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[imeternallylove]

Better off - Jethro Gibbs

Pairing: Leroy Jethro Gibbs x Reader

genre: angst, purely angst

warning: none

word: approx 680

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20. 19. 18. 17.

You noticed him clenching his jaw. And then he unclenched.

The hands you once wished to hold - to kiss, to feel moving through your hair as you lay beside him watching daytime television, to sense the way they raked up your waist in a movement that was nothing short of pure sin in the dead of night - remained on the steering wheel, the tight grip on the worn out leather causing his knuckles to furiously spill out an assortment of pink and red hues.

Situations like this were usually resolved with intense, angry make-up sex. "Pleasure in its most sinful form," he once said.

The mere concept made you ill to your stomach.

16. 15. 14. 13.

You both made no move to depart. Or converse. Or do anything other than wilt in the godawful silence that filled every nook and cranny of Gibbs' little car.  Your strained breaths, the erratic pants coming out in short gasps, barely audible from the tight scarf wrapped around your neck, were the only sounds that traveled through the environment. 

There was never a single second of silence in all your years together. When things were good, every hour with him was filled with a variety of melodies - the bang of pots and pans as you both tried your hardest to cook a meal (without turning the kitchen into a messy food court or the center of foodplay), the sounds of his deep, brazen laughter as he teased you over and over. His heavy breathing in the early hours of the night, as his lips hovered above your small form, vowing to kiss every inch of your precious little flesh, was perhaps the most typical sound. 

Even in the gloomy months that followed, stillness was never permanent. In fact, you craved it. Anything to silence the sound of plates crashing against the wall. The days of cooking had long passed.

12. 11. 10. 9.

You were afraid you'd bleed all over his automobile if your nails dug any deeper into your palms. Giving him yet another cause to despise you. Instead, you fiddled with your scarf.

Your choice of clothing was a technique of coping with the bitter cold that has gripped in town all week. Heavy storms combined with loud, irritating lightning strikes made you startle in fright as you lay lethargic and limp at night. The feel of his soft skin around your weak body was replaced with a steaming cup of coffee set on your shared bedside table and one too many blankets of his bourbon’s scented. You'd ultimately drift off.

Nothing, however, could wash away the fierce lashes of rain that gathered around both corners of your puffy eyes as you wailed into the darkness, a tsunami roaring within you as you wondered how, why and when it all went so damn wrong.

Pathetic fallacy, your ass.

8. 7. 6. 5.

Too long. You'd been in the car for much too long. You should have left the moment he pulled into the driveway. But nothing was ever easy with Gibbs by your side.

4. 3. 2.

You eventually proceeded to unfasten your seatbelt after what seemed like hours. The abrupt click of the buckle led him to look your way for a split second, fingers pressing deeper into the leather wheel before returning his sight to the window.

You noticed the single tear that flowed painfully across his face before he moved.

"This is me. The remaining items will be picked up by the delivery van the following day. Don't bother paying him; I already have."

And with that, you left.

1.

Almost. You almost left.

Even you were surprised by the rough hands that drew you back into the car the moment you opened the door.

“I’m sorry.” His face so red. “- God, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay Jethro. You said it yourself, remember?”

“W-What are you talk-”

Shaking your head. “Don’t you remember?” Letting his hand go.

“Remember of what?”

“You said it.” You laughed dryly. “I’m better off without you, right?”

[cak3art]

Welcome back babes

This idea was sparked after replaying death center and listening to Ellis talking about Jimmy Gibbs jr. and his stock car

Long story short, take Ellis as a Motorsports driver

[churuiskoi]

Age Gap Relationship with Gibbs Headcanons

Let me start here - I know for a fact that he would get over it eventually.

However, I do think there will be some moments where he shows his vulnerability and his insecurity throughout the early stages of the relationship - especially if you are not on his team or remotely aware of what NCIS does on a day to day basis.

He's lost a lot of people in his life, he's got experience, and he doesn't usually let a lot of people in.

So when he started taking interest in somebody like you, young, full of energy, and is not related to any of his work, he would get scared.

Trust me, he'd be so interested in what you have to offer. Your hobbies, your interest, your job and what it entails. Anything you have to say, he will listen and take interest in.

However, I feel like he would have a thought in the back of his head, "what if y/n finds somebody better?" (little does he know, he's the best person for you.)

He'd never really vocalize it until one day, you find him a bit more melancholy than usual.

He had just had a tiring day at work, and McGee might have mentioned that a lot of relationships with big age gaps are harder to navigate. Of course, unaware of his boss's relationship status.

On the drive back to his place, he'd just been replaying what McGee said in the bullpen, over and over again.

So when you greet him at the door with his hoodie over you, smiling, all he can do is return a weak smile back.

You ask him what's wrong, and all he would say is it's really nothing, but eventually you'd actually sit him down and start questioning - he'd start slowly.

"I don't know, y/n. You have so much more potential, I know that," he'd start. Going on and on about how what if, just what if you find someone in your age range, so much more interesting (and with less probability to get into serious accidents at work) All you do is stare back.

Jesus, you need him to just stop talking, so you just crash your lips into his. The kiss slowly turns passionate, and when you separate reluctantly for air, you say to him, "Is this enough?"

He'd just laugh and nod, and you guys go to bed cuddling. He'd start opening up a little bit more about his feelings.

"You know, you are pretty good at questioning. You interested in joining my team?" Gibbs would jokingly ask.

Slowly falling asleep, you would reply, "I don't think I can work while I have a man I love around."

The last part would drive Gibbs absolutely nuts.

Let's just say he wouldn't get any sleep that night.

[television-overload]

Random NCIS/X-Files headcanons that only 2 people besides myself would possibly care about:

Ducky Mallard definitely knows Dana Scully from her time at Quantico. He lectured in at least one of her classes, and thought she was a bright student. He vaguely follows her career once she becomes an agent, and has been consulted via phone call on occasion for some of her strange cases. Sometimes he relays stories about one of the X-Files cases to his NCIS colleagues, and everyone assumes he's exaggerating some details. They see each other about once a year when the medical examiners from all federal agencies get together for a conference.

Abby Sciuto knows Fox Mulder from online chat rooms (which she got into through her ex-boyfriend, Richard "Ringo" Langly, who she met at a rock concert). She takes a special interest in any of Mulder's work dealing with the occult. Sometimes Mulder joins Abby for bowling with her church bowling team (which is coincidentally from Scully's church. He likes to gossip with the nuns about his lovely partner and gets all embarrassed when they take an eager interest in his love life.)

In college, Timothy McGee was a subscriber of the Lone Gunmen and sent in several articles to be published in their magazine. His expertise in hacking puts him on their radar as an up and coming hacker prodigy, and they exchange the occasional correspondence. McGee plays online video games with them once a week.

Tobias Fornell refers to Mulder and Scully as "those weirdos that worked in the basement" and claims that none of Gibbs' cases would ever come close to the crazy stuff he heard come out of that office. He does say Gibbs would have liked Scully. Redhead.

[rose-edith]

I can’t wait until it’s warm out so I can get back into my lovely dresses.

Imagine Gibbs seeing you in a pretty summer dress for the first time, he’s momentarily mesmerised by the sight of you, and the way the gentle breeze flutters the hem of the frock and the way the sun frames you gloriously.

Then imagine him having to clear his throat before he can speak. Those beautiful blue eyes don’t leave you. He takes the picnic basket right out of your arms and carries it for you, letting his fingers tenderly entwine with yours.

(Basically it’s f**king freezing right now and I long for warmer days.)

[justafairytailofinnocence]

Hello!! I don't know if your still writing or taking requests or anything but I was wandering if you could, do a headcanon on how the potc characters would react if reader was like really cold please? But if you are not taking any requests all good!! I love your work!💗

Xx

Hello dear💖, thanks for your request.

How they react to you being cold🥶

Jack sparrow

It was winter, the pearl had travelled into the arctic sea. Snow droplets melted as they touched the sea's water.

You were swabbing the deck, it was so cold, and you had but only a single layer of coating on you.

Freezing, all you felt was the cold. You wanted to burn the cargo using the wood and clothes off the other sailors.

Jack was at the helm; his beard and hair were frozen into icesickles of hair.

Master gibbs had trailed the stairs to ask Jack. "Captain, we've prepared to set course".

Jack confirmed with Master Gibbs "Aye, master Gibbs".

Suddenly master Gibbs set his eyes on you, you held your coat around you.

"Jack, tha' swab o'er there, don'tcha thin tha lass/lad/y/n be freezin" Gibbs questioned.

Jack looks down to you, in the distance Gibbs said "poor lass/lad/y/n".

Jack walked off the helm while smiling at master Gibbs "keep an eye on er for me master Gibbs".

Jack strutted down the stairs and walked by you.

"Y'know, standin' round ere ain't really a good idea love" Jack pointed out.

"Not that I judge, but, I don't think being an icicle was apart of our little plan, now, was it, savvy" Jack held a playful smirk.

You weren't in the mood to argue as you focused on getting warmer "what do you want captain".

Jack without warning took off his coat and held it out to you.

"Now, you can take it or--I'm sure your well on your way from being an icicle mate" Jack smiled, perking his cattish like eyes.

You grabbed Jack's coat with no thought and held it around you. It was bigger, and the cuffs of the sleeves couldn't even fit around your arm.

It was warmer though, no wonder the captains coat was much better then anything.

"Keep it til it's warmer, we should be heading out of this soon" Jack strutted off to find some rum. He hid the cargo somewhere, where no one can find it due to the suspension the crew may want to burn it for a fire.

You smile to yourself while thanking jack "thank you jack".

Will Turner

You were on the black pearl, sailing to try and rescue Elizabeth from the clutches of Captain Barbossa.

You sitting at the side freezing, Will stood over Jack as he worriedly kept an eye on you.

"Jack, I don't think y/n's well, she looks cold" will pointed out.

"Well, I would say, if it were me" Jack gave a little advice "say something, incredibly flattering, charm the lass/lad/person and drink under the covers".

Will looked at Jack confused and awkwardly Said "I think I'll just offer her a coat actually".

Will walked down the stairs to find you cold. "Your freezing y/n" will immediately take's off his coat and places it around you.

"Come on, let's go inside, we'll need your help later" will smiled.

"Oh I'm sure they certainly will, dear William" Jack interrupted just to be annoying.

Will gave a quick look up to Jack before helping you in the cabin.

Once you were inside, Will placed a few of the hammocks blankets around you.

"Don't worry y/n, you'll warm up soon" will smiled.

You leaned into Will's shoulder as he tensed up, not many women had done this before.

Will hugged you back as on the outside jack whispered to master gibbs as he walked past.

"So, I have one curious question on my mind, do you think the lass/lad/person will fancy our dear William or perhaps he'll fancy Elizabeth".

"Are ye asking fer a bet jack" Gibbs questioned.

Elizabeth swann

You were sailing into the end of the world, a place with uncharted waters.

Everyone was freezing, turning into icicles but they weren't as bad as you.

You shook so much, you were worried you might fall into pieces.

"I'm quite worried about y/n, I don't think they have anything warm on" Elizabeth whispered to will.

Will turned to face y/n "I feel sorry for her".

Elizabeth walked toward you, she offered her own coat to you.

"Here, I don't want you to catch a cold" she smiled with a sympathetic expression.

You shivered as you took her coat.

"Once we find Jack, he'll know how to get us out of this" she looked down--she felt guilty knowing she killed off jack sparrow.

You nodded; jack sparrow was gone and now you set a course toward the end of the world. Sailing with Captain Barbossa, wasn't the same as sailing with jack but at least he was a smart captain.

Elizabeth looked out over the horizon, at least she had you, will and the captain.

You felt like punching jack for just leaving you in this state, you were like a family--only he chose to go down with his ship.

"I miss jack" you admitted.

Elizabeth played along, she expressed a lie to try and hide the guilt "I, I know Jack's out there, he's a captain, he'll know his way out".

You smiled, her reassurance was comforting. You hug her thinking she felt the same.

She hugged back however she looked disappointed in herself for lying to the whole crew including Will.

Henry turner

You stood at the front of the forecastle; the bowsprit stood out in the front of you.

Henry stood at the front of the main deck, you held a single piece of fabric around your shoulders.

It was the witching hour of the night, the stars shined above you. The foremast stood over you as the topgallant, top and forecourse sail blew with a strong gust yet the briny deep was calm.

Henry climbed the steps to look out for you; Carina and Jack were navigating the helm.

He noticed at first sight, as he reached the top of the final step. You were shivering.

The gust of wind blew at a normal speed to carry the ship to safe waters.

"Y/n, your cold" Henry called out.

Henry wanted to tell Jack, it might've been best to bring you below deck like the orlop.

At least then you would've been warm.

"Nay, I'm fine, don't fret over me, Henry" you reassured him.

However, Henry brought you an extra blanket from the quarters of the crew. It might not have been much--perhaps not the fanciest of silken sheets but, it helped in a way.

You curled with the blanket over you, perhaps this was stolen before Jack had the ship.

Henry and you stood at the forecastle as Carina back at the quarter deck watched with an envious eye.

"So, think Henry boy catch er/im/em' fancy" Jack teased.

Carina snapped "I don't know, even if I did know should it really be my business".

Carina Smyth

Carina and Barbossa were at the helm, she knew the map toward the trident.

The map showed inside the diary of Galileo, the Ruby inside had enlighten a path within the pages.

Barbossa hadn't told anyone who he truly was to Carina and...probably for the best.

You were tied up along with Henry and Jack at the Main mast.

Your teeth was chattering, Chittering; your whole body was shaking.

Carina was busy steering the ship; she glances up to see if your alright.

Carina requests the captain "Captain, I wish to speak with y/n, at least untie her/him/them".

"An' why do ye need tha' em" Barbossa asked.

"You can keep Jack and Henry tied, it's just y/n I need, she/he/they has the other coordinates to the map" Carina pleaded.

Barbossa rolled his eyes and asked merlot and Murry to untie you.

Jack pleaded "oi, what about me, I'm practically the captain of the pear--mmmf" Jack had a piece of rag shoved in his mouth by Jack the monkey.

Barbossa demanded "yer' ta navigate".

You ran to Carina's arms, you were freezing like a snowflake.

Carina grabbed your hands to try and calm you.

"I need you to be brave for me y/n, once we find the trident, we'll soon seek land and you'll be safe" Carina promised.

Merlot and Mullroy were both guarding their post when Carina ordered.

"She's/he's/their freezing can't I have a coat" she asked.

"Orders of the captain" merlot spoke.

"I just need a coat, I'll return it afterwards" Carina reasoned.

Merlock gave Carina his coat, seeing as he thought it would be best not to argue.

Carina came toward you and wrapped the coat around your body. She tucked it around your shoulders.

"Try and keep warm, God knows how long we have until we reach the trident" she whispers.

Hector Barbossa

Hector was standing at the helm, holding up a gold Spanish coin, twirling it in between his fingers.

You were up at the forecastle, overlooking the bowsprit. Hector caught the gold coin in between his fingers, it was aligned with your body as he noticed you shivering.

Barbossa knew it was a gusty wind out at sea. It was part of being a pirate, putting up with extreme weather conditions.

He debated for a moment; dare he show a soft side or, dare he remain heavy hearted and let you put up with it.

Barbossa growled to himself "argh".

He placed the Spanish doubloon in his pocket before heading toward the forecastle.

He stomped up the steps, looking rather annoyed. "Ain't-che cold missy/laddie/y/n, why in tha blazes arrr' ye not below deck".

"Whaddya' tryna ta do, freeze ta death" his frustrated tone overtook his gruff voice.

You were shivering, you didn't have time to argue with the captain. You didn't think it was a bother, after all barbossa was busy.

"Ye addle girly/sailor/person, here, take it n' don't-che start takin' it off til' I say, ye understand?" Barbossa took off his black, blue-ish coat and forcefully wrapped it around you. (Addle: a pirate term for foolish/stupid).

"Why, t-thank you, captain" you grabbed the coat gently. It was much more oversized than your arm length.

He climbed down below to mend the helm at the quarter-deck, his blouse was blowing in the wind.

"Stow yerself below tha berth n' get warm" he didn't say more than that. (Birth: the sleeping quarters of the crew).

You wrapped the captain's coat around yourself and smiled.

James norrington

James had been standing outside the main yard near Beckett's office.

The naval guards and soldiers were all in line awaiting their next venture to track down Sparrow.

In the distance, he spotted a woman wearing a gown with full length-skirtings and frills at the end./ a man wearing a coat with his hair tied back and buckled shoes/ a person wearing breeches and an oversized coating with flat buckled shoes.

You held but a single blanket of hand-crafted wool drape over your shoulder.

James quickly rushed toward you to get you away from Beckett's men. He feared Mr Mercer may have you killed for accompanying Elizabeth who was associated with Sparrow.

"Y/n, I cannot protect you all the time if you keep following me" James protested.

You shake your head "belay that James, why in heavens are you venturing out to have youself killed".

"You know Lord Beckett holds no mercy for mere men like yourself" you argued.

"Do you honestly think he'll feel show the same for you" James snapped in a whisper.

"Don't ever speak of Sparrow out loud less you wish to have a short drop and sudden stop" he firmly spoke.

"Listen to me, leave Port Royal, don't stay here and buy yourself a home in London" James grabbed your arm and tried to get you out of the fort.

"I don't deny, my actions were not redeemable, but, I wish for the safety of you and Elizabeth" he spoke.

You were shaking, it seemed the wind had picked up that day.

"Oh blazes your freezing up" he took off his formal coat and wrapped it around you.

"Listen, there's merchants ship near the port, dock it as soon as your there and sail far away from here" he spoke with a final farewell.

"Don't bid me those words as your final farewell and come, come with me" you pleaded.

"I'm afraid I can't, you'll be safe, now, go" he ordered as you started to pick up the pace.

James watched as you left, the further you went the more he started to feel guilty. He betrayed the two most former people he cared for.

Cutler Beckett

You were outside of Beckett's manor, you stood at the front balcony shivering. Your full-length gown coated in a pattern with full skirtings was lightly breezing in the wind. Your hair was up in a pouffe with a coiled curl just touching your shoulder./ your noble robe with a full-length coating lightly breezed in the wind. Your hair was in a wig or draped down in coils touching the back of your shoulder blade./ you wore a lengthy coat with frills coming out the end, your hair was in a style you wanted at the time.

Beckett had his black bicorne hat placed on the nightstand and his Caine leaned against the fine smooth wall. Cutler's noble, full black coat was draped over the fine, crafted mahogany chair.

He laid down in the fit-sheeted silk, blankets.

"If you're still planning to freeze to death, I suggest you come to bed with your betrothed" Beckett calmly spoke.

"No, it's all well, I am merely admiring the view" you replied.

"Admiring the cold air my dear is fairly foolish" Beckett sarcastically spoke.

"Admiring your obsession to bestow Sparrow at the gallows is fairly foolish my husband" you replied to his insult.

Lord Beckett drank his tea in silence, his wig was placed delicately at the side of the bed side table.

"Touche, yet, your reasonings are still meaningless if you're still standing out in the cold" Beckett calmly placed the teacup to his lips. "Therefore proving my point".

You turn around to your calm, cold husband; sitting on the edge of the bed drinking tea.

"Have you ever shown mercy Cutler" you asked.

"Once upon a time ago" he calmly smiled.

You could feel his beady, cold eyes staring directly at you. He was teasing you, mocking you to prove his point.

Davy Jones

You were human, you weren't able to travel on the flying Dutchman due to his curse.

Davy would surface every couple of years and until then you waited.

One day when he did resurface, you got the chance to be on the Dutchman.

You were cold, on that day, it was windy.

You stood at the railing of the main deck, you were shivering with a wrapped, mouldy, barnacle blanket around you.

Bootstrap Bill would've offered more but the captain would've done worse if he interfered.

Davy was playing his organ when he heard a knock at the door.

"Haw dae ya ditsarb Mae-uh" he shouts.

Davy opened the door to see you, shivering cold as an icicle.

He growls "wha' be yar pleas-ah".

"Captain, would ye be kind and allow me ta seek quarter in your cabin" you asked, desperate for warmth.

Davy allowed you on this ship, after all, you were freed after he made a deal with Calypso.

Davy snorted through his one tentacle which popped and allowed you inside.

You went near the warmest spot you could find and sat there. You felt like an old lady/man/person, sitting for warmth.

The cabin was dripping wet, all the furniture was covered in barnacles and coral; chairs, the table and even the organ.

Davy trailed near the organ, he didn't want to explain the reason he plays a certain song.

You asked "you play captain, c-can I hear it".

Davy's tentacles twirled, he decided to play for you, as you were the only human he could stand.

He sat down "ah, ain't bah gahd".

He placed his tentacles down and started to play, he used his hand for some notes as well.

It was soulful to your ears, it wasn't like anything you've seen on land.

You walk up behind him and place your hands around his chest, hugging him from behind as he played.

Tia Dalmer

One night, in the swamps of the jungle. You and Tia hid away in a small shack.

The shack was covered in moss, insects and illuminating lights that were only dim enough to see the small shelter.

Tia was mending away at her ingredients while you stood with a cotton blanket over your shoulder.

You shivered with a cold breeze touching your arms and face.

Tia spoke without looking up "I know when your freezing child, come, it's warmer inside".

"No, I'm fine, believe me I've been through worse" you reassured her.

Tia got up from her seat; a wooden stool, and walked behind you.

She placed her arms around your chest, persuading you to come inside.

"Dear girl/boy/y/n, I am no fool, your body shakes with coldness and I feel no warmth" Tia lightly ushered you inside.

You lightly back away into the warmth with Tia.

Angelica tech

Angelica had rescued you from her father's cruelty. You were a concubine/ex-sailor/a merperson who was under the protection of the captain.

Angelica unfortunately couldn't save you from being forced along on the adventure.

You were dripping wet from white cap bay. The mermaids had pulled you in thinking you were a sailor lured by their songs.

Angelica saw how cold you were and immediately offered you her coat.

"I promise you, I won't let you drown in the salobre profundo" she firmly spoke. (Translation: briny deep).

Angelica helped you up to get you near a fire.

Jack watched Angelica as she helped her profounded new lover.

"Went well I assume" he smiled.

"NOT, now Jack" Angelica snapped.

"Angelica who's that" you questioned.

"A bastardo from my past," Angelica said no more than that.

In reality, Jack left Angelica at the altar when she took her vows. He stole her innocence, corrupted her and Angelica went her own way. Though there's no denying, Jack had stirring feelings for her.

Angelica sat by the fire where the other crew decided to see if any mermaids were alive.

"Jack corrupted me--I was in love for the first time, i was naieve to believe Jack and I were in love" Angelica explained, sitting next to you.

"But you found me, Angelica I won't corrupt you" you promised.

Angelica smiled "unfortunately, your too late".

"Then, I'll stay with you, I'll take my vows upon the sweet Anne's revenge and be loyal" you protested.

Angelica was astounded you were so determined to be devoted to her. "Aye then, if thats what you promised".

Edward tech

You were a concubine/ex-sailor/merperson captured on board the sweet Anne's revenge.

Angelica had brought you to her father as a prize and wondered what to do with you.

He ordered you to be keelhauled or skinned as you walked the plank.

However, you've proven yourself worthy in his favour.

As you travelled through the jungle, you approached a cliff.

Jack was ordered to jump down however, you felt cold as you got to the top.

"Cold, are you my dear" the captain noticed.

"Best not be letting a wench/sailor/merperson freeze to death then" he tormented.

"Jack, you'll go first" he commanded.

"Hang on, father, the woman/man/y/n should go first, we need Jack" Angelica protested.

"Angelica, our dear y/n is freezing and it seems Jack has volunteered" he grabbed out his sword and ordered Jack to Jump.

Angelica took off her Jacket and went "fine, I'll go".

Before Jack ran and Jumped over the cliff screaming.

"He survived" the captain moved on, he didn't have time to wait around for Jack.

"Did you see that, because I won't be doing that again" he swam to the shore.

You were shocked, you weren't ordered to die, perhaps you were chosen to live. A reason unknown.

Joshamee Gibbs

You were cold, Jack hadn't thought of the windy breeze which brought the pearl faster than its usual speed.

Joshamee Gibbs was shaking cold, he thought about starting a fire inside.

Gibbs was standing by the railing, on the main deck.

He noticed you shivering with a fever.

"Lass/lad/y/n, Aye ye best warm up, we be headin inta' unsturdy waters" Gibbs pointed out.

Master Gibbs handed you a blanket, taken from the birth below.

It wasn't a silken, cotton sheet but instead was a light-threaded wool blanket, stolen from a merch ship.

You took the blanket as Master Gibbs started to tell a story.

"Aye, did I ever tell yer about a story between me and sparrah, headin inta tha most deadliest waters" he smiled.

"It be colder than this, men's lives were almost but, we ended up near tha end of the world" he explained.

He was referring to the tale of when he had to get Jack Sparrow from the dead and they sailed through the artic.

You listened full of interest and sat with Master Gibbs, drinking rum.

Phillip Swift

Phillip was forced to be brought along with Jack Sparrow and Syerna.

He was walking with the crew until he noticed you shivering.

Phillip immediately places his coat over your shoulders without any second thought.

One of the crew mates glared at Phillip as he stared worryingly back.

"Just a bit more further" he whispered. "I promise we'll be there soon".

He picked you up and started to carry you to pick up the pace so you weren't greeted with a whip from the cat-o-ninetails.

"I promise, under gods watchful eye, thee shall not harm you" he smiled.

Syrena

Syrena wasn't warm blooded like most humans, her body was adapted to handle cold waters.

Syrena wasn't aware of human temperature until she came turned into one.

She was dragged along with the crew, you were a prisoner, forced to come and find the fountain.

You were shivering for the most part, Syrena took notice.

She placed her hands to yours and said "you shake, your skin is cold".

Syrena, albeit not exactly greatly, wrapped her coat; from which Phillip gave to her. Placing it around your body.

"Your skin should heat up soon" Syrena smiled.

"Keep moving" a crewmate shoved the two of you to keep walking.

You looked up and defended Syrena "It's not her fault".

Syrena looked up to you as if you were her savouir.

Ragetti and Pintel

Ragetti and Pintel were busy looking through all their loot that the crew had just pillaged.

"You's knows, I wonder how's its feels ta be like them fancy people's" Ragetti asked as he picked up diamonds and doubloons.

"Them fancy peacock's ain't know wha's missin" Pintel smiled at all the gold, doubloons and silver.

They both heard someone coming closer, they both peak toward the darkness.

"Avast you's bilgin lubber, we's saw's it first n' therefore it's mine" Pintel growled.

Ragetti kept his gaze focused on the other side.

A person emerged from the darkness which only turned out to just be y/n.

"Wha's you want, bugger off, we's found it first" Pintel warned.

You were shivering cold, your teeth chattered more then anything.

"I-i think she's/he's/they's cold, perhaps runnin' a fever" Ragetti pointed out.

"Well's we ain't gonna give em, any o' our treasure" Pintel greedily said.

Ragetti approached the young member "oi's, you right? Do ye's need ta warm up".

"We's ave a bunch o' stolen coats from them fancy men tha' could elp ya" Ragetti pointed.

You shook your head, as Ragetti grabbed a coating that its sleeves were big with frills hanging out the end.

You took it and wrapped it around yourself.

"You's best not get any ideas" Pintel replied.

You sat down as the two men stared with little to no words.

They wanted the gold but had the feeling you weren't interested in it.

Ragetti perked up "Aye, reminds me of tha time we's were freezin' cold in tha artic briny deep".

"Aye, is that so" you smiled.

"Yea's, I swears I could ear es' teeth chatterin', we weres tha cold" Ragetti smiled.

"Your's chattering were louder than mine!" Pintel argued back.

You smiled at the two attempting to warm you up.

Bootstrap Bill

You were keeping an eye up above the crows nest, you had resurfaced for the first time in years.

Bootstrap was swabbing the deck until he looked up to see you freezing.

He couldn't speak in front of the crew, he had to be smart and keep his thoughts to himself.

He kept to task, feeling bad for your freezing temperature.

When you came down from the crow's nest, Davy had entered into his captains quarters.

Bootstrap Bill quietly and swiftly came to your side "here, take it, you'll need it to survive".

He gave you his wet coat, you took it and wrapped it around yourself before Bill scurried off with his work.

He had to be careful, he didn't want Davy Jones finding out and punishing him with the cat-o-nines whip.

"Careful, kid, keep your wits about you and you'll live" Bill spoke before swabbing the deck again.

Redd the pirate

Redd was wandering the town of Tortuga, a rum bottle in her hand with her red gown flowing in the wind.

Aye, redd was an astonishing pirate, a lass with strong bones and attitude. Many lads when they see her shout "we want the red head".

Her story was a sad tale, one that involved being sold off.

She was a part of Barbossa's old crew from the wicked wench.

She learnt how to fend for herself and shoot when necessary.

One day, redd came across a lonely lass/lad/person who shivered with chills to the bone.

"Aye, freezin temp ain't it" Redd smirked at the newcomer.

"I'd welcome yer ta Tortuga but this don't seem like tha place fer a person like yourself" she winked.

Redd offered you a coat she took from a local "ere', lad gave it ta me as a well--"kind" offer" to put it bluntly, a sailor who mistook her for a wench.

You accepted the warm coat and wrapped it around yourself.

"Aye, be careful out thar, not many sailors be as kind as me" she smiled.

With that, Redd walked off and bid you farewell.

Anamaria

Anamaria was furious, furious at Jack for stealing her ship.

The jolly mon, Jack had taken it and sunk it.

She couldn't forgive him after that.

Anamria noticed how cold you were while she was up at the helm.

Anamria wanted to help instead, she took off her coat and gave it to you.

"Here this'll keep you warm until we reach the island of isla de Meruta" she offered you her brown coat.

You took the coat and wrapped it around you.

You smiled to yourself "thank you".

"It wasn't much, you need to warm up when out at sea, otherwise frost bite gets the best of ya" she walked back to the helm.

You embrace her jacket with a smile and a grateful feeling.

Armando Salazar:

Armando was manning the helm when he saw you.

You were freezing; feeling proud and polite, he approached you with a genuine feeling.

"You look frozen, hm, I could offer you my coat but, that wouldn't do much heh" he smiled.

"Here, this coat is my pride, my possession" he tried to make small talk.

You took it, you couldn't help but think how kind Captain Salazar was being despite his horrible past.

"Once we are free, once I capture Jack Sparrow, I'll set you free" it was unknown if he was lying or telling the truth.

Armando was unpredictable, he lost his mind after he died along with his crew.

You were trapped on his ship for eternity after joining it.

You hoped once Armando was human, he would take you to see the world.

A place that was far from the curses of the sea.

Arabella smith:

Arabella was amongst the crew of Jack Sparrow.

She, Bill and Jack were all in a crew the barnacles.

Arabella had finished speaking with bootstrap Bill, she approached you with the feeling you were freezing.

"These waters ain't kind toward the likes of us" she sat with you.

"Aye, I know but, hopefully, Jack knows what he's doing" you smile.

"He's a witty lad, I can say he's ta be trusted fer now" she had a hope of confidence in her tone.

You and arabella sat around the fire, she began dating Billy Turner as to which Arabella's mother didn't approve.

She was a tough lass, commanding her ship at times and even being on par with Jack Sparrow.

You joined the crew after you heard of Jack's idea, you were the navigator for the barnacle crew.

You kept an eye out for Arabella ever since she found you in Tortuga when she was a waitress at the faithful bride.

Murtogg and mulroy

You were a noble seeking through the docks of Port Royal when you noticed how cold it was.

The guards stood their ground, they bidded you a greeting.

"Evenin' madam/sir/y/n, fine morning ain't it" mulroy greeted.

"As always a fine morning" murtogg agreed.

"Tha's wha I just said" Mulroy argued.

"I know, I was only complementing it" Murtogg replied.

"It's rather cold, don't you think" you noticed the cool breeze.

"Aye, but nothing better than taking a stroll in Port Royal in a fine morning" mulroy replied.

"Right...I'll be on my way as you were gents" you politely smiled.

"Ang' on', ain't-cha feelin' cold" murtogg noticed.

"No, I'm fine really" you didn't want to get in trouble for disturbing the guards.

"Here love, a complimentary gift from us, serving and protecting the fine town" Mulroy gave out a coat; it was from the royal navy.

"Thank you" you replied.

"No problem's, if you sees anyfin' suspicious, give us a yell" murtogg nodded.

You went off with a navy man's coat, little did they know, you were disguised to help captain Jack Sparrow.

Lieutenant Theodore Groves

Groves was busy preparing for his voyage out on the royal navy with commodore Norrington.

However, just as he was about to dock the ship.

He spotted you, shivering, he observed for a moment before approaching you.

"Sir/madam/excuse me, do you need some help" the navy man asked.

"I'm feeling rather cold" you replied.

"Indeed, here, take this, it may help you along your travels" he offered his coat.

"I thank you--" you replied.

"No problem, as we must serve and protect the town of his majesty" Groves looked proud.

You took the coat and smiled before bidding the fine looking man farewell.

"I bid you fare travels sir groves" you smiled.

"Lieutenant, mam/sir/y/n" he corrected.

Anyways that's all I have for now:

Ta Ta ✨️

[sillyguycenteral]

Gibbs as your father headcanons (plus the team)

Gibbs is the only consistent parent you have in your life

Sure you have Ducky but he isn’t always around and you don’t live with him

And your mother died before you could even remember her 

All of the step moms left eventually sometimes even violently 

Gibbs isn’t perfect but he’s your dad

But once you’re old enough to start really hanging around the team it gets real fun

Abby is the coolest person you’ve ever met

She’s the sun and moon in your mind

She colors with you and makes fun of your dad! 

What more could a kid want in a person?

Kate is a close second to Abby only because you’ve known Abby longer

Kate is the one who grounds you and Abby when your at NCIS

She’s still really fun and colors with you and might even play catch with you if you play your cards right

She won’t do any of that if your dad is around though which sucks and knocks her down to third if your feeling spiteful

Tony has nothing on Abby but him and Kate are usually tied for second in your mind

When Tony joins the team your around 8 ish 

You didn’t warm up to him as fast as you did Abby

That was until he’s heater broke and he needed a place to stay after that the rest was history and he become the honorary brother to Abby's honorary sister

Whenever he has to stay with you and your dad you guys go ham

It’s board games, pizza, every kind of soda you can get your grubby hands on and if there isn’t a case you know you both are going to the movies!

Gibbs acts like he’s annoyed but he’s very glad you’re able to have a somewhat normal childhood

He’ll participate in a round of monopoly only if he can be the banker 

Though this isn’t a frequent event in the Gibbs household it is always a memorable experience

More about your relationship with Gibbs now!

Gibbs is a complex man and even more complex father

He loves you more than life itself there isn’t a doubt in his mind or anyone else's that he wouldn’t die for you

Now how he expresses that is…very much how you would expect him to

He’ll hug you if you’re the one initiating, you would have to be a near sobbing mess for him to really just come up and give you a hug 

It doesn’t mean that he doesn’t want he’s just not a super touchy person

The mans just awkward and your a teenager now and he doesn’t want to embarrass you (in that way)

Speaking of embarrassing you… oh my god this old man is the literal devil

He gets such a kick out seeing you yell at him or even look slightly annoyed at him

He’s such a dad in that way (when he’s not almost crashing the car you know his ass is trying to get that dad tax)

And if you’re easily embarrassed you’ll have to grow out of that quick

Like anytime that you visit him or any of the team members at NCIS and it starts to get late lights out immediately 

 This old man is forcing you to go to bed

Not tired? 

He couldn’t give less of a shit 

Your still his kid and have school tomorrow

Is he going to drive you home? No chance, that’s a waste of gas money kid 

You’re the one who wanted to be here so suck it up, take his jacket and go to sleep

A little off topic but he is such a “it’s that damn phone” kind of dad

Like of course he is

You have cold cause it’s going around at your school

Wouldn’t have it if you weren’t always texting now would you?

What a silly man

I’ll definitely add more later but hope you enjoyed it :) Let me know if there is anything I can do to improve or anything you want to see!!

[queer-and-nd-coded]

aimee only noticing that she was being ableist when isaac points it out. the teacher saying that her art doesn't need to be literal. her oversharing with the lunch guy and the people next to her laughing as she realizes she must've done something "wrong" but still she doesn't seem to know what.

if aimee's arc in this season doesn't include her finding out that she's autistic i'm gonna jump off a cliff.

[yourfaveisafearavatar]

Leroy Jethro Gibbs from NCIS is an Avatar of the Hunt.

[coupleofdays]

Whatever happened to Walter Gibbs?

He was the founder of ENCOM, sidelined when Dillinger rose to power, so I really wonder what happened to him once Dillinger was kicked out and Kevin Flynn took over. As far as I can tell, he isn't mentioned in Tron Legacy or in any related media, which I do think is a shame, especially considering that he's the first character who actually states the central premise of the film: That the "spirits" of those who create computer programs live on inside the computer. He was probably speaking metaphorically, but I wonder how he would react if Flynn had told him of his experiences in the digital world.

Gibbs' actor, Barnard Hughes, had unfortunately died a few years before Legacy, and considering that the character was old and gray-haired even in the 80s film, it's sadly not unlikely that Gibbs would be dead as well by the time that the sequel film is set in. I would like to think that Flynn offered him a high-ranking position in the company, and perhaps that Gibbs declined, being happy to be tinkering with hardware as a part of the laser research division. And even though Flynn apparently kept his own laser "experiments" secret from the rest of the company, even from people like Alan and presumably Lora, I would like to think that he eventually told Gibbs about it, since he might think that Gibbs would understand and appreciate the revelation that computer programs literally contain the spirits of their creators. It's the least Kevin could do for the father of both ENCOM and the digtizing laser, I think. I would also like to believe that his digital counterpart, Dumont, would live on long after Gibbs' passing, and that Flynn told him about the greatness of his User as well.

[anxiousfanchild]

Masterlist

Attack on Titan

Hetalia

Homestuck/Hiveswap

Danganronpa

Harry Potter

The Lost Boys

Fire Emblem

My Little Pony

The Hunger Games

NCIS

Labyrinth 

The Outsiders

Game of Thrones

Slashers

Naruto

[churuiskoi]

Secret Dating with Jethro Gibbs Headcanons

You had a crush on Gibbs for a really long time - it started as soon as you joined the team.

You didn't think he'd return the feeling, ever, but the older man confessed his feelings after you had gotten into a pretty big accident over catching a suspect.

When you and Gibbs starting dating, it was something that was silently agreed that you will keep your relationship statuses a secret - rule no. 12, remember? Especially with knowing that DiNozzo would make fun of you, it was better this way.

Also it's more fun that way, both of you thought.

Gibbs would do anything to make you get flustered.

Anything from mumbling about how you look cute in your outfit today to small touches in a crowded elevator on the way to the office, literally anything.

As you work closely with Abby and Ducky as another forensic scientist on the team, they would honestly see right through you but wouldn't say anything about it.

So whenever you are in the autopsy room or Abby's lab and he lightly puts his hand over your back, all they'd do is smile a little and move on.

DiNozzo and McGee won't catch on but would make sly jokes about how you guys seem a lot closer than before.

Of course Gibbs would slap their heads but wouldn't deny nor back their argument.

One day, though, DiNozzo finds out by walking in on you sitting in Gibbs' basement, with his sweatshirt over you.

"Uh, Y/L/N? What are you... what's happening here?"

He'd be so shocked that he wouldn't know what to do.

The next day, everyone is looking at you and smirking.

DiNozzo would make fun of you even more but he'd get slapped by Gibbs.

"If you have time to make fun of my woman, DiNozzo, get to work," Gibbs said.

Rule no. 12 had been broken and everyone found out, but it somehow made both of you laugh.

THANK YOU SO MUCH for inspiring me to write @passionwillow <3

[benedettabeby]

Tony: Boss! Something happened to Kort

Gibbs: what happened?

Tony: he fell... He's hurt

Gibbs: he fell? How?

Tony: I pushed him

[rose-edith]

Hey Bestie love you xxxx also going to the carnival with Gibbs would include? I can see him winning you a big ass teddy bear 😄

Love you too. To make this seasonal- let’s set it as a Valentine’s date! Hope you like it.

A Valentine’s Date with Gibbs at a carnival would include:

•as much as the date is your idea, our handsome man is happy enough to spend time with you. And he’s low-key a little bit cocky about going to the carnival.

•plus, an evening spending little bits of money and having a lot of fun is very much more representative of the two of you as a couple- a fancy restaurant in best clothes isn’t your style. In comfy plaid shirt and comfy jeans and boots, Jethro is much happier. And so are you, who wouldn’t be happy at the carnival with the silver haired fox? Constantly holding hands? Able to snuggle up together at any moment? All sounded like heaven to you!

•he knows you’ll want to squeeze his hand on the teacups, because as much as you’ll giggle and laugh and be curled into his side, there’s still a part of you that doesn’t like it.

•he chuckles as he finds his way through the hall of mirrors easily, but you swear up a storm when you keep walking into the mirrors! You curse his beautiful blue eyes, and then end up smiling up into them when you finally make your way out of the maze of mirrors.

•to give Gibbs credit, he does buy you whatever food you want- whether it’s loaded fries, candy floss, a hot dog, toffee apple, whatever you want you can have. And he’ll have the same too…with a strong black coffee, of course!

•and then your competitive streak comes out. You know he’s a damn good shot- can’t be a sniper if you’re not! But you reckon you can give him a run for his money, and you tell him so with sparkling eyes. It’s the start of foreplay, and you both know you won’t make it all the way home tonight. (Though fortunately, you’re in the truck and there’s lots of dark, shady spots for you to pull over and unleash your passions.)

•so you arrive at the air rifle stall, the best of five shots. You go first, hit four. That’s all Gibbs needs, he practically swaggers as he picks up the rifle, and quick as a flash he takes down all five targets he needed to get, perfect shots every single time. And the baffled, amused stall holder passes Jethro an absolutely ginormous teddy bear!

•and that teddy bear goes straight into your arms. It’s part of your present, and you love it so much! Who doesn’t like a massive teddy bear that’s given to you by the love of your life? Frankly, it’s all feeing incredibly romantic.

•the teddy tucks into your side; it sits beside you when you’re watching the circus show, it’s the stretchy acrobats that gets your attention.

•however, you don’t get to stay to enjoy the whole show…as the contortionist bends, Jethro leans down and whispers in your ear the most delicious words you’ve ever heard…and suddenly you’re sprinting out of there, teddy being dragged along with you, as the rest of your evening gets started….

[quillofspirit]

A conversation with @esta-elavaris about one of her flufftobers (this one, it is definetly worth a few reads) got me thinking about the types of hot chocolate various POTC characters would appreciate sipping on. Please enjoy my ramblings, and send me your thoughts!

Elizabeth Swann; Hot chocolate with cream. Simple, elegant, and oh so comforting after a long day out in the rain. I doubt she'd get many opportunities to celebrate the warmth a hot chocolate offers when coming back from the cold, but she'd appreciate it all the same. Might even have a go at freezing it if she could, so she might enjoy it in the sweltering heat.

Will Turner; Hot chocolate, with sugar and whipped cream, the whole shebang. Technically, he might even be able to add marshmallows, but the plant used to craft it at the time, the mallow plant Athaea officinalis, was not easy to find.

Jack Sparrow; Rhum, a lot of it, with a dash of hot chocolate. He doesn't really want to drink it but he's never said no to being given something. Unless he has reasons to believe the person giving it to him does it so Jack owes them. In all fairness they often try.

Beckett; Hot chocolate with a hint of salted caramel. He is a refined man, and appreciates delicacies.

Governor Swann; Standard hot chocolate. Doesn't usually drink it, but will on special occasions, mostly because Elizabeth loves to share, and he takes the opportunity to spend time with her.

Barbossa; Hot chocolate with cinnamon and cayenne pepper. Since the whole undead thing, he's had his eyes set on tasting everything. Why not enjoy both sweet and spicy at the same time?

Gibbs; Hot chocolate with rhum. Not quite as heavy handed as Jack, but still pretty strong.

Davy Jones; Mocha hot chocolate. Before he was all tentaculy, he might have enjoyed a mocha hot chocolate, the perfect combination of strong with a touch of sweetness.

What do you think James Norrington would enjoy? I was thinking lavender hot chocolate, for just a hint of floral, but I am not settled.

[lucero-is-here]

Headcanons: Greg Gibbs

Requested by:

Here he is:

Saw him, don’t know the most about him, but let’s do it!

- he has a first aid kit on him at all times- he brings it with him just in case anything happens.

- really steady hands.

- his hands are warm when it’s cold and cool when it’s hot. Basically, if you’re really hot and you touch him, he’s going to feel really cool (he’s also gonna be screaming from how hot you temperature wise are so yeah)

- bisexual.

- decent spice tolerance but won’t eat spice. He’s scared of spice but can take spice. So don’t give him anything spicy not cause he can’t eat it, cause he’s just scared of it (he ate something to spicy once and is forever scarred)

- he likes dogs. He finds them absolutely adorable and considers getting one one day.

- He doesn’t like cats as much as dogs, he thinks they are mean sometimes.

- he watches cartoons in his freetime- especially tom and jerry or mickey mouse of something- he loves them so so much.

- very very organised. If you mess up his stuff, he’ll probably cry a bit (like 2 seconds) before reorganising them.

- his books are organised in colour and alphabetical order (up to you how you want to see that)

- has tried painting his nails once- he failed miserably and got nail polish everywhere

- he wears boots or loafers to work. He mixes and matches (some days he wears boots somedays loafers)

- he has a lot of button up shirts in his closet. Of all different colours! White button up shirts, blue button up shirts, turquoise button up shirts- basically a lot.

- tie collection. He has a lot of ties, mostly wears his yellow one, but also has a red and black tie- will list all the colours/patterns of his ties if you ask him nicely

- he’s a sweetheart- he’s trying to be a good person he swears, and most of the time he is a good person. Sometimes he looses his temper though-

- he has a really good temper- it’s hard to make him angry. But if you keep pushing his buttons, he’s eventually going to loose it. He lost his temper im front of someone once and still feels really sorry about it-

- gets taken by surprise really easily. He isn’t that attentive sometimes, so if you sneak up behind him softly enough, you can jumpscare him by accident.

- he has sunflowers in his house and office. He says that they really liven up the atmosphere and makes him feel happy!

- he has some friends, not a lot of friends though. He has 2-4 really good friends who he goes out with every now and then to catch up on things or to have a cup of coffee. Other than that, he doesn’t really have any friends.

- He feeds stray animals sometimes. Sometimes if he sees a stray dog or cat, he can’t help but have this urge to feed them- cause he feels bad if they are hungry. So he always feeds them something, like ground meat or just…Dog or cat food.

- neat, cursive handwriting. His handwriting his fancy, but not so fancy you can’t read anything. He makes sure people can at least read his hand writing so they don’t have any issues later on.

- in school, he was a straight a student- he scored really well, and that was always with a lot of studying and practice. He makes sure he can at least improve, and if he has any mistakes he tries his best to correct them.

- when typing or texting, he makes mistakes- a lot of mistakes. He’s going to spell “tries” as “trues” by accident, cause he’s a fast typer/texter and accidentally makes these mistakes and only realises them too late.

- does anything to stay healthy. He eats balanced meals, and also does exercise when he can to make sure he stays in his best condition.

Okay that’s all for now- if I think of more there will be part 2. Requests are still opened but it will take me a longer time to respond.