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@usergif 1 year celebration: shuffle challenge | blending + texture + OTP
↳ Bess & Henry McCord (Madam Secretary)
#madam secretary#madamsecretaryedit#tea leoni#tim daly#henry mccord#elizabeth mccord#noalook#usernik#userbecca#userrobin#alielook#tuserjen#usercera#underbetelgeuse#userteri#userthing#usergif1year#tvarchive#userabs#jonie posts
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The I adore my wife trope will always be famous
#morticia addams#gomez addams#the addams family#claire fraser#jaime fraser#outlander#lorraine warren#ed warren#the conjuring#elizabeth mccord#henry mccord#madam secretary
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My favorites!! 😍😍❤️❤️
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What If… (We’re Soulmates)?
Fandom: Madam Secretary
Genre: Romance/Drama/Fantasy
Pairing: Elizabeth x Henry
Rating: T
Summary: An AU about AUs. President Elizabeth McCord is on the brink of divorce, when she finds a strange tablet and an even stranger app. With the promise it will show her the lives she could have led, will the app reassure her divorce is the right decision, or will it be just what she needs to save her marriage before it’s too late?
Read it here (FFN) or here (AO3). There are 7 chapters including the epilogue. Enjoy!
#madam secretary#fanfiction#fic request#prompt fic#elizabeth mccord#henry mccord#henry and elizabeth#madam secretary fic
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I am one and a half seasons into Madam Secretary and I am convinced that my favorite couple on television ever is Elizabeth and Henry McCord, thank you for your time
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endless list of my favourite couples:
7. Elizabeth & Henry (madam secretary)
#*#madam secretary#series#endless list of my favourite couples#elizabeth mccord#henry mccord#bess x henry#otp#tea leoni#tim daly
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Henry and Bess - 1x01
(the chemistry has been there since day one🤍)
#Madam Secretary#msec#madam secretary season 1#1x01#elizabeth mccord#henry and elizabeth#elizabeth and henry#henry mccord#Bess#Téa Leoni#tim daly#otp#couple goal#henry and bess
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New Madam Secretary fic☺️
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bessxhenry and i must know how you'd coffee shop them. (also have you written any other fic for them???)
Oh you have no idea how many different ideas I just cycled through before finally landing on this one I'm still not totally sold on it but I feel like I'm never totally happy with the M Sec stuff I write. I feel like I have a hard time getting Bess's voice right
But in answer to your question yes! I have! I wrote one Christmas drabble for them last year, and I have an unpublished fic about them and Stevie where I basically went "what if they interacted with one of my blorbos?" and didn't wait for an answer. Anyways, without further ado! My much longer than planned ficlet, beneath the cut
The clatter of pans in the background tugged Elizabeth’s attention away from the paper she was writing for what had to be the hundredth time, and she winced. Usually, this off the beaten track coffee shop was less busy at this time of day, leaving her in peace to finish her schoolwork.
But today, it was packed. Every table was full, and there was a long line stretching back from the counter. Things weren’t going to be getting any more peaceful any time soon.
Closing her laptop, she slid it into her bag. It was probably time to head back to her dorm room and see if she could get anything done there. The day had been enough of a loss already.
She grabbed her cup of coffee, which had long since gone cold, and moved to her feet. Elizabeth took one step towards the trash can— and immediately crashed into one of the other customers.
The coffee slipped from her hand, splashing across the front of the man’s shirt, and Elizabeth let out an involuntary gasp. “Oh my— I’m so sorry!”
Hastily, she grabbed some of the paper napkins from her table, apologizing as she did so. “I didn’t see you coming— it’s so crowded in here and loud and I was just leaving—”
“It’s okay,” the man assured her, offering her a smile as he accepted the napkins from her. Despite herself, Elizabeth found herself giving him a quick onceover. With dark hair and warm brown eyes that reflected his friendly smile, he was… definitely not unattractive.
“It was my fault, anyways— I was distracted, wasn’t looking where I was going,” he continued apologetically. “The least I can do is buy you a new coffee.”
That made Elizabeth’s eyebrow shoot up. “I’m the one who dumped a drink all over you. If anything, I should be offering to buy your coffee.”
“Well, if you’re offering,” the man said with a half-grin. “But it’s not exactly good manners to tell someone to buy you a coffee. This gets the job done a lot better.”
Oh, so that’s what’s going on. Giving him a polite smile that, with any luck, communicated a polite disinterest, Elizabeth said, “I was actually just on my way out, I have some studying to do. I appreciate the offer, though.”
He accepted that with a nod. “Sure. You’re at UVA, too, right?”
“I am,” Elizabeth said, and the man smiled.
“Thought I recognized you. I’m Henry.”
“Elizabeth,” she said, casting a quick glance towards the door. Henry seemed to get the point.
“Maybe I’ll see you around, Elizabeth,” he said, giving her a final easy smile before joining the line for coffee.
Despite her insistence that she had to leave, Elizabeth lingered just another second to watch him chat with the cashier, wearing that smile, warm as the sun. Interesting, she thought, and almost found herself hoping they did meet again.
However, it was unlikely— she had school to focus on, not a social life. And she wasn’t about to keep pining away for a boy she’d just met that day.
She headed for the door, and had almost made it to the door when she shot a last look over her shoulder. To her surprise, Henry met her eyes, and lifted his coffee towards her in a quick salute. Sending him a quick smile and a nod, Elizabeth pushed open the door. Focus, she scolded herself. She had work ahead of her that was bigger than some boy with a nice smile.
#thanks for the ask!!#elizabeth mccord#henry mccord#team mccord#as you can see this is part coffee shop au part college au#this was kinda hard but also pretty fun#listen. if i had unlimited time and energy and inspiration#i would absolutely write 20k words of this#it would involve henry properly wooing the girl he met in the coffee shop and instantly started crushing on#and bess growing to care about him too#and they would be shipped so hard by their various friends/roommates#(there would be extensive crossovers. i don't know who all would be there for sure except captain a from the rookie)#GOSH that would be fun#anyways. i digress#madam secretary#writing stories is a kind of magic too
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Growing up is rewatching Madam Secretary and having a huge crush on Dr. Henry McCord. There's just something about a smart man with ethics. 😍
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I miss them soooo much !! Also they are such a power couple
#elizabeth mccord#madam secretary#tea leoni#henry mccord#tim daly#elizabeth and henry#couple goals#mymadamsecgifs#i love them#henry and elizabeth#power couple
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breaking the rules
Nadine stood at the head of the table in Conference East, peering at the padfolio that lay open in her hands. “I’d like to remind everyone that any holiday decorations are to be unobtrusive and respectful of people of all faiths.” She wet the pad of her index finger, and turned the page. Her eyebrows arched—not by much, but enough for Elizabeth to notice. “Also, in the interest of avoiding any lawsuits, HR have issued a memo stating there’s to be no mistletoe.”
Matt rocked forward in his seat, and nabbed a croissant from the tray in the middle of the table. “Spoilsports,” he muttered, loud enough that it was clearly meant to be heard.
Nadine folded shut the padfolio and tucked it under her arm. “With that out of the way, we can return to the more pressing issue of the situation in Chad.”
“Thanks, Nadine,” Elizabeth said, as her chief of staff walked over and slipped into the seat next to hers.
She turned to Jay, mouth open, ready to ask if he’d heard back from his French counterparts, when Henry McCord—sorry, Dr Henry McCord—strode through from the outer office, coat slung over his arm, briefcase in hand.
“Madam Secretary.” He sent her a stiff nod in greeting. “Sorry I’m late. My car wouldn’t start.” He gripped the back of the chair next to Matt’s, fingertips curling into the cushion, and pulled the chair out from the table.
Still tearing his croissant into shreds atop a paper napkin, Matt twisted to Henry with a smirk. “Is that code for ‘I had a hot date last night and had to make it across town to get a change of clothes before work this morning’.”
Henry sent Matt a look dark enough to make Matt drop the smirk and return to his croissant. “No. It’s code for ‘My car wouldn’t start’.” He placed his coat and suitcase in a heap at the foot of his chair, took a seat, and glanced around the rest of the staff. “Did I miss anything?”
“HR banned mistletoe.” Blake’s voice, muffled by a mouthful of something, came from the desk in the corner.
“Not that you’d care,” Matt muttered.
Daisy raised her eyebrows as she tapped at the screen of her tablet, then set the tablet on the table. “I’d say the lack of a hot date would increase one’s interest in mistletoe.”
Before they could drift off topic, possibly risk Henry enlightening them about the historical background of mistletoe and why HR were right to ban it, but for totally different and no doubt obscure ethical/cultural/religious reasons, Elizabeth stepped in. “We were about to discuss the situation in Chad. I trust you have an ethical perspective that you’d like to share, Dr McCord.”
Daisy raised her mug to her lips; the ceramic barely concealed her murmur. “Here we go.”
Henry levelled his gaze on Elizabeth. “Actually,” he said, his tone hard, a touch too combative, “I do.”
And so began the lecture…
—Sorry. The ethical argument that they ought to consider.
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Later, there was a knock at Elizabeth’s office door.
“Come in,” she called out, as she swept her signature across the bottom of yet another document. (She swore the pile was getting bigger with each one that she signed.)
The door handle clattered, the door arced open, and Henry appeared in the entrance.
“Madam Secretary? Can I have a word?”
She tossed the document at the out-tray and capped her pen. “Sure,” she said. “Close the door.”
Henry stepped inside, and shut the door with a snick; the moment he did, both their expressions gave way and softened into smiles.
Elizabeth rose from her chair and turned, ready to meet him. “Hey, there.”
He came to a stop in front of her, but rather than slipping one hand beneath her blazer to sit on her waist and leaning in for a kiss like he usually would, he pulled something out of his jacket pocket and held it above them.
She looked up.
Mistletoe.
She grinned, and returned her gaze to his. “I didn’t have you pegged for a rule breaker, Dr McCord.”
He shrugged. “On occasion. For the right person.”
Warmth spread through her chest, causing her grin to widen; his lines might be cheesier than the chicken Alfredo he cooked for her last night, but she couldn’t deny they had the desired effect.
She cupped his cheek, and brushing her thumb back and forth, drew him in for a slow and heavy kiss.
When they parted, she rested her hands on his chest, made a pretence of smoothing his shirt. “Do you think they know?” she said, in reference to the staff—and to Matt’s comment, in particular.
He pulled a face, as if genuinely considering it, then gave her an easy smile. “I think we’re good.”
“So, my place again tonight?”
He winked. “Can’t wait.” With that, he stepped away—they never had long—and he headed for the door.
The air between them eased back towards professional, but before it could revert entirely, she called after him, “This time, maybe bring a change of clothes.”
His back still to her, he mock-saluted. “Yes, ma’am.”
The door closed, and the office returned to a steady silence, punctuated by the clock ticking away on the mantle.
She watched after him for a few moments more, then picked up the mistletoe he’d left at the edge of her desk and secreted it into the top drawer. She didn’t know yet what this thing between them was, but she felt certain of this:
She’d break every last rule in the book for Henry McCord.
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Henry: You forgot to run the dishwasher again, didn’t you?
Elizabeth: *drinking from a vase* What makes you think that?
#incorrect madam secretary#madam secretary#elizabeth mccord#henry mccord#henry x elizabeth#elizabeth x henry
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Coming Home For You ~Nadine Tolliver x Elizabeth McCord x Henry McCord
Summary— A little smutty blurb. With Henry out of town, the girls enjoy some time to themselves in bed. But they aren’t about to spoil the man’s fun, so they keep him on the phone until he can get back home and join them in person…
Mommy… Master List
Requests & Prompt-List
Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, eating out, oral sex (f receiving), phone sex, implied masturbation, implied future smut, implied threesomes, etc.
Enjoy (;
“Oh God fuck Nadine right there!!”
Elizabeth keeled over in pleasure as the brunette in between her legs meticulously brought her over the edge. The blonde’s hands scrambled to hold onto the sheets for dear life as her orgasm crashed into her. She let out another unbridled moan, as her head lolled back, her back arched and her body shook through the affects of her high.
Nadine moaned into the other woman’s cunt as Elizabeth’s juices shot out for the brunette to lap up. Her tongue expertly continued to fuck the blonde through her high, slurping up all the other woman’s arousal eagerly. The brunette’s hands were firmly perched against Elizabeth’s thighs, to keep the woman from suffocating her as she pleasured her.
The blonde fell limp against the bed spread as her orgasm subsided. Nadine sat up, licking her lips and looking at Elizabeth with a shit eating grin. Elizabeth stared back blissfully and in shock at the massive climax the brunette had pulled from her.
“Henry? You still with us?” Nadine breathlessly asked.
Next to the two women on the bed was Elizabeth’s phone with Henry on speaker.
“Jesus Yea I’m here” Henry groaned.
“I told you she was good.” Elizabeth panted out.
Henry chuckled, and if the two women could see him, they would see how flushed his face was.
“Yeah you sure did babe…” he breathed out.
Both women sat on the bed, panting heavily and slowly recovering.
“But I think we’ll have to do a redo once I’m back in town. Need to see it for myself to truly believe in…” Henry teased through the phone.
Both women chuckled at that, and Elizabeth looked to Nadine, who nodded back to the blonde in confirmation.
“I think that’s something we can arrange. Don’t you, Nadine…?” Elizabeth purred, while pulling the other woman towards her.
Nadine climbed into the blonde’s lap, eagerly letting her lips meet Elizabeth’s for a moment before responding.
“Yes, I think so…” Nadine cooed, pulling another groan from Henry.
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Nadine Tolliver Masterlist
Elizabeth McCord Masterlist
Henry McCord Masterlist ~Coming Soon (;
#nadine Tolliver#elizabeth mccord#henry mccord#Nadine Tolliver smut#Nadine Tolliver x Elizabeth McCord#Nadine x Elizabeth#Elizabeth McCord x Nadine Tolliver#Elizabeth x Nadine#Elizabeth McCord smut#Elizabeth x Henry#Henry x Elizabeth#Elizabeth McCord x Henry McCord#Henry McCord x Elizabeth McCord#Henry McCord smut#Elizabeth x Nadine x Henry#Nadine x Elizabeth x Henry#madam secretary#madam president#madam secretary smut#madam Secretary fanfiction#tea leoni#bebe neuwirth#tim daly#madam secretary fic
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I know I'm becoming a Certified Adult now bc I'm watching Madam Secretary and I am not-so-subtly into Henry McCord. A hot sweater wearing scholar with unshakable ethics? Yes fucking please
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