Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Claire Keane
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@love-like-tiva
I'm sorry about last night. It was a lot to take in. Probably too much. My sister, Sarah, she... No, actually, Kurt, it wasn't Sarah. I see the way that you look at me, and I don't know how to be this person that you lost. // Blindspot 1.05: Split the Law
You think they'd do the same for you? I know they would. Oh, really? You really think you can trust them? The FBI? They're using you. You're just a map for them to follow. You don't know what you're talking about. I know your name's not Jane. I know you don't know what your tattoos mean or who gave them to you. And I know I'm not the only prisoner on this little hike today. // Blindspot 1.07: Sent on Tour
i don't think i'll ever be over how quietly loving, intimate and affectionate this is... 🫠🫠🫠
SPECIAL OPS: LIONESS 2.07 / the devil has aces
Cruz Manuelos | Special Ops: Lioness 2x04
She's back!
well, i like that there’s someone out there that makes you smile
CRIMINAL MINDS 2.21 — "Open Season"
Yes yes yes this scene thank you for the tag, heehehehe
It’s funny because this scene must be based on the memoir Special Agent by Candis DeLong. In it she describes being out looking at clothes at a department store on lunch break with another female agent and overhearing a conversation between a man and a woman in which he says he’s an FBI agent. They peer around some clothes racks thinking that they’re going to see one of their fellow agents trying to get a date, and when they don’t recognize the guy they go over and pretend to be interested in the big strong FBI agent themselves and ask to see his badge. The guy actually pulled out a fake badge, whereupon they said “Huh, that doesn’t look anything like ours…”, produced their own badges and arrested him for impersonating an FBI agent. (I remember this bit from a 25 year old book because I actually stole it myself for a fic)
Exquisite. Glorious. 10/10 thank you for sharing.
Ziva and Gibbs in 3x24 “Hiatus (2)”
“And I… I killed Ari.”
Gifs by ziva--david / deleted blog
the best moments of every mothership episode being the 4-10 seconds we get of ziva staring at tony
9x02: restless
ya dancing.
wip wednesday
She didn’t sleep that night. She lay tangled in her sheets, body slick with sweat, pillowcase damp beneath her cheek. When she closed her eyes, instead of blackness she found the hot glare of an endless desert, sand burning her skin, the air dry and metallic in her lungs. She saw boots in the dust, could feel the weight of rough hands pinning her shoulders, a foreign voice barking barely intelligible words. Her throat ached with the phantom of old screams, and even in her dream she knew no one would come. She woke every hour, heart pounding so loud she was sure the neighbors could hear. Sometimes she’d forget where she was, and for a split-second she’d brace for an impact that never came. Other times, she’d open her eyes and find the ceiling above her perfectly still, the safe hum of the refrigerator, the blurry orange numbers of her alarm clock glowing in the dark. But relief never followed. The memories clung to her, sticky and electric, and she spent the night cycling between half-sleep and the sharp, airless fear of waking from drowning. When the sun finally began to rise, Ziva was sitting upright in bed, fingers pressed flat against the comforter, counting her own breaths. She felt emptied out, brittle, as if her bones were made of chalk and the slightest touch might splinter her. But at least the night was over. At least she could move.
WIP - No title yet - Fic focusing on dealing with the Somalia trauma season 7.
As always thanks to the lovely @indestinatus who always tags me and keeps me committed. Her fic anyway don't be a stranger inspired my need to write dealing with trauma which started this piece, so you've got her to thank 🙌 and also, go read it if you haven't already.
wip wednesday
Everything after that felt like a blur of nerves. The overwhelming relief of finding her alive. The anger that followed immediately behind it. The bitterness of learning how much she had hidden. The half-finished explanations that turned into shouting matches and desperate pleas in a cheap hotel room outside Cairo. He could still remember pacing while she sat on the edge of the bed, both of them exhausted, both convinced they were right, both terrified in entirely different ways. He had been given less than three days to absorb the fact that she was alive, that she loved him, that they had a daughter together, and that he was expected to walk away again almost immediately afterward. The rules were simple. Limited contact. No unnecessary questions. No involvement unless absolutely necessary. The less he knew, the safer everyone would be. At first, Tony refused. Violently. Ziva had always had a habit of carrying impossible burdens by herself and calling it protection. She justified isolation as sacrifice, danger as responsibility, and if it had only been the two of them, he would have ignored every warning she gave him. He would have stayed. He would have hunted every shadow beside her and fought every invisible enemy she thought was coming. But this time they were not alone. This time there was Tali. And the moment Ziva said her name, the entire argument changed. Suddenly it was no longer about what he wanted but about what they could risk. Tony volunteered himself for the danger immediately. Let him stay. Let him be the one in the line of fire. Let him protect her. But Ziva insisted that this fight belonged to her, that the only chance they had was if one of them remained behind to keep Tali safe, and for perhaps the first time in his life Tony found himself without an argument strong enough to counter that. He could not risk losing their daughter. He could not risk leaving her unprotected. So he did the one thing every instinct told him not to do. He left.
tagging @sheistheweapon @hundan @silvertonedwords 💞
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