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wondergotham · 21 days

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This was so good😩💕You’re an amazing writer‼️

Hello! I wanted to ask if you could write an Antonio Dawson imagine where she’s his gf. Based on S3, Ep.14? The reader is Yates’ target. Antonio is worried about her & is more protective over her as everything is unfolding. As the reader is driving to Yates’ location he taunts Antonio through a video call saying he should’ve kept a closer eye on the reader or something along those lines.

At the end the reader shoots & kills him bc he tried to force himself onto her and when she fought back he wanted to kill her. Finally she breaks down when Hank and Antonio arrive but Antonio is there to comfort her & they go home together. Basically he’s there for her & expressing how he didn’t want her to lose her. And how he was thankful he arrived on time. Please & thank you!

Antonio Dawson x Fem!Reader

This was really fun to write, Anon! I took the episode and tailored it some, but I hope you like it nevertheless!

Requested by: Anonymous

Based on: 03x14 of Chicago PD - all ideas that come from it are not mine :)

TW: mentions of gore/violence as seen in the episode, mentions of stalking, attempted sexual assault

You returned home from New York. It was a horrible time, really. You hadn’t been able to recapture Greg Yates, no matter how hard you tried. As you looked out the car window, you felt a gentle hand come to your thigh, comforting you. You looked over to Antonio beside you, realizing how lucky you were to have him. “Hey,” he said softly. “Don’t worry about it. We’ll get him.”

“I know,” you hummed. “He’s heading back to Chicago. I’m sure of it.”

“His mistake. He’s on our land again. That’s how he was caught the first time.”

You took Antonio’s hand in yours, bringing it up to kiss his knuckles as he pulled up outside your apartment building. “I love you. See you later?”

“Let me walk you inside,” Antonio replied, getting out of the car to escort you.

“Come on, Toni, I’m a big girl with a big girl gun.”

Antonio hummed and pulled you close by your waist as you walked. He didn’t respond, but his body language told you everything. He was afraid something may happen to you, especially because Yates had taken a special interest in you in NY. Truthfully, you weren’t sure why, since you were nothing special.

Instead of fighting, you leaned into Antonio’s chest, looking up at him as you got into the elevator. “Toni, you’re scared.”

“Just trying to make sure my girlfriend is still around tomorrow.”

You sighed softly as the elevator got to your floor, taking his hand and pulling him with you and to your apartment. You keyed yourself in, then shut the door, taking off your coat and shoes. “Antonio Dawson, I love you, but you can’t completely shield me from the world. It’s no way to live. If Yates is coming after me, let him. What’s the difference between this and being undercover?”

Antonio sighed deeply, meeting your eyes. His were filled with deep concern, and he wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you close. “It’s completely different,” he replied. “Being undercover, they don’t know anything about you, and they’re not targeting you. This bastard, Yates, he’s targeting you. He knows everything about you. I-I just don’t want you working this one. He’s going to get into your head.”

“Sounds like he’s already in yours,” you said with a shrug, leaning up to kiss his cheek. “Look, Toni, the whole point is to not let him in. To not change. I’m going to keep working, just the way I always have.”

Antonio gently pressed his forehead to yours. “I can’t lose you,” he muttered, shaking his head. “If I lose you… I won’t know how to keep living.”

“You won’t lose me,” you reassured, gently nuzzling his nose with your own. “Hey, come here…” You gently pulled him to the couch, sitting on his lap and smiling a little, properly leaning in to kiss him. The kiss was deep and passionate, but kept a light tone to it, as you finally pulled away, but not far. You smiled again, whispering against his lips. “I love you, and nothing will ever change that. My love for you is so strong, I’d conquer death just to stay by your side.”

He smiled and pulled you back down for another deep kiss, hands wrapped fully around you, pulling your body as close to his as possible.

“(Y/N),” Antonio huffed as he followed you into the locker room, making sure nobody else was there before coming to your side. “You should stay at the district. I don’t like the idea of you being out there, with him, and neither does Voight.”

You rolled your eyes. “You’re just being overprotective, Antonio. I am still a detective and a damn good one, too. I’ve been in lots of situations where I’ve needed to be careful.”

“He’s completely obsessed with you,” Antonio replied, shaking his head. “He looked up your neighborhood, where you live!”

“Which means he’ll eventually make a mistake. I can’t let him get in my head and neither can you. Now, come on, there’s been three more murders and one attempted.”

You grabbed your gun and badge, pinning them on your jeans, then pulled on your jacket. Shutting your locker, you gave Antonio one last look, telling him you were completely serious. He sighed and simply followed you, riding with you to the scene. You looked down at your phone as an unknown number popped up. You sent it to voicemail.

It was brutal. Three nurses had been killed, and the fourth had been taken to the hospital. It didn’t look good. They’d been beat and tortured, and one even had a hand cut off. You shuddered a little, seeing how all four women had suffered.

“Alright,” Voight said as you all walked outside. “Antonio, Jay, go check on the person who lives upstairs, Nelly. (Y/N) and I will go back to meet Benson and the others.”

You rode back to the station with Voight to meet the SVU, a little upset he took you out of the field, most likely at Antonio’s suggestion. You sighed as you walked in and to your desk, but put on a smile when Olivia Benson and the others on her team walked into the bullpen. You stood to greet them, getting them up to speed on everything they missed in the last few hours.

Some time later, Antonio and Jay arrived back, Antonio looking distressed as he went straight to Voight’s office. You looked down as your phone buzzed. Unknown number. You sent it to voicemail again.

After a fairly short conversation with Antonio, Voight called you in. You went inside, shutting the door behind you. “What’s going on?”

“We found this at the crime scene where Nelly was kidnapped,” he said, handing you a note.

Too bad you’re at the station, (Y/N). You’re missing all the fun.

You shuddered, looking at the familiar cursive handwriting. You glanced to Antonio and Voight, then set the note on the desk. “So? He’s taunting us. Playing us. We can’t let him win by reacting to this.”

Antonio sighed and put his hands to his head, obviously stressed. Voight looked over Antonio, then looked to you with a soft shrug. “The safest place for you is here.”

“What?” You retorted, frowning. “You can’t bench me, Sarge. That’s hardly fair.”

“No, no, he’s right,” Antonio huffed. “I’m sick of telling you, over and over, (Y/N). You shouldn’t be on this case. You’re too close to it. He’s obsessed with you.”

“I could say the same about you,” you huffed in reply, rolling your eyes and crossing your arms. “I am fine.”

Antonio took a few steps toward you, grabbing your shoulders. “Just please, stay here from now on. Until we catch him. Please.”

“It’s an order,” Voight confirmed. “Sorry, (Y/N), but my number one rule here is that everyone goes home at the end of the night.”

“I thought it was to tell you the truth so you can lie for us?” You rolled your eyes again, shrugging Antonio off you and walking out of the office. You sat at your desk, frustrated by the men benching you, especially when Yates was pining for your attention. They could use you to play him.

Everyone went back to their work, trying to find Yates. A few hours went by, and you rubbed your eyes, having been staring at the computer screen nearly the whole time. You let out a deep sigh, but looked up when Kim got the attention of everyone in the bullpen.

“The desk sergeant just called up. A package was just hand-delivered to the front desk, addressed to (Y/N).”

You stood, frowning. Everyone’s gaze shifted to you, then back to Kim, before eventually settling on Sergeant Voight. He looked around and nodded. “Evacuate. Bomb protocol. Someone call in the bomb squad.”

You grabbed your coat, heading outside with the rest of the unit. Antonio stood beside you, a hand on your back. You sighed. “A bomb? Not his style.”

“Maybe, maybe not. He could be trying something new.”

“He probably thinks he has to, since none of you will let me out of the district.”

Antonio sighed again, looking down at you. “It’s to protect you. Why can’t you understand that I just want to protect you?”

“I know you do, and I understand it, but being overbearing like this isn’t protecting me. It hurts me.”

“If it keeps you alive, I’m fine with that,” he said with a small sigh, kissing the top of your head.

You couldn’t help but lean into his shoulder. Because you were among the first out, you were near the back. Your relationship was known, of course, but you liked to keep things private as much as possible. “Jerk,” you mumbled. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he replied, leaning down to kiss you sweetly before pulling away as Voight and the head of the bomb squad came over.

“It’s not a bomb, we x-rayed it.”

“Then I’m going to open it,” you replied with a shrug, moving from Antonio’s arms and toward the box, which was now outside. You slit the box open with a knife and unfolded the flaps. Your face contorted as you found a human hand inside, figuring it was off of the body from earlier that morning. You slowly reached in, pulling out a note that the hand was holding. Swallowing hard, you opened it.

Why won’t you answer when I call?

You frowned, showing the note to Antonio and Voight, then pulling out your phone as it vibrated in your pocket. You looked to them. “It’s a video call,” you said softly. You hit record on your phone before answering, holding it up so you could be seen in the camera.

“(Y/N),” Yates said, holding the camera out so that you could see him and Nelly. “So nice to see you.”

“What do you want from me?”

“You remind me of someone, that’s all. I like seeing you around.”

You hummed. “Is this what you wanted? Attention?” You turned the camera to show everyone around you. “Cause we’re all here.”

“It’s nice, but what I really want is you. We should meet up sometime. Just the two of us.”

“Let the girl go, maybe we can talk.”

“Mmn…” He hummed and held the girl tighter. “You’ll have to find her.”

“If you wanted her, why kill the others?”

He huffed. “Oh no, you’re trying to get me to confess. You’ve got people there, witnesses. Not only that, but I could probably guess that you’re recording me, aren’t you?”

“Just tell me where you are. We’ll talk.”

“Come and find me.”

With that, the camera dropped, showing a picture frame, then the call cut out. You frowned, furrowing your brow and looking to Voight and Antonio. Mouse started to swear, stomping his foot. “The trace couldn’t go through in time. We don’t have him.”

You sighed, playing back the video. You zoomed in on the picture at the end, then gasped. “Guys… I know where he is.” You turned the phone around to show them a picture of you and Antonio from when you first began dating. “That’s in my apartment.”

Antonio’s eyes widened, and he looked to Voight, who nodded. “Let’s hit it. Get the rest of the team.”

You rode beside Antonio, holding his hand and squeezing it. “It’s gonna be alright,” you said softly, though you weren’t sure if you were trying to convince him or yourself. Antonio didn’t say anything, just humming in reply. When you pulled up, the whole team gathered and breached your apartment. There was no sign of Yates, but the girl was stowed away in your closet. You helped her up and stayed with her until she got back to the district.

The detectives from NY promptly interviewed Nelly, finding that she was Yates’ birth sister. The mother detailed that she put him up for adoption in South Carolina when he was young, because he had been a psychopath since birth. They found Yates to be in a frenzy now, wanting revenge on his mother. It gave you hope, thinking that you may just be able to catch him. They planned to raid his mother’s place.

“(Y/N),” Voight said, moving to your desk. “You’re not coming.”

You huffed. “Sarge, not this again.”

“Stay here with Nelly and her mother. They need you.”

With that, Vought walked away. You frowned as you watched him go before Antonio came into your view. You looked up at him. “Yeah, I know, he just told me I can’t go. I don’t have to hear it from you.”

Antonio hummed, looking you over as he leaned his hands on your desk, then leaned down to give you a deep, tender kiss. You blushed, but reciprocated. You loved him. How could you resist? Knowing he could die at any point, every time he left the bullpen, especially if you weren’t there to have his back. You gently reached up, standing to meet him again, and massaged his shoulders. “Hey…” you said softly. “Just… Don’t let him hurt you, okay? If he’s obsessed with me, it means you’re also in danger.”

Antonio hummed and pulled you close, rubbing your back as he embraced you. “I won’t let him get to you. Promise.”

“That’s not what I asked, Antonio,” you huffed, holding him tighter. “Please.”

“I love you. I’ll do whatever it takes to fight for you and protect you, until my last breath.”

Tears came to your eyes. You silently hoped that it wasn’t a trap of some kind, swallowing hard. “Okay,” you replied, voice barely above a whisper. “I love you too.”

He kissed your head, then gently cupped your cheeks, wiping your stray tears away. He kissed you again softly before leaving to suit up with the rest of the team. You swallowed hard and let out a shaky breath, wiping your face and sinking back down to your desk.

“Hey, it’ll be alright,” Mouse said, trying to comfort you.

You looked to him, offering a half-hearted smile. “Thanks.” You sniffled and let out another breath, then tried to focus on the paperwork on the case, pouring over it again to ensure nothing was missed.

After about a half hour, Nelly came to your desk, frenzied. Someone was calling her phone from her dad’s, but it wasn’t him. It was the man who had kidnapped her. You quickly took the phone and instructed her to go back into the room she’d come from, snapping at Mouse to get him to trace the call. You then lifted the phone to take the video call, seeing Yates with Nelly’s father in-hand.

“So good to see you again,” Yates said with a smile. “Oh, sweet (Y/N), what would I do without you?”

“What did you do for the years before you met me?”

“I dunno…” he hummed.

“I figured out who I remind you of.”

“Yeah?”

You walked into the break room, shutting the door. “Your mother.”

Yates huffed a little, tipping his head. “Yeah? Yeah. I guess you do.” He hummed again and stared intently into the camera, as if he could see into your soul. “So, have you figured out where I am, yet? Or, are you going to let this man just die?”

You looked up as Mouse came to the window with an address. You read it over, connecting the dots. “Yes,” you said into the camera. “Your childhood home.”

“Then come. Come and see me, (Y/N)… Or else, he will die. And come alone. I detest those men who decided to leave you behind. So ungrateful. You deserve the same chance they do. You won’t have to prove yourself to me. I already know you. Everything about you.”

“I’ll come,” you said softly.

“See you soon.” Then, the call ended.

You shuddered, setting the phone on the table before quickly grabbing your coat, running to the parking lot. You grabbed your car, driving to the address and calling Voight to let him know. He told you not to engage, but you knew you couldn’t follow that order. You apologized as you put your foot further onto the gas and sped to Yates’ location.

Meanwhile, Antonio pushed the gas pedal as much as he could, knowing you were in danger and might do something stupid. “Dammit, (Y/N),” he mumbled. Suddenly, his phone rang, and he answered the video call, settling his phone in a cradle on his dash so he could pay attention to the road as well as the video.

“Well, well, well,” Yates’s voice rang out. “If it isn’t the infamous Detective Dawson. You should’ve kept a closer eye on her. You know you can’t save her now, right? She’s going to be mine.”

“Like hell she is!”

“But she’s rushing to my side. She’s coming to save me. And then she’ll be mine. She’ll be mine forever. I’ll be the last thing she sees. The last thing she feels. My name will be the last word on her lips. And you? You will be nothing.”

“You really think that? No. She doesn’t love you. None of those girls loved you!”

Yates huffed and rolled his eyes. “Dear Antonio Dawson, doesn’t even know what love is. Love is seeing the life go out in her eyes, slowly fading away, while she grips to you and pleads out your name.”

Antonio hit the gas pedal to the floor, gripping the wheel as tightly as he could. He was so ready to beat Yates to a pulp. “You lay one finger on her, and I’ll kill you myself.”

“It’ll have been worth it in the end, because she’ll join me in the afterlife.” Yates then looked up, smiling. “Oh, she’s here. I’ll see you soon, Antonio.” The call promptly ended.

Antonio punched his steering wheel, growling as he raced across the busy Chicago city to save you.

You climbed the steps, your gun gripped between your hands, finger on the trigger. You found Yates in a room upstairs with a large hole in the floor. He was holding Nelly’s father over the hole in a chair, a noose wrapped around his neck. “Hello there,” he said softly. “Oh, (Y/N), please come in.”

“Let him go.”

“I don’t think you want me to do that… You know I’m the only thing that’s holding him up, right?”

You sighed, then pulled your hands up, holstering your gun. “Fine. Then let’s talk. You untie him and let him leave here. Then you and I can talk.”

Yates hummed, looking you over. You disliked the way his eyes roamed your body, swallowing hard. He smiled a little. “Uncomfortable?” He asked. “I’m just undressing you a little. I wonder what you look like under there.”

You bit your inner lip, trying to keep your hands from shaking. “Just let him leave here, and we’ll talk. Just you and me. You know you’re running out of time.”

Yates hummed again, then sighed. “Yes, well, he will have to leave here, won’t he?” And with that, he let the chair go, the man going over. The chair fell to the ground, but the man hung in the hole. You gasped, looking down at him. Yates took the chance to grab you, pushing you against the wall. He let his hands roam your body, including your chest and crotch. You cried out, hands pinned at your sides as he pushed his body weight against you, then eventually pushing you to the ground. “You’re everything I imagined you to be, (Y/N),” he mumbled, pushing his lips to your neck and biting down, making you cry out in pain as his teeth broke your skin. He then sucked and licked at the mark he’d given you, grinding down on you, as he was now on top.

You panicked, whimpering and trying to get to the gun on your hip. He growled and pushed down on you harder. “Stop it. Stop!” He grabbed at your arms to subdue you. “Stop fucking fighting me! Stop it, or I’ll fucking kill you! Just like Nadia! Just like those nurses! Just like all the others!”

In the chaos, finally, you grabbed the gun and pointed it at him, shooting him in the chest. The bullet went straight through his heart.

He fell limp immediately on top of you, his blood pouring onto your body from the wound. You cried out again, tears rolling down your face as you pushed his body weight off you. Then, you stood and pointed the gun at him, your hands shaking, ready to pull the trigger if he moves again, even twitched. You didn’t take your eyes off him.

Antonio and Voight got there very soon after, seeing the scene, and you shaking. Voight slowly pushed your arms down to lower your gun. Antonio checked the body, confirming he was dead.

“I-I-I had to,” you mumbled, sniffling and breathing shakily as sobs came to your throat. “I had to!”

“I know,” Voight said softly, gently taking your gun from you and putting it in his own waistband. “It’s okay, (Y/N).”

Antonio came to you quickly, checking you over. He examined your chest, where the blood had stained your shirt, but finding no injury, he turned to your neck. “Hey, we’ll get an ambo here to check you out.”

“Antonio…” you whimpered, your knees buckling beneath you.

He caught you with ease, picking you up bridal style and carrying you out of the room and downstairs. He set you down outside in the grass, still holding you up to stand. “It’s okay, (Y/N), it’s okay. He hurt you. It was a clean shoot.”

“I-I…” You sobbed softly into his shoulder as he held you tightly. “H-He…”

“Shh,” he shushed you. “You don’t have to explain to me. It’s okay. It’s all okay.”

Hours later, after speaking with internal affairs, the paramedics, and anyone else who had questions, you were finally allowed to go home.

Antonio drove you, holding your hand the whole time. Then, he escorted you up to your apartment and inside, helping you into your bedroom. He helped you undress, taking the blood-stained clothes and throwing them in the trash. He knew exactly how you felt about them, without you even having to say. He helped you into the shower, then let you have some time alone as he made some tea for you.

You turned the shower hotter, as hot as it would go, letting it scald your skin. You didn’t know what else to do. You didn’t know what to feel. You didn’t know what to say. The knot in your stomach intensified, making you sick. You heaved up the contents of your stomach and then some, feeling like you had thrown up your entire insides. Your throat burned as you watched it wash down the drain. You fell to your knees as your body betrayed you, sobbing softly. You simultaneously felt everything and nothing. You were so overwhelmed that you were numb. You sobbed yourself sick, heaving now as nothing else came up. You pushed your head against the shower wall, which was cool in comparison to the water. You sobbed and heaved, trembling on the floor of your shower for what felt like days, though only mere minutes before you regained yourself. Your body was still weak, but you managed to turn the shower off. The steam hugged you, even in the absence of the scalding water. You slowly pushed yourself up to get out, then got a towel to dry yourself. You sat on the toilet, swallowing hard as you played out the scenario in your mind, over and over.

What had you been thinking? Antonio was right. You never should’ve left the district. You would’ve been safe there. You trembled as the air grew cooler, leaving bitter kisses on your wet skin. You swallowed hard again, then stood, stumbling into your bedroom and finding some clothes to put on. You were able to find some underpants, but then you found some old sweatpants of Antonio’s that he had left previously. You also found one of his old CPD shirts from the academy. Putting them on, the smell of him comforted you in his physical absence. It helped to soothe your mind, thus soothing your body.

Moving shakily into the living area of your apartment, you looked around for Antonio. He was in the attached kitchen, looking at something on the counter, then turning around with two mugs of tea in his hands. He stopped when he saw you. “Hey…” he said softly. “You look pale…”

You blinked slowly, suddenly exhausted. You moved to the couch, sitting down on one side of it. Antonio moved in beside you, setting the mugs on your coffee table. He put his hands to your face, his fingers surprisingly cold. It felt good to you. You leaned into his touch and closed your eyes.

“(Y/N)…” he murmured, gently holding your face. “What you did in there… it was the right thing to do…”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” you mumbled. “Please… just… hold me…”

“I can do that,” he whispered, nodding and pulling you into his lap, allowing you to sit sidesaddle. He brushed wet strands of hair from your face, grabbing your mug of tea for you. “Here, sip.”

“Toni…” you mumbled, shaking your head. “I just threw up all of my insides…”

“Just sip. You’ll feel better. Please.”

You sighed, but took a small sip of the tea, swallowing it before resting your head on his shoulder. He set the tea down, and rocked you gently, kissing your head and whispering sweet things in your ear for a while before just rocking you in silence.

“I’m sorry,” you finally whispered, breaking the silence.

“(Y/N)…”

“I should’ve listened to you… to Voight…”

Antonio sighed softly. “What’s done is done… I am always here for you… no matter what you choose. I just… I almost lost you today… I never want to lose you. You and my kids, you’re the best things to ever happen to me. I never want to lose any of you. That’s why I have this job. Taking these guys off the streets so that they don’t hurt you or Diego or Eva.”

“I know,” you mumbled, pushing your face into his neck, accidentally reminding yourself of the bite mark on your own. Your hand moved up to feel at the tender skin, wincing as you ran the pads of your fingers across every groove his teeth had left. You sniffled, trying not to cry again.

“Hey, hey,” Antonio gently grabbed your hand, holding it instead so you couldn’t feel the mark. “Shh, you’re safe now. I’ve got you. I’ve always got you.”

“I love you,” you whispered, sniffling again as a stray tear escaped your eye.

“I love you too, (Y/N).” He rubbed your back with his free hand, just holding you, all night long.

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wondergotham · 2 months

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Will there be a continuation of “Guess who’s Back” where Jerome takes Bruce and reader hostage at the circus along with him being obsessed with her

I’ve been getting this question a lot👀

I wasn’t going to but since it’s being requested a lot I would like to finish it🤭I wrote part 3 in 2017 so my writing has definitely improved.

I would like to give it the ending it deserves so I’ll mostly likely have part 4 up before Tuesday💕

#bruce wayne #bruce wayne imagine #bruce wayne x reader #gotham imagine #gotham #gotham!bruce wayne

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wondergotham · 2 months

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Booze & Billionaires

Request: “Maybe for the Gotham! Bruce Wayne x reader based on the club scene, she gets worried about him and takes care of him after his hungover”

Pairing: Bruce Wayne (Gotham) x Reader

A/N: Thank you for requesting this! I missed writing for Bruce🫶🏻 The last time I did was back in 2019 omg I hope my writing is better!

It was the weekend but for a Friday night it was pretty boring. After coming home from school and taking a long nap you decided to stay in, order food and binge-watch something on TV.

You were relaxing and glued to your show when you got a phone call from Selina. You glanced at the clock and it was 11:47.

Because of the loud music in the background, you knew that she was at work in The Sirens nightclub.

“Y/n you’ll never guess who’s here.”

“Who?” You asked.

“Bruce.”

You huffed, “Seriously is he still doing his whole billionaire brat act?”

“Yup and I don’t think he’s gonna stop anytime soon. You need to get over here and knock some sense into him. Take him back to the manor too.”

Selina knows you and Bruce like each other. But she couldn’t say anything because you both made her swear not to. So although she wanted to play matchmaker she knew she couldn’t betray you both.

As much as she loved you guys she knew that it would be up to the two of you to figure it out.

“I don’t know Selina. It’s best if he just deals with this on his own.”

“Y/n you and I both know that he needs you. This is a cry for help. Bruce is too stubborn to admit it but he’s hurt. Please try....just this once?” She pleaded. You could practically see the expression on her face.

You sighed, “Okay, let me change and I’ll be there in 10-15 minutes.”

“Thank you seriously, I owe you.”

After your phone call with Selina you hesitantly changed. You had no idea how your interaction with Bruce would go. You just hoped you could get through him.

But would you even have luck? Alfred and Selina weren’t able to knock some sense into him what made you think you’d be able to?

You’d just have to hope for the best.

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As soon as you walked into the club you wanted to turn around and walk away but Selina stopped you.

Bruce looked like shit. He was already drunk and it was barely 12am. His dark sunglasses hung on the chest pocket of his blue satin shirt.

“We had to kick him and his friends out. They’re already wasted as fuck and are causing problems.” Selina rolled her eyes.

“This isn’t like him.” You shook your head. “His stupid little act needs to come to an end I’m sick of it.”

“Me too.” Selina paused before turning to face you. “Listen Y/n. I know this isn’t easy but you’re the only one that can pull him out of this dark place.”

“Why do you seem so certain about that?” You asked. You couldn’t understand why she had so much faith in you.

“Because you’ve known him for years. It’s not rocket science and he cares about you. Listen I know what I’m talking about. Go talk to him. I’ll be here if you need anything okay?”

Once again you were hesitant. You bit your lip and looked over at drunk Bruce. You loved that boy. You weren’t going to give up on him so easily.

“Okay.” You stated. “And thanks for calling me Selina. I wouldn’t have wanted anything bad to happen to him.” She nodded and you walked towards Bruce.

Your heart was beating wildly. Bruce slightly closed his eyes. The alcohol was definitely taking over, he was close to blacking out.

You gave his bodyguard a quick smile and nod as he stepped to the side. Selina probably told him you’d be helping him take Bruce to the manor.

“Hey Bruce.” You whispered.

“Hmm.”

His only response.

You lifted your hand and lightly tapped his cheek. “Bruce.”

The boy opened his eyes completely. A drunken grin spread across his face.

“Y/n! What are you doing here?” He slurred.

Holy shit.

The strong scent of liquor invaded your nose instantly. Bruce was definitely gone.

“You’re going home okay? You’re drunk.” You stated.

“B-but it’s o-only twelve……”

“Yeah but you’re completely fucked up so we’re taking you to the manor.” You gave a signal to his bodyguard.

You both stared to lift up Bruce. You had his left arm over your shoulders while his guard had the other side.

Bruce whined, “Ugh you guys are no fun. I'll still be back tomorrow!”

This was going to be a long car ride to the manor.

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Surprisingly you made it to the manor without Bruce throwing up in the car. But you knew you wouldn't be able to leave him alone because if it didn't happen on the way home it would happen soon.

As much as you didn't want to be in the manor once he woke up you didn't want anything happening to him.

You thanked his bodyguard as he placed Bruce on his king-sized bed and wished him goodnight. The drunk Bruce Wayne was officially your problem now.

It was going to be a very long night.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when Bruce suddenly spoke, "Mmm you look beautiful you know that right?"

"Bruce you don't know what you're saying. You're drunk." You shook your head as you pulled the blanket over him.

You don't know how he did it but he managed to change out of his clothes and into his pajamas. Which consisted of a black pullover sweater and gray joggers.

"Well you know what they say....A drunk mind speaks a sober heart."

You sighed and walked over to him.

"Although that is sweet of you to say. You've been a complete asshole for weeks now. One compliment isn't going to fix what you've done Bruce. All the shit you've put me and Alfred through."

The expression on Bruce's face changed.

"I know. I've hurt the people I love most. But I swear I'll make it up to you when this all wears off." He slurred.

Bruce was about to lie down when a nasty feeling spread across his stomach.

"I think I'm gonna-"

He quickly threw his covers off and ran to the bathroom. Luckily it wasn't too far since it was connected to his room.

As he emptied the alcohol in his stomach you couldn't help but feel bad. You went into the bathroom and rubbed his back as he threw up.

"You're okay Bruce, I'm here. Just let it out."

It felt like an eternity until he finally stopped. You closed the lid on the toilet and flushed it.

Bruce rinsed his mouth before you helped him back into his bed.

"Thank you Y/n for being here. Even after everything."

You were about to answer but he fell asleep in an instant. It was 2am now.

"I'll be here when you wake up." You placed a kiss on his forehead before going to the couch across his bed. You pulled a spare blanket over your body and fell asleep soon after.

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The events of the night before had taken a toll on you but somehow you managed to wake up when you heard the sound of bed sheets moving.

Slowly opened your eyes letting them adjust to the sunlight coming from Bruce’s large windows.

Bruce winced as he opened his eyes. You quickly closed one of the windows to avoid making his hangover worse.

“How’s the hangover?” You asked. “My head is killing me.” He replied.

He didn’t even question your presence. He remembered bits and pieces of last night. Although he was drunk he remembered calling you beautiful and saying he would fix things.

He shook his head in embarrassment. He didn’t want things to be awkward now. He didn’t want to lose you.

“I figured, there’s a pill and some water. That should help. I also brought some Alka-Seltzer for hangover relief, it will definitely get rid of it. Just make sure to take 2 tablets, dissolve them in water.”

You were an expert when it came to hangovers having dealt with hungover friends and a few nights yourself. You had the best cures.

“Thank you Y/n. Seriously even after the way I’ve treated you you still took care of me.” He was extremely thankful but embarrassed that he acted like such an asshole.

“Yeah well that’s the difference between you and I Bruce. I don’t have the heart to treat people the way you do even after they’ve treated me horribly. I sincerely hope you feel better, but my job is done.” You grabbed your things and walked right out his bedroom.

But no Bruce couldn’t let you leave. You were walking down the hall towards the kitchen when you heard him.

“I told you I would make it up to you.”

You turned around with a confused expression on your face, “What are you talking about?”

“I was drunk, but I remember everything. I said you looked beautiful and that I would fix things when the liquor wore off. I meant every single word.” Bruce was standing in front of you now. “I’m sorry Y/n I’ve been a complete asshole.”

You shook your head, “Sorry doesn’t cut it Bruce. You said some mean things to Alfred and I. It’s gonna take more than just an apology. You have to show us that you’ve changed.”

“I know. He said the same thing. But I don’t care how long it takes I’m going to prove to you both that I changed. Y/n I’ve always liked you. And I hate the fact that I hurt the girl I’ve always had feelings for.”

Wait did he just confess?

“Well how do you think I felt? The boy I’ve had a crush on for years pushed me away. It sucked Bruce.” He looked down in shame but you lifted his chin with your hand. “But I’m willing to forgive you….its just going to take some time.”

“I have all the time in the world. I promise I’m going to make it up to you.”

“You better, billionaire brat.” You punched him lightly and he chuckled.

“I swear that was the first and last time I ever act like that.”

“You better.” Without warning you hugged him. He was surprised at first but wrapped his arms around you. He smiled as his chin rested on top of your head.

“I missed you, I’m glad you’re back.” You lifted your head and kissed his cheek.

He blushed immediately, “Me too. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”

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Bruce Wayne (Gotham) Masterlist

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Maybe for the Gotham! Bruce Wayne x reader based on the club scene, she gets worried about him and takes care of him after his hungover

Love this idea! I’ll get right on it, I have today & tomorrow off from work🤭

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wondergotham · 2 months

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Gotham! Bruce Wayne x reader based on the club scene episode

I’ve been waiting for a Gotham!Bruce request😩Yes! Is there anything specific that you want? Just so that I have a better idea💕

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wondergotham · 3 months

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I just started re-watching it! But I’m gonna start writing for it again cause I miss it🥲So get back into it, it’s never too late🫶🏻

Every once in a while I get the urge to get back into the Gotham fandom and rewatch the show and then I remember it's been over for three years and everyone has probably moved on 😭

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wondergotham · 3 months

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Bruce Wayne (Gotham) Masterlist

Requests are open!

01. Guess Who’s Back - Part 1

02. Guess Who’s Back - Part 2

03. Living Nightmare

04. Battle Scars

05. Anything for You

06. Life on the Line

07. Love Never Dies

08. Dance Lessons

09. My Hero

10. Tickle Fight

11. Let Me Love You

12. Close Call

13. Guilt

14. Guess Who’s Back - Part 3

15. Infected

16. Coming Clean

17. Back To You - Part 1 | Part Two | Part Three

18. Charity Ball

19. Booze & Billionaires

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wondergotham · 3 months

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Requests Open!

So I started re-watching Gotham a few days ago. It's actually been a couple of years since I last saw it.

Which is why I am opening up my requests for Bruce Wayne imagines! (Specifically for Gotham only)

I have several days off from work so I will be completely free with a lot of time to write them! So please send them in.

➡️Request here⬅️

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wondergotham · 4 months

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I just saw it on Friday!

So send me your Orm requests👀🤭

seeing aquaman 2 on Wednesday! Expect lots of orm fics!

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wondergotham · 5 months

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How about a batman x female! Reader heavily pregnant but goes into labour and is giving birth while batman is occupied and the joker is in the Manor trying to get her!

Hello, sorry it took me so long to get to this😅 It was my last semester of college & I was really busy.

I will write this with Battinson in mind!

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wondergotham · 5 months

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Requests Open!

Please send whatever your heart desires lol. A girl is bored & I need to write😅

These are the fandoms↩️ I write for. I write for everything except smut!

#requests open #jason todd x you #jason todd x reader #batfam x reader #batfam imagine #eggsy uwin x reader #eggsy unwin imagine #marvel imagine #chicago pd #jay halstead imagine #antonio dawson imagine

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wondergotham · 5 months

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Jason Todd Masterlist

˗ˏˋBatman: Wayne Family Adventuresˎˊ˗

1) Relief

(Taking requests for this version of Jason!❤️)

˗ˏˋTitansˎˊ˗

01. A New Beginning

02. Love At First Sight

03. Destined Together

04. I’m Sorry

05. Dressed Up (Short Imagine)

06. Your Hero

07. Your Hero - Part II

08. Heal a Broken Heart (Completed Series)

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wondergotham · 6 months

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This is a gentle reminder that your favorite writers are busy. Many of us have jobs, families, school, outside responsibilities that pull us in a lot of directions. If you're eager for more of a story, a comment like "update pls" or "update soon!!!" does not actually help. If you want to get the creative juices flowing, come ask us questions! I promise you your fave is going to be so happy that you show interest and reach out.

Remember, we are doing this for fun. Help make it fun for everyone involved. Including the writer.

Sincerely,

A very tired writer

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wondergotham · 6 months

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Since it's spooky szn my IT phase is coming back👀

If you guys have any requests please send them to me! My inbox is empty

Imagine: Reuniting with The Gang to Take Down Pennywise

“Well cheers for coming back to Derry to take down this fucking clown once and for all.” Richie piped up causing Y/N to chuckle.

“Cheers!” Beverly said being the first one to lift up her beer.

“Cheers!”

Everyone hit each other’s glass cups or beer bottles together before taking a swig of whatever they were drinking.

“You can say that again.” Y/N smiled before lifting the bottle to her mouth.

#it #it imagine #it movie imagine #it movie 2017 #it movie 2019 #bill denbrough #eddie kaspbrak #richie tozier #mike hanlon #ben hanscom #beverly marsh #stan uris #stan uris imagine #stan uris x reader #it 2017 imagine #it 2017 #it 2019 #it chapter 2 #it chapter two

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wondergotham · 8 months

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Always accepting requests for Gotham especially for Bruce!

Gotham Finale!

As you all probably know Gotham came to an end after 5 years😭 Today’s episode did not have a perfect ending but it still was beautiful nevertheless. I’m so glad we got to see our favorite characters grow up and BRUCE BECOMING BATMAN I’M SO PROUD OF MY BABY.

WITH that being said I will STILL continue to write imagines for my beloved TV show it inspired my username on this account so it would only be fair if I continued to honor my favorite show.

Keep sending in those Gotham requests and let’s save our show. If Netflix can pick up Lucifer they can pick up Gotham!

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wondergotham · 8 months

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Relief

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of death & SPOILERS:

Based on Wayne Family Adventures “Mask Off” (Ep. 104)

(Y/v/n = Your vigilante name)

"My tech shows that the bomb has just over two minutes til' detonation. Does everyone have their hostages?" You heard Babs ask through the comms.

Steph: "I've got mine."

Tim: "Robin, Y/v/n & I have ours."

You smiled reassuringly at the little blonde boy you had rescued. He said we was with his little sister. Although she wasn't with any of you you were sure someone else on the team had her.

"It's okay sweetie I'm sure one of our friends has her. Don't worry." You ruffled his hair causing him to smile.

"Just made it, but Red Hood is still in there!" You heard Duke inform.

Your eyes widened in fear. You turned back towards the building all of you had just escaped.

They knew what you were thinking.

Tim walked towards you and whispered so only you could hear him.

"Y/n I'm sure Jason's fine." He reassured you while placing his hand on your shoulder.

But your heart rate picked up as you heard Babs, "Red Hood we need a status update."

"Almost--"

Jason.

You shook your heard.

"No. I can't-I can't lose him again." You look at Tim and Damian before taking off.

"Y/v/n!" Damian yelled.

"Dammit!"

"Babs send me his location, I'm gonna find him!" You huffed.

The adrenaline flowed through your body as you ran up the stairs and into the building. Any gadget in your belt wouldn't stand a chance against your speed.

Barbara would have protested but seeing as your location on her screen quickly moved into the building she didn't hesitate.

"On it Y/v/n!"

"FIFTY SECONDS." Barbara informed Jason simultaneously.

Meanwhile Jason was trying to get his hostage, a little blonde girl to come with him.

"Please be okay. Please I can lose you again." You thought as you started panting.

"THIRTY SECONDS."

You screamed in frustration and ran even faster as you saw Jason's location on your watch

"TEN SECONDS! RED HOOD, WHAT'S YOUR STATUS?"

"Y/N seek cover NOW."

"NO Babs. I'm not resting until I find him!"

"You don't have to be scared anymore. We can find your mom and dad together. I promise." Jason finally managed to get through the little girl.

He sighed in relief as she grabbed his hand. He wasted no time in taking it and pulling her close to him. The bomb went off but Jason barely felt it as he hid behind a pillar and crouched down.

Smoke and a few flames engulfed the room but they were okay.

"RED HOOD, STATUS! DO YOU READ ME?"

Silence.

"COME IN, RED HOOD!"

"ARE YOU THERE?"

Nothing.

"JASON!"

"Copy that. I've got her."

Barbara sighed in relief before realizing........

You were still there too.

"Jason is Y/n with you?!"

"What? No! Why would-" He stopped himself before it hit him.

You went back for him.

"No......don't tell me." Babs could hear the pain in Jason's voice.

"Y/n come in!" Babs exclaimed.

"It's okay. I'm here." You replied coughing a bit. Your ears were still ringing a bit from the blast. Your suit was dirty and completely covered in ash.

The entire team sighed in relief. They felt an enormous weight off their shoulders. It felt like they could breathe again.

"Love really makes people do stupid things." Damian sighed.

Jason turned around and there you were. Standing in all your glory, right across from him.

He gently placed the little girl down next to him. But she didn't realize because she was too busy playing with his helmet.

He sighed in relief before running up to you. You ran to him too but he caught up with you in an instant. Jason picked you up and embraced you tightly.

"I thought I lost you, again." Your voice cracked as a few tears slid down your face.

Jason shook his head, "And I thought I lost you."

He placed kisses all over your ash covered face.

"You shouldn't have done that Y/n. You know we're not supposed to go back." He wasn't scolding you. You could tell just how frightened he was.

"I know Jay but I just-I couldn't lose you. God, not again. I could actually do something about it. Last time I couldn't. So I had to try." You cried.

That was it. That's what Jason was worried about. You kept blaming yourself for his death. You still couldn't forgive yourself.

"Sweetheart you have to understand. It wasn't your fault. I thought we talked about it." He wiped your tears away with his gloved hands.

"I know, we did. I just can't forgive myself Jay. I don't know why."

He pulled you into his chest and rubbed circles on your back.

"We'll talk about it when we get home. I'm just glad you're okay. You have no idea how scared I was when Barbara asked if you were with me."

"I'm sorry Jay." You sighed.

"It's okay doll. We're okay. I love you." He said staring into your eyes.

"I love you too."

A giggle caused you and Jason to look up. It was the hostage he had rescued. She was trying to place his helmet over her head.

"I'm gonna need that back." He said.

You chuckled before looking at him again.

"You know I could see something like this playing out in the near future."

Jason raised his eyebrows before giving you a small smirk.

"Oh really? Maybe we can get a head start later?"

You smacked his arm playfully as you laughed.

"In a few years love. We've still got plenty of time."

He groaned before kissing your cheek and placing his arm around your shoulder, "As you wish princess."

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