Warnings: Violence(just a little), Interrogation nothing much.
Summary: A “Drug Cartel” destroyed by L.A.P.D. in West coast, starts it’s underground operations in New York and tri-state area, special agent Y/N Y/L/N is brought in to help N.Y.P.D. Will she be able to help end the organisation or her personal relationship will meddle with her work, since her estranged father is the Chief of N.Y.P.D.
A/N: This is for @redgillan 6k challenge. Fucking finally, I’m so sorry for the delay, life got in the way, this is one of the few stories where my story is outlined and ending is perfectly planned, don’t know why I didn’t pick this up sooner to finish off.
Tagging people who had requested it at the time. If you don’t want to be added to tag list, reblogg all my fics at @lostinthoughtsandfeelingswrites you can read them there.
This will be a short series, like 5 parts + epilogue. Expect new part every Saturday.
Prompt / AU / Scenario: You’re my new partner but you’re a rookie and you’re too loud, too brash and hot-tempered and if you don’t listen to me I’m going to cuff you to the steering wheel don’t even try me. Police AU!
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P.P.S: Images are taken from “Google”, collage made by me.
Introduction
You made way towards the N.Y.P.D. building where you checked in for temporary badge, weapon and other formalities.
You were told to meet the “Captain” of the station under whom the case was collaborated. Being pleasantly surprised to hear that it was a woman & were guided to her floor.
When you reached to the floor, you asked for “Captain Hill’s” office but were informed that she was in observation room looking over an interrogation.
You made your way to the room, when you entered the room there were 4-5 people in the room. There were watching the interrogation through the glass.
A woman acknowledged your presence with a nod, you assumed from her appearance that she was ‘Captain Hill’, but no further interaction happened as she was far more invested in the scene unfolding on the other side of the glass. The moment you looked over in front of you, your blood boiled and you lost all the composure.
There were two agents seating across the table from the person, a man against whom you had fought ‘tooth & nail’ and tried to put him behind the bars for his sins. But with lack of evidence and loopholes in the system he had escaped.
“Brock Rumlow”
In the flesh sitting on the chair, handcuffed and still in control.
He was beaten up but still laughing at the officers in front of him, mocking them while not answering their questions.
You were losing patience as the interrogation continued, while man & woman front of the culprit play “Good Cop - Bad Cop” game & he continued to bait them buying himself time till his lawyer showed up.
You exhaled long breaths and tried to remind yourself that you just couldn’t take the steering wheel and that this was not your “Department”, people might not take your approach well. But you couldn’t take this game of cat & mouse anymore.
Clearly he was baiting them by showing them carrot and they were not catching upon the chase he was setting up.
The female agent, a redhead asked him question and Rumlow leaned on the table gesturing her to come forward as if he was going to tell her secret in her ear.
You had enough of this game. You walked out of the room as fast as you could without waiting for anyone to permit you to the interrogation room, you walked with such a force that everyone was stunned at your action.
The agents were about to intervene but you ignored them, with strong force you kicked the chair from under ‘Rumlow’ and hit his temple with your elbow. The moment he stumbled forward on the table, you shoved him further with your hand & hit him one more time with butt of your gun.
“You think this is a joke?” you growled at him
“Ahh, Y/N!” Rumlow sighed dramatically
“Knew it, you wouldn’t be able to stay away from me for long. But aren’t you far from home little bird” he continued to mock you in sultry voice.
You forced the butt of the gun in his temple again, making sure he will have headache at least for couple of days.
“Don’t care about territories to deal with thugs like you” you said
“This time I’ll make sure you are gone, and gone for good” you warned him
“Ohh, darling I missed you too” Rumlow replied in disgustingly sweet manner
“You are the only one who knows how I like it. So rough and just perfect force” he winked at you
Agents in front of you were stunned with the events that unfolded in front of them. They were about to speak when someone from the door cleared their throat.
You let go of Rumlow and straighten up your cloths and stood straight.
“Jasper Sitwell” you called your intruder
“Agent” he responded
“Of course you are here” you said
“If there is nothing else to be asked I believe my client is free to go” he responded not acknowledging your accusation.
“You can take him for now, but he cannot leave the city now that N.Y.P.D. has him our radar” redhead agent warned
“I’ll make sure to fly under it” Rumlow answered with wink
He held his cuffed hands at your eye level for the redhead agent to unlock them. You fumed, the audacity this man had.
“It would be better for you” you & other brunette male agent warned him at the same time.
You both looked at each other and for a second you forgot what you were about to say. You were taken aback by him. He looked like he was right out of some magazine. No-one should be allowed to look this good.
But best part of his features were his eyes, they reminded you of the ocean after the storm is over. Blue grays sizing you up, clearly not happy with your intrusion. Still there was something else there, other than annoyance. Maybe some appraise for your actions.
‘Focus’ you reminded yourself.
Rumlow snorted and bowed to you before following his lawyer out of the room.
On the other side of the glass, Captain Hill and other agents watched the scene unfold.
“I’m in love, Steve” Sam sighed dramatically looking at you
“Is this the agent from L.A.P.D?” Steve asked ignoring his fellow agent & friend’s comment
“She sure is” Hill replied
Captain Hill walked out & other agents followed. Steve however did double-take looking at his other friend standing on the other side of the glass, who had so many emotions running through his face before he put on the mask of indifference again as he left the room.
This was the first time in months that Bucky showed some emotion in months.
You took deep breaths to calm yourself down. This is not how you had planned your day. You were doing exactly opposite of your plans, now it would be double the effort to get them around and be helpful or at the least courteous towards you.
‘Damn it’ you swore under your breath.
Your mother would definitely be disappointed in you.
You made your way to the conference room, everyone was taking their seat. You were not sure what to do or where to sit, so you stalled for some moments until auburn haired woman gave you a smile and gestured you towards the chair next to her.
You relaxed a bit and smiled back.
“Hi I’m Wanda” she introduced herself
“Y/N” you responded
“Nice to meet you” she said “Heard a lot about you & now saw it too” she winked at you
You just did best to keep your face void of your embarrassment, but stiffness in your posture betrayed you
“Relax, just teasing” she said noticing your discomfort
“You will fit right in” she assured you
You relaxed in the chair right next to where Captain Hill was standing at the head of the table.
“Well, that was certainly interesting morning” Hill addressed the room
You tried to not sink into your chair more, not wanting to attract any more attention to you. Although it was proving futile as after taking brief recap of the situation & the case, Captain called you in front to give background and the plan here forward,
“Y/N”
You tried to keep your posture firm as you took in the room once, the agents from the interrogation room were eyeing you intently. The others from the observation room were bit relaxed but invested none the less.
“So…” you began with the thorough description and in’s & outs of the case. Details those were important to be understood. Overall how drug cartels work and their psyche.
As you explained the current cartel and who its leader was, who nobody had seen yet, and last picture that was filed by CIA was about 10 years ago. How he was the most dangerous and feared man among his association, allies and enemies as well. He had many aliases but his original name was,
“Alexander Pierce”.
You also shared the details with your audience how, while working the case with L.A.P.D. was able to bust one of the deals and in that Pierce's second in command were shot to death.
Hence, “Rumlow” the one they had brought in for questioning last night was promoted and was now climbing the higher up in chain of command.
You emphasized on safety majors they needed to take while working on this case, how important it is to be careful and vigilant.
“…these are well trained thugs. They are kept satisfied by their bosses.” You informed the room
“So...” you looked at the agents from the interrogation room specifically trying to get them to understand,
“The good cop-bad cop strategy doesn’t work on them. Neither the seduction one”, you looked at the female agent intently
“Person like ‘Rumlow’ is not going to get seduced by a woman who is certainly off limits and he knows it’s a game. He is well trained to play it and he will bait you every time, like he was in that room. Also he will not be intimidated by strength either” you looked at the male agent next to her.
They were certainly out of their comfort zone here and not qualified enough.
“As we go forward we find some weak link and work on it…” you assured “certainly hope to end this and end it soon” you said it with determination and finality.
“Thanks Y/N” Hill said
“We without doubt hope that we get this resolved and end it soon” she assured as she continued to address the room.
“Barnes you are with Y/N on this one” Captain looked at the brunet agent from earlier
It looked like he was about to protest but she cut him off, “You wanted break from research, I think this will be a great opportunity for you to get back into the field”
“Romanoff you help Barton, looks like old trafficking rink is back. He will need your expertise” she told the redhead who nodded without any protest
“Rogers, Wilson, you are backup for Y/N & Barnes” The Captain spoke to the agents sitting next to Wanda who nodded giving you smile one more than other.
Hill dismissed everyone and you turned to your new partner who was in serious discussion with his earlier partner, which looked like she was trying to convince him what looked like something on the lines of ‘bad idea’ and he was just grunting.
She put her hand on his shoulder to which you could see him going visibly stiff, she quickly removed it and put it on his forearm speaking some final exchange. Then she looked at you straight as if you were intruding on private moment, it made you shift on your weight equally on your legs. But you didn’t divert your eyes, she just gave you a nod and made her way out.
Suddenly those stormy blues were looking at you, as if he could disarm you and know all your secrets. You couldn’t move as he held your gaze.
“Y/N” Wanda called you
You just looked at her breaking the eye contact.
She gestured you to come towards her, now joined with another male agent.
“Hi, I’m Steve Rogers” blond agent introduced himself with kind smile.
He had blue eyes too but his were much more calm & gentle. His shoulders were broad and he was a tall guy but his body language was much more welcoming like Wanda.
“Hi” you said shaking his hand
“And I’m Wilson, but you can call me Sam” agent standing next to him introduced himself. His smile was wider and charming.
“If I may say so, I’m disheartened that we are not partners. Because something tells me we will get along perfectly” he said
You laughed and shook his hand.
“And this is Vis, he is our tech-analyst” Wanda introduced with extra fondness
“Y/N” you introduced yourself
Bucky was looking at this exchange from other side of the room, how typical of everyone he thought. As usual Steve & Wanda were welcoming the new person, Wilson was hitting on you, working his charm.
He made his way to your side to collect files, when Steve called him.
“Hey Buck, care to join us for coffee” he asked
Before he could answer you moved in front of him, putting your hand forward to shake.
“Hi I’m, Y/N” you said
Bucky looked at you and your hand, determining if this was a good idea.
“James” Sam called him
“Bucky” Steve coaxed him
“You have many names, which one should I call you by?” you teased
Bucky shook your hand quickly as he answered before turning on his heel,
“Barnes is fine”.
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A/N: Thank you for reading. Show me some love. Tell me if you’re enjoying my writing. is it any good or bad. Would love to hear from you. xoxo :)
Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader x Steve Rogers
Word Count: 845
Warnings: None, some angst, crying
Summary: Those who are destined to meet will meet, in every & beyond lifetimes...
Prompt / AU / Scenario / Trope: Love Triangle Ends in Healthy Polyamory
A/N : This story is written for @avengerscompound ( “emilyevanston” earlier) for her #marveltropeflipchallenge, I am fashionably late for my submission, but this is my most treasured and close to my heart story idea ever. Conceptualized it six months before writing it and has been sitting in my drafts for more than seven months now (so roughly over a year or so).
It’s still not finished but just couldn’t keep it any more.
Always been intrigued by idea of “Love” rather “True Love” or “Soulmates” and thought if any love can be so intense that if lovers don’t end-up together in one life, do they reborn to find each other again & again in different life times? Who are the better subjects than our favorite “super soldiers” to torture and torment more, and what better trope than a “Love Triangle”.
Hope you guys like if not love this story as much as I do.
P.S.: Please do not share my writing on anywhere other than Tumblr w/o my consent. You can also find my writings on AO3.
P.P.S: Images are taken from “Google”, collage made by me.
Melodious harp & cello played a symphony, as an angel worked on completing task at hand. She was so confident & content about the progress of it.
She was going to make God happy.
Frankly when she was given this task she was not thrilled, she questioned God’s motives behind it. All other angels laughed believed that she was foolish to taken such an easy chore. They told her she was not special, she was not capable so it was assigned to her.
But then, God’s answer came and all her worries were left behind.
This angel was tasked with making hearts, for the new humans to be born. She was tasked with such a delicate matter.
At first she couldn’t fathom the importance; it was just another body part, something that would help humans function. She didn’t see God’s reasons, when her doubts took over her ability to perform she went to God to inform that she doesn’t want to continue.
God just smiled and asked her function of heart, angel gave answer that came to her mind, pump the blood in human body. Amused God just said,
“Yes but it also originates an emotion in humans that no other being in Universe can feel!”
Angel’s ears perked ahhh…
“How could she been so blind?”
“How could she not see it before?”
“Love” … she whispered
“Yes my child, Love” God answered.
As if new hope was renewed in her, after which she never questioned the task she was bestowed upon.
She was intrigued by the idea of “Love”.
It was such an unique emotion.
‘Wars’ were fought over it & ‘monuments’ were built for it.
Only & only humans felt it. It was rare to find and left humans in distraught and in unfathomable despair if they lost it.
There were types of love, but only felt from one human to another, no other being was able to feel it.
“Love”
As she picked the perfect heart in palms of her hands delicately, started towards its destination, she didn’t know who it will go to. Her duty was just to make it, and hope it will create immense love and bring happiness in lives it will touch.
She was so caught up in her reverie that she didn’t notice, another mischievous angel hiding to surprise her just for fun.
As she passed the other angel sprang on her from behind, angel just shrieked in surprise & dropped the possession in her hand.
“Scared you” the mischievous angel laughed louder.
“No” angel dropped to her knees and cried.
“The Heart” was broken in three distinct pieces.
Masterpiece, the angel took so much pride in creating. It was severed beyond repaired.
Broken.
Beyond repair.
Listening to cries of the angel, other angel got scared. She could actually feel the despair but didn’t know what to do.
Damage was done.
As angel fell in deep pit of anguish & hopelessness, everything around her became dark. Her so calm aura disappeared behind the darkness. She just stared at the broken pieces.
Other angel’s apologies fell on deaf ears. She was numb.
Until, God came gliding. With strong healing aura to clear the darkness.
“My child” God addressed the angel
“Mother” angel just wailed louder.
“It’s broken; I can’t fix it, my masterpiece” she poured out her hearts ache
“I can see that my child” God tried to sooth the angel
“I can’t get it back together. The pieces aren’t mending” Angel complained
“You can do it mother, please fix this heart. It was supposed to be full of compassion, kindness & most importantly Love. Now it will never touch lives it was destined to”, Angel howled
God just ran her hands through angel’s hair.
“My child, I can mend it but the pain would be too much for one person to endure, in one lifetime. They will never be able to share it or show their real pain. It would be too much for one person to endure” She told the angel.
“But mother…” Angel tried to persuade but couldn’t get anything out.
“How about this?” God asked
Angel looked at God hopeful.
“You make three more hearts with each piece missing & attach these broken to the new ones” God answered
“This way there will be three hearts that will be recognize each other’s pain and relieved of it, by each other” God asked
New hope filled in angel’s eyes. She thought yes why not? Someone to share the pain, but moreover to share compassion, kindness and Love, she hoped these hearts would spread.
She nodded in agreement.
God summoned goddess of Fate, who wrote destiny for three hearts. She said there will come one lifetime where all of them will finally be together and live happily ever after but not before they have ‘suffered’.
Angel didn’t think much of the words, she just asked God if she could follow their journey from afar.
God agreed.
And thus journey of three hearts began…
Three different humans were born.
James Buchanan Barnes, Steven Grant Rogers and you.
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After Note: Thank you for reading. Show me some love. Tell me if you’re enjoying my writing. Is it any good? bad? Would love to hear from you. xoxo :)
Character Pairing: Tom Hiddelston x Reader, Sebastian Stan x Reader (Past)
Word Count: 7.4k
Warnings: NO MINOR’s PLEASE; 18+ only, Angst, SMUT well sort of, Adult themes, also it’s a RPF so take a u-turn if it’s not your thing.
Summary: If we are done, why do you still feel like unfinished business?
A/N: This is for & due to @youknowiamacrazybitch who had naughty and raunchy dream with these two Marvel men, and gave me the gracious opportunity to convert into angsty smutty fic.
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Chapter List:
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4 (in works)
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