my favorite ship of all time, and the only one I fully support, is Leroy Jethro Gibbs and Tobias Fornell.

Gibbs’s relationship with Tobias is the most stable relationship he will ever have.

Obviously, they met when Fornell dated Diane and although it’s not very clearly how/when they became friends, most people don’t get along with their ex-spouse’s partner. But they did. I mean, Emily calls bossman “Uncle Gibbs” - pretty sure sometimes she could’ve called him “dad” just to mess with them.

They both know they can count on one another, no more when, how, what, why. Gibbs will always be there for Fornell and viseversa.

Protecting Emily when she was a kid, the bombing, Diane’s death, Tobias’s recovery, and Emily’s issues with drugs… they are always there for the other. In my head, except for Franks, I’m sure that Tobias knew about Shannon and Kelly all along. I won’t change my mind about that.

I don’t think I ship them romantically - although let’s be honest, they look like an old married couple most of the time: that scene from the gif, when Tobias cooks… Gibbs looks like a starving husband coming home for a very long day at work, who’s so thankfully his partner prepared a homemade meal - but no one will ever be as loyal, present, and supportive as they are for each other.

Warnings: smut, blowjob, facefucking (kinda)

Tags: @hotch-meeeeeuppppp @madamsnape921 @specialagentastra

Gunny

Knowing the man, it wasn’t a surprise that Gibbs asked you to move in with him in a surprising way.

You were talking about the need to get rid of many old things during dinner. You had way too many things for a very small apartment, you had to make some choices.

“Am I one of those old things you want to get rid of?” He joked, although it was a concern of his that he would never admit - out loud, at least.

“Nah, you’re my favorite one.” You smirked at him, taking a bite of the steak he cooked in his very special way.

“Then maybe you should keep me close to you. Like, everyday.”

You took a look at your boyfriend while he was clearly avoiding your gaze. You smiled and extended your legs under the table so they were tangling with his. “Are you asking me to move in with you?”

It wasn’t particularly clear, you had to ask. “Ya. I mean—if you want to,”

“Of course! I’ve been waiting for months. I was starting to think you’d never ask.”

You stood up from your chair, and grabbed his chin to kiss him deeply. He made you sit on his lap and after, dinner was long forgotten.

That’s how you found yourself in Gibbs’s old guest room. You work from home a lot and he agreed to turn it into an office for you - he doesn’t want Kelly’s room to be touch and change and you understand that. As he was at work, you looked around and did three different piles. One of things to get rid of, one maybe - you need his approval first - and the last one is to keep.

When you found his Marine uniform, you struggled. Obviously, that was something he would keep, but you didn’t want to stay in a closet. You wanted to see it on him. You wanted to see him wearing it.

You were only imagining it and it was turning on a lot already. Boy, did that man do things to you. 

*****

“Why is my uniform hanging our room?” Gibbs asked. After coming home from work, he went to take a shower while you were finishing cooking dinner. He stopped by the bedroom to get some clean clothes and saw his Marine uniform hanging on the wardrobe’s door.

He hasn’t seen it in a while. He stayed in front of it for a moment, it represented a lot of memories. Another time, another life.

“I found it in the guest room and realized that—I’d love to see you in it.” You tiptoed to reach his lips.

Gibbs laughed softly, returned your kiss while he dipped his finger into your sauce to taste it. You slapped his hand but it was too late anyway. “Patience! I’m almost done.” You told him. “So?” You looked at him with puppy eyes.

“I’m not going to wear my uniform, just to wear it.” He said, as he started to set up the table.

“Why not?” You exclaimed. “I’d really—really love to see it.”

Gibbs started to understand it wasn’t just to see him in it. He looked at you and saw the desire in your eyes. Obviously, he wondered what would happen if he put it on. But that would happen on his terms. When he wants to.

You bugged him the entire evening but he turned you down every time. As you went to bed, you realized that the uniform was gone.

*****

For weeks, you forgot about the uniform. You tried to make him wear it, it didn’t work, so you moved on. Work helped with that. You had a lot to do at the office and when you were home, you still had things to do. You were exhausted, mostly mentally.

It was Saturday but you told your boyfriend you needed to work from home. Gibbs didn’t mind, he stayed in his basement most of the day, just checking on you from time to time.

You were focusing on your screen when you felt his strong hands gently massaging your shoulders. You closed your eyes for a moment and hummed in appreciation. It felt good, your back and shoulders were sore from staying at your desk all day.

“Will you be done soon?” He asked.

“I hope. I keep receiving emails with new things to do.”

You threw your head back until it touched his stomach. He bent over to kiss your forehead and it was only then that you opened your eyes. You saw something on his head. Confused, you sat back up and turned around to take a good look at him.

You gasped at the sight. Gibbs was wearing his Marine uniform. “Are you waiting for a fly to get inside your mouth?” He smirked.

“I thought—you didn’t want to.” You stood up and extended your hands to touch him. He looked absolutely handsome. Sexy.

“I did. I just wanted to decide when,” he grabbed your hands to kiss your knuckles. “Are you disappointed?”

“Are you kidding? You’re hot as hell, Gunny!” You took a step forward to him, pressing your chest against his. “If I wasn’t holding myself back, I’d be all over you right now.” You whispered.

He didn’t want you to hold yourself back. He ducked his head and you felt his lips on yours. Gibbs kissed you deeply, one of his hands holding your cheek and the other in the small of your back.

You moaned in his mouth when your tongues met with each other. You softly touched his uniform, and the medals, almost afraid to ruin it.

When you stopped kissing, you looked at him again, from head to toes. Everything was perfect. His hair perfectly combed under the hat, how the tissue fit his body, and how the pants was tailored. You could see the bulge on his crotch. You licked your lips with a smirk, and palmed him.

Gibbs softly hummed, his eyes locked into yours. After a few strokes, you opened his fly, and struggled a bit to reach inside his briefs. But when you did, you freed his cock and kept stroking him. He was getting hard in your hand.

You pecked his lips quickly but kneeling in front of him. “Sweetheart—“ he whispered.

You planted some wet kisses on his cock, before licking the head. He heard him moan, and kept going.

You teased him for a moment and took him in your mouth, but not all the way. You sucked half of his cock while your hand took care of the rest.

One of his hands got into your hair, holding it into a ponytail. You could feel that Gibbs needed more, so you took him entirely in your mouth. His cock hit the back of your throat, and you gagged a bit. Usually, your nose would be buried in his pubic hair but you felt the tissue of his uniform this time. And you loved it.

Gibbs guided you, practically fucking your mouth. Your eyes were watering, and you didn’t control the amount of saliva coming out.

You could feel how wet you were. You didn’t know if it was because of the blowjob you were giving him, the noises and words coming out of his mouth or the uniform. Probably all of it.

“Fuck, Y/N. You’re such a good cocksucker,” he growled.

He was close to cum, you could feel it. But selfishly, you didn’t want him to finish yet. You needed more. So, you tapped his legs, letting him know to let go of you. He whined a little when you lost all physical contact.

You stood up and buried your tongue in his mouth, allowing him to test himself. The kiss was sloppy and needy, you needed him on the spot.

You asked to sit on your desk chair, and stared as he did. “Fuck, Jethro. I should have asked you to wear it a long time ago.”

“If I knew it would get you this excited, I’d have done it before.”

As you took of your top, his hands grabbed your ass and he squeezed your cheeks. Gibbs buried his face in your chest, kissing, licking and biting your hot skin. “I wanna ride you like this.” You said.

“Please, do.”

He watched you taking off the rest of your clothes. You playfully threw your soaked panties to his face and he buried his nose in it, deeply inhaling. “I could recognize your smell between thousands of others.”

You straddled his lap, and Gibbs immediately felt your wetness on his cock. He gently rubbed your clit while kissing you for a moment. “I need you inside me.” You whispered and he wasn’t going to make you beg.

He aligned himself with your entrance and entered your wet cunt in one slow thrust. You both moaned in unison as he bottomed out. You stayed still for a few seconds, just feeling how he filled you so perfectly, before starting to ride him.

You had your arms wrapped around his neck, his face was buried in yours. His hands were on your hips, guiding your moves. “You feel so good in me, Gunny.” You moaned, your face pressed against his.

“Fuck, never thought I’d be turned on by that name.”

“You were made for my cock, baby,” He growled again, spanking your ass cheek. “So wet, so tight.” The sound you made was amazing to Gibbs’s ears, he did it a few more times.

You quickened the pace, feeling you were getting close. At this moment, the house was only filled by the noises of thighs slamming against his and the ones you were both making.

When one of his hands went to rub your clit, you held the other. You kissed him and moved your hips up and down. “Baby, I’m—“ he breathed out. You didn’t give him time to finish, crashing your lips on his again and rode him as fast as you could.

You felt your orgasm exploding. You squeezed your thighs against his, and he got his hand free from yours in order to grab your hips. You cried each other’s name as you came together. His load shot deep inside you while you creamed on his cock - and his uniform.

You stayed on top of him, both catching your breaths.

“You’ll pay for the dry cleaner.” He chuckled.

NCIS fans,

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I ship you with… Jimmy Palmer!

- he’d be amazed by your professional path and will support you. He’d help you study, make sure you get some self care time. He’d cook for you, drew baths, massages…

- as a talkative himself, you two would get along very well. It’s nice to have someone who doesn’t give him sass cause he likes to express himself

- you’d help with his awkwardness around people. Especially with Gibbs

- the first time someone gives you attitude in his presence, he’d try to protect you and fail cause you don’t need him to

- you’re actually the one to protect him if needed

You asked for angst and I deliver. I'm so sorry though, this is sad af ❤️

Based on the end of season 13

Warnings: mention of deaths, meltdown, friends fight, angst with no happy ending

TAGS: @hotch-meeeeeuppppp @madamsnape921

The last straw

When Ziva David decided to leave NCIS, not only Tony took it hard but so did you. You just kept it under wrap, the team didn't need you to have a total meltdown over her departure.

The truth is, the first year with Ziva taking Kate's place was tough. You gave her a very hard time, even though she had nothing to do with your best friend's death. But Kate's murder hurt you more than you could've ever imagined. Not that you ever imagined her dying.

At some point, Gibbs had to confess to you that Ziva actually killed her own brother, Ari. After that, your relationship with her changed for the best and you became friends. Very close friends.

When the news about Ziva's death came, you went through a complete denial. Mostly because it was the best thing to do for Tony. You always knew about their 'relationship', you were actually the only one to know about Tali.

That was something Tony didn't take well. "How could you, Y/N? You spent those past two years lying to my face, every single fucking day."

You tried to hold back your tears as best as you could. Tony had every right to be this mad at you. He just lost the woman he loves and learnt that they had a child together. Child that survived the fire.

Tony was now a single dad.

"I'm so sorry, Tony. Ziva made me promise. I couldn't--"

"Couldn't what? Tell me that the woman I love gave birth to my child? That's selfish. She made a selfish choice and you went on with it. I can't--even look at you, right now." He looked at you with such pain on his face, it broke your heart into thousand pieces.

He walked away, leaving you there, in the middle of the corridor.

You stayed there for a moment, trying to get yourself back together. Again, one of your friends had died and another was so mad at you, you didn't know if he would ever forgive you.

"Please, don't cry," You heard from behind.

Gibbs.

You didn't turn around. You couldn't face him right now.

You knew that Ziva's death hit him hard too but he was trying to keep faces for the team's sake. He was the boss, that's his job. He lost another daughter and if he went there, he might lose it too.

"If you don't hug me right now, I think I might fall apart." You simply said, still turning your back at him.

He didn't need more. He needed that hug too.

He gently grabbed your hand to make you spin and wrapped his arms around your neck. He hugged you tight. Your face buried itself in his neck while his cheek was resting on the top of your head. "It's gonna be okay," he whispered. "Tony will forgive you."

"What if he doesn't?" Your tears were finally rolling down your cheeks, but you were really fighting your meltdown. "I can't lose another friend."

"You won't." Gibbs kissed your hair. "I won't let that happen. I promise."

"I'm so done with promises, Gibbs." You sobbed, trying to keep a steady breathing. "I think I've reached my limit."

He pulled away just enough to look into your eyes. "What does that mean?"

"I love the job. I love NCIS-- but I'm done with the loss. Kate, Ned, Pacci, now Ziva." You were fully crying now, it was pouring, you couldn't stop. "Last year, you--almost--" you choke on your words.

When Gibbs got shot by Luke and almost died, you completely lost it. It felt like your world had stopped spinning. "If one day, that's you-- I will never recover."

Gibbs gently kissed your forehead, not knowing what to say. He wasn't sure if he could say anything that would make you feel better.

"Do what's best for you, Y/N. I won't hold you back."

It broke his heart saying those words. He didn't want you to leave. If there was someone he couldn't lose, that was definitely you.

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