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mandomover · 2 years
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The Rookie - Masterlist
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So here it is! My lil Javi fic! it's based on a prompt from @honey-im-hotdog and it's kind of close to it, but i just went mad and wrote a whole series haha. So thankyou girl! I hope you all enjoy, I enjoyed writing it anyway so I thought i'd share with the lovely tumblr world!
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It's set around Narcos but doesn't follow canon for the most part except for a few things so just bare with me. And I've taken some liberties on the characters but it's my fic so I'll write it the way I wanna 😂😘 feedback is always welcome though 🙌🏽
You have worked hard to get into the DEA but can you prove yourself amongst the agents or are you just another Rookie sent to Colombia? Javi Peña has certainly taken a shine to you but will it amount to anything, or will it be the undoing of everything?
Part One -Tuesday Night
Part Two - The Road Block
Part Three - The Conscience of Consequence
Part Four - An Alcoholic Debrief
Part Five - The Yearbook
Part Six - The Party
Part Seven - Just Another Day at the Office
Part Eight - Butterfinger Bars
Part Nine - Getting Gacha
Part Ten - The Helicopter
Part Eleven - The Aftermath
Part Twelve - The Confession
Part Thirteen - The 180
Part Fourteen - Safe
Part Fifteen - The Day After the night before
Part Sixteen - No americanos no más
Part Seventeen -Three agents, two sicarios and a baby
Part Eighteen - Welcome Home Baby Girl
Part Nineteen - The Questioning
Part Twenty - Dinner date, Javi’s late
Part Twentyone- The Fall
Part Twentytwo- Dear Diary
Part Twentythree-
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escapismqueen · 1 year
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Multi-fandom Masterlist 💕
The Rookie + The summer I turned pretty (so far)
The Rookie
Headcanons
Everyone finding out about Chenford (Headcanon form)
Chenford through pregnancy
Imagines/fics
Everyone finding out about Chenford
Chenford pre relationship + almost kiss and heated argument
A call in the night- A Chenford fic/imagine- Tim gets a call in the middle of the night from Lucy. What could it possibly be about?
Chenford fic- Lucky guy- Tim and Lucy make an arrest, but things aren't so smooth sailing when the suspect hits on Lucy.
Chenford fic- It's me and you.- Tim is starting to worry about Lucy possibly going UC full time.
A Chenford fic- Sick day- Tim wakes up feeling under the weather, but insists he can still go to work. Lucy has other ideas.
A Chenford pre-relationship fic- How do you know? Lucy is having a rough day, so with the help of Tim, Angela and Nyla take her out for a drink. But what happens when Lucy drunkenly confesses something to not only Angela, but Tim as well?
A Chenford fic-Clumsy- Lucy and Tim decide that they're going to spend their day with their favourite fur baby, and go on a hike together
A Chenford fic- No boundaries- Tim and Lucy get invited to a cookout with his Metro co workers. But things go awry when a certain colleague ignores boundaries completely and makes a pass at Lucy.
A Chenford pre-relationship fic- Why didn't you like her ?- After Tim has his spinal surgery, Lucy comes and sits at his bedside. She can't help but feel like something's just happened with Tim, but leaves it for the time being. A few weeks later when Tim is back at work, she finds out what Ashley did... Part 2
A Chenford fic- 'I got mad after one of your Tim tests' Tim couldn't shake the feeling that there was something deeper at play, and it isn't long before he's questioning Lucy to tell him the truth.
A Chenford speculation fic- 5x19- 'I don't know' A speculation fic for 5x19.
You don't have to be sorry- A found family fic. Lucy falls ill but Tim and Tamara are unable to look after her.
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The summer I turned pretty
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Bellyjere Instagram au #1
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Twitter au's
Bellyjere Twitter au #1 and #2
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Video au's
Bellyjere Video au #1
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Snapchat au's
Bellyjere Snapchat au #1
Bellyjere Snapchat au #2
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imessage au's
Bellyjere imessage au #1
Love note au's
Bellyjere love note au #1
Bellyjere love note au #2
Bellyjere love note au #3
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thebisexualdogdad · 1 year
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The rookie masterlist
* means nsfw
■ means male reader
□ means gender neutral reader
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Lucy x reader
Nightmares ■
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Lucy and the party boy ■
Celina x reader
General dating headcanons □
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Tim x Reader
I'm a keeper ■
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targaryenluvs · 4 months
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MASTERLISTS!
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HUNGER GAMES
the arena is ready.
PERCY JACKSON & THE OLYMPIANS
welcome to camp half-blood!
SUPERNATURAL
dads on a hunting trip, are you coming?
911
911, what is your emergency?
THE ROOKIE
LAPD, en route.
SUITS
ready to handle the case?
THE VAMPIRE DIARIES
mystic falls grill, what can i get you?
SIX OF CROWS
train to ketterdam is boarding.
GAME OF THRONES
the throne awaits.
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON
the dragon calls your name.
HARRY POTTER
ready to be sorted?
SLYTHERIN BOYS
so many to choose from, who’s your favourite?
BRIDGERTON
the first ball of the season, have you picked out your dress?
MARVEL
the quinjet is prepared for takeoff. who’s flying?
SPIDERVERSE
the portals open, are you coming in?
FORMULA ONE
lights out and away we go!
CRIMINAL MINDS
the teams waiting in the meeting room.
MISCELLANEOUS
ready for the unknown?
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bronx-bomber87 · 4 months
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The Rookie Reviews Season's 1-5 Master List. Will be Pinned To Blog for Easy Access. S6 To Be Added This Summer.
Top Eps Listed Season's-1-4 Made a ranking list my fave eps for an ask. Wanted to include in this list.
Started: 5/13/23
Last Updated : 02/13/24
Works: 98
Season 1
1x01-Pilot
1x02-Crash Course
1x03-The Good, The Bad and The Ugly
1x04-The Switch
1x05-The Roundup
1x06-The Hawke
1x07-The Ride Along
1x08-Time Of Death
1x09-Standoff
1x10-Flesh and Blood
1x11-Redwood
1x12-Heartbreak
1x13-Caught Stealing
1x14-Plain Clothes Day
1x15-Manhunt
1x16-Greenlight
1x17-The Shakeup
1x18-Homefront
1x19-Checklist
1x20-Freefall
Season 2
2x01-Impact
2x02-The Night General
2x03-The Bet
2x04-Warriors and Guardians
2x05-Tough Love
2x06-Fallout
2x07-Safety
2x08-Clean Cut
2x09-Breaking Point
2x10-The Dark Side
2x11-Day Of Death
2x12 Now and Then
2x13-Follow Up Day
2x14-Casualties
2x15-Hand Off
2x16-The Overnight
2x17-Control
2x18-Under The Gun
2x19-The Q Word
2x20-The Hunt
Season 3
3x01-Consequences
3x02-In-Justice
3x03-La-Fiera
3x04-Sabotage
3x05-Lockdown
3x06-Revelations
3x07-True Crime
3x08-Bad Blood
3x09-Amber
3x10-Man Of Honor
3x11-New Blood
3x12-Brave Heart
3x13-Triple Duty
3x14-Threshold
Season 4
4x01-Life and Death
4x02-Five Minutes
4x03-In the Line Of Fire
4x04-Red Hot
4x05-A.C.H
4x06-Poetic Justice
4x07-Fire Fight
4x08-Hit and Run
4x09-Breakdown
4x10-Heart Beat
4x11-End Game
4x12-The Knock
4x13-Fight or Flight
4x14-Long Shot
4x15-Hit List
4x16-Real Crime
4x17-Coding
4x18-Backstabbers
4x19/4x20-Simone/Envervo
4x21-Mother's Day
4x22-Day In The Hole
Season 5
5x01-Double Down
5x02-Labor Day
5x03-Dye Hard
5x04-The Choice
5x05-The Fugitive
5x06-The Reckoning
5x07-Crossfire
5x08-The Collar
5x09-Take Back
5x10-The List
5x11-The Naked and The Dead
5x12-Death Notice
5x13-Daddy Cop
5x14-Death Sentence
5x15-The Con
5x16-Exposure
5x17-The Enemy Within
5x18-Double Trouble
5x19-A Hole in the World
5x20-S.T.R
5x21-Going Under
5x22-Under Siege
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rookie98writes · 1 year
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For Your Own Good (AO3) see warnings on series page
ANBU Kakashi (AO3) see warnings on series page
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Famished (AO3) warnings: fluff and smut, cunnilingus, oral sex, masturbation, cum eating, praise kink, POV Kakashi
What Do You Say? (AO3) warnings: fluff and smut, oral sex, blow job, cunnilingus, face-sitting, masturbation, cum swallowing, praise kink, POV reader
Distractions (AO3) warnings: smut, oral sex, cunnilingus, blow jobs, 69, vaginal fingering, praise kink, cum swallowing, no plot at all, POV Kakashi
Maybe I Don't Have to Choose (AO3) warnings: smut, threesome (M/F/M), use of shadow clones, oral sex, blow jobs, vaginal fingering, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, spit-roasting, cum swallowing, praise kink, masturbation, POV reader
That's What I Thought (AO3) warnings: smut, rough sex, rough oral sex, spanking, vaginal fingering, praise kink, blow jobs, cum swallowing, choking, overstimulation, POV reader
Remember What You Said (AO3) warnings: smut, light angst, teasing, nipple play, vaginal sex, hurt/comfort, POV Kakashi
Leave It On (AO3) warnings: smut, teasing, vaginal fingering, doggy-style, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, praise kink, dirty talk, breeding kink
It'll Be Easier If I Show You (AO3) warnings: fluff, smut, spooning, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, light angst if you squint
As Close As Possible (AO3) warnings: smut, unprotected sex, creampie | written for the sex me up event
Don't Mind Me (AO3) warnings: smut, established relationship, masturbation (male), teasing, cockwarming, riding, voice kink, praise kink, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, POV reader
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alpha kakashi is a teasing menace...
kakashi loves falling asleep while he's still inside you...
the first time you fall asleep in bed with kakashi...
thinking about overstimulating him...
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chiefdirector · 10 months
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The Rookie Masterlist
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Chenford
> Breathe Deeply and Sleep Easily - Love wasn't always simple for Tim
Tim Bradford
> Bottom of the River Series Masterlist
> Care for her | Whumptober 2023 - Tim has to use his first aid training
> Dog Days | Tim argues with the K-9 unit officer
> Support System | Tim gets an unexpected visitor
> Crash | Tim's partner gets in a crash
> Survival | It was all his fault, he would never forgive himself.
> Love Hearts | Tim breaks his leg
> Fingerpaints | Tim and his daughter pain
> Rain | It rains in L.A
> Birthday Wishes | Tim blows out his birthday candle, and his wish comes true
> Sand | Tim has a moment to himself
> Earthquake | Quakes are nothing new in Los Angeles
> Crowded Room | Sometimes all we need is someone to hold our hand
> Sunday Morning | There is nothing more wonderful than a Sunday morning
> I love you, it’s ruining my life | Tim goes through the worst
Go back?
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thepersonnamedsam · 1 year
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✶ masterlist ✶
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Welcome to my masterlist :) 
This is basically me trying to figure out who I’m writing for and stuff, please be patient and have faith that this will all make sense in the future :) thank you for reading ♡ 
TV series & movies
Bands
F1
Lissyontour (Taylor’s Version)’s Masterlist (my bestie ;)
prompt list
who i write for
taglist
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Me this afternoon: let’s give ourselves a Chenford break and listen to some upbeat classic rock
My Spotify: plays me this 😑😭
Love of my life, you've hurt me
You've broken my heart
And now you leave me
Love of my life, can't you see?
Bring it back, bring it back
Don't take it away from me
Because you don't know
What it means to me
Love of my life, don't leave me
You've taken my love
(All my love)
You now desert me
Love of my life, can't you see?
(Please bring it back, back)
Bring it back, bring it back
Don't take it away from me
Because you don't know
What it means to me
You will remember
When this is blown over
And everything's all by the way
When I grow older
I will be there at your side
To remind you how I still love you
I still love you
Back, hurry back
Please, bring it back home to me
Because you don't know
What it means to me
Love of my life
Love of my life
Ooh, ooh
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theflyindutchwoman · 8 months
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Have you done Anatomy of a Scene for ep 4x21 yet? Apologies if you had. I’m referring to this specific scene while in the shop, and Tim and Lucy where discussing Tim’s vacation plan with Ashley and how vacationing in Hawaii may send off the wrong message. But Specifically the part when Lucy asked Tim “can you see yourself married to her?”
I feel like, this is one of very crucial moment that gets overlooked. In my mind I saw Tim trying to picture who he sees at the end of the aisle, which was Lucy. And this took him by surprise, shown by the way his eyes widen slightly, as if by surprised and the hesitation in his answer. And of course Lucy was quite bummed out when he said yes, even thought it was definitely untrue.
Personally I see this moment as a major turning point, aside from DOD episode. In the DOD episode it’s a turning point in which Tim realizes that he cares about Lucy, maybe more than the typical TO/ rookie dynamic and that he is unwilling to not have her in his life. But the 4x12 scene , that simple question, kinda brings to light the romantic feelings that has been brewing and simmering underneath that Tim may have not realized before either.
No, I haven't done one yet! I did touch on it briefly in this ask, if you want to read it (it's the first part), but it was more about Tim's feelings for Ashley.
This is a very interesting take! Though I'm not sure I can believe that Tim was thinking of Lucy in that specific moment… The way I see it, this was more about Lucy figuring out her feelings for Tim than the other way around… That's why the camera zoomed in on her reaction after he answered her question or when he fake-proposed. The focus was on her and how crushed she was. And for me, this is supported by Tim's own reaction after their practice kiss in the next episode, when he was in the hallway, completely bamboozled. This was the face of a man who finally had an epiphany. But if he could see himself marrying Lucy before that kiss, then there was no reason for him to have such a strong reaction since he would have already been in touch with his feelings for her, you know what I mean? I also doubt he would have been able to joke about proposing to Ashley if he had this picture of Lucy in mind. Look at how he behaved in the parking lot the morning after their kiss… That seems more consistent with someone who was finally aware of his feelings for his partner and consequently, no longer knew how to act around her at first. By comparison, when he said he could see himself marrying Ashley, there was no drastic change in his demeanor. His world view shifted in 4.22.
So I guess this might be why this moment gets overlooked or overshadowed… Because his response in the shop is open to interpretation. It's not as clear cut as the one he has in the hallway after their kiss. I interpret his reaction in 4.21 more as him finally considering the possibility of proposing to Ashley. He had been dodging the question since Lucy brought it up, and this time, he was actually turning it over in his mind.
That said, this is only my interpretation and is no more valid than yours. I think that whole scene you're referring to was left ambiguous on purpose since Tim himself was struggling to make sense of his own feelings. I'm currently rewatching season 4 so I'll keep this in mind when I get to this episode.
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mandomover · 1 year
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The Rookie
Chapter Eighteen - Welcome Home Baby Girl
You and Javi give the Murphy's a chance to process the new addition while you play happy families.
Warnings: fluff, smoking, alcohol, swearing, angsty
Words: 4750
Masterlist | Next
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Murphy unlocks the front door and pushes it open with his elbow. You can hear Connie moving around the kitchen, low music rumbling away.
“Honey?” Murphy calls out.
There is a clatter and a bang as a glass is thunked onto the counter, and Connie rushes out.
“Oh thank god, i called the office but they said you’d been out all day but had no idea-”
She trails off as she sees Murphy, head hung low, and clutching the baby, who is wide awake now and wriggling in Murphy’s arms.
Connie gasps and looks from the baby to Murphy and back again.
“Steve, what the fuck is this?”
You step out from behind Murphy as you shut the door with a low click, and wave awkwardly in Connies direction. She ignores you as her eyes narrow at Murphy and the baby. Her steely gaze holds his, until his features crumple and he deflates, shoulders going slack and fringe flopping into his eyes.
“Oh Steve,” Connie coos, rushing forward and wrapping Murphy and the baby in a warm embrace.
Murphy lets out a low groan, and you touch his shoulder gently, pulling him away from Connie and peering up at his red rimmed eyes.
“Here, Murph, lemme take her.”
Its your turn to take the baby from Murphy like he did from you earlier, and you take her into the kitchen to give the Murphy’s some privacy, as Connie wraps Murphy up in her arms as he starts to cry into her shoulder.
The baby is fussy, wriggling in your arms as you pace the kitchen with her, pointing out different objects and colors in an attempt to soothe her. You hear the front door rattle and open, Javi announcing his arrival with a loud, “Hello?”
You walk the baby back into the living room, Murphy and Connie no longer in there, but you notice the closed bedroom door and sobbing coming from within.
Javi raises his eyebrows and nods towards the door with a sheepish expression, “Connie not taking the news of a new addition well then?”
“I think that’s Murphy,” you grimace, and Javi snorts with a shake of his head.
“It’s getting to all of us eventually,” he mutters, before he shakes the grocery bags at the baby. “You hungry?”
“Starved,” you answer and he chuckles, emptying out the contents on the sofa. A multitude of diapers, creams, jars of food, formulas and even a stuffed toy cascade over the sofa and you stare at Javi in shock at him even knowing what to get.
“Had to ask the shopkeeper for help,” he grins sheepishly and you inhale deeply, eyeing the diapers.
“Ok, i’ll get her changed if you wanna get some food ready for her?”
“Um, sure.”
You set her down on the sofa, handing her the stuffed toy and thankfully she is distracted enough to let you change her out of her clothes and change her sodden diaper.
You dont want to put her back into her suit, sweat and probably her mothers blood on it, eager to throw it out and put her into something more comfortable when you tiptoe past Connie and Murphy’s bedroom into the spare room. You grin when you spy Murphy’s gym bag on the floor, and rummage through it, finding what you were looking for and bringing it back out to the living room. Placing Murphy’s old Princeton PD training tshirt on the sofa, you swaddle the baby into it and she settles again, cocooned safely.
“How did you know to do that?” Javi asks incredulously, and you blush at him as you pick up the baby.
“Lots of baby cousins,” you explain and he nods in disbelief. “You got the food?”
“Yeah, I think so, I got milk here from this formula, and I got some Plum and Pear mush here.”
You just look at what Javi is holding and frown.
“I don’t think shes old enough to know how to sip from a cup, but we can try her on the ‘mush’ I guess.”
You hold your hand out for the jar and spoon, but he says, “you hold her and I can feed her.”
You nod silently and settle yourself into the sofa, turning the baby so she is crooked comfortably in your arm. She obediently opens her mouth, searching for the food, chubby little hands grasping at the spoon when she is fed, and contended, happy coos lead you to believe she's enjoying Javi’s choice of dinner. He smiles while he feeds her, even making you laugh when he pretends to be an airplane flying food into land in her mouth and your heart aches. Seeing him acting so natural with a baby gives you a dopamine rush, probably a delayed reaction from the emotional day.
She eats quickly, obviously hungry after today's events and her eyes start to droop the second Javi finishes feeding her the entire jar. Javi lifts her wordlessly from your arms and walks her into the spare room, setting her in the middle of the bed. He pulls pillows from the head of the bed, and sofa cushions from the living room and makes a soft wall around the bed to act like a buffer for her should she move. She's out cold the second she's laid down so you doubt she'll move much, especially while swaddled the way you’ve done it.
You watch the two of them from the door frame, admiring the gentle way Javi deals with the baby and the care he puts into making sure she's safe. It's a far cry from what you normally do, and even further from this afternoon; Murphy and Javi chasing after sicarios on foot in a mission they weren't even supposed to be on while you cried over two dead bodies left behind.
He settles himself on the edge of the bed, watching her for a moment before he turns and notices you standing there.
"You OK?"
"Yeah," you smile, heat flushing your face, "just watching how good you are with her."
"Lotta baby cousins," he mimics, shrugging as the tips of his ears go red as he looks at his shoes.
Your smile drops as you sigh, rubbing the back of your neck before you change the subject.
"I need to go, need to be home,a bottle deep before today sinks in and hits me like a freight train. And we need to call CNP, and need to give these two space to get their plan sorted," you cross your arms and nod in the direction of Connie and Murphy's room.
"I'll call it in now, you get those two."
You nod and turn towards the opposite bedroom door as Javi heads towards the phone in the kitchen.
You knock on the door, and you're answered with silence.
"Guys?" you ask the door, as you hear Javi's muffled tones from the kitchen telling you he's through to someone on the other end.
"OK, I'm coming in," you call tentatively, placing your hand on the cool doorknob and turning, pushing open the door with your shoulder.
The room is dark, a lamp in the corner providing the only source of light. It illuminates Connie standing between Murphy's legs, sitting on the edge of the bed, his head against her stomach, arms wrapped tightly around her and she has her arms draped over his shoulders. She is stroking his head, methodical strokes of his mussed blonde hair.
You clear your throat and Connie opens her eyes and throws a tired, sympathetic smile your way.
"We're gonna give you guys some space, we've changed her and fed her and she's down on the bed, out for the count."
"Thank you so much, we appreciate it."
You turn to leave when Murphy speaks.
"Rookie?"
His voice wavers and he swallows audibly as he shifts in Connie's hold, blinking up at you.
"I know we all need to talk about what happened today, but gimmie a few days to get sorted."
You nod and watch as Connie pulls him to his feet, before moving past you, giving your fingers a quick squeeze and a grateful smile, as Murphy follows her, ushering you out the door, closing it behind you.
"What are your plans?"
Murphy rubs his jawline slowly, peering down at you from his close proximity in the dimly lit space.
"Dunno, think we wanna keep her. Need to go through logistics but she's alone, and I can check she's no extended family, but I just have a good feeling about her, ya know? Connie feels the same and she's not even held her yet, I just wanted to put the idea past her so we really need to talk about it properly and see what legal hoops we need to jump through."
Your eyebrows shoot up in astonishment, surprised at how sure Murphy sounds about his plan.
"Good for you man," you whisper, clapping him on the back and squeezing his arm.
"Thanks Rookie."
You move slowly into the living room, spying Javi's broad shoulders filling the doorway to the spare room, his arm loosely round Connie's shoulders as she watches the baby.
Murphy nudges you lightly with an elbow, and you look up at him, eyes intent on yours.
"Are you and Javi gonna be OK now?" he asks in a hushed tone.
"I guess," you shrug, a blush creeping onto your cheeks. "You heard about as much as I did earlier. Guess we need to do some talking too."
"Give him a chance."
"I told him I would, we can behave like grownups sometimes, but we'll see how this conversation goes whenever we have it. I'm assuming you know what happened between us?"
"Not hard to read the room, it's my job. And you're as transparent as glass, fucking hazing Javi Peña? That was never gonna work."
"Coulda fooled me," you wink at him and he laughs, pulling you into a typical Murphy bone-shattering hug.
"Give yourself a chance," he whispers into your ear, "you're trying so hard to prove yourself to everyone else you're forgetting to put yourself first."
Your heart skips a beat as you mull his words over, brows furrowed, and Murphy let's you go, slipping past you and moving to the doorway opposite to look in on the baby too. Javi slides out of the way for Murphy to take the space and catches your eye, nodding towards the front door.
Your hand is on the deadbolt when Murphy says incredulously, "is that my fucking gym shirt?" and you open it, heaving the heavy door open and smiling widely as you step into the corridor, Javi muttering goodbyes as he follows you out.
He lives two floors above Murphy, the beige walls of the common corridor the same on both floors, monotonous and ugly. The paper is peeling in the corner closest to Murphy's front door and you can't help but look at the curling paper, yellowing with age.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Shoot," Javi says gravely, turning to look at you head on, dark eyes focused intently on yours in the shabby hallway.
"Can I borrow your phone to call for a cab home?"
"Sure," he smirks. "Only if you stay for a drink first."
You grin at him despite yourself, heart settling in your chest, familiar words from a familiar soul, and after a beat, you nod hesitantly.
"One, I swear to god Javi, that's it."
You point at him sternly, but your grin gives you away and he raises his hands, surrendering to you with his own lopsided grin.
You follow him up the stairs and into his apartment. He shirks his worn leather jacket off and throws it over the back of a chair at the table.
He offers you the packet of cigarettes before disappearing into the kitchen area to fix you a drink and you slide into one of the straight backed chairs, pulling a cigarette from the pack, inhaling deeply as you light it.
You feel instant relief, and while your immediate thought is that it's because you havent smoked all day and you're finally getting one, a part of you pushes the thought forward that it's because you're here, with Javi, somewhere safe with someone special. You push the thought away as quickly as it forms, not wanting to face the emotions that come with accepting a feeling like that, as Javi comes back into the room, holding two tumblers of whiskey, setting one in front of you. He thumps down into the chair closest to you, knees bumping against each other under the table. You're reminded of the blood stains covering your jeans once again and you take a large gulp of the smoky whiskey, followed by a deep inhale, thinking about this afternoon, closing your eyes softly to stop yourself from seeing the events play out before you again.
"You OK?" Javi asks, deep voice infiltrating your busy mind.
"Yeah," you sigh, snapping your eyes open again, putting the tumbler back onto the table, toying at the edge of the glass with your fingers. "Just, one hell of a day."
Javi grabs your hand, gently slipping his fingers between your own as he pulls your hand away from your glass, leaving them both intertwined on the tabletop. You stare at them, his golden skin glowing compared to your own, tired skin. You don't feel like you fit into your own skin right now; it feels like a coat you want to shed, not quite right for who you are.
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
"I dunno, what's to talk about? Another shit show of a day, but one of a million shit shows day after day, and I didn't help us. Where the fuck do I start?"
Javi grimaces as your voice breaks, squeezing your fingers tightly, which reassures you slightly, calming your heart which has picked up in speed.
"Why don't we talk about the panic attack?" he says carefully, watching for your reaction.
It jars you, being reminded of your weakness in the crisp light of his living room ceiling light, pointing out that you can't handle the stressful pace of the day to day of your job. Your eyes brim with tears and you freeze, swallowing a lump forming in your throat, afraid to open your mouth and speak incase the tears fall.
"Oh cariño, I'm sorry, I just thought it might help to talk about it."
He gets up from his space moving toward you and pushing your chair back to face him. You just have time to plant the cigarette into the ashtray when he pulls you into a hug, crushing you against his taut ribs, arms tight around your shoulders. You press your hands into the small of his back, inhaling deeply and smelling musky sweat and his cologne, but it's a comforting smell, grounding you and calming you. He rubs your shoulder as you just stay connected, and you focus on the smell of him, the smell you realize you've missed over the past few weeks.
"I'm sorry," you mumble into his shirt.
"What?"
"I'm sorry," you say more clearly, pulling back but not unhooking your arms from around his waist, looking into his concerned eyes.
He waits for you to elaborate, and you chew your bottom lip.
"For everything. For today, I shouldn't have put us in that position. I'm sorry for the panic attack. I'm sorry for being a dick the past few weeks instead of just talking to you. I'm sorry-"
"Why are you apologizing for having a panic attack?"
"Coz you shouldn't have had to pull me out of it, I can normally sort myself out, but I know it was unprofessional to have a fucking breakdown mid-shift, especially where we were."
Javi looks genuinely perplexed, hands still rubbing gently at your shoulder as he looks intently into your face.
"Hemosa, we're way past professional at this point don't you think? And why should you pull yourself out of it? You can ask for help when you need it."
You snort, dropping your gaze to look at the sliver of his bronzed belly visible to you between the buttons on his shirt.
"I shouldn't be asking for help when I'm the one who caused the panic in the first place. If I didn't put us in that position, I wouldn't have been thinking about Natalie and that baby, and why we were there in the first place. It was all my fault."
Javi waits for a moment, carefully calculating his words.
"If you hadn't been doing surveillance on the house, we wouldn't have known Natalie was killed. We wouldn't have been there to stop those fuckers from killing that baby. And Connie and Steve wouldn't have a new chance at a family right about now. And I wouldn't have been able to help you when you needed me the most."
You shove Javi away roughly, embarrassment reddening your face at the mention of your panic attack once more and tears brim in your eyes again as you look at him, wounded puppy eyes on you as he stumbles backwards. The emotions flood your brain and your reaction surprises even you, as you screech, "I don't need you to help me Javi. I don't want you to help me, I don't need you to know I need your help, or I even have panic attacks in the fucking first place!"
The tears burst and fall down your face as you ball your hands into fists and slam the table, making the tumblers jump and clink against the wood. You put your face into your hand, wiping away the tears ferociously as your heart rate picks up and pounds in your chest.
"Why?" he asks like a petulant school child. "Why should you face something like that alone when I can help you?"
"Because I don't want you to think I'm weak!" you shove him again in his chest, making him take a step back and you don't care that you're pushing him away, metaphorically and physically. You've done this before, you can handle it, and you can ignore the panic when it rises in your chest like a bear until it hibernates away again until the next load of shit comes barrelling in to cause another one. "I don't want you to have to worry about the fucking Rookie on top of everything else we do, that she can't handle a bit of stress in the job. It's the job, it comes with the territory. It'll happen again. And you shouldn't have to worry about whether or not I'm fit to do it, or always watch out for me incase I have a breakdown every time I see a dead body, or another kid sucked into this mess, or Carrillo shouts at me at bit too often in the middle of a raid. Coz I can handle it. I know I can."
Javi reaches out for you, but you shove his arm away, tears rolling down your cheeks freely yet again today, fuelled by the embarrassment of this situation. He pulls you in anyway, letting your fists strike him as he pulls you into a standing hug, squeezing you so tightly the breath puffs out of your lungs with a tiny exhale. Your strikes become more feeble as he holds you, until your arms just drop, and allow yourself to be enveloped by Javi, squeezing you and stroking your hair.
"You can't help but worry about the shit in this job," he whispers in his gravelly voice into your ear. "That makes you human. But worrying about the shit you can't control is anxiety. Crippling anxiety. And you shouldn't have to face that alone. So I'll be here. Every fucking time cariño. Coz it hurts me to see you hurting. So I'll be here."
You just let yourself be held, Javi's words soothing you and calming you down. He always knows exactly what you say to you. You feel foolish for your outburst but ignore it, allowing yourself to be comforted by his muscular arms holding you up, letting your tears stop and your heartbeat slow down again. You sniff and Javi pulls back, not letting you go and looks intently into your eyes with his chocolate ones.
He smiles gently at you, using his thumb to brush stray tears away from your cheeks. He holds your jaw in his hands, cupping it and sending a shiver down your spine, as he leans forward and plants a kiss on your forehead.
You inhale deeply, a shudder running through you.
You don’t know what it is but feel an inexplicable urge to lean just a tiny bit forward and plant your lips on his.
They’re soft and pliant and give way when you push yourself onto him, his mouth opening gently for you as you poke your tongue into his mouth. Your tongues dance and you both lean in deeper to the kiss, Javi dropping his hands. When one cups your elbow lightly, and one’s skates down your waist you jump and pull back, licking your lips and swallowing audibly. His pupils are blown wide, staring into yours imploringly, mouth agape, as if waiting for you to do that again. But you can’t. You can’t do this. You don’t know what came over you. You avert his gaze when you mumble about needing to head home now, turning away. The hand still clutching your elbow squeezes you lightly and you stop when he says, "I can't let you go when you're like this."
"I'm OK now, thanks Javi."
"I don't think you are."
You snort and roll your eyes, shoving him playfully and eliciting a grin from him which you respond to wholeheartedly with your own.
"Why do you always see me at my worst?"
"I don't think I do," he winks at you, serious eyes despite the playful grin. He lifts the tumblers from the table and walks them into the kitchen to place into the sink.
With his back to you, he says, "Stay here tonight. Let me look after you."
He turns, holding a hand out to you, eyes expectant and honest on yours.
“Javi I can’t,” you sigh, rubbing your lips, still tingling from your impromptu kiss. “I don’t know why I did that but I’m sorry and-“
He moves closer to you, pulling your hand from your side and intertwining your fingers, eyes gazing deeply into your soul.
“It’s OK hermosa.”
You’re frozen in spot and he tugs at you gently, encouraging your feet to move.
Your mouth falls open, words already forming to say how this isn't a good idea when he grimaces, pulling you closer to him so he can rasp into your ear.
“Life’s too short to give a shit, especially this fucked up life we live in Columbia.”
“Javi that’s not an excuse to-“
"Not like that,” he shakes his head, internal cogs moving so much you can tell he’s trying to come up with something to say so you don’t bolt like a deer caught in the headlights. “Nothing will ever happen between us that you don’t want. I won’t ever put you in that position. But right now, we both need to sleep and forget about today. Then we've an early start, especially with the new information we've got. But I need to make sure you’re OK."
You pull away from him, eyes shining.
This is your Javi again. The gentle soul, hidden behind his hard shell who will do everything he can to protect you, even if you’ve probably fucked it up again by kissing him. It just felt so right, but now you’re terrified it’s going to tear another piece of the fabric off your relationship that you can’t fix. But you trust him. And if he says he’ll never put you in an uncompromising position then you have no reason to distrust him. It won’t happen again, Javi doesn’t want it to, that’s his gentle way of saying it, and you feel so heavy from the emotion of today you know you need to sleep, stopping you from doing more random acts like kissing your friend? Thank god he’s not pushing you for reasons as to why you would do something crazy like that. So you drop it, another thing you really need to address soon but you push it away and change the subject.
"New information?"
"Maybe not important, but it confirms a few things."
"What does?"
He ignores you, pulling you down the hallway towards his bedroom, and your heart picks up speed again, trusting him despite the last time you walked this hall together. He's right; it's late, and you're absolutely exhausted after today, after every day, and a good night's sleep will do you wonders.
"Want me to sleep on the sofa?"
"No," he stalls just as he arrives at the bedroom door, pushing it open with his hip. It's swamped in moonlight streaming through the curtains and it looks warm and inviting despite the cool color palette. "Want me to sleep on the sofa?"
You shake your head, and walk through the doorway, pulling him with you. He moves to the chest of drawers, rifling through it as you sink on the bed, exhaustion taking over and you yawn widely.
"Here," Javi hands you a worn tshirt and you let him pull you to your feet again with a groan. You traipse onto the bathroom and step out of today's clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor where you stand, too tired to be polite and put them anywhere else right now. With Javi's loose cotton tshirt draped over your frame, you splash water onto your face when you see your reflection in the mirror, grimacing at your red rimmed eyes and tear streaked face.
When you re-emerge into the bedroom, Javi is already in bed, broad, bare shoulders poking out of the top of the covers, arm tucked under his head as he lounges on his side, facing outwards with his eyes closed. You clamber into the crisp, cool sheets behind him and sigh contentedly as you slide down into a more comfortable position on your back.
"What were you saying about new information?" you whisper into the darkness.
Javi doesn't answer for a moment and you think he must be asleep already when he rolls round to face you. The moonlight shows you his features, bathed in a cool glow, and his eyes are like beacons in the dark, shining brightly and pulling you in.
"It's kids. That's how they've been getting away before now. Kids are helping them escape. I was on top of Poison when a kid pulled a gun on me."
You gasp, clamping a hand over your mouth. You were having a meltdown over nothing and Javi had been dealing with not only chasing sicarios, but having to handle kids with guns now too?
"Fuck, Javi, sorry, I didn't even ask you what happened."
He shrugs and continues. "At least we know there's no moles inside the embassy. At least for now. There's kids on the ground, hidden in plain sight helping Escobar."
You shake your head, mind whirring with this new information.
"How the hell can we stop him if he's got a network of kids spotting for him?"
"That's a problem for tomorrow," Javi sighes, closing his eyes and shutting down the conversation. You think for a few minutes, before exhaustion kicks in and tries to pull you under, muddling your thoughts.
You shuffle forward in the bed, trying to inch silently closer to Javi's warm body, when he smirks and rolls onto his back, throwing his arm out towards you. He jerks his head and you grin as you slide into the crook of his arm and chest, tucking yourself against him and poking your cold toes under his bare legs. You splay your hand across his stomach, holding onto him tightly, and you brush the waistband of his boxers as you rest your hand on his hip, blushing slightly.
"Goodnight cariño," he murmurs into your temple, kissing you there lightly, and you're not even sure if you say it back as you drift into a dreamless sleep, wrapped in his arms and entangled in his body.
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The Rookie Masterlist
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Welcome to my The Rookie Masterlist!
Featured characters are down below:
Tim Bradford
John Nolan
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sarahsmi13s · 1 year
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‘Bring Her Home, Bradshaw’ Universe
I DO NOT CONSENT TO ANY OF MY WORK BEING COPIED OR TRANSLATED
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this is where you can find everything related the the ‘Bring Her Home, Bradshaw’ universe!
pairing: bradley bradshaw x mitchell!reader
series warnings: 18+ MDNI, language, cannon gore and violence, descriptions of being eaten, descriptions of the undead, being taken by the military, guns, injuries, infecting, death, blood, kidnapping, religious themes (cult), more details will be in the chapters
a/n: this is going to be a SLOW ASS BURN, this story is based off the games with bradley as leon kennedy, so the dialogue and scenes are inspired by the game play. bradley’s inner monologue however is from my brain
Intro/Series Summary:
Officer Bradley Bradshaw.
A rookie cop that just wanted to be like his father.
A rookie cop who, during his first shift at his new station in Raccoon City, was traumatized by the sight of a burning city as the population turned into hideous biological weaponry.
He wasn’t alone in Raccoon City, some guy was there looking for his brother and there was a little girl whose father was to blame for the destruction of the small town.
He was lucky to make it out alive. He smelled like sewer; he was bruised, bloodied, and covered in something’s guts.
But he was alive.
And all Bradley wanted was to fall asleep for 6 months.
Except he didn’t get that.
Instead he was interrogated for hours.
All because he witnessed an outbreak caused by the world's biggest pharmaceutical company that was actually creating biological weapons and selling them to God knows who.
The government wanted to recruit him because he now had that experience.
So, he accepted, but only to ensure the little girl would remain in good hands and not be experimented on for the antibodies she possessed.
That’s how he became Agent Bradley Bradshaw. Who now works for the president as part of the Division of Security Operations. or D.S.O for short.
And now President Mitchell’s oldest daughter has gone missing, presumably kidnapped and taken to Spain.
Can Bradley get her home safe?
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Story:
Prologue: Welcome to Raccoon City, Rookie
rookie cop bradley bradshaw is late, and hungover, for his first day at his new post in Raccoon City. but maybe that’s what saves his life.
Chapter 1: 
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Bradley N. Bradshaw
Y/N Mitchell
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i will tag my most recent top gun taglist, but if you don’t want to be tagged just send me a private message and i can take you off!
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loomiseater · 13 days
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LoomiseatersMasterlist
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This is where all my fics will be, I haven't added anything yet because I just started writing on here.
The reason why there's only gifs on some of them is because it only allowed me 30 gifs..so yeah😭
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Scream 1-7
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Billy Loomis
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First time
Stu Macher
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Roman Bridger
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Shameless
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Tk and Carlos are gay so idk if it would be right for me to make smut with f!reader with them but if you’d like, I’ll write it, I just don’t wanna be disrespectful)
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Rambles
Aaron Hotchner
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I’m a straight female so I don’t know how to right f!reader with other women but I think eventually I’ll learn and add it to my master list💗. 
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chosenimagines · 3 months
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The Rookie Masterlist
Purest relationship on earth?
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celinajuarezswife · 4 months
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THE ROOKIE MASTERLIST
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CELINA JUAREZ
LUCY CHEN
ANGELA LOPEZ
BAILEY NUNE
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