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[marinescoffee-blog]

Hey, Gibbs hide his worry under his anger--is sarcasm that bad?

I don’t think he hides it.

At least, not really. He knows his team can take care of each other and themselves — and when Ari kidnapped Kate, I think it was a mix of concern and fury because Ari’s a bastard, yeah, and a dangerous one, and Gibbs is an admittedly chauvinistic team leader no one wanted to believe, famous gut or not. He doesn’t hide his worry behind his anger, I think it’s more the fact that he’s angry because he’s worried —— and he’s not the type of man to show that sensitive side unless it’s absolutely necessary. Or we’re dealing with Abby. But he gets worried when the odds are against those he cares about, especially when he’s on the sidelines, given what happened to Shannon and Kelly — he hates being helpless and not being right there to fix things, and it pisses him off when things aren’t moving fast enough. 

[remainingtimelord-blog]

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[stillcas]

"How'd we get in this mess?" veryspxcialagentdinozzo also known as xtheheroesx's new Tony DiNozzo blog. :P

2. got stuck in a storm at sea

there had been plentiful dreams of dark waves looming like giant titans that finally crashes down and ultimately drowns the unfortunate soul caught in the unmerciful storm. only there had never been a lonely, permanent end threatening to take hold. and now he wasn’t alone. they had been sailing pleasantly and the sky was the color of raw blue topaz with warm cotton ball clouds as gentle companions. There was no foreseeable danger here. There never was.

The night before, the crew had been drinking and singing merrily. Someone was playing the banjo with an air of child like grace and the room was never absent of laughter. The following day went just as well and nothing sparked their attention as off. But the sea is magnificently dangerous and volatile with no exception. 

The sky has become the color of spilled blue ink and the rain shifts into a heavy fall. The water harshly rocks the boat and the people on board walk about like a dunk man. They struggle to keep afoot but fail without much hope. The deck is washed with salty water and feet splash hurriedly to warmer quarters. It is Tony who is still fighting to keep his footing but the sea’s wrath is prevalent. Before he disappears to safety below deck, Cas notices his mate and hastens to help. 

Temperatures drop quicker than the effects of gravity and without thinking, one of the two men grab a tarp that tumbles by, and together they feebly attempt to make use of it by making it a temporary cover. The sea continues to surround the boat with waves of tremendous size and almost capsizes the poor vessel once or twice. The watery walls are menacing and they toy with the boat as if deciding whether or not to crush it. Castiel and Tony almost reach the door to below but not before falling multiple times on the way there. They’re shivering violently and are obviously drenched but they’re so close. 

the storm lessens just as quick as it came which means they’ve rested in the eye of the storm. For now, the two revel in the sudden calm and throw the tarp down. It isn’t as if they’ve never been in this situation before. They know what to expect but it’s also terrifying. The boat is still and the clouds swirl slowly but it is not over yet.

[starkiisms]

✉ (Fury)

Send me a ‘✉’ for five times my muse didn’t text yours, and one time they did

[ text: idiot director ]: faking your own death, huh?

[ text: idiot directior ]: thanks for telling me

[ text: idiot director ]: i thought you were actually dead

[ text: idiot director ]: you douchebag

[ text: idiot director ]: you could tell steve and nat but not me???

[ text: idiot director ]: you're a dick

[nagiarashi-archive]

DROPS THE URL LIKE IT'S HOT.

SEND ME A URL AND I'LL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING.

Reason why you follow them: Ew, I have no idea why, Kae is such a loser. 

A thing you like about their character: I LOVE ALL OF YOUR CHARACTERS THIS IS NOT FAIR. Peter Parker bc Peter Parker, Nick Fury BC I PLAYED HIM FIRST, Martha Jones bc PERFECT, Tony DiNozzo BC HE'S FUCKING ATTRACTIVE AND SUCH A BADASS, and Harry Potter bC CHILDHOOD AND PERFECTION

Do you interact? Why/why not?: YUP~

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We should… Talk OOC / Plot / Roleplay / Became bffs. WE ALREADY DO ALL OF THIS SHITPlots I’d be interested in doing: YO I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE CONTINUED OUR FURY MEETS NAGI FOR THE FIRST TIME THREAD THAT WE DID ON YOUR FIRST ACCOUNT bc Fury and Nagi interactions give me life. 

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[marinescoffee-blog]

The man is raw fury, coiled into mortal form — he carries himself with an air of regret, of self-doubt, but he looks at his team and sees the good still left within them. Death resides in the echoes of his footsteps he is sure, but survivor's guilt is a force unrepetant — so he knows from personal experience. Still, the familiar sound of his hand smacking the back of his agent's head is thunderous in the waiting silence.

”Snap out of it, DiNozzo,“ the Marine barks, as his tone leaves no room for compromise. ”People die, every damn day.“ Gibbs stares across the space between them, mentor and protégé, and in the silence he finds himself misplaced. 

For over a decade, he's trained the younger man, has groomed him into someone so much stronger, so much smarter than the officer he met that day — and to hear these words, this confession, he's reminded just how lonely he's let himself become. 

[ They didn't die because of you, DiNozzo — Ari wanted to torture me, and Jenny wanted to protect me. Mike Franks was here because I asked him. Paula was doing her job, or they would've lost us too. I'm the Head of this team, so those burdens fall on my shoulders, not yours. ] 

”Man up,“ he snaps. ”And go tell Abby that she doesn't care — Ducky. Go tell McGee. Then go hide in a basement and build yourself a damn boat because you're feeling sorry for yourself.“ The venom on his tongue lashes out across the way, scorching every word he says with the underlying warning: Don't be like me. Learn from it. 

The metal tools within his hands have never felt so heavy.