#ziva worship

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[thewintersoldierdisaster]

i, uh, wrote a VERY quick and VERY unedited thing. so here ya go because the ncis/tiva/team family feels brain rot never goes away apparently 🤷🏼‍♀️

i can’t stop thinking about my own experiences at furnerals and how sometimes, despite the grief, they can be fun. when you get to see friends and family that you haven’t seen in a while, when you know the person who’s died would want to be celebrated and have people laugh and smile and tell stories. the way ducky would want his funeral to be.

i can see it so clearly - the adults alternating between laughing and crying and telling all of their favorite ducky stories. the kids (mcgee twins are about seven, victoria about eight, and tali around ten, if my shoddy math is correct) all becoming inseparable since they’re they only kids there really. they facetime a lot so they know each other but this is the first time they’ve gotten to hang out really.

tali is the ringleader, the oldest, channeling all of her dinozzo charm. victoria, her fast best friend in the way only kids can really become friends. johnny and morgan, tagging along. running around the venue with only a few admonishments about not running from ziva and delilah. mainlining shirley temples like it’s their job (this is what my cousins and i used to do, thinking we were so fancy with our bright red drinks and maraschino cherries)

the adults become the last people left in the venue - the new team and old - sitting in a circle telling stories. the men have lost their jackets and ties, shirts unbuttoned at the throat, sleeves rolled up. “remember the time i got hemorrhagic fever on the ship?” tony will say and ziva will roll her eyes because “no, you didn’t, tony. it was a freckle.”

and mcgee will laugh because this is an argument he’s heard before. but the whole story about being on the chimera will get told because delilah and jess and nick and kasie and parker haven’t heard it.

jimmy will chime in with some of his favorite ducky stories and he and tim and tony and ziva will be talking over each other in their rush to help him tell the stories, laughing at each other in the way that speaks to their long history as family.

maybe someone will call gibbs and he’ll be on speakerphone, listening to the stories and the laughter. or maybe he’s at the funeral and sitting with vance, reminiscing.

the kids will get tired and crawl into their parents’ laps. tali curled against tony’s chest, victoria against jimmy’s. tim gets johnny and morgan will want to hang with aunt ziva because there’s some hero worship happening and it’s peaceful.

no one wants to go home, so they go to jimmy’s or maybe they go to ducky’s and the kids are all put in one room, piled in a bed because they begged for a sleepover like the night before where tali camped out with the mcgee twins in the living room. they’ll wake up on and off and wander into the living room where, as the night wears on, it’s just jimmy and the original three, the last ones standing. tony’s arm is around ziva’s shoulder and she holds jimmy’s hand. tony ruffles tim’s hair like an older brother and tim bats him away, smiling.

“i cannot believe he is gone,” ziva will murmur, voice cracking. they had just seen ducky when his book tour stopped in paris, had extended his time there so he could spend time getting to know tali, getting to get the “full david-dinozzo parisian experience” which included a lot of tony’s terrible french accent and laughter.

“feels like he should have lived forever,” tim says.

jimmy and tony share a smile, thinking about tony’s words in autopsy.

“he will,” jimmy reassures them, and then it’s quiet, just the people left behind and the people returned.

[rhaetiadan]

Wolvesreign Deities of Separti: Ruah Ziva

Lore

Ruah Ziva rose to divinity approximately 750 years ago during the Anterhaetian Period during a tumultuous time when Separti was under Old Huescan rule. Modern scholars contest the exact identity of Ruah Ziva before their ascension to Sainthood, with at least a dozen regional origin myths. Three, however, remain the most widely circulated--

Asnat of Ruach Ommiad academic historians state they were born Asnat of Ruach, an orphaned child of indeterminate gender “molded from clay” by the Order of Getik to become an Ashmedai-- a powerful sorcerer-priest trained to hunt loziva, creatures from outer realms that bare no common ancestry with humanity or the Godhead. While acting as an ashmedai, Asnet began having visions that drove her to lead a cherem (holy war) against Huesca. Considering Huesca’s pantheon a form of loziva worship, she cut down Huescans without remorse and expelled them from Separti’s shores. After the slaughter Asnet was proclaimed Ruah Ziva (meaning Breath of God) by the Order of Getik as a living avatar of the Godhead, and unified the island of Separti from a fractured faith into a grand army of religious zealots. With the Separti faith’s blessing, Asnat extended her cherem south to conquer Old Huesca in what is now the Ommiad Empire. Old Huesca, brought to its knees, ceded their empire to the Separti and crowned Asnat Empress Rhaetia the First as head of their pantheon.

Dveira IX Old Huescan religious texts maintained in modern Huesca tell a very different story. If they are to be believed Ruah Ziva was born Dveira IX of Polmaria descendant from Saint Polmaria, the Consort. House Polmaria were known collaborators with the Old Huescan occupiers, believing in a prophecy that a child of Polmaria and the “world spine” would bring about a great Apotheosis where all the realm’s small gods would bow to the Breath of God. House Polmaria sought to speed this process along by intermarrying and propagating with peoples from across modern Rhaetiadan, creating large academies of Polmarian children who would be monitored for signs of divinity. It was from one of these academies in far away Xirimira that Dveira was identified as an ideal vessel for Ruah Ziva. As Polmaria was an established member of the Huescan pantheon, Dveira IX represented a personal union between both faiths ordained by the gods. Dveira was brought from Xirimira to Huesca where she was raised to rule, before being sent to her ancestral home of Separti at the behest of the Old Huescan faith to unite her people in a bloody civil war. In her victory, she was crowned Empress Rhaetia the First.

Dobka of Vazos Some Ebering folk traditions, perhaps less credibly, claim Ruah Ziva was born Dobka of Vazos and shares blood with Erik of Vazos, who would become Saint Lyeb the Lion. Though born to the island of Separti, Dobka was nonetheless of Old Ebering blood and a powerful shield-maiden in her own right. From the port fortress of Ruach, Dobka raided and plundered the world under the banner of the Separti faith. What she could not conquer through battle she conquered through marriage, alleging to have dozens if not hundreds of spouses to secure alliances under the Old Huescan tenant of Supplantation; the belief that divorce is illegitimate but previous marriages may be annulled by a new marriage, with the new spouses retroactively considered to have always been spiritually wed in the eyes of the Gods. The fact that Dobka was not of the Huescan faith was of no concern to her, so long as it provided sufficient grounds to conquer Huescan hearts and lands alike. Through conquest, battle, and romance she achieved gnosis-- knowledge of the true nature of the Godhead-- and became remembered as Ruah Ziva and Empress Rhaetia to Separti and Huesca alike.

With so many different competing cultures hoping to claim the origins of Empress Rhaetia it is ostensibly impossible to know for sure which account of Ruah Ziva’s life is true, even within her own order. Separti mysticism is rooted in obtuse gnostic symbolism and never straightforward, with competing accounts of Ruah Ziva’s life circulating wherever you look. To a true worshiper of Ruah Ziva though, it is a distinction without a difference. Saint Ruah Ziva is worshiped not for the person they were, but the covenant they represented where the Godhead chose a saint as its vessel to forge the Oversoul of Rhaetiadan. In truth, Separti religious tradition views the Godhead as a communal spiritual essence as it move towards collective Apotheosis where all of humanity might join the Oversoul as one divine being like so many cells in a single body. It is just as likely that Ruah Ziva might, in part, be all of these purported women and more creating a gestalt identity responsible for the modern mythology of Empress Rhaetia and Rhaetiadan. Regardless, there remains one commonality between them-- Before she was Empress Rhaetia, she was the Separti warrior-saint Ruah Ziva.

Symbolism

Today, much of the material wealth of Separti has been long-since mined out and shipped away across the far reaches of Rhaetiadan. During the Anterhaetian Age though, the island of Separti had such rich veins of gold it would marble the very cliffs. With gold so abundant in such an insular principality, precious species (gold, sliver, gemstones) were of little material value. Thus another rare commodity was needed to conduct trade, namely pearls, abalone, and seaglass. As trade began to open with the rest of the Realm, and several scandals involving the farming of pearls and forgery of seaglass resulted in a brief religious schism, Separti rapidly adopted a gold-backed system where the church would maintain sole ownership of minted species for international trade while a quasi-fiat currency was issued to the citizenry. By the time of Empress Rhaetia's ascension to the Huescan throne Separti had cemented itself as the only reliable and effective central banking system in Rhaetiadan, a title it has held for 750 years.

Despite this seaglass remains a strong motif in Separti art. Ruah Ziva, in particular, is often represented in golden armor adorned in mosaics of seaglass as mosaic was a unifying hobby shared by men, women, priests, poets, warriors, and nobility alike.

Bees are often considered a secondary symbol for Ruah Ziva, albeit one only shared cryptically among the Order of Ruah Ziva. It is said, often smugly in hushed tones among her most devout, that it holds a specially hidden significance about the true nature of Ruah Ziva’s connection to the Godhead that can only be understood through years of meditation and monastic study.

Order of Ruah Ziva, and the Worship of Ruah Ziva

Worship of St. Ruah Ziva in Separti is complicated. The pluralist, gestalt identity nature of Ruah Ziva in Separti mysticism differs greatly from Huesca’s interpretation of the goddess Rhaetia. Ruah Ziva is worshiped not as a living god, but as the Last Saint & Prophet who acted as a vessel for the Godhead to forge the Oversoul of Rhaetiadan. For the Separti, the world is in its final stage where gradually all magic and faith will gravitate to the Oversoul until all of humanity is united under the One True God. For 700 years, the Order of Ruah Ziva was dedicated to this interpretation acting as willing vessels for the Breath of God to help shepherd the rest of Rhaetiadan to its collective salvation.

But with the fall of the Rhaetian Era, the Order of Ruah Ziva was face with a crisis of faith. Old Huesca, once bound with Separti in the worship of Ruah Ziva through Rhaetia, gradually declined before being deposed by the Ommiads in all but the hinterlands. The dual revolutions of Gevaur and Tworoika ripped both once proud kingdoms from God's light. No, it seemed, this world’s salvation was not yet assured. The flock needed to be led, by hook or by crook, back toward salvation. Thus the order of Ruah Ziva once again took up the role of The Conqueror, marshaling their forces in the ancient fortress monastery port of Ruach to build an army capable of one last grand cherem to safeguard mankind's apotheosis.

The Order of Ruah Ziva is the most jingoistic and zealous of the Separti sects now, waiting for the right moment for a grand confrontation that they hope will restore the world to the glory of when the Breath of God swept over the land. But the scale of such a confrontation would be near apocalyptic indeed, and it remains to be seen if they would emerge the better for it.

[sireunize]

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✧ watching anime : haikyuu, slam dunk, jujutsu kaisen, bungou stray dogs, moriarty the patriot, tokyo revengers, blue lock, oshi no ko, kuroko no basket, horimiya and many more.

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Taylor Swift, NIKI, Keenan Te, JKT48, Ziva Magnolya, Tiara, Lyodra, Mahalini, Juicy Luicy, Praise Worship songs.

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[bollywood143114]

Dhoni's sister is more than a heroine. Here's a glimpse of Mahi's entire family

Mahendra Singh Dhoni Family Photos: Called the most successful captain in the history of Indian cricket, Mahendra Singh Dhoni does not depend on any identity today. Dhoni is also known as 'Captain Cool' in the world of cricket. 41-year-old Mahendra Singh Dhoni was born on 7 July 1981 to a simple family in Ranchi. Mahendra Singh Dhoni's dream since his childhood was to become a big cricketer. In that situation, he was completely focused on his game from the start. However, on his cricket trips, his sister Jayanti supported him more than his parents. Mahendra Singh Dhoni's sister Jayanti was always with him in all his decisions. In that situation, let me introduce you to Mahendra Singh Dhoni's sister Jayanti and his whole family and tell you who does what. Who is Dhoni's sister Jayanti? Mahendra Singh Dhoni's sister name is Jayanti. Dhoni sees her sister as her greatest companion on her journey to success. Dhoni says that his older sister Jayanti has been most instrumental in helping him get to where he is today. In fact, his family was very upset that Dhoni was playing cricket and never wanted Dhoni to play cricket. It has always been his dream for Dhoni to get an education and become a civil servant. However, in Dhoni's journey to become a cricketer, his sister fully supported him and convinced his family members to do the same. Please tell me that Mahendra Singh Dhoni's sister Jayanti is working as a teacher in the school. What does Paan Singh, the father of Mahendra Singh Dhoni, do? Mahendra Singh Dhoni was born into a very simple family. He was born in the house of Paan Singh, a simple man. Mahendra Singh Dhoni's father, Paan Singh, is a resident of Almora, Uttarakhand. However, he came to Ranchi in 1964 with his family and settled down. Paan Singh worked for MECON company. Here he worked as a pump driver and lived with his family in Ranchi's Doranda Colony. Who is Mahendra Singh Dhoni's mother Devki Devi? Dhoni's mother's name is Devki Devi who has been a housewife. Devaki Devi devoted her whole life to nurturing and worshiping her children. Devki Devi is very close to Mahendra Singh Dhoni. Mahendra Singh Dhoni's older brother Narendra Singh Dhoni Dhoni's elder brother's name is Narendra Singh Dhoni. Please tell me Donnie is the youngest of three siblings. Talking about Narendra Singh Dhoni, let's say he entered the world of politics as the leader of the Samajwadi Party. From 2009 he started political activities in BJP, but left BJP after 4 years and went back to SP. Please tell me that Mahendra Singh Dhoni's brother Narendra Singh Dhoni gave up taxes many years ago. At this time, Dhoni was only 10 years old. What does Mahendra Singh Dhoni's wife Sakshi do? Dhoni's wife's name is Sakshi Rawat. Mahendra Singh Dhoni and Sakshi Rawat got married on 4 July 2010. Sakshi Rawat is 7 years younger than Mahendra Singh Dhoni. Sakshi was born on 19 November 1988 in Guwahati. The biggest thing Sakshi and Dhoni have in common is that both fathers worked for MECON Limited. Both had to visit each other's families. In that situation, Dhoni and Sakshi already knew each other. Sakshi studied hotel management in Aurangabad. Sakshi is currently in charge of Donnie's agency. The sister-in-law, with a beauty comparable to Aishwarya, is overwhelmed by her figure despite being pregnant with two children Dhoni and Sakshi have a very beautiful daughter, Ziva Dhoni. Mahendra Singh Dhoni and Sakshi got married in 2010. On February 6, 2015, after five years of marriage, Sakshi gave birth to a daughter named Ziva Dhoni. Jeeva is 7 years old and is often seen having fun with her father. Shatruhan’s servant proposed to Poonam on a moving train, and her mother-in-law was shocked to see that she was black. DISCLAIMER We’ve taken all measures to insure that the information handed in this composition and on our social media platform is believable, vindicated and sourced from other Big media Houses. For any feedback or complaint, reach out to us at bollywoodofindiaa@gmail.com Read the full article

[dwaynepride]

this week on Ziva Stans Are The Worst

[tumbleweed-palmer]

WAIT OOPS, I meant to clarify, 1 as in the one about kissing scars.

This turned into an angst hurt/comfort fic.

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Jimmy Palmer would be lying if he tried to pretend that he didn’t kind of admire the NCIS field agents. To say that he’d developed a little bit of a hero worship for them would be an understatement. He couldn’t help himself and he didn’t think anyone could blame him. They were the closest thing to real life superheroes you could possibly find.

He’d long stood at the sidelines watching the NCIS field agents in action. He had developed an admiration for them all. McGee was a genius who despite his nerdier appearance managed to be quite brave. Although Tony was irksome at best he still had a certain bond like suaveness to him, but Jimmy would never tell him that of course. DiNozzo’s ego was big enough as it was. Ziva was the definition of a badass. She was tough as nails and had somehow decided that Jimmy wasn’t lame enough to earn her friendship. It had helped of course that he’d endeared himself to Ziva after helping her tune her new piano. Then there was Gibbs, Gibbs was the O.G. badass agent. Jimmy had an obvious hero worship for Agent Gibbs.

So, he guessed it should have been no shock that the hero worship he had for NCIS field agents had meant he’d fall for the newest addition to the team.

Special Agent Y/N Y/L/N was a fresh transfer from the FBI. This fact of course had put her at odds with the rest of the team, but Jimmy had done his best to place aside the team’s known hostility towards the FBI and try to extend a welcoming energy to Y/N.

It had been easy to be welcoming to her, and he’d be lying if he tried to claim that this wasn’t due to the fact that Special Agent Y/L/N just so happened to be a stunning young woman.

She also had quite a reputation given her young age at the time she’d been recruited for the FBI. She was allegedly some kind of genius, or at least that’s what the whispers around NCIS had alluded to.

She was younger than Jimmy and already so accomplished. He’d found this fact fascinating. Of course she had been placed on a probationary status, as part of the conditions of her transfer. She hadn’t seemed to mind the knock down on the totem pole though. She’d shown up with her head held high trying to pretend that she wasn’t aware her coworkers had been gossiping about her.

The whispered rumors about the newest edition to NCIS had only made her more fascinating to Jimmy Palmer. When he’d caught sight of her that fascination had quickly melded into a big fat crush that seemed obvious to everyone but her.

She was better than the rumors had made her sound. No, she wasn’t the magical gifted genius everyone had whispered about, but she was still brilliant enough. She was as brilliant and as badass as she was beautiful.

Jimmy was a big fan from the start. He’d developed a pesky habit of sending her hearteyes at every crime scene and it hadn’t gone unnoticed by Dr. Mallard who’d encouraged him to make his move on her. Gibbs might have rules against agents dating, but Dr. Mallard had reassured Jimmy that he was not an NCIS field agent so this rule most likely did not apply to him.

Still Jimmy had been hesitant to make a move. Y/N just seemed so cool. She seemed as though she should be dating some other badass agent not the Autopsy Gremlin. Jimmy had resigned himself to hopelessly crushing on her knowing that she wouldn’t be interested in him.

He’d watched her from afar soaking up the few interactions they’d had learning all he could about her.

He’d found that there was so much to admire about her. She was intelligent and well spoken. She was a hard worker. She was funny though she seemed to have the same bad habit Jimmy had of making the wrong joke at the wrong time. Jimmy had learned so much about her that he almost felt a bit like a stalker. He’d learned that she liked matcha green tea and that was her usual morning drink of choice. She had iced mocha lattes on payday though. She preferred banana nut muffins and hated cranberries. She took yoga on Monday nights. She had a couple of dates in the time that she’d been working for NCIS, but much to Jimmy’s relief she’d admitted to Ziva that these dates had been utter failures. She owned a very fat ancient tabby cat named Comet and she complained that he often left fur on every black piece of clothing she owned, and she’d begun to keep lint rollers in her desk to combat this. She had an amazing cherry white chocolate cookie recipe and it had been a hit when she brought them to the NCIS Christmas party. She drove a red Volkswagen beetle and didn’t take kindly to Tony’s comment on it being a chick car. She admitted to McGee that she was kind of a video game nerd which had endeared her to Jimmy all the more given his own enjoyment of video games. She could beat Abby at Mario Kart and wasn’t a gloater about her wins. She was from a small town near the Canadian border, and she’d learned to ice skate like a pro by the time she was eight. She’d graduated from high school early and had been recruited for the FBI soon after college. She’d excelled there but had requested a transfer quite suddenly and she seemed closed off when she was questioned about it.

Jimmy had also learned that Y/N was as tough as nails. He’d realized just how tough she was when she’d been punched on a case by a suspect who’d apparently never learned not to hit women especially women who carried a gun. Y/N had reacted by defending herself quite well and rightfully doing more damage to the suspect than he’d done to her. The idiot had the privilege of having his ass kicked by Y/N and adding assaulting a federal agent on to his list of offenses. When Jimmy had heard what had happened, he’d been even more in love. It was almost funny, she looked so defenseless really, petite and innocent, but she packed a lot of punch, and it always took people who underestimated her off guard.

The punching incident hadn’t been all bad, it was what had finally pushed Jimmy Palmer to man up and make his move on the pretty young agent.

Tony had mentioned the incident to Jimmy a grin on his lips as he’d spoken to Jimmy after the incident, he all too eager to go share the news with Jimmy and rattle the man’s cage given Jimmy’s obvious pathetic crush on Y/N. Tony had started a bet with McGee to see how long it would take Jimmy to make a move given how obvious his amorous feelings were. “Autopsy Gremlin your girlfriend knocked a guy out”

Jimmy of course had blushed and had stuttered out a “she’s not my girlfriend.” Which had earned him a “that’s because you won’t ask her out.” From Tony.

Tony hadn’t had time to press the issue because Jimmy had spoken unable to hide the frantic energy from his voice. “Is she okay though? She’s fine, right?”

Tony had smirked nodding his head. “Don’t worry Romeo, Juliet’s just got a black eye. Pretty sure Gibbs is sending her down to Autopsy sometime today to get an ice pack. Since Ducky is out sick, it looks like you get to play doctor. Don’t go playing hide the scalpel with Y/N though. The dead don’t need to see Autopsy Gremlin mating rituals.”

Jimmy had felt his cheeks go all the more scarlet he only managing to work out a less than smooth “shut up.”

Gibbs had done just what Tony had suggested he would. He’d had sent her down to Autopsy to receive a little medical care. Ducky had been out on a rare bout of flu which had meant Jimmy had been trusted to fly solo.

When Y/N had come down requesting an ice pack Jimmy had clearly been a nervous wreck. His hands had shaken as he’d attempted to administer first aid having spotted that Tony had forgotten to mention the split lip Y/N had gotten along with her black eye.

She’d seemed hesitant to accept the aid, but Jimmy had reassured her reminding her that he was technically in medical school and could recognize the risk of letting a split lip go untreated.

To be honest Jimmy was a little upset that she’d waited hours to come down to Autopsy and request help, but he’d held it in choosing to channel this upset through tending to her.

He’d of course felt his cheeks flush the act of touching her enjoyable even with the circumstances. He kept remembering Tony’s jokes about playing hide the scalpel. As if Y/N would ever let him have the chance.

As he’d stared down into Y/N’s eyes Jimmy had a sudden realization. Who was to say she wouldn’t give him a chance? His own insecurities were the only ones who had anything to say about his lack of a chance.

He should just man up and ask her on one date. The worst thing she could do was reject him and if that was the case, he was more than capable of putting his big boy pants on and respecting her choice without making things awkward between them.

As he finally cleaned her split lip and found an ice pack for her eye, he’d managed to work up the nerve to say it. “Do you have plans tonight?”

“You mean other than sitting with an ice pack on my eye?” She deadpanned cringing as she noticed the slump to Jimmy’s shoulders at her response, he taking her sardonic comment as a clear sign she wasn’t in the mood for whatever he was about to suggest.

She spoke up clearing her voice trying her best to make her voice lighter. “I’m joking…What did you have in mind?”

Jimmy took a deep breath praying to anyone who might be listening that he wasn’t about to have his heart shattered. He worked the words out knowing he was babbling like an idiot, but he felt the words flow he unable to stop them. “There’s this new arcade opening near my apartment…it’s uh, it’s old school video games. I think you just play a flat fee, and you can play as long as the money lasts and since the machines all take nickels it’s a good value. I heard you mention that you like video games to McGee and I uh…not that I was eavesdropping, I just overheard it and I know Abby and you have played video games together when she’s gone out with you on the weekends…but would you like to go to this arcade with me, and maybe have dinner, as in a first date…it can be an only one date if you have an awful time, or it doesn’t have to be a date if you aren’t interested…You can say no if you want, no hard feelings.”

Jimmy held his breath almost certain that she was going to tell him no. A little voice in the back of his brain told him that she was far too cool and far too attractive for him. She was a ten and could so easily kick his ass. She wanted a manly man who carried a badge. She would want someone like Gibbs, not the Autopsy Gremlin who may have abs but couldn’t pass a field agent test to save his life.

He released his breath as she finally spoke her eyes widening a little. “That sounds fun, I’d really like that. I would agree to it being a date. As far as more dates goes, well we’ll just have to see how this one goes. I bet if you win me an arcade prize, I might give you a second date.”

Jimmy couldn’t stop the lovesick smile from crossing his lips he nodding his head eagerly. “I can win you a prize, the biggest one.”

She spoke as she hopped off the autopsy table, she’d been sitting on cringing a bit as the ice pack jostled against her eye. “Do you think I can get away with wearing sunglasses and not look like a douchebag? I really don’t want people to assume you gave me this black eye.”

Jimmy felt the words leave him without hesitation. “I’ll wear sunglasses too…we can both look like the biggest douchebags together.”

The laugh that had left her in response to his comment had made him fall all the harder for her.

They had both worn sunglasses on that first date, he’d worn a simple dark pair that had fit over his glasses, and she’d worn a pair of pink heart shaped sunglasses declaring if she was going to look weird, she was going to really go for it.

He had also succeeded at winning her an arcade prize. It hadn’t been the biggest one he’d promised but it had been one she’d requested, an honestly somewhat goofy looking bright pink stuffed giraffe.

That had earned him a promise of a second date and a kiss at the end of the night that had made him feel as though he was floating away.

That date had led to many others and they’d made things official.

That had been five months ago and it was obvious to anyone with half a brain cell that Jimmy Palmer was hopelessly in love with Y/N Y/L/N.

Falling in love with an NCIS agent unfortunately meant that the woman he loved would find herself placed in danger more often than not. It was a lesson Jimmy was learning.

Hearing the words Your girlfriend was stabbed at a suspect’s house were the last words Jimmy Palmer had ever wanted to hear.

She’d been out on the field with McGee ready to question a suspect when the sailor had stabbed her panicking thinking that NCIS had caught on to the robbery he’d been part of.

Jimmy felt like he might puke as he made his way down to Autopsy in the elevator. He couldn’t believe this was happening. How could this have happened? He wanted to curl up into a ball and scream. He was sure if the sailor who’d stabbed Y/N hadn’t been caught Jimmy would find him himself and rip him limb to limb as slowly as possible. He wanted to put the sailor on his Autopsy table.

He felt the bile rise in his throat as he entered Autopsy his eyes landing on Ducky standing over the woman Jimmy loved.

“It’s worse than it looks.” The voice sounded out making Jimmy choke back his vomit.

He spoke racing over to Ducky and her the words flying from it. “How could it be worse?”

“I could be dead.” Y/N offered giving him a sheepish smile only earning a stern frown in response from her boyfriend.

He stared down at her blood-soaked shirt his words frantic. “You should be at the hospital? Why didn’t McGee call and ambulance. You shouldn’t be here.”

She rolled her eyes fast to speak. “It’s only a superficial wound. Tell him Duck, it’s just as scratch.”

Dr. Mallard rolled his eyes ever so slightly fast to reply. “I’m not getting in between a lovers spat.”

He spoke again before Jimmy had a chance to fret further. “Mr. Palmer if you’d fetch me the first aid kit. I’d like to examine Y/N’s wound a little closer. I imagine she may need stitches judging by the bloodflow.”

Jimmy opened and shut his mouth pushing back the freakout over the mention of stitches, he dutifully following Ducky’s orders

Y/N spoke rolling her eyes once again. “It’s fine, I don’t need anyone babying me. I don’t know what everyone is freaking out over. Like I said it’s just a scratch. Just give me an alcohol pad to clean up and I’ll be out of your hair.”

Ducky was fast to speak shaking his head in response. “I will be the judge of that Agent Y/L/N.”

“I don’t need any help, I’m fine really. I just came for an alcohol pad.” Y/N insisted making a move to leave the table, but Dr. Mallard was fast to speak gently positioning her back on the table.

“When you show me your medical license, I’ll let you decide if all you need is an alcohol pad. Until then please cooperate.”

Y/N felt her stomach drop she suddenly losing her lighter sarcastic mood her eyes dropping to one spot at the corner of the room avoiding Dr. Mallard’s and her boyfriend’s gaze as she unfastened her blood-soaked shirt pulling it from her body.

Jimmy widened his eyes suddenly making sense of some of his girlfriend’s odd habits as he caught sight of her torso.

He’d noticed that during intimate moments Y/N usually kept her midsection covered. If she wore a cami to bed, she lowered it enough for Jimmy to have access to her breasts but never allowed Jimmy to pull the article of clothing from her body. It was the same story if she wore a dress. If she wore a button up top, she’d stop him mid-undressing her insisting she wanted to change into something more alluring. Then it was the same song and dance. In fact, any times his hands wandered to that area of her body she redirected his hands.

They’d only been intimate a few times thus far in her relationship. She’d claimed she wanted to move slow, and Jimmy hadn’t minded. He’d wait forever for her. He’d just assumed she had some insecurities with her body. He’d allowed her to take control when it came to their sex lives. He let her be the dominate one. If she pushed his hands down on the bed or redirected them to her breasts, he went with it.

Now he could see why she’d made him avoid her midsection. Her torso was lined with scars, deep pink painful looking marks that indicated something traumatic had happened to the woman he loved.

He felt the bile rise in his throat again not from disgust but from heartache. Why hadn’t she shared this with him? Why did she never mention it?

Dr. Mallard glanced at Jimmy’s reaction quickly getting the indication that the sight of these scars was new information to him. He thankfully didn’t mention it he jumping straight into action tending to the new wound at her left side.

He spoke only sticking to business filling the awkward silence in the room. “I’m going to suggest you go to your primary physician and request antibiotics. In the mean time you need to keep this area covered with bandages and avoid getting it wet. I’d suggest wrapping a garbage bag around your waist when you bathe. I’m sure Mr. Palmer can help you keep the bandages clean. The stitches will dissolve under water when the wound is completely healed. That is why it’s the upmost importance you keep this dry.”

Y/N avoided anyone’s eyes the only expression she made was a pained one when Dr. Mallard began working on her stitches.

Jimmy put his mind to the work at hand assisting Dr. Mallard his hands shaking everything in him screaming to let Ducky handle this and hold Y/N’s hand. Be there for her, his brain had screamed at him.

He felt paralyzed at the moment though. All he could do was focus on the one thing he knew he was good at, assisting Dr. Mallard.

After what felt like a brutal eternity Dr. Mallard finished his work easily sensing that the young couple needed a moment alone to process this entire situation. He spoke moving back from the table ridding himself of his exam gloves. “I’ll leave Mr. Palmer to do any clean up. I’ll give you your privacy.”

Though Y/N avoided his eyes Dr. Mallard did send her a look of sympathy as he stepped away and left the room.

Jimmy wordlessly began cleaning the mess he readying a clean bandage. She cringed as he placed the bandage over her wound gently smoothing it out.

As hard as she tried to stop it she couldn’t stop the tears from leaking from the corners of her eyes at Jimmy’s touch to the one area of her body she’d shielded from him for months now.

At the sight of her tears Jimmy broke taking her into his arms wrapping her tight in his embrace. She buried her head against his chest the tears coming hard she fully sobbing now crying loudly against him.

He ran his hand up and down her back trying his best to soothe her only managing to murmur soft words of reassurance to her mostly containing phrases such as “I have you. “I’m here.” “Don’t cry, I’ve got you.” “It’s okay.”

Her tears quietened after a long while it seeming as though she’d finally run out of the energy to keep going her body still shaking against him.

She wasn’t sure if she was shaking from the cold of Autopsy or the emotions still wrecking through her body.

Jimmy found the words he needing to say them. “If you aren’t ready to tell me what happened, I understand. We can wait as long as you need until you’re ready to share it with me.”

She managed to speak her voice soft. “I didn’t know how to tell the man I love the reason I put in a transfer to NCIS.”

Jimmy pressed a kiss to her forehead repeating himself. “You don’t have to tell me if you aren’t ready. I think the man you love, loves you enough to wait until you’re ready.”

Y/N found the strength his words filling her with the confidence she’d been lacking all these months. “I was used as bait…we were tracking a serial sadist…my old team, I was his type. He only had me for a little over 24 hours. He took his time with me...he used cigarettes and razor blades but he never went too deep. He wanted me alive to experience it all before he killed me. He was killed by one of my fellow agents when I was rescued. I still have nightmares about it. I went through my psych evaluation, got the therapy…I gave it six months of being back with the FBI…then I asked for a transfer. I figured I’d rather chase military criminals and terrorists than serial killers. I am learning not to hate the scars. I know I survived…but I just couldn’t show you…I came here wanting to forget everything that happened. Leaving the FBI wasn’t ideal, but I couldn’t do it anymore. I thought about going into the white collar crimes division…but I knew there was an opening with NCIS…and I wanted to get away from the FBI, Gibbs is the only one who knows about it. I guess he was briefed on my situation before I was recruited. I guess he decided I was undamaged enough for his team under the condition I see a therapist on Monday evenings after work.”

“Yoga.” Jimmy provided recalling what she supposedly did every Monday night.

She spoke her voice soft. “I don’t like keeping secrets from you. I think part of me was afraid that if you knew I’m damaged goods you might change your mind about liking me very much.”

Jimmy found the words he not hesitating. “You aren’t damaged goods, please don’t call yourself that. I could never change my mind about you. I wish you’d told me sooner but I guess you’re right, how do you tell the person you love about something that painful.”

They sat in silence for a long moment just soaking up the comfort Jimmy continuing to hold her he not loosening his grip on her.

Y/N finally found the words she finding the courage to express her fears. “Do you think I’m ugly?”

“Never, never could, never will.” Jimmy replied not hesitating to respond to her worries.

She spoke her voice soft she growing drowsy after the adrenaline rush of what had happened to her and the emotional turmoil of what she’d just explained to him. “I wish I didn’t have the scars.”

“If I could, I would kiss away all your scars.” Jimmy admitted wishing he could somehow find a way to do it. He’d do anything to take away the reminder of what she’d been through.

He spoke again the words leaving him so easily. “Please don’t hide them from me anymore…please baby, don’t hide from me. I don’t want you to hide them. I can’t kiss them away, but I would still be fine kissing them…if you’d let me. I know it’s a reminder of something awful that happened to you, but you lived. You’re right you survived. You won. I don’t want you to hide away from me when you were so brave and so strong to survive.”

She felt more tears come Jimmy fearing he’d screwed everything up and had been insensitive with his words. Maybe in his attempts to reassure her he’d made everything worse?

She spoke her voice still exhausted and weak. “It’s going to take time for me to feel comfortable not hiding. I can barely stand to see them in the mirror. I don’t want to hate them anymore. I’m so tired of hiding Jimmy.”

“We can work on it, we can work on you not hating them. I am going to be there for you 100 percent while your learn not to hate them. I love you and I’ll do anything to prove to you that you shouldn’t hate any part of your body.” Jimmy insisted continuing to stroke her skin relieved that she didn’t seem to be shying away now even when he touched her torso.

She spoke her eyes still leaking this time for an entirely different reason. “I love you Jimmy. I love you so much.”

He rocked her against him quick to say the words. “I love you so much, so much more than you know.”

She closed her eyes soaking up the sensation of him rocking her. Her mind felt heavy and her body ached.

She spoke her voice soft. “Take me home.”

She paused returning a bit to her old self. “And buy me ice cream on the way there.”

Jimmy snorted at this comment relieved to see she seemed to be brightening up. “Of course.”

He moved fast handing her the other thing he’d fetched when he’d gotten the first aid kit. She stared down at the scrub top as he spoke explaining it. “We always keep extras on hand…body fluid can sometimes shoot out. Even if we wear protective gear it’s a good idea to have spares.”

She scrunched her nose at this information taking the top knowing it was better than her blood-soaked shirt that she’d most likely have to throw out.

She stared up at Jimmy as she hopped down from the Autopsy table relieved to see the love that had always been his eyes still remained. He knew the truth about her past and he still loved her.

He took her hand in his the realization hitting her again. He loved her.

[chernobrnja]

Svarožić, the god of the Polapian Slavs, is one of the most mysterious deities of Slavic mythology. Everything we can learn about this god can be reduced to a few lines from Titmat's writings and barely a few words found on Russian monuments from the fourteenth, fifteenth and sixteenth centuries. However, even on the basis of such a small number of facts at our disposal, which contain information about the nature of Svarožić, we can conclude a lot about this deity, as well as about Slavic spirituality in general. What can we learn by reading the writings of the chronicler Titmar? Describing Radgost's temple in Retra, Titmar mentions images of gods located inside the temple, and among these images, the most impressive is the depiction of a deity called Svarozic. Titmar calls Svarožić the first of the gods depicted, the god most respected by the Retrians. This deity is depicted with a helmet on his head, a sword and a picture of a black bull on his chest. We see that this is a warrior deity, which, in addition to weapons and warrior equipment, also had its own flag, which also stood in Radgost's temple in Retra. The flags of all the gods depicted were kept in the temple until the moment when the Retrians went to war. Then the flags would be taken out of the temple and carried into battle, presumably to provide the Retrians with divine help in the coming battle. Russian monuments from the fourteenth, fifteenth and sixteenth centuries describe Svarozic in a completely different way. It is not mentioned here that it is about any warrior deity, but Svarožić is defined as a deity of fire. The Slavs "pray to the fire and call it Svarozic" says a source from the sixteenth century, while a somewhat older source states that the fires among the Russians are called Svarozic. Based on this, we can conclude that Svarožić, like Simargl, was a deity of fire, while his warrior characteristics are related, above all, to the warrior mentality of our ancestors, the ancient Slavs. Because as we know, rarely a Slavic deity did not have warrior characteristics, even female deities were in some way connected with the war (remember the image of Ziva on a warrior flag or the legendary bird Mater Sva from Veles' book).The etymological analysis of Svarožić's name will strengthen our thesis according to which Svarožić is defined as a fiery deity. Namely, the same root of the word that is in Svarog's and Svarožić's name is in the Russian word svarit which means "forge" as well as in the Romanian word sfarog whose meaning is "fried". Also, the study of family ties among the Slavic gods will bring us a handful of information about Svarožić's fiery nature. This deity, as we know, is called Svarog's son, which is what his name says because the suffix -ić is related, above all, to his origin and family affiliation. In the Serbian language, the most common surnames end in -ić, so we have the Marković family, whose oldest ancestor is Marko, the Petrović family and their ancestor Petra, and Ivanović, Janković, Jovanović, etc. Svarožić is, therefore, the son of Svarog, the god of heavenly fire when many consider him a heavenly blacksmith, that is, the Slavic Hephaestus. Svarozic's brothers are Dajbog, Horz and Simargl, who sometimes call themselves Svarozic.

Now we come to a specific characteristic of the Slavic spiritual system which is manifested in the fact that the most important Slavic deities are of a fiery nature. Namely, the Slavic principle is often emphasized in Slavic spirituality, while the Slavs themselves are called admirers of fire. Veles' book calls the Slavs Dazhbog's grandchildren, while Russian monuments state that the Slavs worship fires, that is. They'll fight. The holy drink of the Slavs is surica, a drink inextricably linked to the sun and solar energy. All this tells us that the Slavs kept the Vedic cult of fire in their religious system, which was transferred from their Aryan ancestral homeland to the new Slavic homeland.

From all this we can conclude that the most important function of Svarožić is the one that defines him as a deity of fire. Its nature is, therefore, bright and solar, which is a feature of most Slavic deities. Spasoje Vasiljev, moreover, considers Svarozic to be the sun god himself, thus emphasizing his solar nature. Through studying and analyzing Svarožić's nature, we can learn a lot about Slavic spirituality in general, because the fact that Slavs respected Svarožić tells us a lot about the basic features of the old Slavic religion. Whether the Svarožićs were holy fires or the fire gods themselves, we can freely conclude that the Slavs were the legitimate heirs of the ancient Vedas whose faith was based on respect for light and fire as the supreme physical and spiritual principle. Evidence of the connection between the Slavs and the Vedas can be found in the most important Aryan scripture - Manu's Code. Apart from the similarity of this code with the code of the Serbian emperor Dusan, in this document we can also find information that one of the six Aryan rulers - Manu, was none other than Svarozic.

[fbiartist]

Ziva’s hands specifically should be worshiped. They’re lovely and purposeful and instruments of creation. 

[d3r-d4s-di3-dex]

My Slavic pagan brothers, sisters and all comrades;

what is your favourite hobby/thing to do that has something in common with your deity and worship?

(and hobbies in general ofc)

[tumbleweedpalmer]

Reasons Jimmy is the only man worth any respect:

Loves (loved 😭) his late wife Breena and clearly worshiped the ground she walked on. Would legit do anything to make her happy. Seriously he would have left ncis and given up his happiness when Ed offered him a job at the funeral home, just because he thought it would make Breena the happiest.

Clearly doted over his wife and was proud of her profession. He was president and proud founder of the Breena Slater fan club

Wanted to be a father so badly (he tried to adopt and was heartbroken when it fell through) and seems to enjoy parenthood now that he has a daughter

Had a traumatic childhood (depending on which writer was in charge of the episode that day) but still is a loving positive person

He dealt with the trauma and hatred he felt for his father (who is hinted to be abusive or just flat out a bad person. I mean Jimmy felt relief when the man died so...) before his daughter was born because he didn’t want past trauma to impact his ability to be the best father he could be

Genuinely loves his job and is passionate about it

Is passionate about learning (the only one who seemed to enjoy ducky’s stories most of the time)

Seems to worry about winning the approval of people he respects to the point that he clearly lights up when ducky or Gibbs praises him

Is overall a positive person who tries to have a good optimistic viewpoint on life despite seeing things everyday that prove that life is harsh and death is inevitable

Cares about his friends and loves his job to the point of being secretive about if he passed his M.E. Exam because he was afraid everyone would want him to get a better job and move on with his life and he didn’t want to leave his friends

He failed his M.E. Exam more than once but didn’t give up and still maintained the drive to achieve his goals

it is implied that he emails his mom often (when was the last time you called your mom huh?)

Offers advice to his friends and genuinely shows concern and distress when they seem troubled

Is generally a pretty intuitive guy when it comes to recognizing distress in the people he cares for. He tries his best to be empathetic with others when he sees they’re upset. He genuinely seems to recognize pain and tries his best to help.

Seems to have too much empathy from what we see of him talking about Gibbs’ past and understanding what Gibbs does everyday to keep living despite his immense loss.

Literally had to have Ed as a father in law and never once murdered him. So patience of an saint

Literally adores Ducky so much that when ducky had a heart attack he tried to insist on keeping by his bedside or having breena stay by his bedside

Literally loves Ducky enough to name his daughter after ducky’s mom

Wants the best for ducky and is shown being excited at the prospect of ducky having romantic interests.

That time he helped Ducky make a Facebook profile.

That time he tuned Ziva’s piano

Has embraced the name Autopsy Gremlin and is proud of it because he knows Tony doesn’t actually disrespect him

Is honestly a poster child for anxiety and awkwardness but still manages to find fulfillment (until the writers hurt him this season)

Offered “how to dad” advice and guidance to Tony and was willing to step in and be there for him to guide him on parenting Tali. He brought organic sweet potatoes to feed Tali in his lil dad fannypack!!! 😭🥺

Offered advice to Ziva and reassured her about Tali remembering her

Has maintained his place as a confidant to everyone and is willing to listen to people’s worries (Tony, Ziva, Kasie, Nick, Emily, etc.)

He freaking went on a paint and sip night with nick!!!

And punched someone for being homophobic

Roped Nick into donating money to that playground that was assessable for kids with disabilities and was passionate about the playground because he wanted every kid to have access to something as simple as a playground

He’s afraid of pigs....oh hon (I mean they will eat anything...including people, so fair)

Most over affectionate sob on the planet. Literally hugs everyone and clearly has a touch/affection based love language

He likes Gibbs head slaps and considers it an honor

Gibbs and Ducky are his dads and he won’t take constructive criticism on this fact

Over enthusiastic to the point of being like Mary Poppins on crack even at crime scenes

Just a good pure bean of a cinnamon roll and if the writers make his life worse I will hunt them down Liam Neeson style

Thank you for coming to my Tedtalk on why Jimmy Palmer is the only man worthy of respect. Thank you 🙏

[peterpan-in-neverland]

Writing Masterpost

Anne With an E

Anne Shirley Cuthbert/Gilbert Blythe

Flashover (n.)

just think of the fun things we could do

we can follow the sparks (i’ll drive)

and the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Zuko/Katara

sur le thème du mouvement [les étoiles s'écroulent]

as if you were on fire from within/the moon lives in the lining of your skin

(though i handle the wood) i still worship the flame

Bridgerton (TV)

Anthony Bridgerton/Kathani “Kate” Sharma

Scabulous (Adj.)

Derry Girls (TV)

James Maguire/Erin Quinn

i could never understand you hating music to hold hands to

The Folk of the Air

Jude Duarte/Cardan Greenbriar

in the night i am wild-eyed, and you got me now

Grishaverse

Shadow and Bone (TV)

Kaz Brekker/Inej Ghafa

either i’m careless or i want to get caught

like a heartbeat (drives you mad)

Six of Crows - Leigh Bardugo

Kaz Brekker/Inej Ghafa

always surprised by what i do for love (some things i never expect)

in talking about loving men, my other suggests loving a knife

i could never define all that you are to me

the horizon tries but it’s just not as kind on the eyes

always pushing you away from me (but you come back with gravity)

this love left a permanent mark (this love is glowing in the dark)

Nikolai Series - Leigh Bardugo

Nikolai Lantsov/Zoya Nazyalensky

in the tongue and teeth of old

a dwindling mercurial high

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

Amanda Rollins/Dominick “Sonny” Carisi Jr.

Too Close

looking down on these bright blue city lights

thinking, oh god, i’m in over my head

prohibition in curls

diplomat in politics of lonely

Ms. Marvel (TV 2022)

Bruno Carrelli/Kamala Khan

the only one who’s got enough of me to break my heart

Basorexia (n.)

NCIS

Ziva David/Anthony DiNozzo

and i know that i’ll lose but it’s not living (if it’s not with you)

two yellow tightropes, i’m making good time

Never Have I Ever

Devi Vishwakumar/Ben Gross

Never Have I Ever… Hooked Up With My Arch-Nemesis

Sonder (n.)

Agnosthesia (n.)

let there be damage ensued and tabloid news

Pâro (n.)

our coming of age has come and gone

tried to change the ending

rock n roll is here to stay

Worlds of Starlight

Metanoia (n.)

Morii (n.)

musings at 1:56 am

baby, you’re the end of june

everything’s growing in our garden, you don’t have to know that it’s haunted

that kind of luxe just ain’t for us (we crave a different kind of buzz)

no amount of freedom gets you clean (i still got you all over me)

i got you a present (i went downtown to get it)

Eleanor Wong/Paxton Hall-Yoshida

and that kind of love

don’t expect me to play fair

Ecstatic Shock (n.)

and why i’ve spent my whole life trying to put it into words

baby be the class clown, i’ll be the beauty queen in tears

what must it be like to grow up that beautiful?

Devi Vishwakumar/Paxton Hall-Yoshida

tossing pennies in the pool

and all at once (you’re all i want)

November 19, 2020

Kamala Nandiwadal/Manish Kulkarni

(but tell me) did the wind sweep you off your feet?

December  31, 2020-January 1, 2021

Rebecca Hall-Yoshida/Original Male Character (Cameron)

Anemoia (n.)

June 18, 2018

Mohan Vishwakumar/Nalini Vishwakumar

October 22, 2001

Ben Gross/Aneesa Qureshi

October 27, 2020

Single Parents

Will Cooper/Angie D’Amato

Gently Buzzed and Briefly Stockholm Syndrome-d

Some Kind of Wonderful (1987)

Keith Nelson/Watts

(but i'm not just being blue) 'cause i have fallen, shape and color too

Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Chrissy Cunningham/Eddie Munson

makes me feel like i’m losing my mind

she’s so sweet with her get back stare

cover me with kisses (baby) cover me with love

might need a break from all the real life

little freak (you sit high atop the kitchen counter)

and romanticized the time i saw flowers in your hair

saw a wide smirk on your face (you knew the entire time)

10 Things I Hate About You

Kat Stratford/Patrick Verona

i can see he’s not in your good books (if he were i would burn my library)

[pro-bee]

What random Ziva headcanons fo you have? Like just little quirks or traits

Oh man, Anon, this is a loaded question!

I have so many, but now that I have to actually put them down, I can’t think of them, lol.

OK, I’m fascinated by Ziva’s backstory, so here are some of those:

- This maybe isn’t so much head canon as just extrapolating actual canon, but to me it’s obvious Ziva was very close with Ari, to the point that she was completely blindsided by his betrayal the way she was not at all by her father’s. I can’t remember if I posted this already, or if I wrote it in a fic, but because of the rather significant age difference between her and her brother, in my head, she saw Ari as kind of her protector. She worshipped him the way girls do their big brothers. When her parents would fight, Ari would be the one who would show up and take her for a drive, just so that she could get out of the house. Sometimes they’d talk, sometimes they wouldn’t say a word. She felt like Ari was the only one who really understood her.

- (I have a lot of Ari/Ziva feelings. Don’t get me wrong, he was a fucking sociopath, but the thing is, that while that may be true, that wasn’t the person Ziva experienced. So she knows, logically, that he was a bad person, but that doesn’t negate how she felt with her brother. It’s like the Ari she grew up with and the Ari she discovered in the Kill Ari arc are two different people in her mind.)

- Because the show never talked about Ziva’s mother, I actually had a head canon for awhile that Ziva’s mother either committed suicide, or essentially died of a broken heart after Sister!Tali died. (E.g. actually let her health slide, or had some sort of illness and refused treatment.) I know the real reason they never talked about Ziva’s mother is because the writers didn’t think of her until Season 10, but it’s also curious that Ziva would repeatedly reference her siblings, who both died in horrific circumstances, even her brother who of anyone you’d think she’d want to push away, and her grandparents and aunts and uncles, but she never spoke of her mother. (I think “Safe Harbour” is the first time she reveals her mother died? And there’s the one episode where she tells Gibbs her mother never told her the truth about Eli.) It’s like she blocked her mom out of her memory. But then Tony says in PPF that Ziva’s mom was killed in Amman, so there goes that idea. 

- So, my new head canon, sort of, is that Ziva’s mother was, like, a journalist or something, I don’t know -- something that would have had her leaving Ziva and Tali more as they hit their teenage years, leaving Ziva to feel even more alone and like she was on her own, which is how Eli’s attention and approval came to mean even more to her, despite the fact that he was away so much as well. Like, you all know I hate Eli and think he was a garbage person (if he were real, of course), but the flashbacks in Season 10/11 show that Ziva was close with him as a young girl, at least until he left the family when she was 12? 13?, even though she’s also said he was never present when he was home, and she was always seeking that spotlight, literally and figuratively speaking. (Whoo boy, that was a sentence.) Anyway, I can see teenage Ziva, who’s probably mad at both of her parents just under the surface (at Eli for leaving, and at her mother for letting him leave), who is going through normal teenage things, and then as she gets older, her mother is away more and more, and it’s already a contentious relationship, and then Eli redirects his attention to her now that she’s almost grown up and is more useful to him... It’s no wonder she falls under his thumb, even considering their own issues.

- ANYWAY I forgot where I was going with this. But, yeah, Ziva’s mom having some sort of job that would make her travel, would explain how she ended up somewhere outside of the country, by herself, where she was killed. 

- So I’m now pretending Ziva was like 16 when her mom died. (I used to think she was in her early 20s, not long before she joined NCIS.) And she took it upon herself to be the “strong one” for Tali. Her whole family praised her for keeping it together and setting a good example for her sister. On the inside, she was broken, but didn’t even know it.

- HA SORRY DIDN’T MEAN TO MAKE YOU ALL CRY.

- I think I said this in a fic, but I also have a head canon that Ziva’s mom loved American/English culture, which is why Ziva did have some exposure to American movies and loved English Lit, and why she said she wanted to travel to America in her “I Will” list as a kid. (This was also a point of contention between her parents.)

- Despite the harsh circumstances, Ziva actually loved her early time in the military, because for the first time in what felt like ages, she felt like she had a group of peers who could kind of understand what she was going through, and she could relax and be herself a little bit, without the family pressure weighing on her. (Of course, that was until she joined the family business, as it were.)

- I really didn’t mean for this to be heavy lmao. I was starting off like “Ziva still loves to dance!” and now I’m like “let’s explore her psyche lmao”

- I’m gonna end this here because this got too long lol

Keep ‘em coming! LOL I can probably think of more if I am given, like, a specific prompt of something. Like “Ziva + ?”

[faeryqueenwitch]

⭐⭐⭐Deities⭐⭐⭐

⭐ In Wicca, the deities are gods or goddesses that we follow and worship. There are so many deities that you could follow and many ways that you can choose to see and worship them. There are no right or wrong choices here. It simply depends on what feels right to you- which deities you feel drawn to and also the path that you decide to take as a Witch. ⭐ Do not be put off Wicca because the idea of having a god or goddess doesn’t feel like your thing. Following deities is actually very simple. A lot of Wiccans don’t think of gods and goddesses as actual people, higher beings, someone that once existed or as all-knowing creators of everything. Instead, we view deities as personifications of nature. Each deity represents a different aspect of something that we experience on this earth, including the natural world; there is a god or goddess to represent every single aspect of the earth and all that comes with it. It becomes easier to connect with nature if we see aspects of it in human form, because we find it easier to understand and visualize looking up to, listening to and communicating with people. So, we see deities as just human forms of nature. For example, the Armenian deity Anahit is the goddess of fertility,healing,wisdom, and water, and we think of her as the personification of these elements and powers and the spiritual energies surrounding them. Of course, you can also believe in deities in the traditional way, as supernatural powers that keep whatever they represent and look after in balance; that’s just another way of believing in your deities. ⭐ Some witches might follow a group or pantheon of deities such as the Celtic, Norse or Egyptian gods and goddesses. It’s also a common idea that gods and goddesses from different pantheons represent similar things, so they are actually similar deities that have originated from and developed and adapted in different civilizations and cultures throughout the world. If you believe this train of thought and you are happy to potentially honour all of the deities, depending on which feels right for you at the time, you could be an eclectic witch , or you could just choose one group of deities to work with if you prefer and still follow this belief, but just choose one pantheon that suits you best and you feel drawn to. Some witches only worship one or two deities and others may choose to work with one god or goddess if the pull towards that one deity seems sufficient. Some witches follow the traditional Gardnerian teaching, believing there is only one god and one goddess- the god of the sun and the goddess of the moon. There are so many deities deities that you can follow from different cultures and countries. Don’t worry if it takes you a while to find which gods and goddesses feel right for you. You can worship deities from anywhere in the world, but there are a few common ones that you hear about frequently in Wicca. This doesn’t mean that you have to follow these ones, there are just a few of the options:

(ALSO YOU CAN CHOOSE NOT TO WORK WITH ANY DEITY/GOD OR GODDESS, MAKE YOUR CRAFT YOUR OWN <3 )

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GREEK:

Apollo- god of music,prophecy, truth, healing, the sun and light

Aphrodite- goddess of love, beauty, eternal youth and fertility

Ares- god of war

Artemis- goddess of the hunt, wild animals, chastity and childbirth

Asteria- goddess of falling stars and night-time prophecies

Athena- goddess of wisdom, strength, crafts and knowledge

Aura- goddess representing a gentle breeze

Demeter- goddess of the harvest

Eos- goddess of the dawn

Eros- god of love

Hecate- goddess of magick, witchcraft, ghosts and the night

Hades- god of the underworld

Helios- god of the sun

Hera- goddess of women, marriage and family

Hermes- god of trade, shepherds, travel and literature,particularly of poets, also the messenger of the gods

Nyx- goddess of the night

Persephone- goddess of the spring and queen of the underworld

Poseidon- god of the sea, earthquakes, floods and horses

Rhea- mother of gods and goddess of motherhood and female fertility

Selene- goddess of the moon

Styx- goddess of the river Styx which divides earth from the underworld

Thea- goddess of sight and divine light

Zeus- the god of the sky and the ruler of the Olympian gods

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ROMAN:

Apollo- god of light, music and healing

Aurora- goddess of the dawn

Bacchus- god of wine, farming and fertility

Ceres- goddess of the harvest and a mother’s love

Cupid- god of love

Diana- goddess of the hunt, nature and the moon

Juno- goddess of love and marriage

Jupiter- god of thunder and sky

Luna- goddess of the moon

Mars- god of war

Minerva- goddess of wisdom, war, commerce, crafts and poetry

Neptune- god of the sea

Pluto- god of the underworld

Proserpine- goddess of the underworld

Sol- god of the sun

Terra- goddess of the earth

Venus- goddess of love

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EGYPTIAN:

Amun- god of the sun, the air and life

Anubis- god of the dead

Bast- goddess of protection, cats and of the home

Bes- god of war, but also of the home

Hapi- god of water and fertility who brought the annual flooding to the Nile

Hathor- goddess of joy,love,motherhood,beauty and fertility

Horus- protector of Egypt

Isis- goddess of fertility and empowerment

Khensu- god of the moon

Maat- goddess of truth,justice,stability and harmony

Min- god of fertility and male sexuality

Mut- goddess, mother figure

Neith- goddess of war

Nut- goddess of the sky and the heavens

Osiris- god of the afterlife

Ptah- god of craftsmen and creation

Ra- god of the sun

Sekhmet- goddess of destruction,war and healing

Set- god of disorder, storms and war

Shu- god of dry air and the earth’s atmosphere

Taweret- goddess of childbirth

Tefnut- goddess of water, moisture and rain

Thoth- god of writing, science, magick and the moon

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CELTIC:

Aine Of Knockainey- goddess of love, crops, and farms

Airmid- goddess of medicinal plants and regeneration

Amaethon- god of agriculture and luck

Andraste- goddess of the moon and divination

Angus Og- god of youth, beauty and love

Anu- goddess of the moon,fertility,prosperity and comfort

Arawn- god of the underworld,revenge,war and terror

Artio- goddess of animals and fertility

Bel- god of representing sun and fire

Bendigeidfran- god of the arts,music,writing and prophecy

Branwen- goddess of love and beauty

Bres- god of the agriculture and fertility

Brigit/Brigid- goddess of fire,sun,hearth,fertility,crafts,inspiration, home and divination

Cailleach- goddess of the winter months

Ceridwen- goddess of poetic inspiration

Cernunnos- the horned god of nature, the underworld,wealth and physical love and masculine energy

The Dagda- god of protection,weather and knowledge and the father god of Ireland

Danu- goddess of water,wizards,magick and wisdom

Latobius- god of mountains and sky

Lugh- god of craftsmanship and light

Manannan- god of the sea

Maponus- god of music and poetry

Morrigan- goddess of war

Nuada- god of war

Rhiannon- goddess of horses

Taliesin- god of poets

Taranis- god of thunder and the wheel

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NORSE:

Aegir- god of the sea

Balder- a gentle,pure and wise god

Bragi- god of poetry and eloquence

Eir- goddess of healing

Forseti- god of justice

Freyja- goddess of fertility, beauty and war

Frigg- goddess of love, fertility and motherhood

Gefion- goddess of fertility

Heimdall- god of light

Hel- ruler of the underworld

Lofn- goddess of marriages

Loki- the trickster of the Norse gods

Njord- god of the wind and sea

Odin- King of the Norse gods; god of poetry,war,death and wisdom

Sif- goddess of fertility

Sjofn- goddess of passion

Skadi- goddess of winter, the hunt and mountains

Thor- god of thunder

Ullr- god of archery and skiing

Var- goddess of marriage oaths

Vor-goddess who knows everything

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SLAVIC:

Dazbog- god of the sun

Jarilo- god of war,spring,fertility and harvest

Lada- goddess of love,marriage,summer,beauty and fertility

Morana- goddess of harvest,winter,death and witchcraft

Perun- god of thunder and lightning

Rod- the supreme god

Svarog- god of fire

Svetovid- god of war and fertility

Triglav- god of war

Veles- god of earth,forests,waters and the underworld

Vesna- goddess of spring,love and youth

Zaria- goddess of beauty

Ziva- goddess of love and fertility

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JAPANESE:

Amaterasu- goddess of the sun and the universe

Benzaiten- goddess of literature, music, love and wealth

Ebisu- god of fisherman,luck,prosperity and crops

Fujin- god of the wind

Inari- goddess of prosperity,fertility,rice,tea,sake,agriculture and industry

Jizo- the guardian of children, childbirth,women and travelers

Kannon- goddess of mercy

Raijin- god of lightening, storms and thunder

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AFRICAN:

Anayaroli- god of harvest and wealth (the Temne of Sierra Leone)

Asa- god of protection and mercy (the Kamba of Kenya)

Asase Yaa- goddess of fertility (the Ashanti of West Africa)

Chiuta- god of rain (the Tumbuka in Malawi)

Inanna- goddess of sky,war and love (the Banyarwanda)

Jok- god of rain (Zaire and Uganda)

Mungo- god of rain (Giriama of Kenya)

Ngami- goddess of the moon

Ochumare- goddess of rainbows (the Yoruba)

Ogun- god of war and iron (the Nago and the Yoruba)

Olorun- creator god (the Yoruba)

Oshun- the goddess of love and fertility (the Yoruba)

Oya- goddess of storms (the Yoruba)

Rock-Sens- god of weather (the Serer of Gambia)

Ruhanga- creator god and god of fertility,disease and death (the Banyoro of Uganda)

Shango- god of thunder,war and magick (the Yoruba)

Yemaya- goddess of the seas and rivers (the Yoruba)

Yemoja- goddess of the river,women and children (the Yoruba)

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-Source: Wicca By Harmony Nice

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