#agent sloane

[xmalereader]

- Captain John Price -

• Captain John Price X Male Reader

Summary: A new recruit joins the team who remains anonymous and joins unexpectedly. Laswell is keeping them a secret until their own mission is over, little did price know that this new agent is someone he’s very close too.

• Captain John Price X Vampire! Male Reader

Summary: Reader is a vampire who works in the task force alongside his husband. His profile is classified and no one knows about his biology and what who he really is, what happens when his new team finds out about him? - TWO

#male reader #John price x male reader #John price #captain johnathan price #captain John price #mw2 spoilers #mw2 price #agent #barry sloane #au #shorts #mini series #captain price x male reader #captain price x reader #John price x reader

[ragsy]

drawing my OCs in other art styles until i drive myself to madness

in order:

mark "dogmark mandog" stevens (butch hartman)

fishwoman diane fishwoman (neopets)

sloane armstrong AKA agent hill (tintin)

emily song (scooby doo)

sir dillion (rob liefeld (i chickened out on this one because i would simply pass away if i inked the whole thing))

arji the fool (animal crossing)

#ragsycon exclusive #ragsymakes #oc art #art style challenge #artists on tumblr #dogmark mandog #fishwoman diane fishwoman #agent hill #sloane armstrong #emily song #sir dillion #arjibi #WHEW that's a lotta guys

[the-last-dillpickle]

Bond-esque spy adventure featuring Morn and Sloan

#morn is actually an agent for lissepia #sloan is the enemy agent who is whooed into the suave morn's arms when they team up

[raurquiz]

#happybirthday @Wm_Sadler #williamsadler #actor #luthersloan #section31 #startrek #deepspacenine #ironman3 #themist #roswell #billandted #bogusjourney #FacetheMusic #theblacklist #agentsofshield #hawaiifive0 #damages #Homeland #TheHollow #WhenTheySeeUs #TheGrudge #AliceFadesAway

#happybirthday #william sadler #actor #luther sloan #section 31 #startrek #deep space nine #iron man 3 #themist #roswell #bill and ted #bogusjourney #face the music #the blacklist #agents of shield #hawaii five 0 #damages #homeland #thehollow #when they see us #the grudge #alicefadesaway

[scorchrend]

hi look at my depot agent. they just appeared one day and nobody knows if hes even officially hired

(ingo and emmet hire him for real at some point but it is never brought up so nobody knows. who the fuck this is.)

#raz #oc #how do i tag this. #depot agent #depot agent sloane #art #the knight’s testaments #rotom #mismagius #btw any questions abt them are good to me! #raz the rotom #tagging my bestie raz because they are very important to me :) #based on my pokemon platinum team

[formulalina15]

i’m at the point where i need someone to strap me down and blast the audio book for twelve because just the thought of reading this makes me wanna cry for days and enter a reading slump

#I CANT DO IT EVERYTHING IS SO DIFFERENT AND I MISS BRIGGS AND STERLING #PLEASE #I NEED MORE DEAN AND MICHAEL AND SLOANE AND BRIGGS AND STERLING #the naturals #dean redding #agent sterling #agent briggs #sloane tavish #michael townsend

[maybenotavri]

I’d like to say, I just finished the naturals series and GOD ITS BEEN A HELL OF A RIDE.

I would do anything for Sloane Tavish and I honestly would love it if Celine had more appearances. Maybe in Twelve?

#the naturals #jennifer lynn barnes #Michael Townsend #Lia Zhang #Sloane Tavish #Cassie Hobbes #Dean Redding #2am reading #mystery #books #Poor Agent Starmans

[vi-writes-stuff]

The Phantom Agent was disappointing. I really miss multiple LI books. Like I think i would have enjoyed it a bit more if I was given the chance to romance Vivian. (We love our nerd gals in the chair) I'm replaying Perfect Match and my God, romancing Sloane is scratching that itch.

#playchoices #perfect match #the phantom agent #vivian lopez #sloane washington

[trinitycove]

Favorite fictional characters?

I have so many. Bilbo Baggins, Luna Lovegood, and Alice from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland are top tier for me. There are too many others to list.

Lately I've been watching Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and Workin' Moms so Maria Hill and Sloane Mitchell are current faves.

#mcu #me #ask #agents of shield #workin' moms #sloane mitchell #maria hill #bilbo baggins #luna lovegood #alice #alices adventures in wonderland #fictional characters

[commander-krios]

SWTOR OC SEXYPERSON TOURNEY | ROUND 2.3

#star wars #swtor #swtor oc sexyperson #despina sloane #keshani zythor #republic trooper #imperial agent

[ragsy]

47-60, and 66-70 for Beloved Dogmark, Beloved Dillion and Agent Hill because I think she’s hot

AUGH LIGHTNING ROUND. okay. rapid fire.

47. favorite type of cheese?

Mark: lactose intolerant :( Dillion: doesn't know what cheese is. WAIT, unless his people traditionally milked whales?? and made cheese from whale milk??? those are the only mammals that he would conceivably encounter. oh no. now i have thoughts. Hill: pepper jack. but like. the painfully hot kind

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

Mark: don't call him a fruit, he'll cry. but also-- peach. fragile and easily bruised, but has a hard center if you dig for it. Dillion: some sort of near-extinct heirloom apple variety that was only grown on some rich guy's lawn for a single generation before he went bankrupt and the variety disappeared Hill: beefsteak tomato. spiteful and acidic, but robust and tender.

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

Mark: oh fuck what a horrible night to have a curse. what a complete dogshit ass night for a curse. god what a fucking night, my dude. for a curse i mean. fuck this. Dillion: MY BOY, THIS PEACE IS WHAT ALL TRUE WARRIORS STRIVE FOR-- Hill: act first. apologize later.

The rest under the cut 👇👇

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

Mark: probably one of those things where he had just gotten out of a potentially very dangerous situation (a mugging, a car crash, a fire, etc) and, once he realized he was safe and everything was fine, all he could do was laugh. and laugh. and he doesn't laugh a lot. so people get very concerned. Dillion: over a meal with his party members. someone's just said something clever. he can't remember the last time he shared a moment like this with someone who cares for him just as much as he does for them. Hill: she just told someone to fuck around and find out. they just found out. she didn't even have to lift a finger.

51. current stresses?

Mark: has no job. has no money. has an anxiety disorder. is a dogman. doesn't know where he's sleeping tonight. Dillion: on a self-destructing planet with the distinct possibility that he can't save everyone Hill: has a malignant curse that is slowly turning her body into a mass of tentacles with minds of their own. also probably under investigation by the IRS

52. favorite font?

i'm gonna be real with you here, i don't think any of these three people have one. i don't even know if dillion knows what a font is

53. what is the current state of your hands?

Mark: nicked and scraped, dirt under his nails/claws. currently shoved in his pockets. Dillion: as manicured as he can manage, given his circumstances. currently gripping the hilt of his sword. Hill: scarred, knuckly, bruised. she keeps her nails as short as they'll go. currently only one of them-- lost the other one to the aforementioned curse.

54. what did you learn from your first job?

Mark: you are a peon whose only purpose is to keep your head down and do what you're told. Dillion: you are the specialest boy in the whole kingdom because you paid us a lot of money for this job title Hill: if you see someone shoplifting no you didn't

55. favorite fairy tale?

Mark: beauty and the beast Dillion: the little mermaid (or, rather, the undersea perspective version of it) Hill: little red riding hood

56. favorite tradition?

Mark: going camping in june for his birthday (which is actually in december) Dillion: traditional dishes from home. you KNOW cooking in a culture that spends 100% of its time submerged in water has gotta be some wild delicious shit Hill: new year's. it's the only holiday she ever really gets off, anyway

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

Mark: escaping a toxic relationship, surviving on his own, accepting himself for what he is Dillion: overly high self esteem, survivor's guilt (kinda still working on this one but he's made a lot of progress), speaking openly about his feelings to another person Hill: mostly extremely large monsters trying to eat her. there's been a lot of those

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

Mark: pretty good at making a campfire, has some sort of 6th sense for knowing if there's poison ivy nearby, has a bite force of 330 PSI and can run at about 30mph on all fours (idk if he's actually proud of those last two but he deserves to be) Dillion: big arm muscles. big abdominal muscles. big leg muscles. big heart. which is also a muscle. Hill: can keep a cool head in a dangerous situation, really good at arm wrestling, is a pretty good shot (was better when she had two hands, but she's still pretty good), encyclopedic knowledge of american sitcoms from between 1980 and 2005

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

Mark: "uh. uh-oh. oh no." Dillion: [clipping the microphone] "ONWARD, MY FRIEND!" Hill: "Alright, shitheads. Get on with it."

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

Mark: slice of life romance (but with monsters) Dillion: i mean he was literally isekai'd, so, Hill: some sort of dark, mature, traditional cel-animated seinen

66. favorite flower(s)?

Mark: he doesn't think he has one, but it's totally magnolia blossom Dillion: anemones. but not the animal, the actual flower anemone Hill: sunflower

67. good luck charms?

Mark: his wristwatch. he's not sentimental with a lot of his belongings, but he will never, ever part with that watch. Dillion: the halberd cozy that Midas made for him Hill: the front door key to her house, from before her home town was destroyed by a monster attack

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

Mark: he has NO spice tolerance. so literally anything remotely spicy Dillion: candles, before he learned that you're not supposed to eat them (even though they are on the table) (they don't have tables OR candles underwater) Hill: she's not one to waste a drink, but she tried an IPA at a bar once that was so gross she took one sip, stood up, and drove to the next state over.

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

Mark: the fastest way to hook up with someone is to go to some sort of queer meetup and yawn just enough for someone to notice his sharp teeth Dillion: he can swim with full plate armor on. don't worry about it Hill: vampires and draculas are two separate, convergently evolved species

70. left or right handed?

Mark: lefty Dillion: righty Hill: was a lefty, but that arm's the bad one. she trained herself well enough to be a righty though

#ragsycon exclusive #entropyking #WHEW good questions thank u #sir dillion #dogmark #agent hill #(who is also called sloane but i never made that publicly official)

[the-last-dillpickle]

Interesting comparison I noticed today. In s5e16 ‘Doctor Bashir, I Presume’, we get these lines from Richard Bashir:

RICHARD: Oh, so now we're not taking it seriously. We're not as bright as he is. We don't have your gifted intellect so we can't see the perfectly obvious.

RICHARD: You're so smart. You know so much that you can stand there and judge us. But you're still not smart enough to see that we saved you from a lifetime of remedial education and underachievement.

Then in the next season, s6e18 ‘Inquisition’, Sloan has a rant where he says:

SLOAN: I've had enough of your lies, Doctor. You think you're smarter than the rest of us, don't you? You think you're smarter than the millions of brave men and women who put their lives on the line for the Federation.

I kind of doubt it’s intentional from the writers since it’s at the end of the scene and Bashir doesn’t get a chance to respond, but like to imagine Sloan is purposely dredging up Julian’s old daddy issues here. Perhaps S31 has access to footage from one of Julian’s visits/calls to his father?

#also interesting: bashir calls richard his architect and that does seem what sloan wants to be with julian #to rebuild him up into a good little agent/tool

[shesloan]

plotted started for spencer reid @eidetic187​​ 

"you really think we can get this up and running?” elena asked as she took a seat in the passenger seat of the old truck that had been sitting in her driveway for years. a gift from one of her relatives, before they had passed. “it’s definitely a good project to pass the time when we aren’t at work. though, it needs a lot of work done. i don’t think this thing has been driven in the past TWENTY years.” elena had talked to spencer in the past about fixing up old cars and it was something they both had in common, which shocked her a little bit when she had first met the other agent. 

#( agent sloan ) / * turning tables . #( queued ) / * look at all those chickens

[martysimone]

Agent Provocateur | Sloane • in green satin + black lace | Fall Winter 2023-24

#Agent Provocateur #luxury lingerie #lingerie

[fooled-around-and-fell]

Can you do a shy reader who is not very good with social cues and agent Whiskey please 

oh boy, with agent whiskey who's a serial flirt? this reminds me of that scene from grey's anatomy of mark sloan and cristina yang lol. anyway, hope you enjoy! ❣️

Social Cues

warnings: flirting. fluff.

pairing: agent whiskey (jack daniels) x female reader

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when jack was informed that there will be a new recruit, he wasn't expecting you. you, in all your glory, and jack can't help but stare as you introduce yourself to the others.

like a moth to a flame, jack volunteers every time there's an opening on your case, has lunch with you, offers you a ride home, everything he could think of just so that he can get a (longer) whiff of you.

but jack is slowly losing his mind. he knows he's got game-- he's jack daniels, for god's sake. jack was just poking fun at first, but now he's actually interested in you and wondering why in hell aren't you?

there's a number of times when jack's trying to flirt with you but you just don't get it. it frustrates and intrigues him.

"hey sugar, why don't you join me for dinner tonight and afterwards i can show you just how my whip works, yeah?" jack smirks. "thanks jack, but ginger already showed me the mechanics. maybe just dinner?"

another time;

"oh, jack, you look like a tomato." jack chuckles, he just returned from a mission that had him stand in the sun for hours. he's sunburnt. "yeah? was hopin' you like tomatoes." "yeah! they're good as a sauce or soup."

"maybe try just telling her you're interested?" ginger suggests.

jack looks at her like she's crazy. "now where's the fun in that?"

"well you're clearly not going anywhere with your current approach." she says. "doesn't seem like your regular charm is working."

"it works. usually." he presses. "i just need to figure out what she likes."

jack spends the next few days coming up with the perfect way to approach you and impress you. he now knows what you like and dislike, what you can't tolerate, and what you absolutely love.

it's not until he sees tequila flirting with you, and you blushing that it gets him mad.

"what's going on here?" he casually asks.

"oh, tequila's just telling me a funny story." you giggle.

jack raises his brow. "oh really? 'bout what?"

tequila shrugs. "had to be there for it to be funny, you know? i'll see you later." he sends a wink your way before leaving.

you shake your head with a smile and look at jack. "so, what can i do for you, jack?"

jack's lips are still pursed. he can't believe tequila would stab him in the back like that.

"jack?"

"huh? oh, nothin-" jack clicks his tongue. enough is enough. "no, actually, i do have a question for you."

"shoot." you nod.

jack looks at you deeply and takes a breath. "what is wrong with you?"

"huh??"

"i- i've been trying to flirt with you all week, and you ignore me. you shoot me down, but you're all smiles and sweetness when you do it." he says. "sugar, i don't know if i should be insulted or what."

your eyes are wide as you stare at him. "you've been flirting with me?"

"yeah." jack replies, stating the obvious. "wait, you don't know?"

you shake your head. "i'm.. okay, it's probably my bad," you grimace, "i've been told that i don't pickup social cues very well."

jack groans and sighs. "no kidding."

you can't help the small chuckle escaping you at jack's obvious struggle. "why don't you ask me directly?"

"what?"

"ask me. directly."

jack blinks a few times and straightens himself. "can- no. will you give me the honor of taking you out on a date?"

you smile. "of course, jack. see, that was easy, right?"

#romance #pedropascal #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fluff #pedro pascal fic #pedro pascal fanfiction #agent whiskey x reader #agentwhiskey #agent whiskey #agent whiskey fluff #pedro pascal x reader #jose pedro balmaceda pascal #pedro pascal character fanfic #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal fandom #pedro pascal fanfic #jack daniels x reader #kingsman #kingsman 2 #agent whiskey kingsman #jack daniels x female reader #jack daniels #kingsman the golden circle #jack daniels x you

[callsign-rogueone]

by your side - b.d.

Bodhi Durran x girlfriend!reader Your friends suggest that your recent bouts of nausea might be something more, and it sends you into a spiral, but Bodhi is there for you, as always. [requested] wc: 1.1k 🏷: no spoilers this time? set toward the beginning of Iron Flame (his third year and yours). descriptions of vomit / nausea, anxiety, one (1) reference to sex. healthy established relationship between reader and Bodhi :) writing this one was fun because I know exactly how it feels (it sucks lmao)

“Don’t shoot the messenger,” Imogen says rather indelicately, patting your back as you heave into the grass at afternoon formation for the third time in three days, “but is there any way you could be…”

You blink once, twice, realizing what she’s implying, and the mere idea has your stomach turning again, but there’s nothing left in your system - you haven’t been able to keep food down for days.

“Imogen,” Sloane scolds from your other side, still holding your hair back from your face, “we agreed that now was not the time.”

You take measured sips from your waterskin, trying to rinse the acid from your throat, but the burning feeling doesn’t subside.

You look to Violet, who remains quiet as the grave.

“I agree that it’s a possibility,” she says carefully. “But either way, we’re here for you, and I know he will be too.”

Oh, gods. You hadn’t even considered having this conversation with Bodhi yet. What would you even say to him? Hey, I know we’re in military school and doing this whole double-agent-arms-dealing thing on the weekends and there’s a very real chance that neither of us will make it to next month, but I think I'm pregnant with your child?

The women you’ve come to regard as younger sisters can sense that you’re spiraling.

“He’s a good man,” Sloane says, rare praise from her, “and he loves you. You’ll find a way to get through this together, whatever it is.”

You’re too drained to argue, but that doesn’t stop the swirl of thoughts in your head. 

You, Bodhi, and a child.

Maybe in another life, where the both of you hadn’t been conscripted to Basgiath, and you weren’t in mortal danger all the time… but even then, you’re barely adults yourselves, and your parents won’t be able to help you from the grave. You’d be doing this entirely on your own.

You shake the feeling off. Today is a Saturday, one that you have free. You’ve completed your assignments already. You’ll try to sleep this off, you decide, and if that still doesn’t kick it, you’ll see a healer. 

Sleep comes easily with how exhausted you are, but it does not show you mercy.

Muscled arms cradle a bundle of blankets. You recognize the swirling pattern of Bodhi’s relic easily, having spent many nights tracing the black ink with your fingertips as you lay beside him in the afterglow.

There’s a soft sound of discomfort from the baby. “Shh, darling,” he soothes, rocking them gently. “We don’t want to wake your mama.”

A hand rests on his shoulder; Xaden’s. “She looks just like you,” he says quietly, a soft smile on his face. 

A tiny hand peeks from the blanket, stretching to grasp Bodhi’s finger, which now bears a silver wedding ring.

You shake yourself awake, heart pounding as you move to sit up.

There’s a knock at your door. “It’s me.” Bodhi.

“Come in,” you reply weakly, and you hear the lock click — the day you had moved in, Xaden helped you ward it so that only you and Bodhi could open the door, doing the same for Bodhi’s room down the hall.

“Vi said you weren’t feeling good, so I brought you dinner,” he says gently, sitting on the side of your bed and touching a hand to your cheeks. “No fever,” he observes, kissing your forehead, and continuing to check you over for injury.

You’re going to cry. “Bo,” you say quietly, “I need to talk to you.”

“Anything, darling.” He says, ready to listen, and your heart twists hearing the same petname he’d called your daughter.

“I don’t know if it was a vision or just a dream, but…” you swallow, the words getting stuck in your throat.

Bodhi stills beside you, fearing the worst. 

Your signet gives you clouded images of the future, but they usually aren’t happy sights. You’ve come to talk to him about your visions in the middle of the night many times, as distressed as you are now. 

“What did you see?” He asks gently, taking your hands in his.

“You, holding a baby girl. Xaden was there, too, but I woke up before I could see anything else.”

He doesn’t follow.

“I’ve been throwing up for days, and I think… I think I might be pregnant,” you whisper, eyes brimming with tears. “I’m so sorry.” 

“Oh, darling, don’t apologize.“ He pulls you close, pressing a kiss to your hairline. “I love you, and I will be by your side every step of the way in either case.”

His words of reassurance are the last straw, and you finally start to cry, your tears dampening his collar.

“I’m going to stay right here, for as long as you want me to, and then we can go see the healers, together.”

You nod against his shoulder, too exhausted to respond.

Every step of the way.

He holds your hand all the way across the bridge to the other side of the college, only letting go when a kind older woman in pale blue healer’s robes comes to take you into an exam room.

You stay quiet as she takes your pulse, listens to your heart, and goes through the motions of a physical.

“You appear to be reacting to something you’ve been eating or drinking.” She diagnoses, handing you a small paper bag with medicine to take. “This should help.”

“So I’m not…,” you trail off, and she knows exactly what you mean. She’d seen how terrified you were walking in here, hand in hand with your boyfriend, and instantly realized what you were concerned about.

“Not with child,” she confirms with a knowing smile, and a weight is lifted from your shoulders. Thank Zhinal. 

Bodhi is still waiting outside. He stands as soon as he sees you, ready to draw you into a warm embrace.

“It was those damn berries,” you say, shaking your head, and he laughs, no doubt feeling the same relief as you. The rich sound soothes every nerve in your body.

He tugs you closer, wrapping you in his arms. The paper bag crinkles between you. “The moment we graduate, I’m marrying you.”

“What?” You ask, stunned.

He pulls back so he can look you in the eye.

“I thought about it while you were with the healer,” he says, as if it’s that simple, “and I decided that I want to be there for you for the rest of my life. Through all the visions, good and bad.” 

You smile up at him, pure happiness flowing through you. “I love you, Bodhi Durran.”

“I love you more, darling,” he says, tucking the bag into a pocket of his flight jacket and taking your hand. “Now, I snuck you an extra piece of cake from dinner, and if you aren’t going to eat it, I will.”

You burst into laughter. Yeah, you decide. This is the man you want by your side forever.

#bodhi durran #bodhi durran x reader #fourth wing fanfic #fourth wing imagine #fourth wing reader insert #fourth wing x reader #mine