#ncis bishop

[gryffindorhealer]

Why a Sneak Peek?

One of the things I've seen other writers do is post Sneak Peaks. I've not done that, partially because I've not been on Tumblr long, partially because I'm pants at self-promotion, and partially because I lean hard towards not showing work until it's done. That said… However I know Breanie ( @breaniebree ) through a couple writer/fan groups on Discord. While she worked on A Second Chance (go read, fabulous work, eh) she started asking me questions related to injuries, health care, and such. Because the Healer in my name is for real; I am a Registered Nurse. Breanie sort of introduced me to Sam ( @seriouslysam8 ). Another really good writer, you need to go read Brumous, Bete Noire, and Backstabber. Particularly if you love angst. Yes. The inevitable took place then, Sam asked a few questions about injuries and first aid, specifying magic couldn't be used. And honestly, I really enjoyed reading the chapter in Brumous where the answers showed up. Nicely done! Then I started thinking about something I need for my WiP, Mystic Dream. The Potter's (Ginny and Harry) are away on a trip, bit of a busman's holiday because Harry is attending an international law enforcement conference (with of course a secret magical group of sessions), while Ginny is interviewing some American magical athletes for a book she's working on. And things happen. For a part of this, because the Potters have been here (this particular place in the US) before, I placed one of their favorite places to eat, a pizzaria. They don't get to eat there often, but for two reasons this is one of their top faves. And I needed a name, and didn't want to use O Sole Mio because I'd used that in Proposals already. Did I mention I like puns? And after a convo with Sam I looked at her name. And I asked her a question. And she said Yes, Sure. This leads to why I'm posting, for the first time maybe ever (there might be some one-liners in response to ask memes, I'm not counting those), a Sneak Peek. Quick summary, how to surprise other characters and help develop one of the major charactgers by using one of Major Character's know skills…

Harry nodded, punching buttons on his phone. ‘Wait,’ Gibbs commanded. Harry looked up.

‘We need to do this, now,’ he said, as Gibbs looked at the notepad on Kasie’s counter.

‘Yes, we do,’ Gibbs flipped his phone open, fingers punching numbers. ‘But they know your Great Britain number, they’ll know it’s you calling.’ He held out his phone. ‘Use mine.’

Ginny took Gibbs’ phone before Harry could. ‘They also know your voice, Harry. “I’ve seen your face before.” They won’t know mine.’

‘They threatened you, Ginny,’ Gibbs said. ‘They know you as well.’

Ginny smiled, winking at Harry, who matched her mischievous grin.

‘Not when she speaks, they won’t,’ he said.

Gibbs looked between them both, Bishop’s brow furrowed, her frown growing deeper when she saw Patil smirk as well. Patil caught her eye, raising her own eyebrows. Then Gibbs nodded.

‘Nobody else make a noise. At all. Kasie, record the call. McGee, are you ready?’

McGee nodded. Kasie’s eyes widened as she quickly prepared a microphone, anticipating what was coming. Gibbs nodded to Ginny.

Ginny pushed the dial and speakerphone buttons, and a ringtone filled the room. Once. Twice. Thrice. Four– ‘Hello.’ The same gravelly voice.

‘Yeah, this is Eljay with Seriously, Sam 8Pizza,’ Ginny said, ‘and I’m trying to deliver the Super Supreme you ordered. Having trouble finding your place, it doesn’t want to come up on my MappApp. I’m at Tennessee and E Street Northeast. Could you give me directions?’

Bishop’s jaw dropped when Gibb’s voice came out of Ginny Potter’s mouth. She glanced quickly around the room, Kasie and Torres both wearing surprised faces as well, McGee focused on the workstation where he worked to triangulate the call. Patil smirked at her. Gibbs and Potter simply focused on the phone in Ginny’s hand. Those three knew, she thought. They knew!

Silence stretched a few beats before the gravelly voice spoke again. ‘I didn’t order a pizza.’

‘Oh, come on, man! Says right here on the slip, Super Supreme, Nony Mousse, but then the damn slip got wet and the ink smeared. It looks like one something something maybe six E Street Northeast, but they said they didn’t order pizza either. Seriously, it’s getting close to being a free pizza for you because I can’t find your place. Just give me directions, please.’

Silence again, seconds feeling like hours. Then a laugh like gravel on steel. ‘Too bad for you then, I guess you get a pizza for lunch.’

[onlyhereforangst]

but as she was leaving, it felt like breathing.

[fictionalcraze]

" I may not be your father, But will always be your dad"

I have always loved this quote.. One of the reasons I love Gibbs so much is because of the kind of father figure he was to his team.. He may have lost his biological child but he found himself so many children along the years and gave them the kind of father's love they never got from their own father's... He once again found a child to love in his team and in return they found a dad.. I think this is what made ncis so special and beautiful... People choosing eachother and loveing eachother despite not being blood.. family is indeed not just DNA... Gosh.. i miss this man so much...

[autistic--brushstrokes]

Do you ever think that abby accepted bishop so quickly bc she realized all the time she lost w ziva hating her?

[oneshotnewbie]

(Tw, eating disorders)

hiyaa, could you do a fic with NCIS (the whole team or just a few characters) and reader who had been struggling with an ed?? i will leave the details to you xx

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ This one-shot includes the topic of an eating disorder (anorexia) and the plot is presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle the subject, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.

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You sat alone in the darkened kitchen of your apartment. The plate in front of you was empty, the remains of a meager salad that you had tossed around several times. Your gaze was blank as you stared at the plate, as if searching for answers that might be hiding in the dried lettuce leaves.

The last few weeks have been a challenge for you. The relentless cases and high stress levels at NCIS had taken their toll on you. The originally secret battle against the numbers on the scales had long since become an open war that you were waging against yourself.

Your colleagues started to notice your changes. Special Agent Ellie Bishop, your best friend, was one of the first to notice a certain distance in your eyes while you were working on a case. Gibbs, who could read his team's moods like no other, had also picked up on the subtle clues- the tired eyes, the emaciated appearance, and the color that had drained from your face.

After a discussion about the latest case and your lack of sympathy, Ellie and he exchanged worried glances before silently agreeing that it was time to talk to you. Together they decided to bring in Jack Sloane, the team's experienced psychologist and agent.

Just a few hours later, after gathering informally, Gibbs, Ellie, and Jack found themselves in her office. The tension in the air was palpable as they patiently waited for you to walk in the door unsuspectingly. “Sit down, Y/n.” The older man spoke calmly, pointing to the couch opposite.

You hesitated with a questioning and slightly confused look before sitting down. The gazes of your colleagues literally pierced you and made you nervous.

"We're worried about you, sweetheart," Ellie began gently, her arms wrapped around her body as her lower back dug into the blonde's desk. "You seem so different lately and we want to understand what's going on."

Jack eventually continued, bringing out her expertise, enhancing the expression of her words by readjusting her glasses. "There's no reason to walk alone in the dark."

It was hard to miss the tension on your face as you tried to control her emotions. Gibbs looked at you seriously, a hint of concern and sensitivity shining in his eyes. "Y/n, we are your team. If you have problems, you don't have to fight it alone. Talk to us."

"It's nothing. I'm fine." You spoke after listening to your colleagues' words, literally feeling the pressure inside you as a lump formed in your throat. You hesitated for a moment before standing up and abruptly leaving the room without saying another word. The look on your face told the three of them a mix of anger and shame as they realized there was a deeper reason for your change.

The door closed behind you with a muffled bang and Gibbs sighed heavily, keeping his eyes on the closed door. "Damn," he muttered. "She won't let anyone talk to her."

Ellie cast a worried glance in the direction you had just been sitting and furrowed her brow in frustration. "We can't just let her go through this alone. She needs help."

Jack Sloane nodded in agreement, her emotions contained as she considered what to do next with you. "I agree, but she also has to be willing to accept help. We can't force her."

In the next few days the atmosphere in the team remained tense. You tried to appear as normal as possible, but the tension between you, Ellie, and Gibbs was palpable. The usual jokes with Dinozzo, the shared breaks with Ellie and the feeling of togetherness with Gibbs seemed to have faded into the background.

Until the senior agent's team received an urgent mission that required your full attention and teamwork. A suspicious package with a bomb inside appeared in a public building. When you arrived on site, the situation quickly became aggravated by memories of 9/11. The building was evacuated and the team took control of the entire situation.

This effort that brought you back onto the field was actually intended to provide distraction and focus for you. However, the tensions in the team were obvious. You avoided all eye contact with your colleagues, the images of the failed conversation echoing in your head, and the pressure you were trying to hide weighed heavily on you.

While you were concentrating on your tasks, you suddenly felt a wave of dizziness. Your heart was pounding fast, the world around you was spinning, and your legs suddenly felt like they were made of rubber. Your vision blurred. Instinctively you reached for the closest thing possible to hold on to, which at that exact moment was Ellie, but your knees gave way and you sank to the ground next to her. The colors blurred before your eyes and you lost consciousness.

Ellie noticed the suddenly tight grip on her forearm. Gibbs, who was standing right behind you, reacted quickly and caught you before your head hit the paving stone. “Y/n!” He called as he gently laid you on the ground and Ellie called emergency services while Dinozzo and McGee continued to focus on the case. You were pale and breathing shallowly, the older agent trying to wake you up while Ellie looked for signs of acute medical distress and checked your pulse, all while talking to the emergency dispatcher.

Gibbs watched worriedly as you slowly came to. When your eyes opened, they showed a mix of embarrassment and weakness. "What happened?" You mumbled, still dazed.

"We'll sort that out later," he replied calmly, brushing some stray strands of hair that had gotten lost in it out of your face. "Right now we need to make sure you get medical attention."

Even as the paramedics arrived and took care of you, the two exchanged a meaningful look. The events of the last few minutes had exposed a reality that they could no longer ignore and it became clear to everyone that this was not just about the case and the hot summer days that drove everyone into a corner - this was about the well-being of an agent who not only fought against external threats in everyday life, but also against her own demons.

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In the hospital room, surrounded by dim lights and the hum of medical equipment, you sat up straight in bed. Gibbs and Ellie had alerted Jack to come to the hospital, where all three of them gathered around you, each of them with a serious but caring look.

"Y/n, it's time we talk about this," Jack began in a soft voice, sitting on the edge of the bed, her hand tentatively running over your still-shaky forearm, skillfully ignoring the intravenous access for medication. "We really care about you. This fainting is a symptom of something bigger. You need to tell us what's going on so we can help you."

You looked down, fingers folding nervously in your lap. The walls you had so stubbornly built seemed to be crumbling. Gibbs took a step closer to you. His eyes met yours, intense and fatherly at the same time. "You're part of my team, y/n. If you're having trouble, I'm here for you."

Ellie also wanted to join in the conversation, adding something that completely grounded your walls. "We are not only colleagues, but also friends and family. You can trust us. We will help you." You took a deep breath and nodded, a lone, slow tear rolling down your cheeks. "It's not easy for me to talk about it. It feels like I'm losing control."

Gibbs placed a protective hand on your shoulder, letting you know that it was okay to let them in and accept their help. "Sometimes it's okay to let go of control. You are not alone and together we will help you get back on your feet."

"I fell into something that I didn't think I would ever fall into again. An eating disorder that I actually left behind a long time ago," you began to say, many more tears following. Ellie had immediately moved to your side, wrapping you in a big hug to help you tell them everything they needed to know.

The following weeks were characterized by intensive discussions with Jack, supported by professional help from another psychologist outside of working hours. The entire team was there to support you every step of the way, enveloping you in care as they ate with you and brought you small snacks.

Gibbs, who was otherwise known for his strictness, became a protective father figure who lost his strictness on you when it wasn't work related. He constantly reminded you that there was no shame in showing weakness and that you didn't have to fight alone if you suffered a setback for the day.

The team became a supportive unit that not only solved crimes but also looked after each other. Through your courage to defy and confront your own demons, the connection between you all became significantly stronger. Everyone in the family had learned that true strength often came from accepting help and going through the darkness together, rather than isolating yourself and taking the rocky road alone.

[crybabycunt]

Kate: This is the third uniform you’ve ruined this week, and... is that blood?

Yelena: Mostly.

Kate: Yours?

Yelena: Other guy's.

Kate: Can we bill him?

Yelena: ... not anymore.

[ellickalways]

i’ve never experienced romantic heartbreak but i did have to watch this scene live

so actually wait, maybe i have experienced romantic heartbreak

[bishopsbelova]

There's just something about the women that have sat at that desk and how different they all are - as the writer's never once tried to make them be a carbon copy of one another - and how I love them all

[demigirlaroundtheworld]

Our shows are getting canceled before they kill the gays.

Not sure if that counts as a win though..

[iobsessoverfictionalmen]

The Sounds of Justice - Master List

Warnings: canon typical violence, cursing, non-consensual drugging, descriptions of character death, mentions and descriptions of jail, car crashes, lying, manipulation, guns, yandere themes, mafia AU, mafia Rafael Barba (trust me, he needs the warning), mentions of rape (not to the reader), and unwanted advances (nothing happens to the reader).

A/N: This is my response to the mafia AU poll that I posted. It was a challenge to write it but it was worth it. Comments and reblogs are very much welcomed and I hope you enjoy the fic. Please take notice of the warnings; they are exactly the same as the warnings on this page and they will be at the top of each chapter.

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

[femmehysteria]

I'm doing a series of "Best Character Named X" polls where all the characters have the same first name but are from completely different media, feel free to send in name/charcacter suggestions, I'm posting one poll a day, check my pinned post for active polls

[milfsincrime]

women: reblog if you agree

crimmy minds: penelope garcia, elle greenaway, jennifer jareau, emily prentiss, alex blake, tara lewis

ncis: kate todd, abby sciuto, ziva david, jenny shepard, abby borin, alex quinn, jack sloane, ellie bishop, jess knight

svu: olivia benson, abbie carmichael, alex cabot, casey novak, melinda warner, kathy stabler, liz donnelly, rita calhoun, amanda rollins, kat tamin

milfs: hot yes

[onlyhereforangst]

i try to be tough i try to be mean but even after all this, you're still everything to me.

[fictionalcraze]

Gibbs hugs are the best🥺Gosh I really miss the man so much ...

[thestarwarslesbian]

Vance: Gibbs you need to rest. Gibbs: I can't. Vance: Why? Gibbs: *pointing at the office area. Tony is sitting on McGee's sholders as he tries to get a pen of the celing. Bishop is sat on her desk with her laptop balancing from the wire above her as she is looking at a case. Jimmy is lead down in the middle of all the desks with his head on Breena's lap as she strokes his hair to comfort him after a meltdown due to the case the team had just been on.* Gibbs: My children.

[laurellance]

ellie bishop in 17.11