#agent murphy

Agent Murphy GUNsona cosplay!

I have been wanting to cosplay Agent "Murphy" Lala for awhile and now I did it! She is Doctor Robotnik's (horrible) secretary and she is a complete goofball and cartoon character. He keeps her around because she is easily manipulatable and fun to torture!

More pics and art under the cut!

COSPLAY YOUR GUNSONA. COSPLAY YOUR OCS. BE FREE.

A Day with Boyd Holbrook

Driving to your favourite & most secluded swimming spot in a beautiful sunny day, middle of spring and summer.

I can't believe netflix really gave us a whole new dad pedro character (dad d'jarin is back n my heart NEEDED IT)

And reunited Agent Murphy and Agent Peña

Note: While I was writing this story, I was think of how females are treated differently in certain jobs. Like the equal pay for woman, and the other stuff that is still happening to women (for the purpose of this imagine). The show Narcos is happening in the 80s-90s and I am 100% sure on how female in law enforcement were treated. Also, I have no idea if what is depicted in this story is factual take it as a fictional story to sit back and enjoy. Ok so I’ll let you start reading hope you didn’t exit out.

 At the airport you were greeted by Steve Murphy. You were the rookie in Colombia, but you were a good agent, hence why you were brought to help the war against Pablo Escobar.

“I should warn you Peña is a hard ass.”

“I’m used to men like him.”

“Want me to drop you off your apartment, get some rest or do you want to go to the embassy?”

“Embassy I feel like I have to show my dominance to this Peña,”

“Careful he might want to get you to bed.”

Once at the embassy Murphy led you to your new work area where a man sat typing away.

“Peña this is agent (Y/LN).”

Javier looks up and sizes you up, looking over your figure. He did not speak only grabbed his cigarette from the ash tray.

“Is that all you do? Smoke? No wonder you haven’t gotten Escobar,” you mock.

“Y tú puedes hacerlo mejor?” [and you can do better]

“Por supuesto que si, yo no vengo para pendejadas. Yo vengo por Escobar.” [Of course I’m not here for bullshit I’m here for Escobar]

Murphy frowns, “you know Spanish too?”

You look over at the blonde, “you don’t?”

“No”

“You should get some classes; you can’t be walking around Colombia with a language barrier.”

Murphy smiles at your advice not taking any offense by it, “I like you.”

You just shake you head and turn to look at Peña. “What do you have so far?”

Peña raises his eyebrow and throws a file towards you. You read over the minimal information and drop it back on his desk.

“You have jack.”

“We were told you were a good agent back in Mexico work your magic,” says Murphy.

“What have you two be doing to get information so far?”

“Informant. Prostitutes the Narcos sleep with,”

“Let me guess Peña screws them and then gets the information.”

Javier stands up and walks towards you, “how did YOU get information in Mexico?”

“We went undercover, got close to them.”

Murphy steps closer to you and Javier, “That’ll get you killed.”

“As long as we get the info we need, I am willing to become a narco.”

Javier glances over your face with a deep frown. Steve pushes Javier a it away from you.

“We can’t go undercover here; they’ll know your American. Probably have us all on file.”

“We’ll need to blend in with the locals. They’ve interacted with the so-called robin hood. They won’t talk to DEA agents, but we aren’t going in as agents.”

Javier frowns, “how are we going in?”

“Star-eyed tourists. Don’t worry Peña I’ll do all the leg work; you can stay here and type away.”

Murphy chuckles at your jab.

“I’m going to my apartment get my stuff settled and get ready to work, see you two later.”

You leave to the embassy and call for a cab.

Steve look over at Javier, “She’s good.”

“She’s going to get killed. This isn’t Mexico this is fucking Colombia.”

“I’m sure she knows that.”

A couple of hours later you were back to the office a wearing a stereotypical tourist outfit. Steve nodded impressed.

“Where are we going?”

“I’m going you two stay.”

Javier speaks up, “you’re not going alone, you don’t know Bogota you’ll get killed.”

“Are you worried agent? We’re only just met; besides I’m not going far, I’ll leave breadcrumbs.”

You leave the two men and go on your own to see what information you could get.

The next morning you arrive at the office to find both men sitting at their desks. Murphy greets you instantly, “how’d it go? did you get any info?”

“Good morning. Not much but I found out Escobar turns up once in a while with his henchmen and gives people money. He never goes to the same place, but people know where he’ll be because a crowd that form around them.”

Javier folds his arms over his chest and scoffs, “so you got nothing? your leg work was for nothing.”

“I got information without fucking anyone.”

“See now that is probably what you need.”

“Really getting laid improves your mood? Seems to be working for you pendejo!” [asshole/ dumbass]

Steve looks at Javier amused, “she’s got a point.”

The rest of the day the three of you answered calls on any Escobar sightings. At the end of the day you three walked out of the embassy, and you start to walk home.

“Who where are you going?” asks Murphy.

“Going home.”

“Peña and I usually go for drinks after work. We also carpool to and from work. We live in the same building. Join us.”

You look over at the impatient man behind Murphy, “nah, I’ll walk home see you tomorrow.”

Murphy looks over at Javier who just shrugs and enters the drivers seat.

“Look its not safe for a girl to walk alone at night.”

“Good think I’m not a girl Murphy.”

“That’s not what I… not what I meant. Look let us drop you off at least.”

“Will it get you off my back?”

“Yes”

“Fine but only this once.”

You enter the backseat and close the door. As promised you are dropped off at the building.

“You sure you don’t want to join us for drinks?”

“I’m sure, thanks for the ride.” You get out and walk into the building. You go reach your apartment and start to search for your keys. A blonde woman approaches you,” do you speak English?”

“Yes.”

“Thank god, I’m Connie. Do you know Spanish I need someone to translate these instructions for me.”

You grab the package and translate the instructions.

“I didn’t get you name.”

“It’s (Y/N)(YLN).”

“You’re… DEA.”

You frown but nod.

“I thought so, Steve told me about you. He told me you went toe to toe with Peña.”

“I’ve faced worse. I’d rather encounter a thousand Peñas over meeting killers like Escobar.”

Connie nods understanding.

“It’s good to now Steve has you and Peña watching his back.”

“Your Murphy’s wife?”

Connie nods.

“I’ll try to keep him safe for you.”

The next morning when you arrive to your desk there was a steaming coffee and a chocolate muffin sitting next to it. You frown and look up and find Steve smiling at you.

“Connie told me you helped her with something.”

“She asked me to.”

“Well you didn’t have to.”

“You brought me coffee?”

“Yup, we’re partners.”

You smile at the man and take a sip of the hot coffee, “thank you.”

Just like that you knew that you were accepted at least by Murphy. Javier was a different story, and you seemed to clash. The seasoned agent needed a bit more time to see what you were made of, and he hoped you didn’t get yourself killed.

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One picture that can cause a lot of trouble for drug traffickers.

One photographer, whose life is in danger after seeing something she shouldn’t have.

One man, who is willing to keep her safe.

Check out my other stories here.

1. The Photograph

2. The Promise

3. The Offer

4. The Assistant

5. The Vest

6. The Incident

7. The Betrayal

8. The Revenge

9. The Rat