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writingmccord · 1 month
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I figured I should introduce myself officially since I’ve been lurking on Madam Secretary tumblr for a while now. Some of you may (or may not lol) know me from FanFiction as gypsysfeather! I just wanted to make a master listing of my MSec fanfics in case anyone is looking for some “new” ones (maybe that you haven’t seen on FF yet). I’ve loved being immersed in this MSec world for the past year!
On top of writing/reading MSec FanFic, I also am a full-time graduate student and am (trying to lol) write a book in all my "free time." I like to explore the human experience as much as I can, particularly through Elizabeth and Henry's characters. I like writing Henry/Elizabeth because they are so human in the show, which is something we don't always get to see in television and movies.
And of course, I'm ultimately a big Tim and Tea fan (how could you not be?). I also like to read romance novels and listen to memoirs on audiobooks, which sometimes my memoirs I'm reading appear in my stories because, well, I'm reading a lot of Madeleine Albright right now.
Thanks, everyone, for being so welcoming! Wish I'd have been part of this fandom when it was still on TV.
These are organized by flash, flash series, and stories, and then organized by rating as well. I have blurbs about the stories underneath and tell whether they're pre-Secretary (some of my favorites to write!) Scroll through and you can click on the titles to go to the FanFiction page.
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cassandramccord · 1 year
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‘Love language’ for the prompts, please!
thank you so much for asking!! this one got away from me a little bit and accidentally turned into a five chapter fic of its own. oops. i’m linking the first chapter here and will continue to update it in the next couple of days :)
gifts // 1988
"I got you something," he blurted out suddenly.
"Like a gift?" she asked. Henry nodded; the courage had indeed been fleeting, and had now drained into nothingness and left him with the same gnawing anxiety as before. But it was too late; he was in it now, for better or worse.
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yesmadamepresident · 2 years
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All Our Fears Would be Irrelevant, Chapter 30
Henry shows up at Elizabeth's doorstep.
FFN | AO3
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brendalwood · 9 months
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Met up with #2queens1prince last night in DC. I am on vacation and she was here for a work conference.
#friendship
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morethanwords229 · 2 years
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Light the Skies, a madam secretary fanfic | FanFiction
check me out writing msec smut like it's the year 2016 or something
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gillians-leoni · 2 years
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okay so @/timeafanx sparked this idea in me from my strip club xf fic and I need to know that I’m not losing my marbles here.
msec fans: bessxhenry strip club college au? yes? no? maybe? please let me know this isn’t like a weird idea 😭
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bluebird-mccord · 4 years
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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13214374/14/Interrupting-the-McCords
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Yeah...
That happened! And it’s utter bollocks! But heyho! Whatever is needed in coronavirus land I suppose!
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teaismyqueen · 5 years
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Chaos chapter 3
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This chapter has a kiss in it. 😘 💋
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queen-bess-mccord · 5 years
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Quick fic for 5.20. Henry and scuba diving. Written late at night so read at your own risk. Leave me a review and let me know what you think!
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writingmccord · 22 days
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Here's a new one-shot series, starting with the chapter "Unspoken."
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cassandramccord · 1 year
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"Hey," Henry said. "Want to go for a walk?"
The takeout containers were left on the floor, a still life portrait of the first night in an otherwise empty and echoing house. Henry and Elizabeth held hands and stepped out into the warm summer evening, and onto the front porch where the green pastures sprawled in front of them. Elizabeth took a long, slow breath, and if Henry looked, he could almost see the tension melting off of her.
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yesmadamepresident · 2 years
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All Our Fears Would be Irrelevant, Chapter 29
Elizabeth takes some time off, so she and Henry don't see each other for a bit. Out of sight, out of mind, right?
Wrong.
FFN | AO3
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brendalwood · 1 year
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For those who like my FanFiction I updated Funny How Life goes On a couple days ago and I am working hard on Mothering ch 7. I decided to rework it a bit. I shamelessly love reviews. Helps me grow as a writer and gives me inspiration to keep trying.
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lostinthewords13 · 5 years
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She hasn't found her place under the Sun. Maybe, women like her were meant to walk under the Moon and spread light among the darkness.
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MSec Humans! A new MSec writer @karijean is looking for a beta. If someone is willing to read her work please contact her. 
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elizabeth/henry + 19!
19. Kisses because I don’t want you to go and maybe I can convince you to stay just a few minutes longer
Thanks for sending a prompt! I was super excited to receive something for Elizabeth and Henry. (I’m sure this isn’t what you had in mind though…)
Warning: Angst ahead.
They’ve argued over this particular topic countless times – have disagreed since Henry first brought it up and, even on that end, they can’t agree. He insists she’s the one who started the conversation that first time. (She’s since forgotten how it started.)
The disagreement is far from a first for their relationship. Though scary and hurtful at times, challenging each other is one of the many ways they’ve kept the flame alive all these years. They knew the last time the subject was brought up that it wouldn’t be the last they heard of it – though this time, it very well may be – and even now, as she lays barely moving in this uncomfortable bed, wearing a teal gown that does very little to help her complexion, Henry insists on contradicting her.
Elizabeth wishes he’d stop fighting it. She had. She’d come to accept that every day could be her last – their last – even though she was stubborn enough to last a month longer than the doctors predicted.
“Don’t give me that look,” comes the gruff voice on her left, as Henry pushes himself up from the chair he’d occupied all morning, groaning when his joints crack in protest. She hopes he didn’t spend all night sleeping in that awful position; they’re not 50 anymore. He can’t just sleep anywhere he wants. (She knows he did.)
She plays along, offering a weak, “What look?”
He stands by her side, palms coming to rest on arm. His hands are warm, just like she remembers. “That ‘I think today’s the day’ look.” His gaze finds hers, eyes filled with equal measures of reassurance and worry. “I told you – you’re not leaving this world before me.”
Elizabeth chuckles at his insistence – every day, the same obstinate refusal to see her go first – but even the short laugh is enough to send a new wave of pain down her chest. She coughs, violently, and it hurts everywhere. Her eyes shut; her teeth clench. His right hand cups her nape, supporting her head, while the thumb of his left brushes comforting circles on the skin of her arm.
It’s a few scary minutes in which she knows he’s holding his breath before the coughing subsides, but it does. He wipes the sweat off her brows, his touch gentle and caring. When she feels strong enough, she whispers, “I think you’ll lose this one,” and for the first time, he doesn’t rebut her.
That alone tells Elizabeth more than she needs to know about her current state.
Henry kisses her forehead, then her nose, her cheek. “I’ll make sure you stay with us until the kids arrive,” he says, and she nods, before he pecks her lips one last time.
There’s no need to argue over that.
(Feel free to send more kissing prompts.)
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