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I understand the temptation, but it’s kinda rude to send authors the exact same request y’all. We all try to do our own thing, and I personally would be pissed off if I’d spent days working on a request only for someone else to have written the same thing.

Please don’t do that. All of us have been super clear about what we want to write and if we’re open to requests. Choose who you think the prompt suits best and send to them.

If you’re like “but they might not write it,” you’re 100% correct. They might not. If you want it written that badly, write it yourself.

Sorry if this is brutal, but as the grandmother of this group, I’ll happily be the one who lays down the basic rules of fanfic fandoms. Treat your authors with respect, please.

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Hey, I hope you're doing well. What chance is there that we'll have a fifth of Running Home? 🥺

I might have an idea or two (they haven't been writing very well though, if you will) but if people have suggestions I'd love to hear them

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Show and Tell Wynonna Earp Master List

Last Updated: August 5, 2023

Kat Barrell

Embryo - Fakeout out pregnancy (?), fluff otherwise

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Wynonna Earp Master List

Last Updated: August 5, 2023

Kat Barrell

Embryo

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Embryo - Kat Barrell Imagine

A/n: Just a short thing on Kat's little mishap during the 2019 ClexaCon.

This is a Intersex!Reader, I think. Also Non-Binary!R.

This is the vid, time stamp is around 31:00 but watching the whole thing is recommended.

Sorry for any mistakes, please enjoy.

The host of the panel brought on a new topic for Dom, Kat, Y/n, and Emily to answer.

A question that provoked them to inform everyone about future projects.

Dom talking about Seasons of Love and the trip to Brazil.

And then the spotlight went to Kat, who mentioned being at the beginning of projects. Y/n was smiling and nodding, knowing their fiancée has put a lot of work into film-making recently.

"And, well, if you'd call it a project we're planning a wedding." The crowd cheered as Y/n kissed Kat briefly on her temple.

"I think we're almost done with that one anyway." The fans got louder as Y/n unintentionally hinted that it would be happening soon.

Kat continued, "Actually, yeah. We have a lot of stuff already decided and just waiting for the right time to set in motion when everyone's life is a little less hectic."

Y/n nodded along, hearing the crowd cheer again when a fan in the crowd caught Y/n's attention.

It was a sign being held up and Y/n was leaning forward to read it when Kat was talking about going back to school.

"...and so those are the two things and then one more like little thing-y. It's an embryo right now-"

Y/n snapped back in the chair. Looking right at Kat before realizing the chair wasn't ready for such momentum.

"So it's coming-" Just as a fan let out a shout to make Kat realize it was taken the wrong way.

The next thing everyone knew was a vaguely heard, "Oh no." before Y/n went back and went to the ground along with the chair.

"No, not that!" Kat tried to settle people down before looking next to her to see Y/n with a horrified expression.

The crowd was in disarray as Kat panicked to see if Y/n was okay.

"I'm so sorry, bubs."

"Kat Barrell, you almost gave me a heart attack!"

Y/n was trying to laugh it off, getting up with the help of Kat. Dom putting Y/n's chair upright.

Everyone got themselves situated as Kat tried to mend her mistake a little more, most of the attention was on Y/n who was still seemingly shaken by everything.

"Not a baby. I am not pregnant. Let's be clear."

Instead of sitting back in the chair, Y/n got behind Kat and hugged her while she sat down and addressed the crowd and everyone.

Everyone was having a good laugh at the situation, Kat going on to clarify she meant her first feature as a director and nothing else.

Y/n quietly moved back to their seat, Kat turning and asking, "Y/n, you okay?"

Just nodding, Y/n said, "It's alright, my life flashed before my eyes but it's fine."

Kat apologizes further by kissing Y/n's hand and holding it.

The crowd laughed again, Y/n knowing they took it as a meaningless joke.

"No really you guys. I don't think you know how real of a possibility this is."

Y/n let out a tense chuckle, being careful not to do it in the mic but then realizing what was being hinted at.

The host put out an inquiry, "And how real is that if you don't mind me asking?"

Hesitant to reveal this, Y/n never wanted to shout it to the rooftops afraid of their employability being affected more than anything.

"Well not a lot of people know but I was born intersex and for those that don't know it being born with a mix of female and male anatomy. So yes, me getting someone pregnant is a possibility."

Y/n felt Kat's hand squeeze tighter around theirs, Kat knowing Y/n never planned to go public with this.

The crowd just cheered, all for different reasons but it made Y/n a little bit more comfortable.

"Out of all the ways I excepted this panel to go, this was not one of them."

Laughter ensued and they went on to finish the panel, Y/n and Kat dotting on each other for a while before they had to leave.

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Show and Tell Supergirl Master List

LAST UPDATED: July 15, 2023

LENA LUTHOR

- Thunder storms and cuddles - Fluff

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Show & Tell Chicago Fire/PD Master List

LAST UPDATED: July 14, 2023

FIRE

SYLVIE BRETT

- What Are You Doing? (Part 1, ) - Mentions of being in military and scars from that, fluff otherwise.

STELLA KIDD

PD

HAILEY UPTON

KIM BURGESS

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Show and Tell - Uswnt/Woso Master List

LAST UPDATED: July 27, 2023

WARNING - Show & Tell versions of MasterLists Spoil the fic for a safe reading experiance

TEAM

- I Never Knew - Very angsty there is a warning before the fic of all the things in there, happy ending but it's a roller-coaster to get there

- No Warnings - Fluff, bullying included

- She's been corrupted! (Part 1, Part 2) - Fluff for both

- New to this - Being overwhelmed by Social media, autism-hate(?)

- Late to the Game - Fluff

KRASHLYN

- I’m Back - Mentions of being in military via bad dream and introduction at the beginning, fluff otherwise

- Meet Your Sister (Part 1, Part 2) - pt2 has hinted self-deprecation, fluff otherwise

- Running Home (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4) - a.b.o fic - Separation-anxiety, insomnia, and anorexic

- I Dare You - a.b.o fic ? - Dealing with homophobia, brief classism mentioned if Alpha and Omega count

- Short-Fuse - bad refs, fluff otherwise

- Blankie! - Child!R, fluff

- Love is the best medicine - Fluff

- Oh, Really? - Very suggestive smut (?) Fluff otherwise

- Quality Time - Bad communication, mentions of possible cheating, fluff ending

- Snuggles - Fluff

- Scary Man! - Fluff

- Not As Bad As It Looks - Blood mentioned, homophobia and slur mentioned.

TOBIN HEATH

- The Chill Isn’t Working - Fluff

- No One Likes Being Hurt - bad communication, mentions of soccer injury, fluff ending

- Stars Colliding - Fluff

- Paint My Love - Vandalism(?), escaping arrest, and suggestive end

CHRISTEN PRESS

- It’s You and Me - Fluff with angst sprinkled throughout

- Ride or Die (Part 1, Part 2) - Fluff

- Baby Fever - Fluff

ALEX MORGAN

- Not Made Of Stone (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4) - Pt1 is fluff, Pt2 has mentions of young character death, Pt3 and 4 are fluff

ROSE LAVELLE

- What is happening?! - Fluff

BECKY SAUERBRUNN

- The Red Skull - Fluff with small suggestive bit in middle

ALYSSA NAEHER

- No, My Fiancée - Mentions of concussions, fluff

KRISTIE MEWIS

- Amuse Me - Fluff

JULIE JOHNSTON/ERTZ

- Loki did what?! - Fluff

JESSIE FLEMING

- Once Rivals (Spy AU) - Torture, blood, and brief character death

If you want me to write one for your favorite player(s) just go to my blog and type it into the ask me or message me. No guarantees though. I also do AUs so please include that if you want.

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Late to the Game (Uswnt x Reader)

Not Requested

Sorry for any mistake, please enjoy.

"Kelley I swear if you don't-

"Sorry Y/n, I can't hear you from all the way down there."

Kelley teased the youngest player of the national team by resting herself on Y/n while propping herself up.

The 17-year-old let out a huff, as the teammates around them laughed at Kelley's antics. Only a handful of them had seen the look in Y/n's eyes that told them this was about to take a turn.

Taking a large step to the side Y/n caused Kelley to fight gravity which was a losing battle.

O'Hara basically face-planted it on the turf and everyone burst out laughing.

Y/n chucked along as Kelley got up.

"You think that's funny?" Kelley teased.

Y/n replied, "Absolutely hilarious."

Causing O'Hara to purse Y/n while shouting, "Get back here shortstack!"

-----

Y/n went to get a ball from off the sidelines, picking it up in hopes of doing a few tricks to pass the time during a small break in practice.

Until O'Hara bumped into Y/n by accident. "Oh, sorry L/n-"

"It's fine-"

"Guess I just didn't see you from all the way down there."

"It's one freaking inch," Y/n said exasperated, over the fact that Kelley kept pointing it out.

Kelley chucked to herself, "That's what she said."

On any other day, Y/n would have found that humorous as well.

But not today.

"That's it!"

Y/n tackled Kelley to the ground, putting her in a headlock, and attempting to give Kelley a noogie.

They tossed with each other for a few minutes gaining the attention of most of the team.

"Hey look, they're starting a new line of mini WWE Wrestlers for the national team."

Sam and Sonnett joked as they saw Y/n and O'Hara's roughhousing had turned into a little bit of a wrestling match.

Unfortunately, for them, Kelley and Y/n had also heard the comment.

Partially out of breath, Y/n looked at Kelley, "Truce?"

"Truce."

The two grinned and Sonnett and Sam soon realized their mistake.

"Nonononon- wait!"

Nothing was stopping Kelley as she tackled Sonnett to the ground while Y/n pursued Sam.

Chasing her, Y/n gained enough speed to leap onto Sam's back dragging her down to the ground the two laughing as they stayed there for a little.

Only interrupted by the whistle calling the whole team to circle up.

Y/n and Sam got up but saw Kelley had sat on Sonnett's back keeping the woman down.

"O'Hara, I'm warning you."

"I'd like to see you- AAAHH!"

Kelley tried to grasp onto something but Sonnett managed to throw Kelley off and get up.

"How's it feel being down there for a change?" Y/n teased.

"Pretty nice actually, maybe move to the left a bit. You're not blocking the sun enough, mini."

-----

Getting ready to leave for the plane, Y was packing some final things.

"Ready to leave already squirt?"

Letting out a heavy sigh, Y/n turned to O'Hara.

"Almost."

"I'm still not sure how you're okay with this."

"Do I have a choice?"

Kelley shrugged her shoulders.

Y/n wasn't going to the World Cup. Reason being there were more players with more caps under them to choose from. Y/n had done the camps and games but just didn't make the cut.

"I mean I know it's not the worst thing possible for you but just saying you've proved your spot more than enough."

"Let's be real here Kels you just need me so you have a headrest."

"That too."

"Just don't lose too badly out there."

Kelley dawning a hurt expression, "I see how it is."

The woman took Y/n by surprise, taking them both down, and roughhousing ended in fits of laughter.

-----

Y/n was woken by the blaring alarm, "Nnnnooooo."

As tempting as the snooze button was Y/n knew being late wasn't an option.

Gathering some belonging and packed luggage Y/n heard a familiar voice from just beyond the bedroom door.

"Sweetheart you up?"

"Yeah, I'll be downstairs in a few Dad."

Getting everything ready, Y/n left a few things by the front door and headed into the kitchen to see Dad and Papa.

"Ready for another camp, sprout?"

"Yeah, although I do wish you'd stop calling me that. The sprouting has stopped in case you haven't noticed."

"And did I ever say anything when you called me Pop-pop?"

Y/n laughed, "I haven't called you that since I was like eight."

"Your point?"

Y/n let out a chuckle, "Okay Pop-pop. I need to get going, don't want to miss my flight."

"Wait, I packed you a small snack."

"Dad small or normal people small?"

Y/n teased Dad knowing sometimes he over-packed.

"Har-har. I just want you to have options."

"Love you too, old man." Y/n kissed his temple as he drank his coffee grabbing the bag that had the 'snack' in it.

Y/n looked down a little as Papa could kiss the top of Y/n's head.

Hurrying out of the house Y/n heard one of them say, "Call us when you land!"

"Always do!"

-----

Y/n walked into the hotel lobby, not seeing anyone else yet Y/n just checked in with the receptionist.

Heading up to the room, Y/n double-checked for any messages left by the team.

Hearing the elevator open to the room floor Y/n walked out and then did a final check on messages from anyone and saw one from Ash.

'Do you have a tall twin by chance?'

Not even replying Y/n looked to the elevator to see Ash and Ali already trying to figure out who just walked past them.

"Hey, guys."

"Bubs?!"

Ali and Ash both said the nickname they personally had for Y/n, shocked that this was the same person.

"A few inches taller but yeah."

Ash, without warning, ran towards Y/n, clinging to Y/n like a koala to a tree.

"No growing up anymore!"

Y/n lightheartedly chuckled, thinking about how Dad and Papa nearly had the same reaction when noticing the very late and sudden growth spurt.

"Don't worry, I think this is as tall as I go."

Y/n put Ash down. Ali was looking at Ash and Y/n with a smile, noticing Y/n must've only been an inch or two taller than Ash.

"It better be." Ash acknowledged that Y/n was the tallest out of the three.

"Alright, come here bubs." Y/n smiled at Ali, not used to leaning down while hugging the majority of the team.

"It's good to see you guys again."

"I didn't know Sam was here." The three heard Crystal's voice, the hug ending.

Y/n turned around, "Hey Dunn."

The woman just put a hand on her hip, "Well if this isn't a surprise."

"Believe me, I'm still getting used to it myself."

"I'm gonna miss my short buddy."

"I mean I'm pretty sure that just means I give better piggybacks."

-----

Giggling and laughter were heard through the hallway to the cafeteria.

Everyone turned to see who was making the commotion.

Suddenly Y/n came through the doorway with Dunn piggybacking. Both laughed at the situation.

Nearly every person froze. Not seeing Y/n since the last camp before the World Cup.

Dunn got off of Y/n's back, giving the young player a pat between the shoulder blades.

"Shortstack?!"

"Hey, Kels," Y/n said nervously as Kelley's jaw went slack.

"You're.... you're..."

"Tower of Power 2.o?"

As Kelley continued to fumble Sam walked up to Y/n, "Damn, yeah. Welcome to tall people club."

Sam smiled seeing Y/n was still around an inch shorter than her.

While everyone went back to what they were doing before the chaos, Sam and Y/n sat together with Kelley, Sonnett, and a few others.

"Hitting your head a lot?" Sam inquired.

"Not as much, mainly when I just don't think about it."

"Don't worry, you'll learn to auto-duck."

Y/n chuckled, "I think I'll just miss the lost bed space. My bed feels so small now."

Sam nodded in solace.

"The price we pay."

"Were you bitten by a radioactive spider?"

The whole table kind of froze and slowly turned to Kelley.

"Not that I recall?" Y/n answered a little confused

"I'll find out soon enough."

"You wanna tango with my extra muscle, O'Hara?"

While not the most notable change in Y/n, the growth spurt caused Y/n to eat more and in turn, needed to work off more food. It also meant more time in the gym to work out some muscles.

Kelley thinking Y/n just meant the height difference mumbled, "The bigger they are, the harder they fall."

Y/n shrugged the woman off.

"Well, none of that matters because now I get to ride all the grown-up rides!"

The enthusiasm caused the room to erupt in laughter.

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Omg. I totally screwed up the request. I’m so sorry. When I wrote this I didn’t know what little!reader was. I just thought it was a different term for child!reader. I’ll find a way to make it up to you Anon.❤️

Krashlyn x little reader. Reader is obsessed with her pacifier and does not want to give it up right before a game. And krashlyn really trying to get her out of her headspace because reader has to play.

Awww, too cute. It's added to the agenda, Anon.

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Ride or Die (Christen Press x Reader) Part 2

Request - there was also a comment on part one

Part 1

Sorry for any mistakes, please enjoy.

“Hey, baby is everything ready?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

Christen let out a deep sigh, Y/n walking up behind her and hugging Christen from behind.

“What’s wrong?”

“I know the team is going to love you but I’m nervous.”

“It’s okay to be nervous angel. They already know about us, so at least that’s out of the way.”

Christen sighed again, about to come up with something else to worry her when there was a knock on the door.

“I’ll get it.” Y/n said leaving a kiss on Press’s shoulder, heading to greet the team.

Just as Y/n opened the door, Sonnett raised her fist to knock again, nearly hitting Y/n. Sonnett gave a semi-apologetic look mumbling “Sorry”.

“It’s alright, come on in guys.”

-----

Everyone comes in with their own snacks and such, Christen and Y/n providing more snacks like nachos. The team getting ready to select a movie, some even suggesting a show to binge until the early hours of the morning.

The team had found places to relax while Ash and Ali along with Y/n and Christen were on the couch.

The two couples watched as the team battled it out. Y/n noticed Christen was trying to put her hair in a simple braid.

“Let me baby,” Y/n mumbled to Press, getting on the back of the couch so Christen didn’t have to move as Y/n braided her hair.

Y/n missed the smiles from Ash and Ali but Christen didn’t, deciding not to point it out.

Some of the team had also noticed the gesture, looking at each other to see how they were going to give the talk.

Christen’s hair was done Y/n moved back, and the two rested against each other, just a handful of players now noticing the two.

-----

Surprisingly the movie was decided and even more surprising is that it was a horror movie.

It didn’t take long for the two to start making their own speculations on why the movie was chosen.

Y/n was leaning towards the idea of the team seeing how easily scared Y/n was. Christen decided to lean more toward how Y/n would react to her being scared.

Luckily for both of them, the movie was one they had seen on one of their first official dates. Although both of them weren’t completely focused on the movie then so there was still a jump scare or two that they didn’t suspect.

In one silent part of the film, everyone got scared by a body falling out of the ceiling nearly deafening each other with their screams.

Y/n had been startled back to reality accidentally zoning out and Christen was admittedly getting a headache from everything.

Before Y/n could raise a question to Press, knowing something was off, Chris simply mumbled “I’ll be right back” and left Y/n on the couch.

Not caring if her teammates were there or not, Y/n moved as quickly as possible to get to Christen to see what was wrong.

Y/n caught up to the woman in their bathroom, seeing Press take some pain medication the concern of one of her old injuries flaring up started to set in.

“I’m getting a headache it’s nothing worth worrying over.”

Christen could sense the uneasiness from Y/n.

So Christen turned toward Y/n, giving a small kiss.

“I promise.”

Y/n just hummed, thinking out loud for a moment.

“You know I could probably still intimidate them into leaving. I haven’t completely trashed my badass reputation in front of them.”

“Yet.”

Y/n chuckled at the comment, “Only for my angel.”

Giving a final kiss they headed back to the group. Kelley makes a joke to the two, “Thought you two got lost back there, we were about to draw straws to see who could take one for the team.”

The two simply rolled their eyes but they were both blushing to some extent, making the group laugh more.

Thinking they’d go back to watching the movie they went back to their spot.

And to everyone’s surprise, Press moved to cuddle with Y/n. As the big spoon and Y/n looking more than content being the little spoon.

Ali and Ash share a knowing look at the couple that everyone missed. The rest were looking at each other again, some started to doubt if they even needed to give Y/n the shovel talk.

-----

With the movie nearing its conclusion, Y/n noticed how Christen’s breathing had evened out.

Carefully moving Christen’s arms that made it to Y/n’s torso, Y/n had gotten up to see Press fast asleep from the pain meds.

Y/n gently picked up and held Press about to carry her to the bedroom but was reminded of the team still being there when one cleared their throat.

“Uhhh...” Y/n took a moment to think of something. Christen distracted Y/n briefly as she held onto Y/n tighter and buried her face in Y/n’s neck, thankfully staying asleep.

“I’m going to make sure Christen gets to bed, I trust all of you remember where the front door is. I’ll be back in a minute.”

Carrying Press to the bedroom, Y/n set her down on the bed. And before Y/n could leave Christen whispered, “Can you stay?”

“I’ll be back in a moment baby.”

Christen nodded and quickly went back to sleep.

-----

Y/n was somewhat surprised to see the team clean up everything, making it nearly spotless, someone even taking care of the plates Y/n had out for everyone.

Biding them all good night and ‘thank you’s Y/n was thrown off when Kelley did the “I’m watching you” gesture.

“I know your game.” And before anything Kelley walked out of the house, happy Press found someone good.

And the team watched Y/n’s head tilt slightly, brows furrowed. They all knew Y/n was too much of a softie to even think about hurting their Press.

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Not Made of Stone (Alex Morgan x Reader) Part 4

Request

Here’s part one, part two, and part three if you need them.

Sorry for any mistakes, please enjoy.

Y/n felt unreasonably nervous, standing outside of Alex’s house. Taking a deep breath Y/n finally knocked on the door.

Waiting for a moment, Y/n was about to check the time when Alex opened up the door.

A blush came over both of them, Y/n was overtaken by Alex’s beauty seeing her dress, having to look away. While Alex felt she had overdressed seeing that Y/n was in jeans and a sweatshirt, looking away embarrassed.

“Um...” Y/n tried to find words.

“Please come in.” Y/n just nodded and mumbled ‘thanks’. About to ask where Charlie was Y/n wasn’t fast enough.

“Let me get changed, Charlie is in the other room.”

“Okay.” Y/n watched as Alex hurried to what was assumed to be her bedroom. Y/n just shrugged it off, heading over to check on Charlie.

Y/n smiled when Charlie giggled, playing with some of her toys.

It took a couple of minutes, and Alex soon came into the room now wearing more casual wear. “Alright, I just need to drop off Charlie at the babysitter’s place, on the way if you don’t mind.”

“Actually I was hoping Charlie could come too.”

“Yeah, sure.” Alex was caught off guard but it was a relief that Y/n wanted to keep Charlie tonight.

-----

Walking into the house Y/n led Alex to the dining room.

“I know it’s not a lot but a simple date is as good as any, right?”

Alex looked around the room to see a blanket fort in the living room, a stack of movies next to the TV and DVD player, and some snacks that Charlie deemed her favorite.

There was a small ding from the kitchen, Y/n going to check the food.

“Dinner’s ready.”

Y/n plated the mac'n'cheese and dino nuggets, bringing over the glasses of apple juice as well.

Saying ‘thank you’ Charlie started eating while Alex was still trying to take it in.

“Don’t worry, it’s vegan,” Y/n tried to get rid of the nerves with a joking tone, “do you like it?”

Alex finally came back to reality, “Yeah I love it. It’s just not what I expected.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“No this is perfect.”

-----

The three of them snuggled into the blanket fort, Y/n about to start the next movie.

“Oh man, I didn’t realize how late it was.” Y/n taking note that Alex and Charlie will have to leave soon.

“Mamma can we stay a little longer?” Charlie asked.

“I have extra pajamas if you guys wanna stay the night.”

Charlie gasped in excitement, “Can we ma, please?”

Y/n hopped not to overstep waiting for Alex’s reaction.

“Sure, that would be nice.” Knowing she was too tired to drive back home and not that she’d decline more time with Y/n.

“Yes!” And with that, Y/n led Charlie to where the spare pj’s were, grabbing Alex’s too.

“You can change in the bathroom, I’ll give these to your mom.”

“Okay.”

Y/n chuckled, loving how the kid didn’t have a care in the world.

Going to the living room Y/n spotted Alex in the kitchen who was doing the dishes.

“You know you don’t have to do that right?”

“I wanted to and you cooked so it’s only fair.”

Y/n wanted to argue but seeing as Alex was drying the last plate it would have been pointless.

About to hand Alex the pajamas Y/n was surprised by the kiss. It made the two tune out the world, enjoying the touch while it lasted.

“What was that for?” Y/n whispered, staying close to Alex.

“A thank you for tonight.”

“You don’t have to thank me for loving two amazing humans.”

Sharing a smaller kiss than before they noticed the footsteps of Charlie coming closer by the moment.

“Come on, I wanna watch Wall-E.” The child’s excitement made both of them laugh.

Y/n stopped Alex before she followed Charlie, “And here, I didn’t want Charlie getting them before you.”

Alex smiled brightly noticing the package of Oreos on the pile of pajamas she was handed.

“My hero.” Alex joked as Y/n followed mini Morgan.

-----

When the end credits rolled, Alex looked over at the two. Y/n was laying down and Charlie made Y/n’s body into a bed both sleeping.

Alex was happily looking at them, kissing both of their foreheads, pulling a blanket over them as she replayed the conversation Y/n had with Charlie when they thought she was still changing.

-----

“Y/n what does love feel like?”

Taken aback, Y/n tried to dodge answering it.

“Wait till you’re older then we can talk.”

“But Y/n.” the small whine and puppy eyes were enough for Y/n to at least try and make an effort to explain.

“Love is when things aren’t perfect but when you’re with that person you love, it feels as close to perfect as it can.”

Y/n hoped to come up with a more solid answer if Charlie asked again but this would have to do for now.

“What about you and Mom?”

Both Alex and Y/n froze not knowing what to do.

Alex was about to come out of her hiding place, hoping to help Y/n but she stopped when Y/n continued.

“I mean yeah, life feels pretty amazing when you and your mom are around.”

“So do I get to start calling you mom?”

“Alright, that’s enough questions for tonight kid. You said you wanted to watch Wall-E?”

“Yeah!”

[agentmaxa]

would a part 4 to Not Made of Stone be possible? i really loved it and think another part, maybe about Alex and r going on a date, would be incredible!

i was thinking maybe when r comes to pick Alex up for the date she's expecting them to do something fancy just the two of them. but then when Alex is saying she has a babysitter setup for Charlie and they just need to drop her off, r just goes 'no need to drop her off, what i have planned includes her'. and then the date is something like r has a blanket fort set up in her living room, a stack of Disney movies, an abundance of Charlie's favourite snacks, and mac'n'cheese 'n' dino nuggies waiting for them at her house.

Added to the agenda, Anon.

[agentmaxa]

Once Rivals (USWNT/Jessie Fleming x Reader)

Request (From a post by @thetheatrelady​) - “A turbulent 1940s romance with spies and betrayals and hidden weapons (feat… krashlyn? Preath? Hm idk)”

A/n; I asked if I could use this for inspo. I did modernize it though. It also gets a little graphic (gore) at the end, somewhat.

Sorry for any mistakes, please enjoy.

“If we don’t nail this dude in the next hour I’m calling it quits,” Y/n grumbled to the com while sipping champagne.

“Thought you loved all of the glitz and glam, L/n.”

Y/n glared at Ashlyn from across the room but they were interrupted.

“Guys check your 4s.”

Y/n pretended to stretch while Ash was less thoughtful about it, trying to see what Tobin was talking about.

“We’re not the only ones on this guy’s tail.”

Christen and Ali walked into the ballroom, Y/n noticing Jessie walking into the crowd to disappear as fast as she could.

“Ali, look at your 10 and 1.” Ali did a sweep of the room noticing Ashlyn and Y/n.

“This just got complicated.”

Both teams had heard of each other but never met, both the best of the organizations they work for.

The teams asking the same question, “Where’s the third one?”

Tobin was watching the perimeter, keeping a check on the security cameras as well. Jessie getting a better vantage point in the room itself.

“Let's just get this over with,” Y/n mumbled as some person started to talk on the stage.

Y/n’s team was in silent agreement, back to looking for the target that they had to capture for interrogation.

Christen’s team had been tasked with finding any information but their ultimate goal was tying up loose ends.

It took a couple of minutes, slowly losing hope the target would show,

“Guys, the-”

Ash’s and Y/n’s coms got cut, all of them were caught off guard when there was a loud bang and then there were smoke grenades thrown into the room.

The guests started to panic while the agents went to work.

Y/n and Ash started to go to work on the police agents that tried to use the smoke, the glasses they temporarily put on allowing them to see through it.

Ali and Christen used this to their advantage, getting past all of the panicking guests and heading off to the restricted areas to find their man.

Y/n noticed there were less than a handful of men left, also noticing Press and Krieger leaving, “Harris, go after those idiots, I got these.”

Ash followed Y/n’s instructions, catching up to the two, Tobin landing next to Ash after coming out of a ventilation shaft.

“Where’s-”

“Fighting police, care to help me with these two?” Tobin smiled, chasing Ali and Press with Ash, going through multiple doors and rooms.

-----

“Why do I always get the dirty work?” Y/n groaned as more elite-looking agents came into the ballroom.

Grabbing a gun off of an unconscious officer, Y/n slid to a flipped-over table firing at the newcomers.

Once the bullets ran out Y/n tossed the gun, grabbing the personal one that was on a holster on Y/n’s leg.

Watching the number of them dwindle down, now only about two left, one got a lucky shot and hit Y/n’s gun.

“Dammit.”

Y/n growing frustrated as the gun was now unusable, “Really dude?! You know how hard it is to find a good gun that doesn’t jam with my line of work?!”

Hearing the footsteps get closer, Y/n grabbed the destroyed gun and grabbed a throwing knife. Y/n kicked the table towards the agents, throwing the gun at one and the knife at the other.

The one that got impaled, fired his gun off randomly. The gun knocked the other unconscious.

Y/n got a gun from another officer’s holster, checking the ammo, and jogging after Ash but a shadow caught Y/n’s attention following it instead.

Ash and Tobin stopped when they entered a room that looked like an office, seeing Krieger holding a gun to their target’s head, and Christen standing in front of the man.

“Who are you?!”

“That doesn’t answer my question, who is your boss?”

Ash and Tobin listened but Christen saw the two and used them to her advantage when the guy still didn’t talk,

“I’m what you would call the nice cop compared to the other women in the room, so give me the information or find out just how painful we can make it for you.”

“I-I don’t know I swear.”

Ali caught on to what Christen was doing, turning the man around to see the other two agents,

“Not going to lie, our mission is to kill you once we get what we need, like she said it’s up to you if you want to you if we have to force it out of you.”

“I don’t know anything!”

“Wrong answer.”

-----

Y/n rounded the corner, ending up in a room with a lot of computers in it, “what the hell.”

Looking at the end of the room, Y/n saw Jessie downloading information, “So we meet again.”

Fleming looked at Y/n, hiding her shock, “Your team is a mess, you’re even late to the event your target is at.”

“And yours is any better? You speak so highly like you should have known the cops were coming.”

Y/n made an accusation, “No but the other two made it off pretty quickly, you called them didn’t you?”

“Beautiful and smart, too bad we don’t meet more.”

“What a shame indeed.” Y/n resisting to look at Jessie’s lips, maintaining eye contact until the computer made a beep, Fleming looking back at it.

Jessie grabbed a flash-drive from it saying, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to keep my team in check.” Then ran out of the room.

Y/n looking at the second drive on the table, “Likewise.”

-----

Y/n entered the office, looking at the poor man who had a bloody nose, noting blood also on Ash’s hand, “I can’t believe you haven’t broken anything yet.” Y/n said jokingly at the two, then noticed the other two women.

“No, please! That’s all!”

“Oh what a sorry sight you were when you cracked, I beat.” Y/n doing a half squat in front of the man, now seeing the dried tears, trying to make eye contact with him to help tell if he was telling the truth or not.

“Think we got everything out of him?”

“Maybe, want to give it a try?”

Y/n noticed the man started to tremble, also the foul smell that hit, “Christ, this one pissed himself.”

Y/n laughed, walking away, next to Tobin and Ash. All of them took note of the dark spot on his pants.

“No, I think you got it all out of him, literately.”

Ali and Press looked like they were paying attention to someone speaking to them, probably through their own coms.

“Alright ladies, I also got the flash-drive, I think we can wrap this up.” Ali, not wasting more time, pulled the trigger.

The two walk out of the room, Ali looking to them, Ash in particular, “Next time leave it to the professionals.”

Ash stuck her tongue out at Ali once she turned away, “At least we get the information.” Ash’s tone is almost childish.

“Alright, come on Harris,” Y/n said walking towards the exit.

-----

Y/n walked into the small apartment after the mission, getting ready to go to sleep.

Y/n’s head hitting the pillows, felt like instant relief nearly asleep already.

Too far into dreamland, Y/n didn’t notice the figure that slipped through the now-opened door. The figure then headed to Y/n’s bed straddling Y/n’s waist. Y/n stirred for a moment then went silent.

The figure then drew a knife, holding it against Y/n’s throat.

There was only a moment of hesitation and Y/n’s eyes opened but seemed unfazed by the blade and the person.

Looking at Fleming Y/n said, “You’re getting sloppy Jessie.”

Y/n smiled and then Jessie felt something press against her stomach, Y/n now holding a gun to Fleming.

“Or maybe you’re just getting better.”

Y/n hummed at Jessie, letting the gun go and grabbing Jessie’s chin, pulling her in for a kiss. Savoring the kiss, Fleming pulled the knife away.

“God you were so sexy tonight, Y/n. Watching you take down those men and scaring the target.”

“We haven’t seen each other in months, you don’t need to use flattery baby.”

Y/n brought Jessie in for another kiss, spending the rest of the night getting reacquainted.

-----

“What’s going on?” Ali asked Press or Jessie to see if they knew why Ash, Tobin, and Y/n were in their briefing room.

“Oh, I’m way too sober for this,” Y/n said, spotting the women. That drew the other two’s attention, Ash rolling her eyes while Tobin hid her smile.

“Why are you here?”

“Oh you poor princess, for once you don’t know something? Shocking.”

Ash’s words made Ali glare at her, Y/n trying to joke with Ash,

“You know… I don’t think she fancies you, Ash.”

“Why? I’ve heard I’m quite lovely.” Y/n, Ash, and Tobin laugh at their antics.

While the two women were less amused and Jessie hid a smile.

Christen cleared her throat, getting everyone’s attention, “Why is your team here?”

Y/n answered, “Your guess is as good as mine.”

“Don’t play coy. Why are you here?”

“All I know is one of us is right and the other one is you.”

Before the teams could badger each other anymore another woman walked in.

“Miss O’Hara.”

The three women from the organization looked like they had seen a ghost while the others just looked unimpressed.

Ali, Press, and Fleming looked like they were standing at attention, the other group not moving a muscle.

They could tell the woman was almost waiting for them to do the same, Y/n speaking up, “Yeah no.”

“Well get used to it L/n because you’re working for me now.”

“Oh fuck no, I’m not going to have miss pantsuit tell me what to do.”

“Unfortunately she isn’t joking Agent L/n.”

Y/n then stood up to see the director, Emily Sonnett.

“With all due respect, what’s going on?”

“Miss O’Hara and I have come to an agreement that maybe we would benefit from helping each other from time to time. So to test this theory I thought our two best units would be suitable.”

“Long story short, Fleming and L/n will be switching teams and when called for both units will be working together.”

“And your first mission starts now.”

-----

“Okay, Ash go and get the main target. Tobin, you’re on surveillance again. I’ll create the diversion.”

“Krieger you’re with Ash. Press with Tobin. Fleming, you’re stuck with me.”

Y/n’s smirk at Jessie went unnoticed by everyone, Ali and Ash glaring at each other. And Christen and Tobin were trying to not smile.

The pairs went off to their designated areas, Fleming taking a moment to talk to Y/n.

“Are you sure about them?”

“Bubs if they wanted each other dead they would have done it days ago on the last mission. And Press and Heath are smitten. We just have to check on Ali and Ash to make sure they haven’t realized the tension between them.”

Jessie gives Y/n a questioning look.

“Oh come on, tell me you see it.”

“Nope.”

“You’re no fun,” Y/n said, kicking a vent out and dropping down.

“Everyone in position?”

“Perimeter’s secure and it looks like they doubled down on the security though, be careful.”

“Noted.”

“We got eyes on the office, waiting for the diversion.”

“Alright, it's go time.”

Y/n got off the coms looking around the room for anything, Jessie doing the same.

“Oh, this looks promising,” Y/n said, breaking the fake sculpture.

Jessie rolled her eyes as the alarm triggered.

“That’s one way to do it.”

-----

Tobin laughed at Y/n’s method, watching them through the cameras. Tobin also noticed Press getting uncomfortable when the alarm went off.

“You're not used to being the eyes, are you?”

“No, not really. I’m normally dealing with security.”

“Shame, these guards don’t get to see a goddess before they get their ass handed to them.”

Both of them looked away, Tobin losing all of her confidence. “I was wondering that maybe, um, that maybe-”

“Yes.”

Tobin now confused, “Yes, I’d like to go out on a date with you. We’ll talk about the details after the mission.”

Heath just hummed, going back to the cameras, noticing Ali and Ash getting into the office.

-----

Y/n and Jessie waited for a moment for the security to get in. Y/n noticed a set of speakers.

Getting out a device, Y/n started to play music through them, Jessie raising an eyebrow.

“What? I want to mix things up.”

The next thing they know the door was busted down and tactically dressed people came through.

Y/n and Jessie looked at each other, kicking the desk over, and using it as cover.

The desk and the wall were absorbing most of the bullets but then they both noticed the sound of reloading when the song went quiet.

Y/n was the first to pop up, managing to get three and Jessie getting four before the rest go behind some cover of their own or reloaded in time.

“Flash going out!”

Jessie rolled her eyes at the fact they called it out, landing right between both of them. Y/n grabbed it and threw it back.

It blinded the men for a second, taking advantage of it, Jessie and Y/n got a few more down.

Then Tobin was speaking through the coms, “We’re going to leave surveillance and head to the exit point, this is getting a lot of attention guys, hurry up.”

“I got one bullet left, you?”

“I’m out.” Y/n nodded at Jessie,

“Push the desk?”

“It wouldn’t get far.”

“Give me an inch, I’ll go a mile.” Jessie nodded, getting on her back, Y/n doing the same. Both pushing the table with their legs, Y/n got up and shot one.

Jessie stabbed the last one in the throat, getting blood on her.

“All that blood looks good on you. It really brings out your eyes.”

Jessie smiled at Y/n’s complement, “Red is my color.”

Y/n noticed the song was getting to its best part but then one of the guys decided to try one last thing and take Jessie out with their gun.

Y/n pushed Jessie out of the way, grabbing the muzzle and pointing it towards the ceiling, taking it out of the dying man’s hands. Kicking him to the ground, Y/n shot him up with the remaining seventeen bullets.

“Think he’s dead?” Jessie joked.

“He was going to hurt you,” Fleming gave Y/n a look knowing there was more, “And he ruined my favorite part of the song. Both are equally important.”

“You’re too cute.” Jessie kissing Y/n.

-----

Ash and Ali got into the office, looking for the files on the desk, in drawers, and file cabinets.

“Find anything?”

“Not yet.”

Both moved to different parts of the room a few times, “I already checked there.”

“Well, maybe you didn’t go do it properly.”

“How the hell is there an improper and proper way of checking for a file?!” Ali was getting on Ash’s nerves.

“You actually find it.”

Ash was going to quip back but then she heard someone about to open the office door.

Grabbing a small but heavy sculpture, Ash watched as the door opened, “Hey what are you doing?”

Ali looked up, more surprised when Ash hit him over the head, the stature accidentally splitting.

“Oops?”

Ash put down the part of the sculpture she was still holding, dragging the guy into the room and against a wall.

Tobin was speaking through the coms, “We’re going to leave surveillance and head to the exit point, this is getting a lot of attention guys, hurry up.”

Hearing more footsteps Ash groaned, grabbing a book before being mildly surprised when she had to block a knife with it.

Now in a struggle as the guy tried to push the knife further.

Ali grabbed the bigger part of the destroyed sculpture, also using it to hit the man in the head from behind.

Ash let go of the book as the man fell to the ground, dragging him into the office as well and Ali managed to close the door before anyone else got suspicious.

After dealing with the men, Ash was pushed against the wall, relaxing into the kiss after seeing it was Ali.

Separating Ash and Ali were both breathing heavily, staying close, “What… what was that for?”

Ash’s weak voice nearly escaped Ali.

“Maybe we should start admitting what’s between us if we want to work together properly.”

Ash went in for a second kiss, much to Ali’s relief that she reciprocated her feelings.

“Ali, Ash, what’s the hold-up?”

“Give us one more minute.”

Ash and Ali resumed their search, Ali looking into the last unopened drawer and finding it.

“Got it, let’s go.”

-----

Ash and Ali got into the van, seeing everyone else already there. Tobin and Christen in the driver and passenger. And Y/n and Jessie were in the back with them.

Ali handed the files to Y/n, missing the look Jessie gave Y/n, ‘And that’s one more point for my girls.’

Y/n took the file and opened up a secret compartment in the seat.

Putting the files in their place, Y/n got Jessie a new shirt and a rag to help clean off the blood.

“Here.”

“Thanks.”

Jessie took off her shirt, whipping the blood off of her, and putting on the new shirt.

Y/n went to look at Ash and Ali, noticing there was something different. Then trying not to laugh, noticing Ash’s hair was slightly messed up in the back.

One of the telltale signs of being pressed against something while being romantic.

Already thinking of the possibilities of what could have happened, Y/n wasn’t going to let Ash live this down.

-----

“How did you let this happen?!”

“Don’t blame me, those are your agents too!”

Y/n, Ali and Press walked into the briefing room, confused at Emily and Kelley yelling at each other.

“I’m sorry if we’re interrupting anything, but we wanted to brief you on the mission.”

“No need L/n.” The two gave each other a look before Kelley sighed looking at the other women, “While your mission went smoothly, we lost contact with the other team about an hour ago and none of the trackers are working either.”

“We have their last known but we don’t know how accurate it is at this point.”

“It’s a start, give us the info and we’ll find them.” Y/n was short and curt, not happy with the news.

Not wasting any time they got in a tactical plane where they were briefed on the other team's mission.

“They needed to assassinate a target that’s been messing with our operations for a while.” Y/n looked into the folder, noticing a familiar face. Y/n is at least glad to have a better understanding of how to approach this.

“We’ll drop you down but you’ll need to parachute there since we can’t risk any suspicion.”

They all nodded, getting ready to jump from the plane, already having parachutes on.

-----

“It’s no use, we’ll be out here for hours before we even see a sign of a human.” Ali sighed, trucking through the thick snow on her skis.

“Guys, I think I found something!” Y/n called out, noticing the snowmobile.

Now following the tracks, Y/n noticed they were coming closer to a mountainous landscape.

“These idiots owe me big time. Canada in the freaking dead of winter.” Y/n mumbled.

“Look ahead.” Press’s words caught their attention, seeing a decent-sized building that looked abandoned.

“Thank god we aren’t going to freeze to death at least.”

The group started to walk faster, now having a visual goal.

Y/n stopped the two, “Let’s try and find some entrance like a window, it’s too cold for them to have guards out.”

They all agreed, getting to the building, and leaving their skis and boards there.

Y/n getting up against the building and boosting up Christen who tried to have a running start.

Press was able to get the window open, looking inside, seeing a small empty room.

“Alright, Ali you're up.” Ali did the same thing as Chris, Christen was able to catch Ali, helping her up. Y/n then ran up the building both Ali and Press helping Y/n into the room.

The room is similar to a small closet. Y/n heading to the door, listening.

“Untie me you coward!”

Y/n was relieved to hear Ash was still fighting, making a signal to the other two that they were about to open the door.

Y/n kicked the door open, gun in hand but before getting a shot off, Y/n hit the ground after a gunshot.

“Y/n!”

Ash and Tobin now see their friend lying on the floor motionless and blood pouring out.

Ali and Christen had to push throw, now having an idea of where at least one shooter was.

Press and Krieger managed to get everyone, using the door as cover.

Press untying the woman. Ali checking on Y/n.

“I can’t get a pulse.”

Heath sprinted to Y/n’s side, Ash doing the same once she was untied.

“Come on Y/n you can go out from one gunshot!” Tobin was trying to apply pressure to Y/n’s wound on the neck.

“Don’t work yourself up over one death, your secret agents.”

Ali pointed her gun at the new voice, seeing the person in their briefing file.

Christine Sinclair.

“Now that I have your attention, I have a proposition for you.”

“Not one step closer or it’s the last you're taking!” Ali shouted, as annoying as Y/n was, Y/n was also important to Ash.

Sinclair put her hands in the air.

Everyone’s attention turned to Y/n as they heard a groan from the body.

“Your aim fucking sucks ass, Sinc.” Y/n tried to yell but it hurt. Sinclair tossed Y/n a rag, using it to apply pressure.

“What’s going on?” Tobin’s question made Y/n groan again.

“You didn’t even tell my team already?”

“Tell us what?!”

“Y/n works for an international secret agency, other than the American one you have going on.”

“And this bullshit about swapping teams was all a test to see if any of you would be acceptable applicants. It was a whole thing.”

“And it doesn’t bother you at all that you nearly killed Y/n?!” Ash asked, frustrated.

“Depends, you hurt L/n?”

“No. I normally spurt blood from my neck.” Y/n replied sarcastically.

“You know what I mean dumb-ass.”

“You could have gone for more of a lighter graze but I’ll live.”

“Why’d you shoot Y/n in the first place?!”

“It was the final test for all of you; how you would deal with a loss of a friend or leader during a part of a mission.”

“And those people we killed?”

“People who were on our hit list and captured. Put electric things on them so if they did anything but shoot at the people entering the door, we could take them out.”

Y/n started to look around, noticing Jessie wasn’t saying anything. “Hey Sinc, where’s Jessie?”

“I thought she was with you.”

“You what?”

Suddenly a phone on one of the dead people started to ring.

“No one was supposed to have a phone.”

Sinc was the closest so she answered it, putting it on speaker.

“You’re not getting Fleming back in one piece... give me what I want though and I’ll consider giving her back in a body bag.”

The line was cut and then the phone started to smoke, Sinclair tossing it to the ground, a few feet away before it caught fire. Y/n got up, trying to get to the phone to put it out, hoping it would still be usable.

Getting up too fast, Y/n stumbled down again.

“Fuck. Adrenaline’s wearing off,” Y/n said before everything went dark.

-----

Y/n woke up feeling drowsy, “Hey careful don’t get up too fast.”

“Becky?”

“The one and only. But seriously stay down.”

“Fine.”

“Holy shit it’s like the tech from the Black Panther movie.”

Y/n saw Ali, Ash, Christen, and Tobin had a look of amazement.

“Nearly healed in 48 hours, ours is a little slower but healing is healing.”

Y/n felt a small scar where skin should be missing, remembering what happened, “Any news on Jessie?”

“Not exactly.” Y/n glared at them.

“We have a guy and we think he could be linked to the person who took Jessie.”

“Could be? We have an agent missing and you’re hoping this person could be a lead?” Y/n only getting angrier with the group.

Becky tried to get Y/n to calm down, “Just slow down for a minute. We have reasonable evidence that Hinkle took her. But we don’t know why.”

“Jesus Christ.” Y/n suddenly felt sick.

Trying to get out of bed, Y/n was held down by Ash and Tobin, “Let me look for her, there has to be something.”

“Y/n I promise you we’ll find her, you need to rest.”

Y/n huffed, keeping still, a majority of the people leaving the room to let Y/n rest. Becky was the last out saying, “Sleep for at least an hour and I’ll think about giving you the case files.”

Y/n grumbled, trying to sleep and stop thinking about Jessie.

-----

Y/n sat at the desk, reading the files, marking and highlighting anything that might be a clue.

“You fucking rat, Hinkle.” Y/n took a deep sigh, taking a small break.

There was a knock at the door, “come in” Alyssa walked in with a tray of food.

“We got worried when you didn’t show for breakfast.”

“Ah yes, oatmeal, how delightful.”

“You know not eating isn’t going to speed up finding her.”

“If only,” Y/n said, forcing the bland food down.

“I know you’ve heard it already but we will find her.”

“One problem Hinkle knows us. She knows me, she’s always going to be a fucking step ahead. We have the basis of a general idea for this case to prove it.”

Y/n almost slammed the bowl down, “Sorry.” trying to calm down.

“The biggest reasons I can even think of Hinkle doing this is revenge, info, or power. I mean she use to work with us, so she either wants to take over or have information of some kind. And as of targeting Fleming specifically-”

“Y/n, slow down. Maybe we’ll find something with the interrogation-”

“Wait, you haven’t interrogated the one person that could help us during this case?”

“We thought it would be better to let him sweat. He’s a pushover.”

“Who is this guy?”

“Hinkle’s husband.”

Y/n got up from the desk, jogging out of the room down to the containment cells, Alyssa close behind.

“Y/n what are you doing?”

Trying to make the door open, Y/n struggled because of the lock that was on it, needing a badge and clearance.

“Let me in there.”

“Y/n, that’s not a good idea,” Alyssa tried to calm Y/n down.

“Fuck that, let me make him talk!”

“Y/n. Calm down.”

Y/n’s breathing started to become less heavy, listening to Alyssa. “Fine but if one of you doesn’t interrogate him soon, I will.”

Y/n walked back to the room, getting back to the case file, Alyssa deciding to give Y/n some alone time.

-----

Sitting on one of the tables in the lab, Y/n waited as they set up the burner phone, putting a chip in that they found on Hinkle’s husband.

Then after the phone turned on they heard a recorded voice on it, “I’m sure you want your precious Jessie back but she could be useful to me once I get the equipment for the experiment. After all I’m still waiting.”

Everyone looked at each other, “Oh, and don’t try to negotiate Jessie with Daniels, he was a bad husband.”

Y/n tried not to get sick, thinking about what Hinkle could put Fleming through.

Meanwhile, the phone caught fire again, and Becky put it in a foamy solution to kill the flame but not destroy the electronics.

Becky popped it open, “Just like the first one, unusable.”

Y/n huffed, getting off the table and out of the room.

“Should we follow Y/n?” Emily asked.

“I think only Jessie could attempt that.” Kelley was only half-joking.

Ali found their relationship confusing, “How well did Y/n know Fleming?”

“They’re partners for life, I can’t remember the last time they went solo,” Emily answered the question for the newcomers.

“Maybe I can talk to Y/n, Tobin and me are basically Y/n’s sisters.” Tobin nodded in agreement, both going after the agent.

“So who’s going to plan the funerals?”

-----

Y/n was in the training area of the facility, working on balance.

Getting on the training mat, Y/n balanced on two hands before switching to one. Remembering how Jessie would always see who could hold it longer made Y/n’s arm start to shake.

Y/n focused on shutting the thoughts out, the shaking stopping.

Flashes in Y/n’s mind started to resurface memories.

“Hinkle, you coward!”

Y/n remembered the first time fighting Hinkle and her husband in combat. It was also not long after Fleming became Y/n’s partner.

Jessie and Y/n were both cornered, in the first days of becoming secret agents, Jessie’s leg was hurt and Y/n’s arms couldn’t carry much with their own wounds.

And if it wasn’t for Abby Wambach spotting them and scaring off the two with gunshots, they’d be dead.

Y/n suddenly fell, when the door to the training room opened.

Looking over Y/n was mildly surprised to see Ash, Heath, Ali, and Press.

Resuming the balance training, Y/n stayed on two hands instead of going to one.

“L/n, what’s got your head out of the game?”

“Don’t want to talk.”

“We know about you and Jessie, right now it’s a waiting game though.”

Y/n cursed, thinking they were careful enough to hide it. Y/n went back to standing upright, facing Ash,

“Let’s just hope we aren’t wasting time we don’t have.”

-----

Staring at the ceiling, Y/n tried to fall asleep.

Signing before looking at the clock again.

2:39am.

Y/n groaned, thinking about Hinkle and shooting her. Imagining Hinkle’s suffering did seem to make rest come easier. But sooner or later it would lead to frustration by not being able to act on those thoughts.

At times, Y/n’s mind flashed with images of what Hinkle could be doing to Jessie.

At first, they weren’t that horrific, Y/n being forced to think about the basic tactics every agent was taught.

Small cuts, breaking a bone or two, dislocating joints. And then Y/n’s mind wandered to the more... nontraditional methods.

Methods that were also taught with dissociation, making you’re target less human.

Y/n found it difficult to breathe, imagining more detailed scenarios.

Waterboarding, electrocution, burning.

The only thing that seemed to pull Y/n back to reality was hearing a scream come out to Jessie. Jolting up and looking around the private quarters Y/n realized the scream was theirs.

A knock at the door prompted Y/n to speak, “Who is it?”

“Alyssa.”

“Come in.” Y/n tried to seem composed, seeing Alyssa Naeher and Christine Sinclair.

“Having trouble sleeping again?”

“No, I’m sleeping like a baby.” Y/n said dismissively, not liking the little check-ups these two seemed to adopt these past few days.

“So... waking up every few hours and crying yourself to sleep?”

“More or less.” Y/n humored Sinc. Hoping this would be over soon.

“We’re g-”

“going to find her. I know.”

“We’re exhausting every resource we have but-”

“I know, I know. I just feel like there’s more we’re missing.”

“We’ll take to the team tomorrow about the investigation but Hinkle never told the plan to the rest of her goons so I doubt this will provide the break we’re looking for.”

The two were about to walk out, realizing Y/n wasn’t in the mood for any more conversation Y/n spoke, “I just... just promise me one thing.”

“What?”

“Promise me, no matter what, Hinkle is mine. Give me the chance to make her pay for what she’s done.”

“Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

With that, they both left Y/n alone.

 Y/n was isolated again with those cursed images, each taking their sweet time to torture Y/n in their own way.

Needing something to do Y/n started to walk around but stopped when looking down the corridor of rooms for all the agents.

Walking down the hall, Y/n looked for Ashlyn’s room.

Y/n opened the door, sneaking in and looking for Ash’s badge.

Knowing all of the national agents would suspect this and given they are generally light sleepers, Ash was the best bet.

Y/n’s eyes rolled when seeing Ash and Ali cuddled next to each other. Going to the coat hanger, Y/n checked the pockets, finding the badge with ease.

Getting out of the room, Y/n took a sigh of relief before going to the weaponry. Y/n grabbed a baseball bat, a pocket knife, and a big briefcase heading to the interrogation room.

Swiping the card, the door opened, and Y/n went into a calm state.

Y/n closed the door, setting down the briefcase, the bat against the wall, and the knife in the pocket.

“Going to try and make me tell you everything? I’d rather die.”

“Good.”

Y/n moved the metal table with little effort, the man still held to the chair by zip ties.

Y/n put the case on the table, getting out a candle and lighting it, a blowtorch, pliers, a syringe, and a second badge.

Grabbing the bat again Y/n took a swing at his leg, the shout of pain letting Y/n know something broke. It was the same thing for the other leg and arm but the shout evolved into more of a scream with each hit.

“Stop! Please!”

“You don’t get a say in this.” Y/n took another swing to his shoulder, hearing his collarbone snap.

Y/n then put the bat down, grabbing the knife.

Dragging the blade across his inner thighs, Y/n had made five cuts on one leg and four on the other.

“You’re fucking crazy!” The man was frightened by an almost malicious smirk.

“I haven’t even started.”

Y/n then grabbed the candle and because of the special wick, most of it was melted wax in its original container. Y/n poured it slowly over the man’s legs.

The cries, make it somewhat amusing to Y/n.

But once they stopped, the wax was almost done, Y/n noticed he passed out from the pain.

Blowing the candle out, Y/n got the syringe and injected some of the liquid into his system.

“Fuck!”

“Adrenaline really is a gift but a curse to humanity. And today it’s in my favor.”

Y/n got the second key card, opening a little place in the wall with it. Y/n grabbed the hose and cloth that was in there.

“Death Valley! They’re in Death Valley!” The man cried out, knowing what Y/n was going to do next.

“Not good enough.”

Y/n turned on the water, knowing it would all go down the drain they have in the room.

Before the man could say anything else Y/n put the cloth against his mouth and nose, forcing his head back something that could be compared to a squeal, Y/n noticing part of his collar bone pressing against his skin.

Letting the water run over, waterboarding him.

He tried to kick his legs but they were still tied to the chair. Gagging as he was trying to spit the water out, Y/n let off for a moment. After he had coughed for a little, Y/n put him under again.

Coughing up blood mixed with water, Y/n was satisfied and turned the water off, putting the waterboarding things away.

Spit coming out of his mouth like he was a toddler that just threw a temper tantrum. Tears started to fall from the man, his hoarse voice was tiny, “36 degrees North, 117 degrees West.”

Y/n made note of the coordinates, debating whether to end it here or not.

“It would be a shame if those weren’t the actual-”

“No please I swear that’s it!”

“I know.”

The guy looked at Y/n in shock.

“Not that I knew them before but that you cracked. This is where I normally put a bullet in you.”

It almost looked like pained relief welcomed him, “But I know your record. You’ve raped, killed, and tortured innocent people or to get off, I don’t care. I just hope I can finally teach you what karma feels like.”

-----

Ali heard the alarm clock being shut off, opening her eyes to see Ash getting back in the blankets.

“Good morning.”

“Five more minutes.” Ali chuckled, nudging Ash.

“Come on, maybe we can talk with the group about finally starting the interrogation.”

“Fine.”

Ali and Ash got ready, meeting a lot of the team in the mess hall.

Ash noticed that all of them were there except for Y/n, looking at her watch, noting it was 6:14am.

“That’s weird.”

Ali looked at Ash, questioningly.

“Y/n is normally up by now.”

“Maybe Y/n had a rough night.” Ash hummed in agreement, still having a weird feeling about it.

They grabbed their food and sat down at one of the tables.

When everyone was almost done, Becky caught a glimpse of Ash, doing a double-take. Becky looked at the device again, seeing that Ashlyn’s badge registered at the interrogation room but never one to get out.

Looking at the record to see if there was a second person, Becky found nothing.

“Harris, did you go into interrogation last night?”

“No, I was in my room after we finished dinner. Why?”

“Your badge says otherwise.” Becky showed Ash and Ali the record.

Ash checked for her badge in the pocket it normally was in to find it missing.

“Someone took it.”

They didn’t waste any time heading to the room, a few other people following, overhearing the conversation.

Becky had hers ready, using it to open the door.

They all froze at the sight.

Blood covered half of the floor.

The man was in his chair, now on the floor along with some of his teeth and fingers.

Both of his arms was completely red from all of the shattered bone moving around.

The wax on his thighs, visible blood, and cut marks underneath.

And what remained of his clothes were singed, as were other parts of his body.

Also, the empty syringe of adrenaline was where his eye was supposed to be.

The door opening broke Y/n out of the staring contest with the mutilated body.

Whipping the blood off of the knife on the pant leg, Y/n said, “He told me where Jessie was.”

“Jesus Christ, how hard was it to break this guy?” Kelley asked, feeling like she might lose her breakfast.

“He wasn’t. It’s what he deserved.”

Most of them had to look away, mostly because the smell of the room was now getting to them.

“Get me a plane to Death Valley,” Y/n said, exiting the room.

-----

Y/n splashed water on, getting the rest of the blood off. Getting another change of clothes, Y/n got rid of any evidence of the interrogation.

Walking out to the open part of the plane, Y/n sat away from everyone, Ash daring to move a few seats closer.

Y/n started to check the gun, getting ready for when they had to go.

“I think you should hang back on this one, Y/n.”

Everyone stopped, waiting for Y/n’s reaction, “Why?”

“I know you’re close with Jessie, so you’re not going to be thinking clearly-”

“Harris if you don’t want me down there you’re going to have to stop me yourself.” Y/n put the gun in its proper holster, getting up to check in with the pilots about their eta.

-----

Y/n kicked the door, forcing it open, shooting the first people in sight before getting to cover.

Everyone was able to get some shots off, the enemy's numbers slowly dwindling.

Y/n moved in, spotting Jessie being held at gunpoint by Hinkle. Ash and Press got the last few people before they moved in, backing-up Y/n.

"Let her go, Hinkle!" Y/n's gun aimed at Hinkle's head, not certain if it would hit its mark.

"Drop your gun first!" Y/n held out for a moment.

"Come on Hinkle you don't stand a chance. Let Jessie go."

"It's nice to see you again spitfire. Though it seems you're only a little flame once again."

"Hinkle." Y/n was getting madder as Jessie continued to be out of reach.

Everyone else was behind R, not seeing any way to sneak up behind Hinkle or get a clear shot.

"This isn't going to end well for you Hinkle," Y/n said, begrudgingly putting the gun in its holster, hands up. Y/n hoping the right person noticed Y/n's plan.

"Not really,  because from where I'm standing, you're going to suffer until-" Hinkle let out a cry, Jessie shoving herself away and Y/n moving to attack Hinkle so she wouldn't be able to grab Jessie again.

Y/n basically tackled Hinkle to the ground, pounding Hinkle's face in.

The only thing stopping Y/n was Jessie's pained whimpers as the agent tried to move. Y/n quickly moved from Hinkle over to Jessie. Fleming on her knees, not having a lot of energy, Y/n getting down to her level.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt? What did she do to you?"

"Y/n, breathe." Doing as Jessie instructed, Y/n slowed down, now calm.

Before anything else can happen they all heard a gun scrapping the ground, Y/n turned to see Hinkle now aiming a gun at the two.

Y/n grabbed the one Y/n holstered, shooting Hinkle about four times. Although not before Hinkle got one off that grazed Y/n's abdomen.

Hinkle's body hit the floor, silencing the room.

Turning back to Jessie, Y/n noticed the bullet grazed Fleming’s cheek. Y/n got out a cloth, replacing Jessie's hand to stop the bleeding.

Jessie, now aware of their proximity, rubbed their noses together. It was a weird and dorky thing she did that always made Y/n smile.

"Baby." Y/n let out a small whine, still giggling at the action.

"What, I can't miss the love of my life?" Jessie softly whispered to Y/n.

Sadly the moment was cut short as another person entered, getting the group’s attention.

"Well, at least I didn't break my streak for nothing." Alyssa Naeher looked at the two on the floor, brushing the sand and clay that was still on her.

"Wait, Naeher was going to snipe Hinkle the whole time?" Kelley asked out of curiosity.

"I had a feeling when the guy gave coordinates instead of a mountain formation or something. Hinkle wanted us to find her, just didn't make it obvious."

"Plus, I wasn't going to risk Fleming. Unfortunately, that meant a lower shot."

Some looked back at the body, now seeing the clear wound the larger sniper caliber left in Hinkle's thigh.

"Don't worry, I think we can keep this mission off-record, you'll still have your streak of headshots, Naeher."

Jessie pulled Y/n's attention again by softly touching the graze on Y/n's side, making Y/n keep in a groan of pain.

"You're hurt." Y/n let out a small chuckle, looking over the cuts and bruises on Jessie.

"You're one to talk."

"My smart baby found me though." Y/n didn't want to reply, not wanting to think of anything else happening.

The two shared a soft kiss, the group looking at them, something clicking.

"Now everything makes sense!" Ash said, rather loudly, receiving an elbow in the side from Ali.

"I thought you figured it out?" Y/n asked.

“We knew you worked together so we just thought you were close partners, not actual partners,” Tobin admitted.

Fleming tried to get up but stumbled, Y/n catching her in time.

“No, you don’t, Jess.” Y/n picking her up bridal style.

“Y/n.” Now it was Jessie’s turn to whine.

“Just tell us when the wedding is, love birds.”

The two looked at each other confused before speaking at the same time, looking at the group, “We’re married.”

“What next?! Do you have kids and pets too?”

The group laughed at Ash’s confused state.

“I mean…” Y/n looked at Jessie with a raised brow knowing they were talking about kids before the whole kidnapping thing happened.

“In the future, definitely.” Jessie kissed Y/n on the cheek.

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Where is your Alex Danvers fic? I really liked reading it :(

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Not As Bad As It Looks (Krashlyn x Reader)

Request

A/n; Warning there is a slur used in this piece.

As usual, sorry for any mistakes, please enjoy.

“Oh sorry about that,” Hinkle smirked at Y/n, who grunted while getting put from the turf.

“Don’t worry about it.” Y/n brushed off anything that was on her.

The game was still in play, Y/n heading off to help get the ball back for her team but Hinkle took a moment to look at Ali and Ash to make sure the two saw the dirty tackle.

“That little-”

Ash had to stop herself, seeing that a ref was paying attention, almost giving her a look, daring Ash to finish that sentence.

Of course, they’d card her before Hinkle.

Ash watched from the goal, Ali putting pressure on the team, and Y/n getting the ball from the defender.

Y/n back to moving the ball down the field.

Getting about halfway, Y/n noticed the NC defenders closing in deciding to make a pass to Morgan.

Once the ball had left Y/n’s feet, Y/n felt her feet being taken out from under.

Hinkle’s knee had gone into Y/n’s stomach, knocking the wind out of Y/n, who was holding herself trying to get back to her feet.

Hinkle had already gotten up and before anyone could get there Hinkle saw the ref approach, who was reaching into the yellow card pocket.

For some reason, Hinkle thought she could avoid being carded if Y/n was back up again before the ref got over there.

Grabbing Y/n by the arm and shoulder, Hinkle tried to force Y/n up.

Y/n inhaled sharply, almost losing balance being on her knees, stumbling. Ali was already moving to see if Y/n was okay after the bad tackle but Ali saw Hinkle trying to force Y/n to her feet, picking up her speed.

“What the hell Hinkle?”

Ali was in Hinkle’s face, ready to give Hinkle a taste of her own medicine.

Hearing the ref’s whistle Ali relented, seeing the yellow card given to Hinkle.

Ali turned to focus on Y/n now, just barely standing up.

“You okay, baby?”

Y/n nodded, “Just got the wind knocked out of me.” The ref asked Y/n if she was okay to play and Y/n gave the ref a thumbs-up.

The play was about to begin again, Ali gave Y/n a brief kiss on the side of the mouth.

“You missed, Kriegs.”

Y/n mumbled, softly grabbing Ali’s chin, making sure it was a proper kiss.

After separating, Ali made sure to make eye contact with the homophobic, hoping this would finally make Hinkle back off.

-----

In the final minutes of the game, Y/n was near the NC goal and getting ready to jump for a header.

Y/n didn’t pay much attention that Hinkle was marking her but Hinkle made note of it.

Noticing the ball was in the air, Y/n tensed her legs and sprigged up.

At the same time the ball was deflected, Y/n also felt pain shoot through her nose and face.

Hinkle stumbled on her feet when landing, rubbing her elbow.

Y/n was on the turf on her back, still slightly stunned by the hit. Y/n’s nose had a small cut and was also pouring blood.

Ali was the first by Y/n’s side, watching her go down. Ash ran from the other side of the field, heading straight to Hinkle.

“Hinkle, what the fuck?!” Ash was still angry from the other times Hinkle had hurt Y/n, Ash shoving Hinkle back.

The ref was ready to card Hinkle from having her elbows up, now having to card Ash.

Ashlyn was glad to see the card above Hinkle, resisting the eye roll when the ref did the same to her, regrettably admitting she deserved it.

But then Hinkle decided she wasn’t done, “It’s what you both deserve, fagot.”

Luckily for Hinkle, some of Ash’s teammates started to gather around the two to make sure Ash would stay calm and two of them were able to stop the goalkeeper before she was able to do something.

The ref was able to hear Hinkle’s words and held up the red card instead, sending Hinkle off the field immediately.

Ash was done dealing with everything, walking over to Ali and Y/n.

Y/n was leaning over the turf, trying to keep the jersey clean while the blood continued to leak out.

The medical team came over giving Y/n a cloth to help stop the bleeding.

“Well, this sucks.” Ash chuckled at Y/n’s comment, seeing the medic team start to guide Y/n off the field.

Ash stopped Y/n, picking her up bridle-style, Y/n squeaking in surprise, “Ash!”

Ash started walking them off the field, “Ash, I can still walk.”

“Not while I’m around princess.” Y/n rolled her eyes at the name Ash only called her when she was overprotective.

Ash finally let Y/n down at the edge of the turf, “Okay, my knight in shining armor.”

Ash pressed a kiss against Y/n’s forehead before letting the medic team check her out on the bench.

Reluctantly going back to the game Ali and Ash watched the clock, thanking every second that went by.

-----

“I swear, you guys, it was just a bloody nose.”

Y/n would’ve found it funny if she wasn’t the subject of torture.

Ali had asked if the pillows were comfortable for the third time, Ash made sure the small bandage on Y/n’s nose was done well and clean, and more.

“You still got nailed by Hinkle the whole match.” Y/n sighed, knowing neither of them would let up.

Ash spooned Y/n in their bed, Ali doing a checklist in her head to make sure everything was in order.

“You’re more clingy than usual too, what’s bothering you, baby?”

Y/n tried to turn to talk to Ash.

“Nothing. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Y/n just raised her eyebrow at Ash, Ali now getting in the covers and listening.

“Hinkle just got under my skin tonight, that’s all.”

“I’ll withhold kisses for 24 hours, Harris.”

Ash cursed herself, “Hinkle’s elbow blow was intentional, she said you deserved it. Hinkle also used a slur and I wanted to see more than a red card for it.”

“That explains why they finally sent her off,” Ali said while Y/n gave Ash a gentle kiss, as a thank you.

“I’ll kick her ass next time she tries anything,” Ash mumbled, spooning Y/n again, realizing the pain medication was taking effect.

Y/n started to drift off, letting Ali sandwich her.

“Just don’t beat her too badly, Ash.”

“No promises.”