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i love the strict boss and his hyperactive tech analyst that he’s overly protective over duo
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Training
Prompt: Enemies to Lovers type. You and Gibbs never got along, and luckily you never really had to work with each other…until now.
You followed behind Agent Fornell as the both of you stepped out of the elevator and into the squad room of NCIS.
You spotted the 3 familiar agents standing in front of the plasma, speaking amongst each other until DiNozzo spoke.
“Trouble on your 6 boss.”
Their supervisory agent turned towards you and Fornell, looking ready for an argument.
“You can release Ramos, we’ll take it from here Gibbs,” Fornell started.
“We’ll release him when we’re done questioning him Tobias. He has ties to our victim and has no alibi for the night of the murder.”
“He’s got nothing to do with your murder. He’s been under FBI surveillance for the last 3 months and if you compromise all of our work, both of us are gonna be on the chopping block with our Directors.”
Gibbs gave him a look that showed that he had no intention of backing down and Fornell sighed before turning to you.
“Stay here. We’ll be back.”
As Gibbs walked past you, you made sure to give him that hard stare that he always gives you every time you see each other. You met Agent Gibbs a few months ago on a joint Investigation and from day one he rubbed you the wrong way. He was stubborn, arrogant and always thought he was right. Even though he was good looking and good with a gun, you weren’t gonna let him intimidate you.
“So how’s it been, being the FBI’s lackey?” DiNozzo jested, making you roll your eyes.
“Better than you being Gibbs’ pet,” you shot right back, getting a snicker out of the Mossad agent behind you.
“You know I heard about that incident with your last case. Suspect got the jump on you. Sounds like your hand to hand combat needs a little work,” he continued.
You walked over, closing in on him, causing him to take a step back. You were at least half a foot shorter than him but judging by the unsure look on his face, your intimidation tactics were on point.
“He was 6,4” and pushing 200lbs DiNozzo. And I didn’t really do much hand to hand with him before putting two bullets in his chest. But by all means, we can put those skills to the test if you want.”
“Stop harassing my agents, Agent Y/N. If you wanna spar, you can do it with me,” you heard Gibbs’ condescending voice speak from the stairs. Looking over, you saw Fornell and him walking over and backed off of DiNozzo who chuckled nervously. You waited until he was standing in front of you to speak.
“Pick a place and time Gibbs.”
Your words held contempt and he just gave you a smirk while taking a sip of his coffee. It took everything in you not to slap it out of his hand. The rest of his agents were quiet as Fornell was smiled in the back.
“NCIS training room, 6pm.”
“I’ll be there.”
You all continued working, the case turning into a joint investigation, you making a point to avoid the Supervisory Agent as much as possible throughout the day. When lunch time came around, you and Fornell stopped by a little sandwich shop.
“So what’s your beef with Gibbs?” he asked you, taking a bite of his pastrami on rye.
“He just thinks he’s so righteous. The way he talks with people, the way he walks, everything about him screams douchebag,” you ranted, Fornell chuckling as you did.
“What?”
“Nothing. It’s just funny. Have you ever thought the reason you don’t like Gibbs is because he’s so much like you? And being the most competitive person I know, you hate having someone that matches you.”
“Don’t profile me Fornell. It’s above your pay grade.”
“See. Like that. Gibbs would’ve said something just like that. Maybe not as harsh but similar. I think you actually like him but don’t know how to deal with it. Maybe this little sparring sesh of yours will prove beneficial.”
You huffed in annoyance at his words but you he wasn’t completely delusional. It did make sense but at the same time, part of you genuinely didn’t like Gibbs.
“Are you trying to set me up with your best friend Tobias?”
He just shrugged his shoulders before stealing a fry off your barely touched plate.
“I’m not trying anything. You challenged him remember? Just one word of advice. He’s got a blind spot just outside his left eye. You use that knowledge correctly and you’ll have him on his ass. Then I can break his balls for the rest of the investigation.”
You both laughed and finished up your lunch before heading back to join NCIS.
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You were just finished tying your shoes when you saw Gibbs come into the gym. He was wearing an old NIS shirt, some sweat shorts, and black converse. Very casual for someone about to get his ass kicked. You on the other hand, went with some black leggings, sports bra and a loose tank top.
“On the mats, let’s go,” he said in passing.
You followed him to the training mats where he placed a dummy handgun down. There were only 2 or 3 other agents in the room, minding their business with various gym equipment, seemingly none of Gibbs’ minions hanging around.
“Your objective is to not let me get ahold of that gun, understand?”
You just nodded and stood across from him, both of you an equal distance away from the gun.
“Now.”
Both of you ran for the gun, you getting there first and grabbing it. As soon as you brought it up to fake fire, Gibbs knocked it out of your hands, sending it sliding towards the other side of the mats. Before he could make his way to get it, you grabbed a hold of his neck and pulled him down in an attempt to get him to the ground but he just twisted out of it and broke free, giving him plenty of time to grab the gun and aim it at you.
“Dead,” he declared, making you roll your eyes.
“Congratulations Gibbs. Want a medal?”
Keeping a straight face, he walked over to you, eyes never leaving yours and stood a foot away, making you have to tilt your head up because of the height difference. Ok, maybe he was a little intimidating.
“I want you to stop being a brat and let me help you.”
You wanted to spit out something snarky but bit your tongue as he continued. “You’re never gonna win a hand to hand combat with someone much bigger than you based on brute force. Maneuverability and quickness are going to be your best friend.”
He took a step back and dropped the dummy gun.
“I read your file. You spent 2 years training in Judo and Jiu-Jitsu. Use those skills. Use the enemies own weight against them. For now, just try to get me to the ground for an arrest.”
You sized him up real quick, identifying his strong and weak points before attacking. You remembered what Fornell had told you earlier and decided to use it. Side stepping to Gibbs’ left side, you grabbed him by the shirt and used your leg to trip him backwards so that he fell to the floor. You wasted no time in climbing on top, getting your legs around his arm and neck before pulling in for a successful armbar. Once he tapped, you let him go and couldn’t help but wear a triumphant smile.
You went to get up but was taken off guard when you felt Gibbs push you back to the ground, grabbing your wrists and twisting them behind your back while sitting atop of your stomach and wrapping his legs around your own so you couldn’t move. You squirmed, hoping to slip free but he had you in a vice grip.
He leaned down so his face was inches from yours, both of you breathing hard from the exercise.
“Never let your guard down,” he whispered. You don’t know if you were more pissed about the fact that he got the drop on you or how turned on you were right then but you weren’t gonna let him win that easy.
He may have had a grip on your hands and legs but that didn’t stop you from pushing your chest up and bringing your head to the side of his, gently caressing his cheek with your mouth. You heard him let out a breath and loosen his grip just the slightest.
That’s all you needed.
Slipping your arms out, you used all your momentum to shift the weight, grabbing the gun that was lying inches away and pointing it at him once you were on top.
“Dead,” you declared the same as he had earlier but with more cockiness.
He chuckled and sat up, leaning back on his hands, licking his lips and looking at you with his head cocked to the side.
“With a little more practice, you could join NCIS.”
You laughed at his joke and took a second to give him a once over. His striking blue eyes, chiseled jawline and boyish grin was actually pretty attractive if you thought about it. In that moment, he didn’t seem like the typical douchebag you pegged him as and it unnerved you.
He didn’t make a move to push you off as you realized you were still straddling him and just held his stare until you looked away.
“I’ll stick with hanging with the big boys, thank you.”
You got to your feet and offered him a hand which he took. Your stomach fluttered just a little as his hands met yours to took the dummy gun from you.
“Look forward to working with you again Agent Y/N.”
You just smiled and turned to leave.
“Goodnight Agent Gibbs.”
As you left the gym, you saw his own smile appear on his lips.
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Work Wife
Gibbs x fem!reader Fluff
Note: this is a little bit of a spin on something i read the other day also titled work wife. promise I’m not stealing a story just the concept
Warnings: drinking, Gibbs making a joke about domestic partnerships
“So where’s Gibbs?” Ziva asked, tossing her backpack onto her desk chair and glaring at Tony.
“I can’t control how fast traffic goes, Ziva,” he snapped back, with a strong emphasis on her name.
“Would you two just get a room,” you laughed, wrapping your hands around the coffee cup tighter. It was always cold in the office building, but today was particularly so because the weather was beautiful outside and the sunshine coming through the windows made the A/C spike. You sighed and set the cup on Gibbs’ desk and pulled his jacket off the back of his chair to drape it over your shoulders.
“Why would I know where he is? I’m not even on your team.” It was true, but you had begun spending a lot of time over there recently, and Tony had noticed Gibbs had stopped disappearing for long periods of time.
“Yeah, but you’re his work wife,” Dinozzo said, unlocking his computer. Despite him acting like he did no work and just kicked around, he was particularly efficient at his job. You were about to make a comment when Gibbs appeared behind him.
“Work wife, Dinozzo? Really? I have enough people with the title wife in my life already.” Tony jumped and frowned, giving you a look.
“None of them are as pretty as her, boss.” That earned him a head slap as you held in a laugh.
“Wha’did ya find?” Ziva and Tony explained what they had found at the victim’s house over one another while you sipped on the coffee, watching a trace run on a license plate on Gibbs’ other screen. It dinged and you looked at it with a frown.
“You got your guy, Gibbs.” He turned and you pointed at the screen.
“How come L/N is the most helpful person here and she’s not even on the team?” he asked, grabbing the coffee from your hands and the jacket off your back.
“Hey! I paid for both of those.” Ziva and Tony were hustling their stuff on.
“Yeah, that’s what you get for being my work wife,” he mused as he walked away. You laughed and got up, heading to your own desk to get your actual job done.
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Your desk phone rang around five, just as you were preparing to leave.
“This is-”
“Ziva, McGeek, boss and I are going to a bar to celebrate the end of this stupid case. Do you want to come?” You could hear Ziva and McGee muttering around Tony.
“Gibbs is going? Sure. That’ll be a sight.” You grabbed your bag and changed your shoes before heading over to where Gibbs’ team sat. He seemed surprised when you walked over expectantly.
“Ah, I see they didn’t tell you.”
“You think they would tell me if they were meddling?” You nodded in agreement, but before any of the three team members could say anything, Gibbs draped his coat back around you.
“Like ya said, you bought it.” You snorted.
“It’s beautiful outside, Jethro, I don’t need your coat out there.” Ziva, Tony, and McGee all stared at each other. It was rare for someone to call Gibbs by his first name.
“Suit yourself.” He took the jacket and put it over his arm.
“Where are we going?”
“Marine Bar,” Tony said, “The one on base.” You laughed again. They really were out of their depth.
“Something funny, L/N?” Gibbs asked as you all headed for the elevators.
“Just you, Marine.” Something flashed in his blue eyes, but he didn’t comment further.
“So, L/N, is he actually your work husband or do you treat all NCIS team leaders like thaaa- OW!” You removed your heel from his toes.
“Just be thankful she already took her high heels off,” Ziva laughed, and Tony grumbled something as you exited the elevator.
“Drive me over?” you asked Gibbs. He half smiled.
“Like you have to ask.”
“Get a room you two,” Tony shot back.
“Maybe we will,” you responded, throwing him a wink. The other three agents gathered as you and Gibbs walked away.
“Fifty bucks they go home together tonight,” Tony said.
“I’ll put a hundred that they will,” Ducky’s voice came. Him, Abby, and Palmer appeared from the other end of the garage.
“Noooo, I don’t think so. L/N seems like she’d want to go on a date first,” McGee commented.
“A hundred it is,” Ducky said, reaching out to shake McGee’s hand. Abby looked like she was going to comment, but Ducky silenced her with a look. Each of them got in their cars to head across the base to meet at a marine bar that Gibbs always went to. You and him were already at the bar, chatting with the bartender.
“What took you all so long,” you asked when they sidled up to order their drinks. A table in the corner was open so the eight of you took it over, Ziva and Tony already arguing about who would sit where.
“Jesus, when will you two just quit it and fuck,” you sighed. McGee tried to mask his laugh with a cough and Gibbs openly chuckled.
“Yeah, what about you two?”
“Who says we haven’t, Dinozzo?” That made the man choke on his tongue.
“Good god, you’d hope they already had given they signed their paperwork already.” All three of Gibbs’ agents turned to look at Ducky then back at the two of you. They had failed to notice Gibbs’ hand around the back of your chair and that you were still wearing his jacket.
“You really are terrible investigators,” you said, “Maybe you should hire me instead.”
“You’re probably right,” Gibbs laughed, picking up his drink and taking a long sip.
“Paperwork? Like marriage paperwork? Come on, boss, this is a joke right?”
“Domestic partnership,” Gibbs said, putting air quotes around the words, “Who comes up with this shit anyway?”
“Much better than me being ex wife number five,” you shot back. Gibbs gave you one of his award winning smiles.
“Yeah well, you’re my work wife apparently, so you can have the title.” And then he kissed you right in front of his whole team.
“Goodness, it feels good to not be keeping that from anyone,” Ducky laughed, “It was getting a bit ridiculous. Now, McGee, I believe you owe me a Benjamin.”
#ncis#ncis Gibbs#agent gibbs#Gibbs x reader#gibbs x fem!reader#nice Gibbs x reader#leroy jethro gibbs#ncis imagine#Gibbs imagines#notsopersonalcharlie#charliewrites
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Someone asked me why my “type” is silver haired foxes with blue eyes….
Agent Silver Haired Fox walked…
So that Captain Silver Haired Fox could run…
Ya girl has been thirsting after older men since day one and silver haired foxes since the early 00s 🤣
#mark harmon#anson mount#agent gibbs#leroy jethro gibbs#Jethro gibbs#captain pike#christopher pike#silver haired fox#silver fox
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ᴍᴀʀᴋ ʜᴀʀᴍᴏɴ ᴀꜱ ʟᴇʀᴏʏ ᴊᴇᴛʜʀᴏ ɢɪʙʙꜱ
𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐒 𝟏𝐱𝟏 - 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞
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Full Masterlist
Guide: (S)=smut, (A)=angst, (F)=fluff, (SM)=sensitive material, (SB)=slow burn
TV Shows:
Criminal Minds:
-Spencer Reid
Series:
-You Were My Happily Ever After (Part One)
-You Were My Happily Ever After (Part Two)
-You Were My Happily Ever After (Part Three)
-I'll Be There For You (Part One) (SB, A)
-I'll Be There For You (Part Two) (SM, A, F)
-Genius Vs. Genius (Part One) (A, F, SM)
-Figuring Out Parenthood (Part One) (F)
-The Technical Analyst and the Boy Genius (Part One) (A, F, SM)
One Shots:
-Picture Perfect (F,A)
-Aaron Hotchner
-Just The Three of Us (F)
NCIS:
-Leroy Jethro Gibbs
Series:
-Baby's First UnderCover Op (Part One) (SM, A, S)
-Baby's Secret (Part Two) (SM, A)
-We're Having A Baby! (Part One) (F, A)
-We're Finally Having Our Baby! (Part Two) (F, A)
One Shots:
-Annoyance (F, A)
-The Wrong ID (F, A)
-Drunken Calls (F, A)
-Flirting With the Boss's Wife (F)
-A Night of Brownies and Wine (F,A)
Doctor Who:
-Coming Soon!
Books:
Percy Jackson:
-Claiming You (A, F, SB)
KPOP:
SF9:
-Inseong
-Inseong Admits His Feelings For You (F, A, SB)
-Youngbin
-Youngbin Comforts You After You Lose Zuho (F)
-Jaeyoon
-Helping Jaeyoon Get To Sleep After A Tiring Day (F, SB)
-Dawon
Nothing Yet
-Zuho
-A New Form of Payment (S, F)
-Taeyang
-Nothing Yet
-Hwiyoung
-Hwiyoung's Secret (S, A, F)
-Chani
-I'm All Yours (SB, A, F)
Series:
My Roommate is a Vampire
-Part One (F)
#ncis#ncis fandom#ncis gibbs#ncis imagine#jethro gibbs#gibbs#gibbs x reader#criminal minds#spencer reid#spencer reid scenarios#vampire story#dr spencer reid#sf9 smut#sf9 scenario#spencer reid criminal minds#spencer reid fanfiction#spencer reid imagine#spencer reid x reader#spencer x reader#jethro gibbs x reader#gibbs smut#leroy jethro gibbs#agent gibbs#aaron hotch fanfiction#aaron hotch fic#aaron hotch hotchner#aaron hotchner fanfic#aaron hotchner#rossi#david rossi
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NCIS meets 30 Rock’s Queen of Jordan, with contributions from @academicgangster
Bonuses:
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He Truly Cares
I sat at my desk, writing in my journal about my day. I’m a very quiet girl and normally keep to myself, which makes me wonder how I got a job at NCIS in the first place. As I was writing I felt a firm hit upside my head, a squeak left my lips as I quickly stood noticing Agent Gibbs, also known as my boss.
“Did you need something boss?” I questioned, unable to look him in the eye. I always struggle to look people in the eye but Agent Gibbs is different. I get so easily lost in his eyes that I stumble over my words, my face gets hot, and I become extremely nervous. “How long have you been here?” He questioned, sitting at his desk. I followed and stood in front of his desk. “I don’t understand.” He looked at me, something flashed in his eyes. Worry? Concern? I couldn’t read him, I guess that’s why I was drawn to him.
He sighed. “When was the last time you went home?” I suddenly became really nervous. I haven’t left in three days, working on a major case that Gibbs had given me. “Three days sir,” He leaned back in his chair. “Have you slept?” I shook my head. “N-No sir…” He stood and grabbed his coat. “Come on.” He said, starting towards the elevator. “What?” I just stood there as he stopped and looked back at me. “I’m taking you home.” My confusion switched to embarrassment. “But I haven’t found Jacob Mi-” He cut me off. “I don’t care, in the car now.”
I wanted to fight but my body burned and I was really tired so I grabbed my journal and followed Gibbs to the elevator. As the doors closed I felt myself start to sway, until I stumbled forward, getting caught by Gibbs. “Woah, you okay?” He questioned as I just mumbled a soft response, my eyes felt heavy as I nuzzled my face into his chest. I heard him sigh before placing an arm behind my legs, picking me up bridal style. I was too tired to care, nuzzling into his neck as the world slowly faded to darkness. When I woke up I was being covered with a blanket that smelled like coffee, bourbon, and sawdust.
I looked over noticing Gibbs pulling the blanket over my shoulders. “Boss?” I whispered, attempting to sit up only for him to push me back down. “Sleep.” He ordered as I shook my head. “But I-” He quickly kissed me, my face growing hot and red. He pulled away with a soft smile. “Sleep.” I was in shock but couldn’t help but lay down and relax. Our boss was truly the best.
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I love when Gibbs makes the "goddamn it they did something I would've done" face
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GOSH DARNIT I LOVE THIS MAN 🥹
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it’s always the jock, the nerd and their dad
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Death of Me
It was official. You were going to murder your husband. How many times had you told him to be careful. To not put himself in harms way anymore than absolutely necessary. He’d always tell you not to worry while giving you that damn smile that had you believing every word he said. And now you were rushing to the hospital for the second time in the month because of a phone call letting you know that Jethro had been hurt.
Tim met you in the hospital lobby, bypassing the check in and you both entered the elevators.
“How bad is it Tim?”
“Well he’s recovered from worse but you’ll definitely need to keep him from overdoing it for a few days.”
You gave him a look before speaking. “Yeah. And I’ll teach him to speak Mandarin while I’m at it.”
Tim led you out of the elevators and down the hall to his room but stopped you before you headed in.
“Just a heads up. Since he came out of surgery, he’s been a little out of it. I think the Morphine is really kicking his ass.”
“Hm. Well better that than me. Thanks Tim.”
You gave him a grateful hug and walked into the dim hospital room. As soon as your eyes fell on him, all anger dissipated. He was asleep, shirtless and left shoulder bandaged up. His face was relaxed and breaths steady, letting you know he was genuinely getting some good rest.
Not wanting to wake him up, you quietly brought a chair over and settled in it before gently taking his hand in yours. Of course even a morphine induced nap couldn’t keep him from his hypersensitive senses as he stirred, eyes fluttered open. He looked around the room before his sapphire blue eyes fell on you and stared a second before chucking to himself.
“What’s so funny?” you asked, amused.
“My wife is gonna kill me.”
He might not have recognized you in his state of delirium but at least he knew he had a wife. You decided to play along, not seeing the hurt.
“Oh yeah? Because you’re in the hospital for the 2nd time this month due to your over brazen behavior?” you tried hinting, wondering if it would bring back some lucidity.
“Nope. Because you’re holding my hand. And she haaates when other women touch me.”
Now it was your turn to chuckle. “Well she probably just loves you too much to share you with anyone else.”
He nodded and let go of your hand, placing it on his chest while taking a deep breath.
“Yeah. She loves me. Even when I don’t deserve it..She’s great..I wish she was here..”
Your heart broke at his melancholy words, not wanting him to think you wouldn’t show up to visit and couldn’t help but reach out to touch his arm.
“Jethro. I’m your wife.”
“Right. And I’m the king of Shri Lanka,” he joked.
There wasn’t much you could do if he wasn’t coherent enough so you settled for just sitting there next to him. After a couple of minutes he fell back asleep and you took the opportunity to take his hand in yours again.
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“Y/N?” someone spoke, waking you out of your nap. You picked your head up from the side of Jethro’s bed and saw him looking at you in slight confusion.
“Hey Gunny,” you greeted lovingly, sitting up and grimacing at the stiffness.
“Have you been here the whole time? What time is it?”
“It’s around 6pm. You’ve been asleep since about this afternoon. Surgery went really well, I’m sure you’ll be up and chasing more bad guys again in the next couple weeks.”
You got up to pour him a cup of water as he went to try and lift his bad arm, wincing immediately, making you roll your eyes at his stubbornness.
“I don’t care if I have to lock you in your basement for the next week Jethro but you’re going to let your shoulder heal properly,” you threatened, handing him the water.
“A week isn’t necessary-
You shut him down with a look that rivaled his own and he sighed in defeat.
“Oh by the way, do you remember talking with me earlier?” you asked curiously.
“No. What did I say?”
You laughed at the apprehension in his voice and took his empty cup to set it on the table.
“Well you had no idea who I was. And chastised me for touching you, saying your wife wouldn’t be happy about it.”
“Mm. I’d say that gets me a point in the honorable husband category,” he stated proudly.
You laughed and nodded. “You’re absolutely right. How about I make my famous Chicken Parm for us tonight?”
“I’ve got nothing else to do,” he responded with a small smile.
“Damn right you don’t.”
You gave him a well waited kiss and thanked the universe for the moment. You don’t know what you would do without him and you hope to never find out.
#gibbs x reader#leroy jethro gibbs#ncis#ncis fanfiction#agent gibbs#mark harmon#ncis request#jethro gibbs x reader#ncis imagine#jethro gibbs fanfiction
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#michael weatherly#anthony dinozzo#tony dinozzo#ziva david#mark harmon#agent gibbs#ncis#mcgee#timothy mcgee#cote de pablo#sean murray
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Craziest thing about NCIS that I always think about is these people never wear bulletproof vest 😭 literally could be getting shot at and you never see them with a vest on unless they are in a war zone or smth 💀
#ncis series#agent gibbs#tony dinozzo#ziva david#abby sciuto#ncis#tim mcgee#ducky mallard#ncis fandom#alissa3000
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I need to be absolutely RAILED by Gibbs and Hotch. Someone please give me a fic.
On my knees begging 🙏
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