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multiversefandomsrandomness · 1 year

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The Rookie & The Rookie Feds cast supporting their writers ❤️

#the rookie #tim bradford #chenford #eric winter #the rookie feds

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chenfordsource · 8 months

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CHENFORD COUNTDOWN counting the days to season six || day 128 #chenford in 401 if tim had no morals

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bullet-prooflove · 14 days

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And it's me again coming in with a request for Brendon Acres now! Can I have "I choose the devil I know Over the heaven I don't", please?

Companion piece to Estelle

You tell Brendon you won’t meet with Estelle but you lie. You lie because you love him, because he’s too naïve to see what needs to be done and too pure to let you do it.

That night, you end the relationship. You say harsh things, cruel things. You break his heart into a thousand pieces before crushing each and every single one of them underneath the heel of your boot.

Then you seduce your ex-girlfriend. You allow her to think that she’s coercing you, that she has the upper hand and Estelle, she falls for it because she can’t fathom you being this duplicitous. You were just a naïve post graduate before she turned you out. She thinks you’re still that girl, the one she fell in love with but betrayal like that, incarceration it changes you. It makes you mercenary.

She’s threatening the one person in the world you would do anything for, the one that saved you after she broke you.

“Do I fuck you better than him?” She asks you at the height of it all in a hotel suite that overlooks the city. “Did he get you off the way I do?”

You lie to her too and she drinks it in like a fine wine because this was never about a job, not really. This was about ownership, about reminding you who you really belonged to even after all these years.

When the FBI raid her condo the next morning, they find a Matisse that was stolen the night before from a private collector in Malibu, along with some other miscellaneous items.

They initially arrest her for burglary and the trafficking of stolen antiquities but the charges stack the more they uncover because Estelle, she’s meticulous. She keeps detailed records in a hidden safe, she had installed into the inside the chimney breast. You make sure to include that in the anonymous tip you leave with art crimes.

The only thing they don’t find is her laptop and the external hard drive she keeps. They were melted in a trashcan fire under an overpass within your two mile radius.

When you see Brendon the next morning, he looks like hell. There’s dark circles under his eyes and he’s quiet, quieter than you’ve ever seen him. He avoids your gaze and you avoid his. Your heart wrenches in your chest because the last thing you wanted to do was hurt him but it was the only way.

It’s at the end of the day that he approaches you, he sets a mug of herbal tea down on your desk and you tilt your head up to meet his gaze.

“I know what you did.” He tells you as his ass comes to rest upon your neighbour’s desk. “And I know why you did it.”

“Is this Brendon my ex-boyfriend or Brendon the Fed?” You ask him because there’s always been a distinction between the two, just like there is for you.

Mona the criminal and Mona the woman he loves.

“Does it matter?” He asks you. “You wouldn’t tell me anyway would you?”

“No.” You say shaking your head because you would never put him in a position that forces him to choose.

“Mona, I love you…” He begins.

“But we can’t be together, I know.” You say quietly. “We’ve been fooling ourselves.”

His palm rubs over the nape of his neck, something he does when he’s upset, agitated and you wrap your hands around the mug, warming them.

“In one year I’ll have completed my probation period, we can petition Garza…”

“We both know it doesn’t matter, Hendricks would have to sign off too and he’s not going to do that.” You remind him, cradling the cup to your chest. “I can’t ask you to wait four years until my penance with the FBI is over, it isn’t fair.”

“So this is it then.” He says, his voice breaking as he crosses his arms over his chest. “The two of us are done?”

You nod because you don’t trust yourself to speak. Brendon straightens up, tucking his hands into the pockets of his trousers. He starts to walk away before he pauses for the briefest of moments.

“I would have waited for you Mona.” He says, tilting his head towards you and you can see the sincerity of the statement in those brilliant blue eyes of his. “I would have waited a lifetime for you.”

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#brendon acres #brendon acres x reader #the rookie feds

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onlycringepost · 9 months

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i hate when a tv show references a fictional "tv show" that exists in their world because now i wanna watch "vampire cop"

#the rookie feds #cryptidcore #textpost #personal #shitpost

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thena0315 · 1 month

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Tim being jealous of a handsome former actor-turned-FBI agent taking a selfie with the woman he's in love with

#chenford #tim bradford #lucy chen #brendon acres #laura stensen #the rookie #the rookie feds

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livelovecaliforniadreams · 2 years

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#just a little rookie feds parallel #the rookie #the rookie feds #chenford #tim x lucy #tim bradford #lucy chen #melissa o’neil #eric winter #i love them #faves #just them saving lives as they should #soulmates #a match made in heaven #gif #gifs #gifset #1x4 #2x11

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halsteadsass · 2 years

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#can they be any more obvious?

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renegadesstuff · 7 months

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Sunshine x grumpy 🥹

#the rookie #the rookie feds #laura stensen #lucy chen #brendon acres #tim bradford #chenford #brensen #grumpy x sunshine #the rookie series #the rookie feds series #the rookie edit #the rookie feds edit #the rookie feds season 1 #1x02 #Face Off

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tomkeirblyth · 2 years

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THE ROOKIE: FEDS S01E02 | "Face Off"

#laura stensen #brendon acres #the rookie feds #lucy chen #tim bradford #chenford #chenfordsource #therookiecentral #chenfordedit #madebyjen #usermorgan

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karihighman · 5 months

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Made these fun little Spotify Wrapped playlists: The Rookie (& The Rookie Feds) edition 😁👍

#spotify wrapped #playlist #the rookie #chenford #lucy chen #tim bradford #wopez #wesley evers #angela lopez #jayla #james murray #nyla harper #the rookie feds #brensen #brendon acres #laura stensen

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multiversefandomsgifs · 2 years

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ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴋɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴛᴏꜱ

#the rookie #lucy chen #tim bradford #chenford #the rookie feds #laura stensen #brensen

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multiversefandomsrandomness · 8 months

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ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀɪᴛʏ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ꜰᴇᴜᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ ᴠꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ ꜰᴇᴅꜱ

#the rookie #lucy chen #tim bradford #chenford #melissa o’neil #eric winter #meleric #the rookie feds

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chenfordsource · 2 years

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365 days of Tim and Lucy: 291/365 I can’t believe you got Bailey out in time.

#the rookie #therookieedit #chenford #chenfordedit #the rookie feds #therookiefedsedit #multi #s5 #5x04 #feds #feds 1x04 #parallels #ours #by becca #365chenford

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bullet-prooflove · 2 months

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Hi~~ Poppin' in for a request with a new face in my list ;)

Can i have "hanging by a thread but you gotta survive" with Brendon Acres, please?? Than you!!

You find Brendon in a bar with a glass of whiskey in his hand. He grips it until his knuckles are white, his gaze fixating on the ice cubes at the bottom. You slip onto the seat along side him, your shoulder nudging against his as you rearrange your skirt to cover the tracking device on your ankle.

“Everytime I close my eyes, I see him die.” He says after a few minutes of silence. “I feel his blood on my hands, I hear his last breath.”

You know who he’s talking about, Special Agent Jason Simmons. His UC identity had been leaked, Brendon had tried to get to him in time but…

“I just want it to stop.” He tells you, swilling the amber liquid around the glass.

“It will for a while.” You say, gesturing at the drink. “But then it’ll come back.”

“And then I’ll pick up another glass, and then a bottle.” He murmurs setting the drink down and pushing it away from him. “And then that starts all over again.”

“It does.” You say quietly, capturing his hand in yours.

He sighs as he raises your hand to his mouth, his lips brushing over your knuckles.

“Can I drive you home?” He asks you. “Your curfew must be coming up.”

Your gaze flickers up to the clock above the bar. You have thirty minutes before you need to be at your residence otherwise Special Agent Henderson comes knocking and you end up back in prison.

“You could stay over.” You say softly. “I’ve been working on a few pieces, I wouldn’t mind you casting an eye over them.”

Brendon has always loved your paintings, the richness of the colour, the delicacy of the strokes. Everything you create is bright, vibrant, it’s how you see the world he thinks. He could use some of that right now, something to chase away the darkness that eats at his soul.

“You’re trying to keep me busy.” He says with a small smile as he raises to his feet and sets a couple of bills down onto the bar.

The thing with addiction, you think about it all of the time when you have a craving. It nestles in yours brain, clawing at your insides until you either give in or occupy yourself. Normally it’s the job that keeps him occupied, but…

“I can think of other ways to keep you distracted.” You tease, interrupting his thoughts as your fingertips trailing along the lapels of his blazer. “But we can start with painting, you’ll have to undress of course, I wouldn’t want it to stain your clothes.”

He laughs then and it’s such a lovely sound. It fills you with warmth from the tips of your toes to the top of your head.

“How about I paint you this time?” He suggests, his fingertips brushing a loose curl back behind your ear. “You can put on that silk robe I bought you, the one that matches your eyes…”

Your cheeks flush just a little because Brendon, he just can’t resist you in silk. His thumb ghosts over your cheek and you find yourself looking into those torrid blue gaze of his. The two of you are flirting with danger, you have been since this thing between started but you can’t seem to stop yourselves.

He could lose his job, you could go to prison. It should be enough to scare the two of your straight but it isn’t.

The benefits outweigh the cost everytime because Brendon, he makes you happy and you haven’t felt like that in a long time.

“Let’s get you home.” He murmurs, his lips brushing over yours. “We’ll see who distracts who.”

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