodbye

Daughter’s first day of school

Peter Stone x reader

Peter one shots

I’m gonna take care of you, okay?

Peter cheers you up

Kitten gets a thigh ride

Sleep in my bed-Peter Stone x male reader

Batter up!

So what if we had sex..

Sweet kisses

A pretty girl makes all the difference

Pizza night

Flirting with Peter

Second chair

Peter Stone storyline

Stoneverse OC’s

Would you mind if I kissed you?

Chi-town to the Big Apple

My life

Wanna Bet

Weekend

I was stupid enough to fall for my best friend

Right kind of crazy

Showering with Peter

Snuggles with Petey after a long day

“You have no idea how I feel, all you do is work, shut the hell up” with any of the svu boys (Nick, Mike, Sonny, Peter or Rafael) thank you for sharing your writings! 🐱

//OK peeps. All kinds of emotion in this one. Thanks for the submission!//

One month with a new squad and he had been late every day. Not sure why you were surprised, should be used to it by now. Between the military assignments, and climbing the law enforcement career ladder, you’d had moved 6 times in 10 years. It wasn’t so bad when it was just you and Mike. Now, with a two year old and six months pregnant with your second, things were different. You wanted a more stable environment for your family. You grew up in a military family, It was so hard forming relationships, you didn’t want that for your kids.

Taking a deep sigh, you cleared the table, and put away the leftovers. Isaac was watching TV, while you cleaned up. “C’mon, buddy. Bath time.”

“I want Daddy give me baf, pwheeze”, his simple little plea making you sad.

“I know, but Daddy has to work hard to catch the bad guys. So0 you’re stuck with ole’ Mom.” You tickled him and he giggled.

One bubble bath, three stories, a drink of water and multiple hugs and kisses, your sweet boy was finally tucked into bed.

Making your way to the kitchen, you put the tea kettle on and grabbed a mug from the cabinet. While waiting for the water to heat, you changed into PJ’s. The kettle was whistling when you came back. Hoping the herbal tea would help you relax, you decided to go into office and unpack some more boxes.

Some time later you heard Mike come in the door, the clock on the desk read 9pm. The floorboards creaked as Mike walked down the hall. Sighing, you stood, and ambled into the bedroom. He had his back to the door and was changing from his suit into a pair of sweats, you leaned against the door taking in the sight of him.

“Isaac missed you this evening. he wanted you to give him a bath”

He turned, “yeah. Wish I could have been here”, sighing.

“Why couldn’t you?”,you retorted.

“Please do not start, Y/N. Not tonight”, he huffed.

“Whatever”, turning quickly you went to the kitchen and placed your mug in the dishwasher. Mike’s foot steps were right behind you.

“What’s your problem, Y/N?” You spun around to face him. These are the times you wish you were taller, your 5′2″ to his 6’2″ was frustrating at times.

Looking up at him, you crossed your arms over your chest. “I’ll tell you what my “problem” is. You are never are home on time, ever. You said it would be different this time. But guess what? It’s the same crap, just a different city”, you spat out.

“You know I’m new here. You know I have to put my time in. I can’t just clock out at 5pm like a regular job. You need to get that into your head. There are people that need me more than you do. I get pressure from my dad, work, my brother, I sure as hell don’t need it from you!”, he pointed a finger in your direction, his voice rising with the last sentence.

“Shut the hell up, Mike”, the calmness of your voice worrying you. “You have no idea how I feel, you work all the time”, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. “You’re right, there are people that need you more than me. And the one that should be most important is down the hall sleeping, the other is right here”, you place a hand on your belly. “Isaac misses his Daddy. I miss my husband. I feel like a single parent most of the time. It’s not fair to any of us.” The tears were flowing freely now. Taking a shaky breath you attempted to calm down.

Mike’s face softened with your confession. Mike made a move to reach out to touch you but you flinched away, “Don’t. Touch. Me.” He dropped his hand and looked down at his feet. Mike opened his mouth to say something, but you push by him. “ I need some fresh air.”

The crisp fall air helped calm you a bit. The porch swing rocked slowly back and forth. Your mind went back to before you met Mike. Things were simple, but you were lonely. You family lived half way across the country, you had a few friends but no one close. The day you met Mike you literally fell for him. Well, more like tripped over a branch while jogging. He was passing you at the exact time you were falling and somehow caught you. You smiled at the memory. From that point, the only thing that kept you apart was his deployments.

The air became cooler and you were thinking about going in to talk things through with Mike. You were calmed, regretting some of the things you said. Mike was a wonderful husband and father. He made you feel safe,you trusted him fully and you loved that man more than life. He had so much stress. His father drove him to be the best, his brother was usually in trouble for illegal activity, his mom absent and you couldn’t imagine the things he saw with his job.

A blanket was wrapped around your shoulders. Mike came around and joined you on the porch swing. Mike looked into your eyes. You could see he had been crying too. He timidly reached for your hand. You placed your hand in his and scooted closer to him. Laying your head on his shoulder you softly apologized. “I’m sorry Mike.” He raised your joined hands and kissed yours.

“I am too, love.” You peeked up at him. He hadn’t used your pet name for awhile.

You sat silently for awhile, the only sound was the occasional creaking as the swing rocked back and forth.

Mike was the first to break the silence. He untwined your fingers and put his arm around your shoulders under the blanket. Slowly running his thumb over your skin.

“ I was watching Issac sleep before I came out. He looked so peaceful and innocent. It made my heart hurt with how much I love him. You, Issac and this little one”, splaying his large hand over your stomach. “are the most important people in my life. I’m sorry if i have ever made you feel otherwise. There are days at work when I think I just can’t go on, I can’t do it. You know what keeps me going? Knowing I get to come home to you guys.” His eyes were glassy and voice brittle.

You took a deep breath taking in every detail of your gorgeous husbands face. “Do you remember the day we met?”

He chuckled, “how can I forget? You fell right onto my arms, then my heart.”

You grinned. “I knew that day I never wanted to be in anyone else’s arms. I have never felt more safe in my life. I never want to lose that.”

Mike kissed your hair. “Ready to go in?”

You shook your head. “Just a few more minutes.”