i own a boat.

send Ѡ for accidental nudes.status: accepting.

[He has a whiskey in his hand and he’s watchingan old western when he gets the notification of amessage. He has a bad feeling about this but heclicks the icon and immediately regrets it, his faceflushing as he readjusts himself. Not again. He shuts his phone to gather his bearings and shakes his head.]

Text: For a cybertech, you’re not the most observant.

Send one of these to my muse and they'll react to having it whispered in their ear. It's a mix of fluff, angst, and nsfw.

"I'm going to kill you."

"You're mine, and mine alone."

"No one's gonna harm you."

"Stay away from me."

"Watch your back."

"Kiss me or kill me, the choice is yours."

"I'm going to make you tremble."

"I love you."

"I hate you."

"By the time I'm done with you the whole block is going to know my name."

"What's that? Cat got your tongue?"

"If you don't leave right now I'm going to kick your ass."

"I want you, now."

"I need you."

"You can't touch me."

"Promise me you'll be gentle."

"You don't make the demands here."

"Stop me if you hate me so much."

"I'm going to tear you inside out."

"Say my name."

"Stay with me, please."

"Don't leave."

"You're the best thing I have."

"Please don't hate me."

"You're all I have left."

"Say that you love me, please I need to hear it."

"Just leave I don't need you."

"Hope is a lie."

"I want to have your babies."

send Ѡ for accidental nudes.status: accepting.

[There’s a ding on his phone and he flipsit open. Furrowing his brows, he clicks openthe little mailbox icon and his eyes go wide atwhat he’s introduced with.

Text: I’d double check who you send your personal messages to, Bishop.

   [He reaches forward to take the remote from the    other man’s hand. Eric will freak if it breaks. He    quickly flicks it up and searches for the car himself.]

             Dude, smashing will not make this work.

           [The stupid contraption is pulled away from him (just in time, really) and Gibbs saves face easily. Looking over the male, he takes in his shaggy expression. Hm. California.] 

❛ —look, sir, I swear I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I think the one time I broke the law was when I was twelve and I stole a pack of gum on a dare. ❜

[He’s calmed significantly. She’s telling the truth. For the most part, at least.]