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Hi! Long-time listener, first-time caller! I just finished the main quest in HFW and I have Thoughts and no one to share them with, so I've decided to bother you with them đ I know you're primarily a Talanah blog, but all my thoughts pertain to Tilda (sns). You reblogged a post a while back (that I've lost, sorry) criticizing Tilda's character and specifically saying she's an example of the predatory lesbian trope, and I find that fascinating because I did not remotely have that reaction to her when I played the game, and I think I've figured out why, so I wanted to offer my 2 cents. First, I can't argue with the OP: she does, factually, meet the requirements for that trope, but I do believe it doesn't apply. First, because the game is riddled with other queer characters all over the world, the most noteworthy of which is (not Talanah unfortunately) Elisabet herself, but she is by no means the only one. Because of this, I would argue Tilda's predatory, selfish behavior is indicative, not of her sexuality, but of her class. I am *amazed* that a AAA-studio actually came out and said there's no such thing as an ethical billionaire. My biggest concern for the game was that they would try to redeem some billionaire and undercut their message from HZD, but imo they actually doubled down on it and I'm thrilled by that. Tilda's possessive behavior is such because a person does not become a billionaire by being any other way. Aloy literally wakes up in her vault, a part of her collection from the beginning, Tilda's intentions in saving her or befriending Beta are no less clinical or selfish than Gerard's in killing or creating them. She thinks she's better than him because she, what? Appreciates art? Sure, once it's been locked away in her vault (yeah yeah she probably did that for the plague but bare with me). That is why she rejects Beta for being "an imperfect copy." (And thats why Aloy's argument with Beta revolves around how Beta is not like Elisabet, and culminates with Aloy being able to see Beta as a unique individual and not just a photocopy of Sobeck [and yes that was also critical to Aloy's character development but shush].) Tilda was never meant to be queer rep, she was meant to be a megalomaniac billionaire. And she was a megalomaniac to her last. Imo, class is one of the major themes from the game, esp. Re: the Quen and Faro's Tomb, but imo you can see it even in those first quests in the Daunt (and ofc it was introduced hard-core in the prolog just like the rest of the Far Zenith and thematic stuff). Ultimately, it was driven home by Tilda's final betrayal and the actions of all the Zeniths, even the "good ones" Tilda talked about knowing. To have her arc end any other way would have been disingenuous and undercut the theme, and I'm really glad they didn't do that. Anyway, that's my 2 cents, sorry for dumping a novel in your inbox. Thanks for listening! âď¸
It's true that I have a complicated relationship with the details of Tilda's storyline and the handling of queer rep in HFW in general, lmao, but I completely agree with you on this front (re: its bones and commentary on class) and love the way you put it. Her behavior--which, whether read as predatory or not, is certainly toxic--can be pretty plainly taken as a byproduct of entitlement that's been left to fester unchecked for a millennia. A "Redeem the Billionaire" deal would've been totally out of place within the series's themes. I still think it's worth criticizing how some some of the queer aspects here were handled (especially when viewed in the larger scope of the game), but you're very right that more glaring factors serve to move her branch of the story forward.
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"Did he just call her Poopsie?â
seokjin x reader (or oc) genre:Â crack; fluff word count: 1.5K
a/n: Ok lovelies, this has to be the most random, stupidest, most crackhead piece of writing I have ever posted to this blog, and for that, I apologize lmao. Jimin criticizes the long term Jin couple for their lack of pet names and they go off and yeah, this is what happened. This fic features all the members!!!! Basically, this is what you get when I write some dumbass shit and have Mads read over it, only for it to spark some more dumbassery from her. We share one braincell, and it shows in this fic. Anyways, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy lol :))
JUST as you got to the dorm you found Taehyung entering through the door, turning his head to spot you just before he disappeared into his home. âHey!â He shouted happily at you, holding the door open for you.
âHi,â you greeted, âwhere are you getting home from?â You asked snoopily with a smirk, fully aware he had started dating his best friend recently and was still very much in the honeymoon phase. Instead of answering you, he gave you a beaming grin with a bashful chuckle and you simply smiled back as he shut the door. âCuties,â you whispered, Tae bumping you with his shoulder as he led you into the dorm.
Walking past the kitchen, you both spotted your boyfriend cooking away as Jimin sat at the counter reading something off his phone.
Jin looked up to see you, a smile spreading across his face. âPumpkin butt!â He greeted you excitedly. Pumpkin butt?
You smiled, shooting him a questioningly look. âHi?â You gave a small laugh, walking toward him and kissing his cheek when you reached him. âCan I help you with something?â You asked, looking at the pan that was full of sizzling vegetables and meat.
âHmmm,â he thought out loud, exaggerating the sound. âYou could get me some sesame seeds from the spice cupboard, Angel Face.â
Again, Angel Face? You looked at him in confusion, scrunching your eyebrows, and just as you were about to ask what the hell he was doing, Jimin spoke up, looking at Jin with an annoyed expression.
âEw,â Jimin complained. âI know what youâre doing, I already apologized for meddling into your relationship, can you stop before I lose my appetite?â
Looking between the two men, and then to Tae, you found that the younger man was just as confused as you.
âWhat am I doing?â Jin asked with a smile. âIâm just happy to see my Sugar Plum.â Sugar Plum? Looking toward you, Jin noted the confusion in your features and leaned forward, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips. âYou see,â he started to explain. âJimin was concerned about the state of our relationship because he never hears us use pet names for each other.â
Realizing what your boyfriend was doing, you had to hold back your growing smile. âOhhh, is that so?â You asked before looking toward Jimin with a smirk before making your way to the spice cupboard. âPookie Bear, you need sesame seeds, right?â
A massive grin spread across Jinâs face in response to you playing along. âThatâs right, Sugar Pie.â You snuck a look at the younger boys sitting at the counter, taking note of Jimin slowly shaking his head as Tae sat there grinning at you and Jin, thoroughly amused.
âYou know, Sesame Seed is a good pet name,â you noted, handing your boyfriend the little bottle.
âIs it?â He asked with a chuckle, unable to hold back his amusement. You shrugged, Jin nodding. âWell when has my little Sesame Seed ever been wrong before?â
âWhy are you two like this?â Jimin interrupted, sending Taehyung into giggles.
âLike what?â You asked.
âYeah, we just want to show you our cute affectionate side,â Jin added. âIsnât that right, Miss Sweetums McGee?â He directed to you, and you found yourself having to hold back a laugh and also a look of disgust at the horrible pet name.
âThatâs right, Mr⌠Sweetums McGee, was it?â You asked Jin, only for him to let out a squeaky laugh.
âYeah, I think that was it,â he nodded.
âA great one,â you nodded back, giggling.
âYou guys are so annoying, all I was saying is that itâs weird you donât have pet names, youâre a couple,â Jimin complained with a sigh and a shake of his head.
You shot Jimin a glare as Jin scoffed. âLike Dear is such a great pet name? Dear whom?â Jin asked with wide eyes, you holding back a smile as you agreed. At that moment, the remaining four members entered the room, all looking at the scene in front of them with confused expressions.
âYeah, are you writing a monologue every time you address your girlfriend? Writing letters?â You added sassily.
âYeah,â Jin exclaimed. âCertified cringe!â
Turning to your boyfriend, you yelled out another âyeah!â just as you high fived.
Jimin was staring at you both trying to make sense of what was happening as Tae was cackling beside him.
âWhat the hell is going on?â Namjoon asked you all, only for you and Jin to stare at him.
âI donât even know anymore,â Jimin spoke with a head shake, still in shock.
Tae controlled his laughter enough to explain, âJimin was criticizing them for not having pet names so now theyâre messing with him.â Namjoon looked from person to person, confusion still etched into his features as Yoongi chuckled.
âI mean, it is kind of weird that you donât have pet names, even I do,â he said nonchalantly, walking toward the fridge.
âYou wanna talk about weird,â you interjected, making Yoongi turn to look at you in surprise. âKid?â Yoongiâs eyebrows raised and shot you an expectant look. You and Jin looked at each other pulling mirroring disgusted expressions, your faces scrunched up.
âYeah, isnât that a bit creepy?â Jin asked, looking back to Yoongi, the members all snickering. âPower play?â
âYou donât need to air your kinks out like that, do you?â You added, Jungkook letting out a loud cackle across the room.
âWhat the fuck?â Yoongi mumbled in confusion, looking to the members for help, only to find them all laughing.
âCertified Cringe!â You yelled, Jin high fiving you.
âYou know what,â you continued on, âspeaking of airing out kinks, Taehyung,â you started in, Taehyungâs eyes popping open as he pointed to himself. âDriver roll up the partition, fast?â Taehyung stared at you blankly as you asked, âDo you like to call her Peaches when you get that nasty?â
Taehyung let out a laugh through his nose as Jin looked at you in confusion. âWait, what?â
âBeyoncĂŠ,â you told him, your boyfriend letting out an âohhhhâ in realization.
âYeah, so cringe,â Jin told Taehyung. âAnd how cringe it is, Cherries?â Jin asked you, simultaneously parodying Taeâs pet name for his girlfriend.
âUm Iâd say itâs certified,â you told him.
âCertified Cringe!â You yelled together, giving each other another high five.
Scanning the members, you locked eyes with Namjoon and his smile fell. âDaisy?â
âFive dollar romance novel vibes,â Jin suddenly said.
Raising an arm up, you pretended to drop a mic, saying, âboom.â
âCertified cringe!â Jin added, both of you high fiving before turning to your next victim as Namjoon looked around as if he had no idea where he even was.
âOh Hobi,â you started, Jin shaking his head with a small smile. âSweet Hobi.â
âPetal?â Jin posed, as you both shook your heads before looking at each other, waiting for the other to come up with something.
âPetal,â you repeated, inhaling as your mind tried to come up with a good burn. âOk thatâs actually really cute,â you admitted.
âYeah it is,â Jin agreed as Hoseok beamed in amusement. âBut itâs still cringe!â
âYeah, certified cringe!â You yelled, high fiving your boyfriend once again.
âAnd you,â you shot a look at that bratty maknae who spent so very much of his time teasing you. âI wouldnât be calling your girlfriend âHollyâ too much in public,â you started.
âTalk about airing your weird kinks out to everyone,â Jin added on. âLeave that to Yoongi.â
âWait, what kink?â Jungkook asked, thoroughly confused.
âPeople might think youâre talking about Min Holly,â you informed him, Jungkook eyes going wide as he shot a look to Yoongi.
âHey, hey, hey, leave my dog out of this shit,â he complained with a pout.
âI think itâs safe to say the name Holly is certified cringe!â Jin yelled out, ignoring Yoongi.
You high fived the man again before adding, âdisgusting.â
With all of the members standing around looking from each other to you and your boyfriend, Jin simply tossed the contents of the frying pan into a bowl and grabbed your hand. âCome on, Poopsie, letâs go eat.â
You looked to the ground as you laughed at the ridiculous pet name, making a mental note to tell him to never call you Poopsie again as you followed him out of the kitchen to his bedroom, leaving the other six men standing there in silence.
âDid he just call her Poopsie?â Yoongi asked, Taehyung and Hoseok laughing amusedly.
âWhatâs wrong with Daisy?â Namjoon asked in utter confusion, as Jungkook stared off into space, surely rethinking Holly as a pet name.
âTheyâre going to criticize me for the name Kid when heâs calling her Poopsie?â Yoongi continued to complain.
Jimin stood up, looking at the empty frying pan before huffing. âThey didnât even leave any food,â he mumbled before heading out of the kitchen, the comment knocking Jungkook out of his daze.
âThey didnât?â He asked, stepping toward the stove to see the empty pan for himself. âThatâs the whole reason I even came out here,â he pouted. The other guys looked at their youngest member for a moment before Namjoon and Taehyung left the room, leaving Yoongi, Jungkook, and Hoseok in the kitchen looking at each other.
âWell they said âPetalâ is cute,â Hoseok boasted with a grin.
Jungkook let out a sigh as Yoongi shook his head and opened the fridge. âHobi,â Yoongi spoke as he looked for his leftovers. âPlease shut up.â
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just another day at the office
In which a pregnant and hormonal Ziva is in deep need of a middle-of-the-workday quickie. This is just smut, friends, zero plot at all.
Thanks to @indestinatus for some of the dialogue!Â
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It starts with a vague feeling of discomfort, something Ziva canât even identify. Thereâs just the sense that something is amiss with her body, something in need of fixing. It makes her restless and she shifts in her seat, trying to focus on the computer work at hand. The words swim on her screen, though, and she crosses and uncrosses her legs involuntarily. She feels⌠twitchy.
And for some reason, she canât stop thinking of Tony.
At very nearly five months pregnant, she has long since been excluded from fieldwork. Instead, her days are filled with more of the sameâdesk work, paperwork, computer work, and frequent bathroom breaks. She really, really misses not being pregnant.Â
It takes nearly twenty minutes to figure out whatâs wrong.
Sheâs never been so turned on in her life.
If not for the distraction of work and the fact that such feelings are entirely out of place in this setting, she would have realized it sooner, but itâs no matter. Now that she understands what her body is aching for, she canât stop thinking about it.Â
Every shift in her seatâand there are a lot of themâsends waves of longing through her. Every time she leans forward to type, her bra brushes slightly against her nipples, making her bite her lip to keep from making some very inappropriate noises. She ends up closing out of her email entirely, because she keeps typing her thoughts rather than what the message is meant to say; thereâs little room in a professional memo for the word âorgasmâ.Â
Finally, she sends a single text to Tony when she feels like sheâs about to lose her mind.
When you are finished at the crime scene, please hurry back here.Â
Then she drops her head down onto her folded arms on her desk, her thoughts flipping back and forth between scolding the baby for its bad hormonal timing and wondering if she shouldnât just fake sick and go home early to take care of herself.
This is getting almost painful.
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Half an hour later, an out-of-breath Tony appears in front of her desk. âZiva, are you okay?â he asks, panting slightly. âI got your text and replied, but you didnât answer.â
His face is like a breath of fresh air to Ziva, who is deeply struggling by now. âTony!â she cries in reply. âI need to talk to you. Come. Now.âÂ
She gets to her feet with a grimace, a hand supporting her growing belly, and brushes Tony off when he tries to help. If sheâs touched right now, she might just explode.
âAre you okay?â Tony repeats, though he keeps his distance. âAre you in pain? Is the baby okay?â
âWe are fine. You talk too much.â
She leads the way to the menâs bathroom, pursing her lips as the innocent friction of her legs rubbing together from walking does strange things to her state of arousal.Â
She nudges Tony inside, following him in and locking the door behind them.
Tony isâunderstandablyâa little confused and more than a little concerned by her behavior. âZiva, what are youââ
She cuts him off with a fierce kiss.
He kisses her back, but she can tell his heart isnât in it. Heâs too busy trying to figure out whatâs going on.
He figures it out real quick when Ziva starts to undo his belt buckle, though, and he breaks the kiss, backing a foot or two away. âWe canât. Not at work.â
âWhy not?â Ziva demands, sexually frustrated enough that this small rejection almost makes her want to cry.Â
âWell, Iâm pretty sure Gibbs would be pissed, for starters. This would be like taking rule twelve and putting in a blender, honestly.â Disregarding his protests, Ziva starts to unbutton her own shirt, draping it carelessly over a stall door.Â
âWe are not dating. We are married,â she reminds him.
âOkay, but Iâm pretty sure no-sex-in-the-office is still an implied rule.â Tonyâs voice sounds distracted, though, and his eyes are glued to her chestâthey widen when her bra joins her shirt up on the plastic wall.
âNo one has ever specifically told us not to,â she disagrees, stepping out of her pants and panties in one go.Â
âThatâs the thing about implications, though, rightâŚ?â
Ziva can smell a victory, but Tonyâs not completely convinced yet. Whatever, sheâll start without him.
Itâs a little awkward to maneuver with her belly in the way, but she hops up onto the counter between sinks and props a foot up beside her so her legs are spreadâthen, she doesnât hesitate to reach down and start sliding her fingers through the wetness she finds there.Â
She lets out the smallest involuntary moan, and Tony latches onto it. âI donât think you can be quiet enough to get away with this, Ziva.â The tent in his pants says he really doesnât care, though.
Heâs rightâshe is a bit of a screamer. Sheâs way too far gone to care right now, however. Pregnancy hormones are a bitch. âThen you had better come muffle my voice with your mouth,â Ziva decides, beginning to slide two fingers in and out of her own slick warmth. It draws another moan, and, almost looking like heâs in a trance, Tony starts to step toward her.Â
âBut we have work to do,â he tries feebly, one last time.Â
âWhen in your life have you chosen your job over pleasuring a woman, Tony?â Ziva demands. âEspecially a woman who is pregnant with your child. I do not know who you are or what you have done with my husband, but I need him back now⌠Or at least I need his cock.â
That finally convinces Tony, and he laughs, drawing close enough to stand between her legs. âAlright, alright,â he agrees. âOnly because I love you. And because I know youâre in this hormonal state because of me.â As he talks, he gently moves her hand aside, replacing her fingers with his own and beginning to move them skillfully as she hisses. âAnd because youâre the sexiest woman in the world. But just this once, okay? Weâre going to have a hard time supporting a baby if we lose our jobs over this.â
He doesnât wait for her answer, though, instead leaning in to kiss her as he starts to work his fingers harder below. âTony,â she protests against his lips, âI do not have it in me to withstand much foreplay today. Are you readyââ
âIâm always ready for you, sweet cheeks,â Tony purrs immediately.Â
âOh, thank god.â Ziva still whines a little when he withdraws his fingers to undo his belt and pants and shove them down with his boxers, but she doesnât have to miss him for long.Â
After just a moment, she can feel him at her entrance, hot and insistent, and he raises his hands to start gently teasing her nipples. She groans loudly enough that he laughs and shakes his head at her. âRemember,â he murmurs, leaning in to touch his forehead to hers with a teasing, affectionate smile on his face, âno yelling.âÂ
âI will yell if you do not fuck me now, Tony.â
âAs you wish,â he answers, and one of his hands leaves her breast to position himself so he can push in with no further taunting.Â
Ziva immediately groans, and Tony kisses her sharply to cut off the noise. Itâs a good thing, too, because as soon as he starts to move in earnest, she finds it impossible to control her noises. Pregnancy just makes her so sensitive, and sheâs pretty sure this would be a euphoric experience even if she wasnât already so painfully aroused before he even arrived.
Unfortunately for Tony, this quickie really will have to be quick, because it barely takes Ziva thirty seconds to orgasm. She bites Tonyâs lower lipâhe doesnât seem to mindâand manages to mostly stifle the cry that comes out of her throat as she comes harder than she has in ages.
There certainly are upsides to this pregnancy.
As soon as the aftershocks of her orgasm stop, though, Ziva has to push Tony away; now sheâs too sensitive. He groans a little, but he immediately pulls out and gives her space. âJust using me to achieve your own ends there, Ninja?â he asks wryly, equal parts amused and sexually frustrated.
âAlways,â Ziva answers with a satisfied grin, and she accepts his hand to help her slide off of the counter. âDo you want me toâŚâ She licks her lips suggestively instead of finishing her sentence.
Tony laughs. âAs much as Iâd love that, it should probably wait til we get home tonight. I wouldnât make you get on your knees in a dirty bathroom when youâre five months pregnant, love.â The mirthful affection in his tone is impossible to miss. âIâll just⌠ya know. And then Iâll go back to my desk. You go ahead.â
Ziva sees the logic in this and gives him one last deep kiss for inspiration before swatting his bum and pushing him toward a stall. âThank you, Tony,â she tells him, sincere but on the verge of laughter.Â
âThanks is all I get?â Tony asks as he waddles away, his trousers still pooled around his ankles. âYou make me feel so cheap, woman.â
Ziva chuckles loudly and gets redressed as quickly as she can to the sounds of skin moving against skin and Tonyâs voice emitting soft grunts.
Heâs always been much better at quietness during sex than she has.
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When Ziva makes it out to the bullpen, McGee and Gibbs are back at their own desks. âWhereâve you been, Ziva?â McGee asks curiously.
âI have been⌠doing stuff,â she answers noncommittally, moving toward her desk.
âHi, Iâm Stuff,â Tony says immediately behind herâZiva hadnât realized he followed her that closely out of the bathroom.
McGeeâs eyerolls somehow always manage to outdo themselves, and this is no exception. âI was just fine with her explanation, Tony,â he complains.
âGet back to work, you three,â Gibbs interjects grumpily. The way he looks between Tony and Ziva leaves little doubt that he understands exactly what they just got up to, but having had a pregnant wife before himself⌠he doesnât scold them. He gets it, and really, this isnât the most ridiculous thing the David-DiNozzos have ever done in this building.
Itâs just another day at the office, honestly.Â
#ncis#ncis fanfiction#tiva#tony dinozzo#ziva david#cynthia writes stuff too#here i am avoiding writing smut for waao#by writing smut that is plotless#killin it here aren't ya cyn#anyway i woke up thinking about this today#wtf was i dreaming about#and shout out to#the biscuits#for always encouraging my smuttiest self from writing her smuttiest shit#rather than doing anything productive lmao#and thanks to sof for the dialogue#it made me laugh in the gc and i had to steal it (with permission)
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Your personal Headcannons for NCIS and NCIS Nola?
Okay,so I have never been asked this before, so I actually spent, like, all daytrying to figure out how to answer it. ^_^ So. I could go on for days. But hereâs what Iâm going to do instead. Iâm going to listsome, that I can think of, but, since Iâve never been asked this question, Inever really thought aboutit before. Â
 NCIS
 -Gibbsis the hardest ass to ever enter NCIS. That said, (as we all know) he loves histeam as his family, because they are his family. They donât do normal things,but that doesnât mean Gibbs hasnât considered it. Holiday dinners are a hit andmiss, especially after Tony left and McGee got married, so sometimes everyonegets together, and sometimes they donât. Gibbs doesnât complain, he shakes hishead and what happens, happens, but he is a sneaky, sneaky man who wants hisfamily to stay together despite the fact that Tony is on another continent, so when he cansubtly pull the strings to get them together? You bet your ass he doesit.Â
 -Timmisses Tony. who doesnât? Andeven with the change of desk, and the change of team, thereâs this big spaceof DiNozzo thatis just missing in his every day life. But then Nick joins the team, and evenif heâs not Tony, thereâs something about him that makes Tim feel that DiNozzo void a little less. And Nickâs still adjusting to theteam, so Tim doesnât tell him that yet to his face, but he definitely comes ina little early or sticks around a little late - as he can - and do littlethings to Nickâs computer to make it work better, considering Nick and Tech arenot friends.Â
 -Speakingof Nick. The man doesnât do actual emotion if he can help it, letâs be real.But that sarcasm, and those sassy remarks, those are his way of beingaffectionate. He knows McGee thinks heâs being stealth, but considering McGeewas the only person who knew that his programs werenât loading the night beforethe entire computer started working faster? Yeah.He has a hunch about who isTech Fairy is. He and Clayton are absolute bros - gym time, serious talk maskedas more snark and sarcasm, and yes, on the weekends, a beer at the bar (orseveral, and Clayton filming Torresâ beyond drunk ass as he hauls him back tohis place to sleep it off on the couch). Nick and Ellie? Also bros. Sheâs anerd, and he mocks it, but itâs one of their things. After she starts healing from the loss of Qasim, they even goout bowling. Nick insists itâs stupid and so nerdy, Ellie, but he secretly loves it,because sheâs one of his best friends, and it makes her stupidly happy to gobowling again.
 -Ellieloves her brothers, but since they donât live anywhere near her, the team ismore of her family than anything else. After her divorce, they were there, butno one knew what to do when Qasim was killed. Gibbs caught her working late,and instead of insisting she go home and sleep it off - because, for fuckssake, Gibbs has been there -he leaves, and after a little while, she vanished to the rest room, and whenshe came back, there was a coffee, and food, and there was no proof butshe knew. Nickand Clayton dragged her out to a couple bro-bar nights, until she was ready togo bowling. Abby put little anonymous gifts on her desk every week, as if Elliewouldnât know the gloves with skulls were from her. Quinn may have left NCIS,but she still checks in with Ellie just enough that itâs not smothering.Clayton, well. Clayton starts buying her lunch during the day, or leavingpackages of her favorite snack foods on her desk â especially those chips (crisps, Ellie, they are crisps) hebrought her the last time heâd come back from overseas.
 -Claytonmight be absolute bros with Nick, but the relationship he has with Ellie is abit different. They act like bros â drinks and taunting the rest of the team âbut Clayton has some complicated feelings for her. He would â as heâs proven âgo against the job for her, but at the same time, he has this desperate urge toprotect her, and not just because sheâs his partner. Clayton has contemplatedasking her out, but heâs not sure when would be the right time (or if therewill ever be a right time). He is notshutting the door on the possibility, but until Ellie shows him sheâs ready (if sheâs ready, he wonât force thatone), Clayton is more than happy to invite her over for shitty movies andterrible takeout.
 So, those were way more straight up & serious than I intended, so theseare just gonna beâŚrandom.
 NCIS New Orleans
 -Prideloves five things that everyone knows: his daughter, his job (which includesthe team), his bar, music, and cooking. But the fact that, when heâs having aparticularly bad night, and none of it cheers him up, Pride shuts himself intohis room, turns on some music â look, itâs not helping but that doesnât mean he wonât listen to it â and doesyoga. Nothing fancy. JustâŚbasics.
 -LaSalle,on the other hand. When nothing is cheering him up? He grabs a beer, andwatches the dumbest videos onYouTube. Think Vine Vid compilations and bad lip reading. And he loves them,like, they are his biggest guiltypleasure.
 -Gregoriois New York and New Orleans and wild and she and Sonja are besties, and she andLaSalle are like bros. But she absolutely nerd-texts with Sebastian. She mightnot get all the references, but thatâs whatthe internet is for. Because among everything else, Gregorio paysattention, and as much as Sebastian plays shit off like heâs fine, she can seethat flicker when people dismiss his nerd-outs, or try to change the subjectbecause they donât know what heâs talking about. And heâs family to her, andshe wants her family happy. So she researches the nerd-outs, so she can counterand cheer him up.
#i seriously couldn't think very well#i know i have more headcanons about all of them#everyone even the ones i didn't mention#but my brain got partway and went NOPE#WE ARE FINISHED#and i couldn't focus#so here's what I have!#and feel free to ask me specific headcanons guys seriously#ncis#ncis nola#ncis new orleans#Anonymous
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