#Secret Agents AU

[coyotelip]

enemies to lovers 👊 fake dating 👊 secret agents 👊 jegulus au

where James is assigned to follow a drug lord on an ocean voyage and he waits for his partner to play his fake wife.

However, at the last minute, they receive information that the drug lord has a weakness for cute guys, so instead of a fake wife, James gets a fake husband, who for some reason is supposed to be his main rival, Regulus.

and for the next week he has to play the fool who doesn't realize that his husband is seducing the drug lord for information. (The seduction works for both of them in the end).

[jessicas-pi]

Sabine and Aylan (I can't for sure remember how many A's are in his name, sorry if I misspelled it) in a secret agents AU?

oh my gosh you have no idea how much this delights me (don't worry you spelled it right!)

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"Bombshell, this is Beefcake. Do you read me? Over."

"First of all, we're not using those codenames," Sabine sighed, rolling her eyes. "And second of all, I'm standing right next to you."

Aylan's obnoxious grin got obnoxious-er, and he spoke in a whisper, barely audible over the sound of the orchestra. "You haven't answered the question. Over."

Sabine held his gaze for a moment, then decided it wasn't a hill she wanted to die on. "Yeah. I read you. Over."

"We look super hot. Over."

He was right, but Sabine didn't want to encourage him by replying. Instead, she scanned the crowd milling about and took a little sip from the wine glass she cradled in her gloved hand.

Sabine had to admit, Aylan had grown on her. She hadn't liked him much at the beginning. Partly because she was disappointed that her usual partner broke his leg doing something stupid (this is why we don't pet bears, Ezra) and she wouldn't have liked any replacement, and partly because she thought Aylan was yet another good-looking, cocky agent with a flirtatious streak.

And... he was.

But there was more to him.

He had a deep, almost passionate way of caring about people---just people, anyone, everyone---that she never would have guessed by looking at him. He could be funny, occasionally. And he had handcrafted an elaborate enclosure in the style of a 14th-century English manor house for his two gerbils, Lava Lamp and Wet Paint.

Any guy who could do that was OK in her book.

But... being around him for more than 20 minutes at once was a lot. He got more intense as the minutes passed. And Sabine was kind of at her Ay-limit right now.

"You should mingle," she suggested to him. "Go socialize."

"But---"

"Look, there's that cute blonde girl. Go flirt."

"Ooh, me likey---yes, Ma'am!" Aylan said, snapping her a spiffy salute. Then, dropping his voice to a whisper, he added, "Beefcake out. Over."

Against her best efforts, an amused smile forced its way onto her face. "Still not gonna call you Beefcake. Over."

[blitheringbongus]

What if instead of plotting out that Redscape long term comic for the better part of my life I just start drawing the chapters that I already have and post them

[moodymelanist]

Still the One

happy day 3 of @sjmromanceweek, everyone! I originally was going to do something super cute and romantic for Elucien, but then I stumbled upon a prompt from @plinys and I had to do it because Elain with a gun in her hand is chef's kiss.

Prompt: “it’s our honeymoon but we’re spies/secret agents/whatever and bad guys keep appearing to ruin everything.”

Title taken from Countdown by Beyoncé heheh.

Summary: Elain and Lucien were supposed to have a nice, relaxing honeymoon, but their jobs keep getting in the way.

Read on AO3 here!

♡♡♡♡♡ Lucien

Lucien sighed as he kicked the closest body to him just to make sure they were really dead. “You think we’ll have time for dinner before we get attacked again?”

“We better,” Elain replied menacingly, the tight grip she had on her gun really doing it for Lucien. “I planned this honeymoon for three months, Lucien. I refuse to let these dickheads ruin it.”

They’d gotten married in a huge, beautiful ceremony in Mehrnaz, his father more than happy to bankroll whatever Elain wanted. Most of the day had been a blur, but Lucien would never forget how radiant his wife had looked in her white dress. They’d been so excited for their honeymoon – an all-expenses paid trip to a private beach in Adriata, courtesy of Rhys and Feyre – until reality had come crashing back, courtesy of the probably-dead goons at their feet.

He’d crossed paths with Elain early in his career, on a mission gone just wrong enough outside Spring’s capital that forced them to spend time in a safehouse for a few days. Despite her doe eyes and slight frame, Elain was a force to be reckoned with, and he’d fallen head over heels for her from the first time he saw her shoot a man perfectly between the eyes. It hadn’t been easy coordinating their missions across two Courts, but they’d made it work considering how close Day and Night’s ruling families were.

Maybe he’d been foolish to think whatever enemies he’d made running missions for Day’s Special Forces would leave him alone during his fucking honeymoon, but they’d learn their lesson soon enough. Crossing Lucien was bad enough, but thinking they could get the drop on a woman trained by Velaris Intelligence was practically signing a death warrant.

Especially where her honeymoon was involved.

“Let’s go get freshened up,” Lucien suggested. He pulled out his phone and fired off a few quick texts to the family group chat, knowing between his brothers and his new brothers-in-law someone would be able to organize a proper clean up. “We deserve more drinks on the beach.”

“Fine,” Elain agreed with a sigh. She pulled at the fabric of her sheer coverup so she could slide her Glock back into her thigh holster, and he had to force himself not to reach out and touch all that exposed skin. “Keep it in your pants, Luce.”

“You know I can’t help it,” he replied, reaching out to tangle their fingers together. He kicked a black-clad leg out of the way to clear their path back to their villa. “Seeing you fight has always gotten me going.”

“You’re getting even worse than Cassian,” she teased him.

Lucien snorted at the long-running joke. “I don’t care how good you look shooting people. I’m not licking anyone’s blood off your face.”

Lucien loved his wife, but even he had to draw the line somewhere. Cassian and Nesta had gone through the same rigorous training as Elain and all bets were off whenever they were together. Lucien point-blank refused to do anything with the two of them without Elain at his side just because he couldn’t handle the sheer amount of sexual tension radiating off them at all times, but thankfully he didn’t have to worry about that here.

He wasn’t supposed to be worrying about anything, but as long as he had Elain at his side, things didn’t seem so bad.

They made their way back to their villa hand-in-hand, Lucien keeping an eye out on the surrounding area so they wouldn’t be surprised again. Thankfully no one tried anything, and he sighed in relief as he locked the door behind them. 

“God, I need a shower,” Lucien said, gently tugging Elain toward the bathroom. 

“You’re not the only one,” Elain replied. She let go of his hand so she could start the shower, providing him with a nice view as she leaned over to mess with the temperature. “See something you like?”

“Very much.” He took a few steps further into the bathroom so he could plaster himself to her back, leaning down to press a kiss to her sun-kissed neck. “Hurry up and get naked.”

She giggled before slipping out of his hold, her hands making quick work of her coverup and matching pink bikini. He only had a moment to appreciate her in all her glory before she turned around to open one of the cabinets underneath the sink, and a slew of variously-sized knives came crashing out onto the tiled floor.

“Lucien,” she said calmly, “why are there so many knives where there should be towels?”

“I was in a rush!” he exclaimed, trying to defend himself. After they’d gotten surprised yesterday, he’d just wanted to go to bed and had thrown most of his collection into the first secure-ish place he’d seen. “I know knives and humidity are a bad idea.”

“You sure about that, agent?” she asked, turning around so she could roll her eyes at him. She stood and kicked off her flip flops before getting into the shower, motioning for him to hurry up and join her. “I don’t know what they’re teaching you in Day, but they need to revise those training methods.”

“Maybe you could teach me something new,” he told her through the glass door. He kicked off his clothes as fast as he dared before joining her, leaning in close to wrap an arm around her waist and pull her tightly against him. “Agent.”

“You’re lucky you’re my husband,” Elain responded, lazily pushing back against his hips. “Otherwise I’d have to write you up for subordination.”

Lucien nipped gently at her left ear, heat already pooling in his gut. “No one’s stopping you from doing that.”

They spent so long in the shower that they almost managed to get caught unawares for the second time that day, but married sex was so good that it was more than worth the extra bruises.

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[mikhardwheat]

Ronance: Secret Agents AU

Robin: shit, Nance, I don't think I can make it Nancy: what do you mean by "I can't make it"?! Robin: there's, like, a hole in my body Robin looks down, blood is still dripping through her fingers: fuck, I totally ruined this shirt, didn't I? Nancy: we don't have time for this, get up Robin: Nance... Nancy: get up! Robin: I don't- Robin shakes her head slowly Robin: just go, I'll figure something out Robin: you need someone to distract those jerks, right? Nancy: I'm not leaving you here, are you insane? Robin: you have to. Nancy: you've lost too much blood, you're clearly out of your mind! Nancy runs towards Robin, who's now on the floor, back pressed against the wall Robin: that's fine Robin: I'm fine Nancy: Robin: remember that one time we thought Steve got rabies because- Nancy: Robin. Robin: we were both stressing out and then you told us to- Nancy: Robin. Their eyes meet. Nancy's now on her knees, one hand holding Robin's face still so she can't turn away. It's not like she wants to Nancy: we're walking out of this building together Robin: but- Nancy: there's no "but"s Robin: Robin giggles Nancy: what's so funny? Robin: butts. Nancy: Nancy: Robin Buckley, you're such a child- Robin: that's part of the charm Nancy: couldn't agree more They smile at each other. But then they hear steps, someone's running down the stairs behind the corner Robin: fuck, Nancy, run! Nancy: I said I won't leave you! Robin: what's the point if we both die?! Nancy: no one is dying. Robin: open your fucking eyes, I'm bleeding out! Nancy: that's why we need to hurry! Robin: that's why you need to hurry Robin: take the case and finish this goddamn mission, you, insufferable prick Nancy: you- Robin: GO! Nancy: Nancy: don't you dare die, Buckley Nancy: I'll kill you, I'll fucking kill you with my own bloody hands, you hear me?! Robin: whatever you say, sunshine Nancy: Robin: I'll watch your back Nancy nods, Robin nods back And then Nancy takes off, blinking off the tears. Now's not the time nor the place.

[silverhallow]

Chapter 4 of

👀Secrets in the Shadow 👀

Is now on ao3

[izzytheturtleboomslang]

Small Sketch = Rocco's operation team

from left to right = Rocco, Xavier, Lora & Victorian

[scottishaccentsareawesome]

OK...but also....what about Mav being a Super Talented Special Agent who constantly gets in trouble but always solves his cases (granted yes, there is usually a body count and just a little property damage - also he offends politicians all the time)

and Iceman being his handler (who basically becomes his partner) at the agency who gets headaches on a regular basis because of him but can't deny how good of an agent he is, and fights for him against the higher-ups all the time

and when their bosses see how unbiased Ice is becoming, they try to reassign him and give Maverick another handler, but the new guys can never stand Maverick (whether Mav gets that reaction on purpose so he can get Ice back or it's purely just how he is is no one ever knows :P) , so the bosses just keep Ice and Maverick together for the sake of everyone's sanity and so the employee turnover doesn't get any worse

Hear me out:

Mav on leave, playing Super Spies with Bradley in the house, running around and trying not to break anything (they fail)

Ice finally coming home from work and hearing their laughter from outside, being both happy (that they have so much fun) and afraid (that they burn the kitchen again)

[gingermaple]

more rvb/hermitcraft au!

by proxy of being wash, etho now has terrible luck with vehicles

[miwachan2]

@agent-darkfest

It was I, MIWA! Who was your Secret Santa! Which I think is hilarious since you were mine last year lol so~ REVENGE! /j

Your Sun and Moon designs are absolutely MAJESTIC, Beautifully detailed, and SO PRETTY!!!! HHHUUUUUUU😭 I hope I was able to replicate their beauty

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

[starrspice]

The Paper Stars AU won the poll so here it is!!!

So this is basically a Secret Agent AU

Sun and Moon, two of the top agents in their field are tasked with stopping Y/N, an ex-agent turned international super thief. Sun and Moon are the only people to have captured them (even though they escaped during transport) and the only ones so far to fully figure out their clues and secrets left behind.

Meanwhile Y/N enjoys the challenge of a good heist, even more so with a couple of agents on their heels. They always leave behind a paper star at each heist location as a calling card, and Sun and Moon were the first to realize they leave hints for what their next target is going to be.

Sun is a bit of a tinkerer in this AU, often testing and creating new gadgets for him and Moon to use in the field! He's better at hacking ane coding than he is at inventing and mechanics, but a few of his inventions have proven quite useful

Moon is far better at putting Sun's gadgets to use than Sun is, but he's also known for being resourceful and quick on his feet. He's still got an old injury that was never properly repaired right but that doesn't stop him.

Y/N was once the agency's top operative, specializing in disguise and covert missions. After a huge mission gone awry Y/N took a year off duty before suddenly abandoning the agency and become a world renowned thief. Nobody is quite sure how or why and Y/N refuses to explain.

As much as Y/N adores the two they aren't the type to pull their punches. Often tying the agents up to make a get away or roughing them up in a fist fight. They're the very definition of a wild card. Nobody can ever be sure if they'll slip in and out of a heist through stealth or make a big show out of pulling off a caper, and that uncertainty makes the entire organization jumpy which is just how Y/N likes it

[blitheringbongus]

Please draw the power couple from your AU (yknow who I’m talking about)

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Sorry this took so long- but here ya go!

[ionshi-teiru]

[sanchensky]

Here goes sunny animatronic always wearing flashy suits Dawn <3

I was doing little drapery study with a help of @lavenoon's lovely secret agent Sun :)

I was afraid I'll make his clothes look way too flat but they turned out okayish x)

Drawing fabric is hard ;-;

[soupy-girl]

saw this on twt… this is me i fear

[ty-bayonet-betteridge]

Tango had been having a pretty awful day. What was supposed to be one of the better days of his life - T.I.E.S. Defense unveiling their new radium drive and securing some more sweet, sweet, investment money - had been soured by some sort of terrorist organization crashing the event, threatening to blow up T.I.E.S. Tower, beating him senseless, tying him to a chair, and locking him in a closet.

It had put a real damper on his mood.

But he felt his spirits lifting when the door was opened by a man who wasn't one of his kidnappers. He had short, messy, golden-blond hair, which looked brilliant with the light shining through it. His eyes were a beautiful shade of darker brown, big and beautiful. He wore a well-tailored black suit, which hugged him perfectly, displaying his gorgeous, athletic frame. His hands looked rough and strong, meant more for manual labor than whatever upper-class occupation his clothing suggested.

Fuck, Tango thought, he's gorgeous.

The man held a hand up to his ear, his finger resting on an earpiece Tango had failed to notice earlier. "We found another one of the hostages," he said.

And he has a cute accent too. I'm so doomed.