#madam Secretary fanfic

[writingmccord]

Henry | Before Extraction | 18 Years

The late afternoon sunlight slanted through the trees and cast a glow on the playground, and eight-year-old Henry had to squint his eyes to keep from being blinded while he attempted to hold a little boy about his size up in the air.

He'd wanted to do the rings like Henry had just done, but Henry was a little taller and could jump higher. "Here," Henry said, putting his toy car in his pocket, "I got you."

He wrapped his arms around the younger boy's waist, grunting as he tried to pick him up and stumbling forward. "You gotta stop squirming," Henry griped in the boy's ear.

"I'm not," the boy said, kicking his legs.

Henry sighed and put the kid down, regripping his arms around the boy's waist and, with a renewed strength, hoisted him up again. This time, the kid reached the rings and was hanging there safely before Henry let him go, and he stood on the ground and shielded the sun from his eyes as he watched this kid go from ring to ring.

"Maureen!" he heard, whipping around quickly to where his dad's voice was coming from. He looked up at the sun and knew it wasn't time for them to come home yet, but he still panicked.

He saw Patrick McCord tromping through the playground, across to where Maureen was swinging with one of her friends. Henry watched from afar as he told Maureen something and she stopped swinging—he knew something must be going on. "Where's your brother?" Henry heard him say.

Maureen started looking around, but Henry stepped over to them. "I'm right here," he said, his little eight-year-old legs walking as fast as they could. "Do we have to leave?"

"We've gotta leave," Patrick concluded. "Stop picking kids up, Henry," he almost barked, "Can't you just play and have fun?"

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[cissyenthusiast010155]

Long Time Coming ~Nadine Tolliver x Elizabeth McCord

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, kissing, fingering, light teasing, semi-public sex, implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

Elizabeth’s lips gently pulled out of the kiss and her gaze met Nadine’s, as they both sat on the couch in the Secretary’s office.

“How long has it been?” The blonde woman hummed with curiosity.

Nadine blushed slightly and cleared her throat.

“A long time…” she confessed, “I…”

Elizabeth raised her hand and cupped the brunette’s cheek.

“You what?” She gently prodded.

“I’m… so wet…” Nadine breathily breathed out, looking into the woman’s gaze for some kind of reassurance, “I can’t remember the last time something like this actually happened to me…”

Elizabeth’s heart broke a little for Nadine at her words. The blonde caressed the woman’s cheek, and gently brought her lips back to kiss the brunette lovingly. She pulled away lightly after a minute.

“Hey, It’s okay.” Elizabeth reassured the brunette, “Just tell me what you’re comfortable with… Tell me what you want.”

“I… I want to grind against someone’s thigh, rough and fast. And to be kissed by someone while I do so. I want them to play with my tits while I hump their thigh… I just want to be so blissed out, so fucked up… not destroyed but just high on sex… being edged on over and over again…” she breathed out in confession.

Elizabeth’s eyes widened lightly at Nadine’s straight up confession. Her eyes twinkled as she bit her lip lightly and chuckled.

“Well I can most definitely arrange that, Nadine…”

Oh God Elizabeth saying her name made Nadine a whole other level of needy…

This time it was Nadine who initiated, smashing her lips back into Elizabeth’s. Both women moaned lightly at this new, faster and more heated pace.

Elizabeth’s fingers reached down to Nadine’s pants and slid under them. Nadine gasped as Elizabeth’s cool fingers cupped her slick sex.

“God Nadine… you’re soaked…”

Nadine gulped as warm blush flushed her face.

“It’s hot…” Elizabeth breathily admitted, making Nadine bite her lip in response.

Without another word, Elizabeth slid two of her fingers into Nadine’s core. Nadine’s mouth dropped in a a silent scream and her eyes rolled back. Her hips began bucking in rhythm with Elizabeth’s thrusting hand.

“That’s it…” Elizabeth hummed huskily, “Just like that…”

~~~

Nadine Tolliver Masterlist

Elizabeth McCord Masterlist ~Coming Soon (;

[nonadhesiveness]

(Also, please don't apologize you're the one doing us a favor. <3)

“You weren’t supposed to hear that!” please? :)

Thank you for the request! I hope you like what I’ve come up with!

[brendalwood]

Cannot believe that tonight marks ten years since#MadamSecretary premiered. What a wonderful time it has been. I loved the show. I made so many new friends because of the show. I started an annual fundraiser for #UNICEF. I participated in many other fundraisers. Can we discuss the amazing fan fiction that has been written in the past ten years. I will admit to rewatching that show all through the COVID pandemic and I bought the DVD’s so I can continue to enjoy this series for the rest of my life. Thank you to #BarbaraHall #MorganFreeman #LoriMcCreary the entire cast and crew and to the incredibly talented #TéaLeoni for making #ElizabethMcCord the most relatable, layered, rich character I have ever seen.

[periodicallypurple]

This will be a short chapter. No big deal.

4000+ words later and still writing…

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Fanfictions are cheaper than therapy 🤪

special thanks @cassi0pei4 @mariusperkins @writingmccord

[cassandramccord]

hi tumblr! time for my annual madam secretary hyperfixation resurgence i think.

if i were considering ideas for some level of multi chapter fic, probably something canon compliant as it is my wheelhouse, does anybody have any thoughts on something you’d like to see? searching for the right piece of inspiration so if you have something, drop it in my inbox & let’s talk ❤️

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[audrxyweasley]

Finally had a chance to write after thinking I’d accidentally managed to fail the year at uni (but haven’t!) so here’s a short segment from the draft Percy in actual politics fanfic idea I’ve talked about on here a few times before

Anyway without any further preamble:

Percy gave a shuddering breath as he tightened his tie around his neck. A position working directly under Mr Crouch when he wasn’t even eighteen was nothing to sniff at, after all, and for a brief moment Percy felt the crushing weight of the responsibility clenching around his throat. He inhaled sharply and smoothed his hair down once more. There was no time for any of that now.

Standing by his Father’s side in front of the fire as they prepared to floo in, Percy felt very much his age for a brief moment, wondering who on earth had the idea to give someone so young such a significant position within the Ministry. After all, what did he know beyond some useless information in books?

The sound of his Father’s footsteps as he stepped into the fire dragged Percy from his thoughts. With a cry for the Ministry, the fire flared green and suddenly, Percy was all alone in the living room. With a moment to gather his courage, Percy stepped into the fire, watching as the soot dirtied his oxblood brogues, and mimicked his Father, calling out for the Ministry with a handful of grey powder.

Arthur was long gone by the time Percy flooed in, and with a well practiced smile on his face, he swallowed down his resentment and made his way towards a crowded elevator, relieved to hear someone request the fourth floor before him as he squeezed past well dressed shoulders reeking of expensive perfume as he clambered his way into the quietest corner he could.

As the elevator emptied out floor by floor, Percy tried to steady his shaking hands, aware of the pallor creeping into his face. He was little more than a child playing dress up in his Sunday best compared to his company in the elevator, he realised as Amelia Bones stepped in.

Nevertheless, he had only one floor to go, and with muttered apologies he began pushing his way to the door. The ground could’ve swallowed him whole as he heard a pained noise from Madam Bones and came to the mortifying conclusion he’d just stood on her toe. He was out of the door before he had a chance to embarrass himself further, taking a deep inhale from the air of the clinical corridor Percy found himself in.

The Department of International Magical Co-Operation was easy to find at the end of the corridor, and as he pushed open the large doors with a gentle knock, ten minutes early of course, he way finally able to study the cluttered, open plan layout of the main department, with a number of desks rammed in as tightly as possible, and a number of offices and meeting rooms spread across every wall, doors interrupting the packed walls of filing cabinets and bookcases.

“Weasley, it it?” A brown haired man in his late twenties asked Percy with an outstretched hands, “I’m Matt Abbott, no point in sticking to surnames in here really, I’m deputy head of the department, you’ll be getting to know Tuft and Law as well, you’ll be working alongside us three mostly.” He made a gesture to a lanky blonde wearing thin glasses with a cigarette dangling lazily from the corner of his mouth, Percy followed by a lightly stubbled fellow brunette about a head shorter than the both of them in his mid to late twenties.

The blonde stuck an awkward hand out, and on closer inspection he was clearly not much older than Percy himself, “Spencer, well Spence really, I’m the press secretary, you know, the more day to day stuff the big man doesn’t need to see,” he rambled with a clammy handshake.

Law rolled his eyes, clearly used to the man’s anxious demeanor, “Jamie,” he said with a Scottish brogue, not moving from behind his desk, “I’m the Special Advisor, unlike Spence I don’t think you’re daft enough to need that explaining, aye?” He asked with a brisk Scottish brogue. “You’ll probably be seeing a lot of Lisa as well, she’s the Political Advisor. Mostly though, you’ll be seeing a lot of the kettle.” He said with a raised brow and a gentle rattle of his empty mug.

Percy scowled and snatched the mug, allowing Matt to gently guide him towards the kitchen and ignoring Jamie’s mocking yell of “welcome to the office, lad!” So this was politics, Percy snorted to himself as he boiled the kettle, grabbing himself a tea cup out of the cupboard absently. There was no way in hell he was going to be pushed into acting as a brew boy and not bother making himself one.

He sauntered back into the main office with all the fake bravado he could muster, placing the mug down hard in front of Jamie with a challenging brow as the room fell silent around them. “I don’t think I ever got your name, did I?” He asked with a cautious sip of his coffee.

“Percy,” he ground out between his teeth and hard stare.

Jamie held his gaze without blinking, leaning forward in his chair to decrease the gap between his deep brown eyes and Percy’s icy blue ones. “Well Percy,” he began quietly, “I’d suggest you go and pour that drink into another cup before Crouch gets in, aye? That’s if you want any chance of sticking around that is,” he said with an unspoken smugness that set Percy’s teeth on edge.

Matt sighed, “he’s not wrong, Crouch is…picky about this stuff, rightly or wrongly. Easiest thing to do is just ignore it, at least when he’s in a good mood we can piss off to the pub early.” He reasoned with Percy, running a hand through hair that was already becoming ungelled. Percy blinked at him, once, twice and then a third time, sending a riotous laugh throughout the room, with even the seemingly ever anxious Spence joining in, “you’ve got a lot to learn about politics,” Matt said with a grin and a hard slap to Percy’s shoulder, “a lot to learn.”

Well, that wasn’t that quite the introduction to politics he’d been expecting.

[skyler10fic]

The Political/Gov't TV Shows That Are Actually Fanfiction Family Tree

We start with the movie The American President. It is adorable and gets 1990s viewers thinking, What would it be like to examine the White House as a place to be a human person and not just a setting for action movies and fictionalized intellectual debates/morality lessons, nor disappointing reality as the president turns out to be a sleazeball a few years later, boosting the idealism of this VHS/TV replay into the late 1990s.

(fine print: I actually have no idea if this was the first of its time. I was six. This is all based on vibes)

Things really start to take off when we get The West Wing starting in 1999, which turned out to be a VERY interesting time to examine life in the White House as people tuned into politics and government, but they aren't looking for a big Air Force One (1997 movie) action show. They are looking for FANFICTION of what they want the White House to be like. They need reassurance that despite imperfection and scandal and all-out flops, the executive branch is a found family of lovable geeks who care too goddamn much about their jobs and democracy but also have compelling backstories and personal lives. There's love, there's drama, there's witty walk-and-talks, there's Allison Janney dropping dry humor one-liners everywhere. The President is everyone's dorky dad, and the First Lady is our mom who won't take his bullshit but loves him with every cell of her highly accomplished doctor being. This is the trunk of the family tree.

Next, Commander in Chief. 2006, only 17 episodes but really key representation in the genre opening the public imagination. Geena Davis is the classic VP-gets-promoted into being the first female president. Mrs. President here is a mess, frankly, making some very ham-fisted decisions, and also seeing the way they wrote her dealing with the gender politics of it all was huge for me at the time as a teen/young adult. Sadly, the tides of audience ratings were turning, and people were very sick of irl politics (e.g., the real-life "war-on-terror" in Afghanistan and now the addition of Iraq not being the Western-savior heroic victory marches we were promised they would be five years earlier). So seeing political drama subplots about the fictionalized Middle East hit a sore spot, and everything else re: presidential imperfection as a flawed character in a TV show (and not some idealized boring Mary Sue) was too much, especially for a female character, who is already from the start narratively damned if she does damned if she doesn't. Flopped, but our fanfic of what it would be like to have a woman, particularly the gorgeous Geena Davis, for president was an important branch of the family tree since West Wing never got there even as an epilogue possibility for what happened next (no shade to Matt Santos).

The next few years are rough. Sorkin pivots to journalism with The Newsroom (which I loved but many hated). We have Veep on the comedy side and Scandal on the drama, Designated Survivor for three seasons, Billions, and a few others, none of which I have seen.

THEN we finally get the incredible Madam Secretary, which you think is going to be the fanfic of The West Wing if it had a spin-off about the State Department and you're not totally wrong there, but it's ALSO a crossover post-canon alternate universe fic of what would have happened if a colleague of Alias's Sidney Bristow had had an actually pretty good boss at the CIA who went on to become president and then hired her to run State but she (and her canonically Hot Guy husband) are still in secret agent mentality. Every season of this is so full of adventure/romance/humor/heartwrenching drama that it feels very much written for fanfic writers/readers stylistically. Personally, I wrote a lot of Lightning Strikes Twice while watching this.

Okay, follow that line of thought to The Diplomat! I am only 5 or so episodes into this one, but I feel confident recommending it anyway because (at least for these five first episodes) it is very much an AU fanfic of if Madam Secretary had a presidential successor who was a bit of an asshole but assigns Kerri Washington out of "meaningful" foreign service diplomacy in the Middle East to be the US ambassador to the UK (seen as a fluff posting, which it turns out not to be!) when she should actually be a CIA agent, which ends up making the actual CIA agents' lives harder. She's also essentially fanfic of what if the political power couple marriage wasn't actually the dreamy fluff of Madam Secretary but actually lovers-to-frenemies. Instead of everything they do making each other better, what if everything the political/diplomatic power couple does jeopardizes each other's mental stability and professionalism. (I've been promised Allison Janney shows up at some point, but I haven't gotten there in the show yet. haha)

That's as far as I've gotten in the family tree, but I hope you enjoy fanfiction escaping into a different political world that has to abide by Hollywood rules instead of the terrible reality of what we have facing us. Happy coping!

[writingmccord]

Going through some old fanfics and came across this one, one of my favorite little one-shots.

"Four"

Elizabeth and Henry are learning to tango for their vow renewal (5x10). They're interrupted by a phone call from Jay, but it comes just after the instructor tells Elizabeth dance isn't math, and she's rather happy that she doesn't have to continue the lesson. Later that day, Henry teaches Elizabeth the tango in the comfort of their own home.

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Late Night Office Shenanigans ~Elizabeth McCord x Nadine Tolliver

Elizabeth x Nadine office smut….

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, semi-public smut, office smut, oral sex, fingering, teasing, little power play, etc.

Enjoy (;

They swallowed each other’s ragged breaths in the heated kiss. It was spur of the moment. Late at night. Most likely due to a large lack of sleep.

But fuck did it feel good.

Elizabeth pushed Nadine up against the wall in her office, the kiss only heating up even more. Cheekily, the blonde bit the brunette’s bottom lip, using it to slip her tongue in the other woman’s mouth. This made Nadine moan. Loud.

“Shhh Ms. Tolliver…” Elizabeth teased the woman in a whisper, “We don’t want anyone coming in to check on us now do we…?”

The thought made Nadine’s eyes widen and her cunt even wetter.

“I… no Madam Secretary…” the brunette breathlessly stammered.

“Good. So stay quiet while I taste you…” the blonde hummed, kneeling down on the ground.

Her fingers rolled up the brunette’s dress with ease and spread her legs a little wider. Nadine bit back a feisty groan as Elizabeth’s hot tongue latched itself on her aching clit. The woman’s hands firmly held Nadine’s thighs open.

“Ohhhhh god—” she sinfully moaned out.

“Not god, Nadine…” the blonde hummed with a chuckle, “Say my name…”

Elizabeth’s hot mouth was now slipping away at the other woman’s cunt. The sound alone was gonna make Nadine cum…

“I—f-fuck Elizabeth…!!” Nadine breathily yelped, which turned into a groan, “I- more mmmore!”

Elizabeth chuckled and brought one hand in between the brunettes legs. Two of her fingers then cheekily slid into her warm core, making Nadine’s eyes and head roll back in pleasure.

“Fffff— so clossssse…” she breathed out sinfully.

“Who’s going to make you cum…?” Elizabeth cooed coyly, “Tell me who…”

“Y-you youuuuu are Madam Secretary…!!” Nadine chocked out.

“That’s right…” the blonde purred in delight.

~~~

Nadine Tolliver Masterlist

Elizabeth McCord Masterlist ~Coming Soon (;

[teatotally]

Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written fewer than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway

Ages upon ages upon ages ago, @sdwolfpuptagged me for this meme and I just never seem to have time/strength/brain enough to do it, but I'm trying to clear out the ol' inbox! Most of these aren't terribly recent but I swear to god, I'm trying to get that WIP finished and I'm really trying to write more. Cancer fucking sucks, man.

“Do it, Capa. Do it.” Mace wasn’t sure if Capa could hear him at this point. (From Dipping Toward the Light for the movie Sunshine)

The cafe was busy enough today that at first David Rose couldn’t spot the guy he was supposed to meet. David and his family had brought enough fame to Schitt’s Creek that business at Cafe Tropical was booming, which was a bit annoying since now he often had to wait for a table. (From It's Like a Drive-Thru, Except Everybody Has a Gun for Schitt's Creek/The Losers)

They’d been having a nice team meal until Tony brought up something he referred to as Cap conspiracy theories and told him he was also an urban legend. “I don’t know what that means,” Steve said. (From Urban Legend for Captain America movies)

“With all due respect,” Amos said, finishing off his drink and looking at Chrisjen and Bobbie in a way that conveyed virtually no respect whatsoever, “I’m a lot better equipped for this. Like I get where you’re coming from, but if you want Madam Secretary-General here to have the best chances, a couple of uniforms and a Martian won’t cut it.” (From Knight-Errant for The Expanse)

A lot of the changes to Brooklyn—and, well, to the world—mystified Steve Rogers, but standing across the street from a restaurant, he thought this one takes the cake. (From Welcome to the Party, Pal for Captain America movies/Brooklyn Nine-Nine)

From the air, Oakland appeared largely unchanged to Steve’s eyes, even though he knew the Wakandans’ influence was already noticeable to anyone familiar with the area and spreading outward as the rest of the world woke up to their existence. (From my never-ending WIP Reverie for Captain America movies/Black Panther)

“We should see if we can find a place to pull in. This is getting pretty bad,” David said, squinting into the darkness and attempting to see past the flurries of snow that dimmed their headlights. (From All This, and Love Too, Will Ruin Us for Kings)

There weren’t a lot of options for places to eat in the little town closest to his cabin, Steve realized as he finished his run. (From Where (Almost Nobody) Knows Your Name for Captain America/Schitt's Creek)

Since the chocolate cake had been such a big success, Marcus figured maybe his first addition to the rotation should build on that. Fuck the donuts for now. (From Five Cakes Marcus Thought Were Bombs and One He Knew Was Fire for The Bear)

The cater waiter came by for a third pass with her tray of teeny-tiny, unsatisfying food, and Colin tried to grab as much as he could despite her condescending glare. So sue him—he was freaking hungry, veering perilously close to hangry at this point. (From You Can Have the Town, Why Don't You Take It for the movie What's Your Number?

I'll tag @cacchieressa @minim-calibre @what-alchemy but only if they want to and anyone who wants to can say I tagged them!

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get to know your moots

thank you for the tag @em-prentiss <3

what’s the origin of your blog title? a little play on supervisory special agent (princess) prentiss of course

otp(s) + shipname(s): i've had MANY over the years but as for what i'm currently shipping during my cm phase: aaron hotchner and emily prentiss (hotchniss); spencer reid and elle greenaway (spencelle); spencer reid and luke alvez (ralvez). I will ship anything if it's presented to me through the right lens

favorite color: pink!

favorite game: if this question means video games the answer is none because I don't play them sfkjsd

song stuck in your head: the bolter by taylor swift

weirdest habit/trait? look up a list of ADHD symptoms and take your pick

hobbies: overanalyzing tv shows, cooking and baking, travel!

if you work, what’s your profession? writer <3

if you could have any job you wish, what would it be? there aren't enough lifetimes for me to try everything I would try if I could, but probably museum curation or being a therapist.

something you’re good at: hosting guests/parties/holidays

something you’re bad at: anything musical at all

something you love: writing, being outside in the mountains, babies, decorating, community, oatmeal butterscotch cookies, artsy cocktails, wrapping paper, dogs, new outfits, anything with a theme

something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: the oj simpson trial

something you hate: being corrected or condescended to

something you collect: model carousels

something you forget: I have adhd I forget everything

what’s your love language? acts of service

favorite movie/show: shows- criminal minds of course, madam secretary, the bear, midnight mass, gilmore girls, castle

movies- the boys in the band, midnight in the garden of good and evil, the fast and the furious, the wizard of oz, the sound of music, psycho, scream

favorite food: OYSTERS and pretty much any seafood

favorite animal: dogs!

what were you like as a child? incredibly precocious, challenging, bossy and fearless. read books like they were going to disappear from the face of the earth and thought i was better at everything than anyone else

favorite subject at school? English/literature

least favorite subject? anything that involved math

what’s your best character trait? my confidence

what’s your worst character trait? inability to commit or apply myself

if you could change any detail of your day right now what would it be? the weather/ season. LET ME OUTSIDE

if you could travel in time who would you like to meet? many people but if I could time travel i would truthfully want to see my parents again

recommend one of your favorite fanfics: recently I have been working through every fic ever written by @em-prentiss and @sequinsmile-x <3

tags if you feel so inclined! not tagging anybody specific but anyone who'd like to consider yourself tagged <3

[lilacmermaid25]

Ted Lasso Fanfic Challenge 2024 - September

My favourite month of the year, therefore my favourite challenge this year!

September’s Challenge:  AU!

The Rules: There are none, EXCEPT that your piece must be (or become) an AU. Write a story that diverges from canon somewhere along the way - partway through season three, or before Ted or Rebecca were born, or anywhere in between. Consider a world where the setting and the characters are familiar, but overlaid with supernatural elements like magic or monsters or Soulmates. Think about a world where time travel is possible, allowing somebody a do-over to correct a mistake they regret, or visit a moment they never experienced the first time. Imagine a crossover, where the characters exist in the same world as those of another fandom (I'd love you forever if you went with the Newsroom or Madam Secretary!). Or move the characters and their dynamics to a whole new setting entirely, make it a world of sci-fi or espionage or hockey! (There's an NHL team where the mascot is a lion, just saying...)

Any character, any setting, any premise - anything goes! I’m calling it September’s challenge, but there is absolutely no deadline. And no word limit either - make it a drabble or a one-shot, or the longest multi-chapter you’ve ever written. (I can’t claim to need new things to read these days, but I love multi-chapters all the same). It doesn’t even need to be fic - I’d be thrilled if any of these challenges inspired a gifset or some other form of fanart!

Want to participate but aren’t able to write something at the moment? That’s fine too! Just describe what you’d like to write about for this month’s challenge. I’m curious what ideas all of you have in your heads!

Please add your fic to the AO3 collection HERE, and tag it with Ted Lasso Fanfic Challenge anywhere else you post!

Feel free to check out any of my prompts if you’re looking for inspiration. My Masterpost here is very much a work-in-progress, but I hope to revamp it soon.

Bonus Challenge: Feel like setting an additional challenge for yourself? Send  me an Ask and I’ll give you a character or premise to write about!

Good luck!

Previous Challenges:

2022

2023

January

February

March

April

May

June

July

August

[nonadhesiveness]

Hey! Just so you know, I haven’t read madam secretary fanfic in ages (since you last published probably), but I think about little bits and pieces and lines and plots and moments from your fics often. Your writing has really stuck with me. I just thought I’d reach out and say so!

Thank you so much for this! It means a lot to me to know that my writing is remembered, so I really appreciate you reaching out to share this. Just what I needed to start my day!