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mine all mine.

pairing: mike franks x reader

wc: 580

a/n: no thoughts or plot, just mike franks brainrot <3 short and sweet!

Mike stumbled into the living room after drinks at Daly’s Tavern and caught you in the same spot he left you: on the couch with papers scattered across the coffee table, trying to crack an old cold case.

He paused at the entry way and rubbed his eyes like he’d seen a ghost. "Hun, you still up?"

"I can't sleep. This case is eating me alive." He planted himself next to you, pausing a second to take in the scene like he was in the field. No matter the time of day or the state of sobriety, Mike was always ready to work a crime scene.

“Still on the Sullivan disappearance?”

You nod. “I can’t get anywhere with it. It’s like the marine just vanished into thin air. No leads. No evidence. Every single possibility was disproven.”

Mike hummed, brushing his knee against yours as he leaned in closer. “Well…do what I do when it’s been a long day with no leads: put the papers down,” Mike took each stack off your lap and topped off the last bare spot on the coffee table, “and get some shut eye.”

He wasn’t wrong. You knew sleep could help clear your eyes and even cure the migraine pecking at the back of your skull. But it’s been weeks of nothing new and you were itching to find the marine.

You closed your eyes. “You know what? You’re right. I could use a shower and some sleep.” As you stretched out your legs, Mike glanced down at your lap.

“Are you gonna finish that?”

You looked down to where his hand hovered above the plate you forgot was still on your lap. He was eyeing the last untouched curly fry and quarter of a sandwich.

You grinned, pushing the paper plate towards him. “No, go ahead.” It was a moment of ‘eyes bigger than your stomach’ and you’d been contemplating eating it for fifteen minutes. “There’s half a Cuban sandwich in the fridge too.”

He hums between bites of the crispy batter. “Mhm, honey, you got my favorites.”

“Helps when we like the same things.”

Mike Franks turns to you and his soft honey brown eyes scan across your face. You knew you were tired and it definitely showed, but the way he was watching you? He looked like he wanted to hoist you over his shoulder and take you to the bedroom. How he could go from business to pleasure in seconds should be studied.

He leaned back and sighed. “Baby…what would I do without you?”

“Starve?” You say playfully, trying to take a break from the case and work for a second. It was time you relaxed – even if it’s only for an hour before sunrise. He smirked and tossed the plate onto the pile of papers.

“Damn right.” Mike leaned in, wrapping one arm around your waist before he pulled and had you straddling his hips in seconds. You loved the way he wanted to be next to you, day or night, work or home.

He didn’t stop there, lifting you up as he moved off the couch. He kept you tight to his waist as he walked slowly around the living room. “You’re my girl.”

“Oh, am I?” Teasing. It was what you two were good at.

“Mhm, darlin’.” Mike’s lips grazed yours. He splayed his fingers across your backside, racking up the shirt you wore in one swift motion.

“Mine. All. Mine."

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a/n 2.0: pls I need more of him!!! This show has me in a chokehold rn

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love reading young!Mike x reader fics 🩷

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Can anyone who’s watched NCIS origins please write Mike Franks x reader stat 

I’m begging

[theunholyvirginemilyprentiss]

MORGAN: Where’s the UnSub!?

REID: Just through that door.

MORGAN:

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THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)

An Article from Neena Susan Thomas

“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.

2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.

6] Number three is public restrooms.

7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.

8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.

9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:

1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.

2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.

5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.

6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.

2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .

b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.

If u have compassion reblog this post. ‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.

REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.

THIS COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.”

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EVERYONE BOOT THE FUCK OUT OF THIS

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This is so fucking unfortunate that we need this

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it just makes me angry that women need this.. but we do and if you see this, PLEASE REBLOG. it doesn’t matter if you are a male or a female. by reblogging this, you might save someone’s life.

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Don’t scroll past this, it’s so important

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nothing to do with what my posts are normally about but this is SO damn important!! don’t scroll past without reading and / or reblogging!

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this is fucking important. Idc if your blog is perfect, fucking reblog this. It may save someone.

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sorry if i reblog this everY FIVE MINUTES

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Important 

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No worries if this post doesn’t fit your aesthetic or theme, this is important information. You could save not just a physical woman’s life but you can ALSO prevent things like PTSD that a woman would acquire from an attack if left alive

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Dont you dare scroll past this without reblogging im pretty sure you can press two simple buttons to raise awareness

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As a woman I always have to look behind me when I’m walking alone or driving alone

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Her Future

bob floyd x reader

(Y/F/D) = your favorite drink

“Okay, fine! I’ll go with you!” (Y/N) responded to Natasha’s (Phoenix’s) constant pestering. “Thank you! You’ve lived here almost a month and don’t have any friends besides me, that’s kinda sad, (Y/N).” “No it’s not! You know my record for not having friends is 4 months. And besides, that was before I met you.” (Y/N) countered. “True, and I’m the only friend that matters.” Phoenix responded. “Exactly why I don’t need to go out tomorrow night! Thank you for proving my point!” (Y/N) exclaimed. “Oh no no, you already said you would, you can’t back out now!” Phoenix exasperated. “Ughh, fine! But don’t think I’m going to enjoy any of it.” (Y/N) said, dreading the Friday night crowd at a bar called the Hard Deck.

~time skip to Friday~

(Y/N) wasn’t sure what to wear. Friday nights out on the town were not exactly her thing. So she settled for a pair of black jeans, and a one-shouldered light pink top that had a slight gold shimmer to it, so every time she moved it was like she was glowing from within. She had paired the outfit with simple gold jewelry and some plain gold heels that she hasn’t worn in at least 3 years. When Phoenix had come by to pick her up, Phoenix commented on her outfit saying, “Ooh you look cute! You’ll definitely be going home with someone tonight.” (Y/N)’s response to that was blushing and flipping her off. The drive to the Hard Deck wasn’t too long. There was some traffic heading to the bar, as it was Friday night. But it wasn’t too bad, as (Y/N) and Phoenix filled the atmosphere in the car with karaoke. As they pulled into the parking lot, (Y/N) noticed a baby blue truck that had to be at least 25 years old. “Oh, I love that truck!” (Y/N) called out in admiration. As they were almost at the entrance, Phoenix said, “Ooh wait a second.” She then plucked a hibiscus bloom from a nearby bush. Phoenix tucked the hibiscus behind (Y/N)’s ear, catching her slightly off-guard. “Now we’re ready.” Phoenix said. 

“Ooh there they are!” Phoenix said, as she entered the bar practically dragging an unenthusiastic (Y/N) behind her. “Hey what’s up!” (Y/N) heard someone say as she attempted to squeeze in between Phoenix and the happy Friday night crowd. “Hey!” Phoenix responded. “Who’s this?” A man with a moustache and a Hawaiian shirt asked Phoenix, drawing the rest of the group’s attention toward (Y/N) and Phoenix. “Rooster, this is my best friend, (Y/N). (Y/N), this is Rooster.” “Nice to meet you, (Y/N).” Rooster greeted. “Nice to meet you too.” (Y/N) responded with a polite smile. “Hey! Look what the cat dragged in! Why’d you bring your baby sister?” Asked a man with golden blonde hair and slightly sickening smile. “(Y/N), this is Bagman… I mean Hangman.” Phoenix responded while rolling her eyes. “It is a pleasure to meet you (Y/N). My name’s Jake.” The man responded while placing a delicate kiss to the back of (Y/N)’s hand. “Nice to meet you too, Jake.” (Y/N) politely replied, not surprised by the man’s attempt. Being Phoenix’s best friend, (Y/N)’s heard stories. 

(Y/N) went on to shake hands with Reuben (Payback), Mickey (Fanboy), and Javy (Coyote). When (Y/N) went to introduce herself to the last (but certainly not least) member of the group, it was like time stood still. The moment she looked into his enchanting, sapphire blue eyes surrounded by his silver-framed aviator glasses, she could swear she saw her future play out in tiny bursts in time. What she didn't know, was that Bob was absolutely captivated by her the moment she walked in the door. From the flower tucked behind her ear to the way she walked in those heels that were a tad uncomfortable.

“Hi, my name’s Bob. Nice to meet you.” ‘Say something (Y/N), he’s talking to you.’ (Y/N) internally spoke. “Hi, nice to meet you Bob, my name’s (Y/N).” When they shook hands, she noticed how soft and slightly calloused his hands were. They gave each other a slight smile, and (Y/N) noticed a slight blush creeping up Bob’s neck. (Y/N) could only hope that she wasn’t blushing as much as she thought she might be. But based on several smirks that were now adorning the faces of several people in the group that surrounded them both, that didn’t seem to be the case. 

“So, (Y/N), how long have you and Phoenix known each other?” Payback asked. “We’ve been best friends for 10 years.” “10 years! That’s a long ass time.” Jake piped up. “Yes, it has been a long ass time, so your ‘baby sister’ comment from earlier is fitting.” (Y/N) responded, earning a few smirks from the group. “I’m going to go get a drink, (Y/N), what do you want?” Phoenix asked. “Just the usual.” (Y/N) replied with a slight smile. “What’s the usual?” Jake asked with a slight smirk. “(Y/F/D).” (Y/N) responded. Before Jake could offer to put it on his tab, Phoenix came back with whatever beer Penny had on tap and (Y/N)’s drink. “Thank you Tasha.” (Y/N) said, thanking her best friend. 

(Y/N) warmed up to the group after about an hour or so. ‘Maybe Tasha was right.’ (Y/N) thought to herself as Bob shyly walked up to her with his head slightly ducked down, still sporting the same faint blush creeping up his neck. “So, (Y/N), are you just visiting or…” “Oh! I actually live in San Diego now. I’ve only lived there for about a month now, so…” “Oh, that’s cool!” Bob replied. ‘Maybe I sounded a little too enthusiastic.’ he thought, trying to avoid (Y/N)’s gaze out of embarrassment. “How ‘bout you?” (Y/N) asked, looking everywhere except his alluring sapphire eyes. “Oh, I haven’t lived here long. It’s been about 3 months now.” Bob politely responded. Right before he could ask her another question to try and get to know her, Jake (being Jake) cut in and ostentatiously asked, “So, (Y/N), where are you from? You from around here?” With a sigh and a hefty eye roll, (Y/N) gestured to Bob, ‘Please excuse me for just a sec’ with an annoyed look on her face. Turning to meet Jake’s eye line, (Y/N) replied, “I’m from Texas, I just moved here a month ago.” Different from the sweet response she gave Bob when he asked a moment ago. “Texas, nice! Me too, where from?” Jake asked with his signature smirk. “San Antonio, you?” (Y/N) answered. “Austin.” Jake responded. 

Before she could decline as politely as possible to answer any more questions not being asked by Bob, Phoenix reappeared from what seemed to be a riveting conversation between Rooster and Coyote, and pulled (Y/N) to the side with a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Hey, (Y/N), are you doing okay?” Phoenix asked, checking in on her because she knows (Y/N) was never a fan of meeting random people. “Yeah, I’m fine. I was getting to know Bob a little more before Bagman interrupted.” (Y/N) answered. “Sooo, you and Bob, huh?” “Shut up, Tasha, he’s right there! And maybe I do have a small crush on the man, is that so wrong?” “Trust me, Bob is the only person I would trust when it comes to you. And based on the way he keeps looking over here I’d say he feels the same.” Phoenix countered with a growing smirk. And right on cue, Bob shyly walked over to where the both of them were, as if he was apologizing for interrupting and taking up space. 

“Sorry if I was interrupting anything, but if I am, I can come back later…” Bob stammered out before turning to walk away. “No! You’re not interrupting anything. Tasha was just making sure I was okay, since meeting new people isn’t typically my thing.” (Y/N) replied, maybe a tad too quickly. Now taking the hint that the two wanted to talk a little more, Phoenix walked away saying, “I’m going to get another beer, you guys want anything?” “No.” Both Bob and (Y/N) said at the same time, putting a new blush on both of their faces. “(Y/N), I was wondering if you would like to continue talking? I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want to, but I was having a really great time getting to know you earlier, andIwouldreallyliketogettoknowyoualittlemore.” Bob barely managed to breathe out, as the blush on his face was getting considerably more profound. A smile broke out on (Y/N)’s face. “I would really like that Bob, thank you.” Bob started to take (Y/N)’s hand, but decided at the very last second as he was worried that it might be a little too forward. Bob settled for tenderly placing his hand on the small of her back, and led her to an unoccupied booth. 

“So-” They both said at the same time, mirroring the moment they shared earlier. “I’m sorry, you go first.” Bob said, slightly chuckling. “No, you go first, sorry.” (Y/N) countered. “No, please. You go first.” Bob said, bravely reaching for (Y/N)’s hand. When their hands made contact, neither of them could stop the butterflies from flourishing. “So Bob, what do you like to do for fun?” (Y/N) asked, realizing just how big Bob’s hands were. “I like to watch movies whenever I get a chance, and I also enjoy playing video games. How about you?” “Same, honestly with the movies. I’m not a gamer, but I enjoy painting.” “That’s cool! What movies do you like to watch?” “I’m kind of a nerd, so I really enjoy Marvel and Star Wars, but I also like Star Trek as well. What about you?” (Y/N) asked, hoping she didn't come off as too much of a nerd.

But based on the way Bob was looking at her, she was fine. More than fine, honestly, gazing into his captivating sapphire eyes. “We should do a Star Wars marathon some time. Does next Saturday work for you?” Bob sought, hoping she’d say yes. “That sounds great, I would love to. Does 6 o’clock work for you?” (Y/N) replied. Her heart soaring not only at the fact that the cute guy with glasses likes Star Wars, but likes her too.

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Practice Dance

gibbs x reader

“Oh hey (Y/N)!” The loud voice of a Very Special Agent Tony DiNozzo rang through the air, and into (Y/N)’s ears. “Hey Tony, what’s up?” (Y/N) replied. “You got an invite to a wedding, and it says you can bring a plus-one.” “A wedding invitation? Who’s inviting me to a wedding? And how do you know I got an invite?” “I might have looked through the mail on your desk this morning.” Tony sheepishly responded. (Y/N) looked at the wedding invitation (after glaring at Tony), and saw that it was from her cousin. 

“Awww, they look so happy!” (Y/N) said as she read over the invitation. As much as she hated to admit it, Tony was right, she was allowed to bring a plus-one. She didn’t realize Gibbs had come up behind her, and was looking over her shoulder the whole time. She just about jumped when she turned her face an inch to the left, and he was right there behind her. “God, Gibbs! Thanks for the heart attack!” (Y/N) said, now clutching her chest, right above her heart. “Anytime, (Y/N).” 

Throughout the day, her gaze kept lingering back at the wedding invitation. At one point, Gibbs noticed her zoning out in the direction of the invitation. (Y/N) felt a crumpled piece of paper hit her shoulder. “Earth to (Y/N), are you there?” “Yes, Tony, I’m here. What do you need?” (Y/N) replied, slightly agitated at Tony’s interruption from her daydream. “Are you daydreaming about your Prince Charming over there?” She glared at him slightly, but ultimately said, “Nah, I’m just not even sure I’m going to the wedding.” “What?! Why not?” Tony impatiently asked. Gibbs was also slightly curious as to why she wouldn’t go. “Because, I don’t have anyone to go with, I don’t know how to slow dance, and I have nothing to wear to a semi-formal wedding.” (Y/N) responded. “Well (Y/N), I have to say, that sucks for you.” Tony said laughing towards the end of the sentence. 

(Y/N) spent the rest of the day, daydreaming about a familiar silver-haired, steely-blue eyed man. She couldn’t stop thinking about the two of them dancing around all of the other couples. There were just a few problems: she can’t slow dance, she hasn’t told Gibbs how she feels, and they’re not a couple. The only thing that brought her out of her daydream, was Tony saying goodnight. She didn’t even realize it was time to go home. Oops. The only two people left in the bullpen were (Y/N) and Gibbs. Right before she picked up her things to leave and say goodnight to Gibbs, she heard “Moonlight Serenade” by Glenn Miller Orchestra playing over the speakers in the office. 

She looked up from her desk, and saw Gibbs standing in front of her desk, holding out his hand for her to take. She stood up and took his hand, and he led her to the middle of the bullpen. Her eyes widened slightly when she felt Gibbs’ hand on her waist. “Put your hand on my shoulder and take my other hand in your left hand.” Gibbs instructed her. She felt small sparks when she felt his gentle touch on her waist, and his gentle touch while holding her hand. She often wondered how gentle his touch would be with his rough, veiny hands that were a sure sign of carpentry. The months of daydreaming about Gibbs, had nothing on the real thing.

He set the pace for them both, slowly extending one foot forward, and she slowly extending one foot back. The two swayed slowly and softly, and she could feel herself blushing at the very close contact. While the two danced to the soft music in the background, they observed each other’s features in the soft glow of the dim office lighting. His eyes appeared to be much more blue than they’d ever been, and if she looked hard enough, his silver strands of hair appeared to softly glow in the dim lighting. The front section of her hair appeared to be brighter than it’s ever looked before, and he noticed how plush and soft her lips look. ‘God,’ he thought, ‘I could kiss her right now.’ As the song played in the background, the two gradually closed the gap between their bodies, so they were now standing so close, there wasn’t even an inch of space between them.

“Jethro,” (Y/N) whispered, “Would you be my plus-one?” “I would love to, (Y/N).” Gibbs softly spoke. “You were right Dr. Mallard. They do have feelings for each other.” Said Director Vance, looking over the balcony from upstairs into the bullpen. “I was hoping to finally get them to act on it, but this works too.” Said Ducky, watching (Y/N) and Gibbs dance around the bullpen. 

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Thank you @woo-da-da-doo and everyone who got me to 100 reblogs!

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I write fic for unpopular characters so I appreciate all my lovely guys gals and NB pals

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That Voice

alden x reader

Alden had a long day. First, he was running late, which meant he wouldn’t be able to get the team pastries that morning. Second, when he got to the Navy Yard, he realized he left his wallet on the counter in the kitchen. Third, he forgot he had a meeting with Director Vance and SECNAV. It wasn’t until he got a call from Vance, did he remember the meeting. Lastly, on the way home from work, he got caught in DC rush hour traffic. All he wanted to do was curl up in bed and go to sleep. That was until he heard the most beautiful voice he’d ever heard softly singing in the shower. 

“So this is love… Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm… so this is love. So this is what makes life divine. I’m all aglow…Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm… and now I know. The key to all heaven is mine.” Alden almost forgotten (Y/N) had moved in when she lost her house due to a suspect stalking her and she needed a safe place to stay for the time being. That was almost 3 weeks ago, and Alden would be lying if he said he hadn’t enjoyed her staying there. There was just something in the late nights in the greenhouse spent looking at the countless stars through his telescope, that made him fall even more in love with her than he thought possible. Or maybe it’s the way her eyes sparkle in the dazzling midday sunlight. Maybe it’s the sound of her laugh when she’s watching a comedy show she’s seen a hundred times. Whatever it is, he’s absolutely head over heels for her. 

‘That voice. I could listen to her voice all day long.’ Alden thought.

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All It Took

alden parker x reader

This is for my southern gals

(Y/N) has always loved country music. Ever since she was a little girl, she always loved the feelings of nostalgia and warmth they have always provided for her. Whenever she has a super long day that feels as though it will never end, all she has to do is put on a bit of country music, and everything else just fades away. One of her all-time favorite artists is Dolly Parton. So when her friend and the man she’s been in love with, Alden Parker, surprised her with Dolly Parton tickets, she very enthusiastically said, “Thank you! Oh my gosh Parker, thank you!” “Of course. I know how much you love Dolly and I just wanted to say thank you for your extra help recently.” Parker replied. It’s true he wanted to thank her for her extra help not only at work, but for being a friend when he needed one. 

The hug (Y/N) gave him was almost bone-crushing. It was much tighter than any other hug she had given him in the past year since he took over as team lead. Because (Y/N) is shorter than Alden, whenever they hug, her head barely touches his shoulder. He’d be lying if he said it wasn’t one of his favorite things about her. He has a lot of favorite things about (Y/N). From the way she has compassion for everyone she meets to her passion and love for her job as an NCIS agent. Or maybe it was the way she’s constantly teaching him new things. From newer slang (there is an age gap), to how to get the very last bit of soil out of the bag. Her voice pulled him out of his thoughts. “When is the concert?” (Y/N) asked, looking up to Alden through her eyelashes, still in his warm embrace. “It’s in a couple months.” Parker replied, not wanting to let her go just yet.

~time skip couple months to concert~

(Y/N) was so nervously excited. Not just the fact that she was going to a Dolly Parton concert, but also the fact that she was going with Alden Parker. At first, (Y/N) wasn’t sure what she was going to wear, but after hours and hours of looking at photos of Dolly, she decided to go with a pair of flared denim jeans, and a red, white, and blue plaid shirt that she tied up to her midriff. She styled it with a denim jacket and her brown cowboy boots. (Y/N)’s makeup was super natural. All she did was use a tinted moisturizer, some blush, mascara, a few faux freckles, and a tinted lip balm. ‘Ding!’ (Y/N)’s phone went off, and when she picked it up, it was a text from Parker, saying he was almost there. With a knock on the door, (Y/N) gave her outfit one last glance, and she made sure she had everything she needed. 

“Hi.” (Y/N) said to Parker, who was dressed in jeans, a black t-shirt, and a red plaid shirt. “You look amazing, (Y/N).” said Parker, slightly breathless. “Thank you, so do you.” (Y/N) replied, with a small blush forming on her cheeks from his sweet compliment. “Are you ready milady?” Parker asked, with a small blush of his own. “Mm-hmm. Thank you again for tonight, Parker.” “Alden, and you’re welcome.” He said. “Well then, Alden…” (Y/N) said, her voice a little more deep and sultry than normal. He opened the car door for her and drove to the concert. The next 3 hours were filled with laughter, delight, and scream-singing. Mostly on (Y/N)’s part, but Alden joined in too for some. (Y/N) hadn’t felt true delight like that in a long while. Neither has Alden for that matter. But there was something about seeing (Y/N) radiate the joy she was feeling all around her, that made him fall even more in love with her than he thought possible. And he was already very much in love with her. 

The drive back from the concert was filled with laughter and they talked about anything and everything. When they got to her house, neither one of them wanted to go their separate ways. So they spent the next minute in a very comfortable silence. He walked her to her door, and said, “I’m glad you had a great time tonight, (Y/N). I did too.” “I always have a good time when I’m with you, Alden.” (Y/N) wasn’t sure who leaned in first, but when their lips gently brushed across each other’s, it sent sparks through both of their bodies. And to think, all it took was a Dolly concert to make their dreams a reality. 

[withlove-amber]

Girls Night Confessions

alden parker x reader

(Y/N) needed a break. First, she chased a suspect for two blocks, only to have them escape. When she got back to the NCIS building, the team tried to make her feel better, but she couldn’t help feeling like everything was her fault. So she was more than grateful when Parker gave her an extra pastry from the box. Unfortunately, his sweet gesture did not make her current crush on him any easier. Second, she had to get recertified in the pepper-spraying course. And as a result, she couldn’t see anything besides the tears that constantly blurred her vision throughout the very long day. Lastly, her neighbor had her boyfriend over, so that meant sleep went out the fucking window. So when it was time for girls’ night with Jessica, Kasie, and Delilah, she could not have been more desperate for an escape.

The night was filled with laughter, gossip, and alcohol. Like, a lot of gossip and alcohol. When Kasie suggested they watch a rom-com, everyone was all for it. So that’s how they ended up on their third rom-com of the night, finished three bottles of wine and two bottles of tequila, and it wasn’t even 2 am. Everyone was going to be so hungover the next day. (Y/N) wasn’t sure if it was because she was drunk, but she could not stop daydreaming about her silver-haired team lead by the name of Alden Parker. No matter what she did, she kept picturing the different situations on screen, replaced by her boss. The way the lead male and the lead female stared into each other’s eyes the next morning after a night filled with passion and romance, sent shivers down her spine at the thought of Parker’s kind, hazel eyes staring into her own. 

Jessica noticed (Y/N) daydreaming during the movies, and decided to ask her what she was thinking about. (Y/N) lied, and said the reason why she kept zoning out was she was just a little tired. But Jessica was sure there was something else that must be going on inside of her head. After their final movie, she asked (Y/N) again what was up. (Y/N) tried to lie again, but Delilah and Kasie started to get a tad bit suspicious too. At this point, they were all starting to get a little worried for (Y/N), because although she kept saying she was fine, (Y/N)’s body language and the distance in her eyes told a much different story. 

When they asked a third and final time, Jessica followed up with, “Is it something about the silver hair that does it for you, (Y/N)?” All three of them watched (Y/N)’s face turn bright red, and not just from the copious amounts of alcohol. Jessica smirked at her friend’s non-verbal response, and said, “I knew it! But seriously, is it the hair?” “It’s a combination of a lot of things. He’s kind, thoughtful, smart, funny, strong, courageous. And yes, the hair definitely is a plus.” (Y/N) confessed. Kasie sat on the sofa, shocked as to how she didn’t figure it out earlier. ‘I mean, she already calls him her ‘safe haven’.’ Kasie thought. Kasie, Jessica, Delilah all promised not to say anything to anyone (especially Parker). Plus, it would break their girls night motto: what happens at girls night, stays at girls night. (Y/N) promises she’ll make a move soon, to get them to finally stop talking about it, but she just needed to figure out how. 

The next Monday morning, both Jessica and Kasie kept making faces at (Y/N) whenever Parker would come around. At one point, Jessica handed (Y/N) a note that said, “Make a move, sister! Or I’ll tell him!” Neither (Y/N) nor Jessica realized that Parker was getting suspicious. He noticed the little things. Like when she rode in the back of the NCIS van with Jessica and Nick, instead of sitting up front with him, like normal. And when they got to the crime scene, she chose to take pictures of the scene, instead of interviewing the witnesses like usual. He wondered why she was so distant, especially when she kept visiting Kasie in the lab or Jimmy in autopsy. Little did he know what was said at Kasie’s place, during girls’ night.

[withlove-amber]

Can't Sleep

alden parker x reader

‘Wow. One bed, they weren’t kidding.’ (Y/N) thought, as she looked into the hotel room that she and Parker were going to be sharing. The roads were extremely icy and the snow was still coming down close to midnight, making it dangerous to travel. It’s not that she wasn’t absolutely exhilarated to share a bed with the man she’s been in love with for the past year, but she thought the employees were joking when they told them. Maybe they thought (Y/N) and Parker were a couple, that’s why they gave them the room. Neither of them were awake enough to fully realize what they had been given, until they saw the single bed. And it wasn’t a queen sized bed, it was only big enough for one person. So that means they would be very close to one another. (Y/N) didn’t know that Parker had feelings for her as well, so he was secretly thrilled to share a bed with the woman he’s loved for the past year. 

“I’ll take the floor, you take the bed, (Y/N).” Parker said, waking up just a tad bit more once seeing the single bed. “No, you should take the bed Parker, you chased that guy for like two blocks. Plus, the floor can’t be that comfortable.” (Y/N) responded. She didn’t mind taking the floor if it meant that Parker was able to get a good night’s rest. But Parker being the gentleman he is, said, “No, you should take it. You’ve been working non-stop and I know you’re tired.” “Why don’t we both just share the bed? We’re both adults, it should be fine. If that’s okay with you.” (Y/N) hoped Parker couldn’t tell her true feelings were coming to the surface. “It’s fine with me, (Y/N). It might be a tight fit though.” (Y/N) hoped Parker couldn’t tell how red her cheeks were getting after that last sentence, her thoughts going down a path definitely not work-appropriate. 

After she finished in the bathroom, he told her what McGee told him on a recently ended phone call. “McGee says the roads should be clear by tomorrow. I just hope the power stays on.” “Me too, Parker.” (Y/N) replied. “Alden. Call me Alden.” They both made their way to their own sides of the bed, and Parker broke the silence by saying, “Do you have enough room?” “I’m okay, do you have enough room Park- I mean Alden. Sorry, habit.” “Yeah, yeah, I’m good.” Alden replied, hoping she couldn’t tell how much his body was betraying him in that moment, being oh so close to a very beautiful woman. “Goodnight Alden.” “Goodnight, (Y/N).” They both turned away from each other to try and get some sleep before the sun came up. It was a little difficult for both of them to fall asleep, as there was no space between the two, who were lying back to back.

She didn’t think Parker was still awake, until he said softly, “Can’t sleep?” “Nope. How ‘bout you?” “Nope.” He replied, slightly chuckling. (Y/N) turned to Parker and asked, “What do you do when you can’t sleep?” He had to think for a minute, before responding, “Usually I just stay in the greenhouse or look up at the stars until I fall asleep.” Her heart soared at his answer, it was just so him. “Well seeing as we don’t have your greenhouse or your telescope with us, what else helps?” (Y/N) asked, not wanting to fall asleep and just wanting to talk to him until the sun rose. “Trying to stay awake. It’s always so much easier to fall asleep, when you try to do the opposite.” Alden replied, not wanting to fall asleep either. The only thing he wanted to do was hold her close. Which in that small bed, was more than easy to do.   

She was thinking the exact same thing. ‘I just want to be in his arms.’ As if on cue, a shiver ran down her spine. “Are you cold?” he asked her. “Freezing.” (Y/N) replied. He brought her even closer, so her head rested on his chest. She was a little surprised at the sudden affection, but loved the sudden affection. And if that alone didn’t make her question Gibbs’ rule 12 (rule 12: never date a coworker), he oh so gently placed his hand on her waist, and waited for her reaction. The only reaction it caused was  for her to place her hand on his chest, and for her breathing to even out. She fell asleep only a minute later to him drawing circles on her hip and the steady, strong rhythm of his heartbeat. He contently fell asleep only a minute after her to the sound of her steady breathing, and a warm feeling deep inside his chest he hadn’t felt in a while. 

When she woke up a few hours later to the sun shining through the sheer curtains in the room, he was still asleep, with his arm draped over her waist. She always wondered what it would feel like in his arms. But his gentle grasp on her waist was beyond preferable than everything she daydreamed and imagined. Before he woke up, she smiled at how the pleasant light made his hair appear softer and if she looked hard enough, his silver strands of hair appeared to softly glow. ‘Wow. He’s so beautiful.’ (Y/N) thought. His sudden voice broke her out of her thoughts. “How did you sleep?” he asked her. She had to take a moment to focus on the question he asked her, and not focus on how sensual and deep his morning voice was. “I slept great. How did you sleep?” “I slept great.” Alden replied, with a small smile forming on his beautiful face.

[withlove-amber]

Birthday Flowers

alden parker x reader

(Y/F/F) = your favorite flowers

‘These are beautiful’ (Y/N) thought as she walked up to her desk, spotting a beautiful bouquet of (Y/F/F) in a ceramic vase. She put her stuff down at her desk and took a nice, long inhale before reading the card that came with the bouquet. “Happy birthday, (Y/N), from Parker” the note read. She walked up to Parker, who was catching up on paperwork, and said, “Thank you Parker, I love them! They’re beautiful.” Parker wasn’t expecting (Y/N) to hug him. But he would be lying if he said he didn’t wonder from time to time how it would feel to hold her. All of his thoughts had nothing on the real thing, even if it was just for a few seconds. Being this close, he could smell her perfume, the one he secretly adored, the one she only wore for special occasions. 

The team walked in when (Y/N) was walking to his desk. And what they saw kind of shocked them, but not enough to be fully surprised by it. “Oh my God, finally!” Nick said, whisper-yelling from across the office. “Do you think they’re finally together?” asked Jessica. “I hope so, I can’t take the secret gazes and the pining anymore.” Tim said. “How about we ask them later? I’ll ask (Y/N) and Nick, you ask Parker.” said Jessica, with Nick nodding his head in approval. Neither (Y/N) or Parker had noticed the team come in, until they heard Jessica say, “Happy birthday, (Y/N)!” They immediately broke apart, and even though they only hugged for a few seconds, to them it was an eternity. A beautiful eternity. 

Jessica waited until her and (Y/N) were in the elevator down to Kasie’s lab, so Kasie could give (Y/N) her gift. Right when Jessica was about to discreetly ask her about Parker, (Y/N) said, “Do you think Parker gave me those flowers just to be nice? Or do you think there’s a chance he feels the same?” ‘So they’re not together…’ Jessica thought. “Oh he feels the same, (Y/N). And before you say, ‘How do you know?’ This past birthday, he got me a card, not a bouquet of flowers. So yeah, I’d say he feels the same.” Jessica said, sending a smile of encouragement (Y/N)’s way. 

Nick wasn’t sure how to ask Parker about it, so he tried to work it into the current conversation, but ended up just blurting out, “So Parker, what’s the deal with those flowers? Are you and (Y/N) together?” In a moment where Parker’s mouth betrayed him, he replied, “I wish.” He immediately wished he could take those words back as soon as they left his mouth, especially when he saw the smirks on Nick and Tim’s faces. “I knew it man!” said Nick. “What, does everyone know?” Parker said, surprised by his friend’s outburst. “Pretty much, yeah.” said Tim. Parker thought he was discreet about his feelings for (Y/N), but by their reactions, he was not as discreet as he previously thought. ‘Does that mean (Y/N) feels the same?’ Parker thought. He decided that by the end of the day, he would ask (Y/N) to dinner. 

He didn’t know that (Y/N) had the same plan to ask him to dinner. After everyone else had gone home, it was just (Y/N) and Parker in the office. ‘It’s now or never, (Y/N).’ (Y/N) thought to herself, as she made her way towards Parker’s desk. “Hey Parker, can I ask you something?” “Sure, (Y/N). You can ask me anything.” Parker replied, hoping she would ask the one question he wanted her to ask. “Would you maybe want to go to dinner with me sometime?” (Y/N) asked, nervous as can be that he’ll say no and that she imagined the sparks between them. 

“I’d love to (Y/N). Does tonight work for you, or is that too soon?” Parker replied, his heart absolutely soaring. “Tonight’s perfect, I’d love to.” (Y/N) said, with a smile that could rival the twinkling starlight outside. “Well then, milady, where to?” Parker replied, oh so gently taking her hand closest to him and putting his free hand on the small of her back. If all it took was flowers to start a magnificent night (and to spark an even more magnificent relationship), he would have given her flowers a while back.

[withlove-amber]

Not Out of My League

alden parker x reader

‘Undercover. Great.’ (Y/N) thought as she heard the news that Parker and herself were to be going undercover as a rich couple, at some party that a suspect would be present at. It’s not that (Y/N) didn’t like going undercover for a case, but it wasn’t her favorite thing to do. (Y/N) has had a crush on Parker since he took over as team lead, and only Jessica and Kasie knew about it. As soon as Jessica heard about the op, she immediately went to (Y/N)’s desk and left a note saying, ‘you should finally tell him’. Parker didn’t mean to read the note from Jessica on (Y/N)’s desk, but it was next to the stack of paperwork he needed for the op.

‘Tell who?’ Parker thought. He secretly hoped it was him, whom the note was referring to. He has had a crush on (Y/N) since he took over as team lead. He knew he shouldn’t, but there was just something in the way she has compassion for everyone she meets, she’s always up for helping Kasie and Jimmy with whatever they need, and her overall gentle demeanor. And don’t get him started on how she looks when she’s holding a gun. Beautiful and badass. Parker hoped not a lot of people knew about it, but he had a sneaking suspicion Vance knew when he picked (Y/N) to be his undercover wife. Parker was so nervous, which is highly unlike him, but little did he know that (Y/N) was just as nervous. 

(Y/N) didn’t have anything close to what she needed for the op, so she borrowed a dress from Jessica, which just so happened to be the one she wore to the wedding with Jimmy. (Y/N) tried it on in Kasie’s lab and she looked and felt incredible. She felt like Mrs. Smith, and it was wonderful knowing that Parker would be her Mr. Smith. But what she wasn’t expecting was for Parker to look so damn fine in a tux. After she had finished getting ready for the op, (Y/N) made her way to the bullpen to go over everything one last time. The first thing she saw when she entered the room was Parker. And without thinking, said, “Hot damn.” Everyone’s attention went to her, including Parker’s. ‘Great, (Y/N). Just great.’ (Y/N) thought to herself as Jessica and Nick smirked at her sudden outburst. 

The op went smoothly, and the suspect was taken into custody. When they got back to the office, they were surprised to find Delilah sitting with Tim and Jessica. “So, how was your night, (Y/N)? Anything good happen?” Delilah said, trying not to laugh. “Yes Delilah, it was great. Thank you. How was yours?” (Y/N) responded, knowing that she was bright red at this point. “It was fine.” Delilah replied. (Y/N) said she needed to change out of the dress and give it back to Jessica, but in reality, she just needed to take a minute and decompress after the case. 

(Y/N) thought of how his hand never left her body. From a gentle touch on the small of her back while they walked through the crowd, to a hand on her thigh, rubbing gentle circles over and over and over again. She never wanted him to stop. What she didn’t know, was that Alden didn't have to pretend he’s absolutely head-over-heels for her. He is absolutely head-over-heels for her. 

(Y/N) felt better after changing and headed back up to the bullpen. She didn’t mean to overhear the current conversation, but it was happening right as she quietly walked in. The only thing she heard was Parker saying, “I just don’t know what to do. I mean, at a certain point tonight, I didn’t have to pretend I love her. I do love her. I love (Y/N), and I don’t know how to tell her.” Tim felt (Y/N)’s presence in the bullpen, but didn’t say anything, because he knew that both Parker and (Y/N) needed to hear it. “You just did.” Tim said, gesturing towards (Y/N). 

(Y/N) couldn’t believe what she just heard. The man she’s been in love with for months, not only feels the same, but he said it outloud. (Y/N) walked up to Parker, and shyly asked, “Is it true? Do you really…?” At first, Parker was scared he overstepped and made (Y/N) uncomfortable. He never wanted to make her uncomfortable. In a moment of bravery, he said, “Yes. All of it. I love you, so much. And you don’t have to say it back or feel the same-” (Y/N) cut him off with a passionate kiss. He very enthusiastically returned the kiss, and he broke the kiss to say, “Wait, you really feel the same way? I always thought you were out of my league.” “Out of your- I always thought you were out of my league.” (Y/N) said with a slight chuckle. 

Jessica interrupted the moment by saying, “Go home you two! And if you need to take the day, we understand.” she said with a wink. “Goodnight!” Parker and (Y/N) said, practically sprinting to the elevator, hand-in-hand. And they did have a magnificent night, and they might have taken the day. It would be a bit awkward to explain to Vance why they both called in sick, but neither of them cared in the moment.

[withlove-amber]

Halloween Costumes

alden parker x reader

This is for all my southern gals, hope you like it!

“I’m sorry to ask you this last minute, but would you mind taking Victoria trick-or-treating for me this Friday?” Jimmy asked (Y/N). “Of course Jimmy! I love Victoria, she’s like the sweetest kid I’ve ever met.” (Y/N) replied. “Thanks, (Y/N), I was hoping I’d be able to finish this case in time, but with the newest body we found… it’s not looking good.” “Anytime, Jimmy. Plus, I think she’ll like my costume.” (Y/N) replied, happy she has an excuse to dress up for Halloween. “Ooh, what’s your costume? Unless it’s a surprise.” Jimmy said. “Nah, you’re good. I think I’m going as Cowgirl Barbie.” “Oh, nice. Victoria says her’s is a surprise. She won’t tell me what it is.” Jimmy replied. “I’ll take pictures for you. Do you want me to pick her up and we can get ready here at NCIS?” (Y/N) asked. “That would be awesome, thank you.” Jimmy replied, grateful for his friend. 

~time skip to Friday~

“Hey, (Y/N), got any plans for tonight?” Jessica asked. “Yeah actually, I do. I’m taking Victoria trick-or-treating for Jimmy.” (Y/N) said. “Aww, cute! Are you dressing up?” Jessica asked. (Y/N) wasn’t sure if she should tell her friend the truth, but ultimately decided to. “Yeah, I am.” “Ooh, what are you going as?” Jessica asked, taking a sip of coffee. “It’s a surprise.” (Y/N) said, not wanting to be judged for her costume. “You have no idea, do you?” Jessica asked, wanting (Y/N) to reveal her costume. “No, I do… I just don’t want to be made fun of for it.” “I’m not going to make fun of you for it. I promise.” Jessica said. “Fine, it’s Cowgirl Barbie.” (Y/N) said, waiting for the laughter to begin. “Like from the new Barbie movie? That’s cute. It's so you.” Jessica said, trying to hold back her laughter at her friend’s choice in costume. “Thanks.” (Y/N) said, relieved her friend didn’t laugh in her face like she expected. “Plus, Parker loves hearing your accent peak through. So imagine the look on his face when he sees you in it.” Jessica said, ending with a wink. 

(Y/N) did have a crush on her boss, but she didn’t think he felt the same. But after what Jessica said, she was starting to wonder if her feelings were as one-sided as she thought. ‘Does he really like my accent?’ (Y/N) thought to herself. After a few hours, (Y/N) picked up Victoria as promised and brought her to NCIS. “Hey, what’s up Victoria?” Nick said when he spotted Victoria and (Y/N) exiting the elevator. “Hi, Uncle Nick. (Y/N)’s taking me trick-or-treating tonight!” “What are you dressing up as, Victoria?” Nick asked. “It’s a surprise, Uncle Nick.” Victoria replied. “Wow, you’re not even going to tell your favorite uncle?” Nick said, feigning offense. “Come on, (Y/N), let’s get ready!” Victoria said, grabbing (Y/N)’s hand. 

(Y/N) and Victoria went down to Kasie’s lab to get ready for the night ahead of them. As they came back to the bullpen (after taking photos with Kasie for Jimmy), they heard a myriad of ‘wows’ and ‘I love it’ coming from the team. Victoria came out first, showing off her Tinkerbell costume. After about a minute, (Y/N) came out and heard almost the same thing from the team, minus the “Wow you look so pretty” from Nick. He did whistle though, making (Y/N) glad she chose that particular costume. The costume consisted of a vest, flared pants, and a matching cowboy hat, all in the same shade of Barbie pink.

Parker wasn’t there when they came out to show off their costumes, as he was asking Jimmy for an update on the case. But what he saw when he came back up the stairs, he’ll never forget. (Y/N) was sitting at her desk, feet resting on her desk, showing off her brown cowboy boots. She was pretending to talk on the phone, while Nick took a photo of her. ‘So this was the mystery costume…wow. She looks great. It's so her.’ Parker thought. He was starting to wonder why she was dressed up. Yes, it was Halloween, but people don’t dress up at NCIS very much. He didn’t have to wonder for very long, as he spotted Victoria in her costume. 

Victoria and (Y/N) took photos with the team, as promised to Jimmy. When it was time to take a picture with Parker, (Y/N) started feeling even more nervous than she was already feeling about the entire situation. Parker didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable, so he asked if he could put his hand on her waist. He wasn’t expecting her to say “Sure, Alden.” She didn’t just call him “Parker”, but “Alden”.  (Y/N) wouldn’t admit it to anyone, but she thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of his hand  on her waist. She often wondered how gentle his touch would be. Every thought and every daydream had nothing on the real thing. 

Earlier when she was getting ready with Victoria, she briefly wondered if Parker would find it adorable or weird. ‘Please be adorable.’ (Y/N) thought. Little did she know, he really liked the way she looked in that costume. He didn’t want to make it obvious, but he couldn’t tear his beautiful hazel green eyes away from the sway of her hips as she walked with Victoria to the elevator. But he forgot for a moment that he works with extremely intelligent individuals who can read human behavior like there’s no tomorrow. So him trying not to be obvious didn’t quite work out the way he wanted it to. 

“So Parker, what’d you think of (Y/N)’s costume?” Torres said, with a smirk forming on his face. Parker knew he wouldn’t stop being teased by the team, but he was okay with it because he had hope that one day (Y/N) will feel the same. Little did he know, she already did.

[withlove-amber]

alden parker x reader

Beach day, finally. (Y/N) had been looking forward to that day for a long while. It wasn’t a usual beach day all by her lonesome, it was a beach day with friends. Kasie, Jessica, Delilah, and (Y/N) had finally been able to hang out outside of work. At first they threw some different ideas around like brunch, farmer’s market, and Vegas even made its way onto the list from Kasie. They ultimately decided on a beach trip, when (Y/N) had said she hadn’t been to the beach in ages and was looking forward to going sometime. (Y/N) picked everyone up and they headed to the beach for a day of fun and relaxation. 

When they got to the beach, they did all the tourist-y things, like going to different shops, eating overpriced ice cream, and taking photos to later post on Instagram. Then, they went to shore to pick out a spot that wasn’t too close to the water, and was far enough away from everyone else. They spent the next several minutes people-watching and talking about anything and everything. Kasie suggested they get in the water before it got too busy, and they spent the next hour or two in the water, while Delilah stayed behind to soak up the vitamin D from the sun’s rays. 

After they came back from the waves, everyone was a tad peckish, so they ate from the many different snacks (Y/N) packed. (Y/N) wasn’t sure when the conversation switched from normal agency gossip to their love lives. “So, (Y/N), anyone catching your eye?” Delilah asked playfully. Before she had a chance to say anything, Jessica butted in and said, “Oh yeah, our team lead. Alden Parker.” (Y/N)’s cheeks went scarlet. She thought she was discreet about her crush, but nope. (Y/N) did work with experienced investigators, so if Jessica noticed, that probably means others did too. 

“Yeah, it’s true…” (Y/N) shyly responded. “He’s kind, funny, smart, brave, loyal, and pretty easy on the eyes too. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t date for looks, but it’s an added bonus.” (Y/N) said, trying to ignore the smirk on Jessica’s face, and the smiles growing on Kasie and Delilah’s faces. “It’s something about the silver hair that does it for you, (Y/N), huh?” Jessica said playfully. “Maybe a little. It adds to the look.” (Y/N) laughed back. “I think it’s cute you have a crush on him, (Y/N). Now I’ve never met him, but from what Tim’s told me, and from what I’ve heard today, he sounds like a great guy.” Delilah said, giving (Y/N)’s hand a slight squeeze. 

“Thanks, I just wish he felt the same…” (Y/N) trailed off sadly. “He does.” Jessica replied. “Sure he does.” (Y/N) said sarcastically. “No, I mean it, (Y/N). He does.” Jessica said. “It’s true. Jessica’s right, (Y/N). I’ve seen the way he looks at you, he does.” added Kasie. “You haven’t noticed him flirting with you? Those glances across the room? How close he stands next to you?” Jessica said. (Y/N) shook her head. “He really does?” (Y/N) replied, surprised by their statements. “Yeah, he really does, (Y/N).” Jessica replied, giving (Y/N) an encouraging smile. "You should ask him to dinner. He'll say yes." Delilah said encouragingly. All weekend long, all (Y/N) could think about was Alden, what they told her, and if Delilah's advice. 

When (Y/N) showed up for work, she found a cup of coffee on her desk. She knew it was from Alden. ‘Maybe they’re right.’ (Y/N) thought when she saw the coffee. She quickly dismissed the thought when she saw Tim and Nick walking into the bullpen. “Hey, (Y/N), how was your weekend? Delilah said you guys had fun.” Tim said. “It was fun. We went to the beach and just had a girls day.” (Y/N) replied, trying not to blush at the thought of what was discussed at the beach. Alden was sitting at his desk, trying to get a headstart on the paperwork that needed to be done. He tried not to think of (Y/N) at the beach. He tried not to think of what she was wearing or if she had any tan lines anywhere. His thoughts were interrupted when (Y/N) called his name and asked him if he had a good weekend. “I did, (Y/N). Thanks for asking.” 

The rest of the day was filled with mostly silence and the odd joke thrown about the bullpen. (Y/N) tried not to think about the man sitting directly across from her and how damn fine he looked in navy blue. She wondered if she should make a move, finally asking him if he wanted to go to dinner sometime. Right as the day was coming to an end, (Y/N) decided to take the girls’ advice, and ask him to dinner. When she stood up to walk to Alden’s desk, he called out her name and asked if they could talk for a second. ‘Great job, Alden. Give her a heart attack by asking to talk.’ He thought. “I was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner with me sometime?” 

(Y/N) didn’t respond for a moment, as she was too stunned to reply. The man of her desires just asked her to dinner. It was really happening. “Sorry if I’ve just misread the entire situation. I didn’t mean to-” “Yes! I’d love to go to dinner with you Alden.” (Y/N) replied, enthusiastically. “I just thought you weren’t into me like that.” (Y/N) said. “Of course I am. You’re kind, funny, smart, beautiful, and a damn good agent. I’ve wanted to ask you for a while. I just didn’t know how you’d respond.” Alden said, reaching for her hand. When their hands met, they instantly felt sparks. “I was actually about to ask you the same question, Alden.” (Y/N) confessed. “Really?” Alden replied, stunned that the woman of his desires feels the same. 

“Does tomorrow work for you, (Y/N)?” “Absolutely, Alden.” He loved hearing her use his first name, instead of just “Parker”. He walked her to her car, and kissed her cheek. “Goodnight, (Y/N).” Alden said, looking forward to tomorrow night. “Goodnight, Alden.” (Y/N) replied, with sparks still surging through her body. ‘God, he’s such a gentleman.’ (Y/N) thought. (Y/N) dreamt of Alden Parker, and Alden Parker dreamt of her.

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That Peach Dress

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Finally, girls night. (Y/N) had been looking forward to girls night with Jessica and Kasie for the last week. She even went shopping for a new dress, just for the occasion. She tried 3 different stores before she found the dress she wanted. When she first saw it in the display window, she made a beeline for the rack where the dresses were, and found the last one in her size. She immediately tried it on, and felt like a supermodel. The dress was much shorter than she was used to wearing, but she knew she looked hot. She cringed a little when she looked at the price tag, but she did just get paid extra for overtime and hazard pay. So if this is how she wants to spend her money, then on an expensive dress it shall be. 

Last weekend they were supposed to go out, but Kasie canceled last minute, and halfway through, Jessica got food poisoning. (Y/N) stayed with Jessica to make sure she was okay, and Jessica felt so bad for ruining the night. (Y/N) was a smidge disappointed in the direction the night went, but (Y/N) ultimately wanted to make sure her friend was okay. So this girls night, everyone was ready and excited. (Y/N) had styled her hair into a high ponytail and curled the bottom section of her hair. She kept her makeup relatively simple, with a winged liner, some bronzer, and a nude lip. The finishing touches to her look was a diamond choker Kasie had given her as a gift, and silver heels. 

Jessica had texted her saying her and Kasie were on their way. She couldn’t wait for the night to begin. But unfortunately, crime never stops, not even on a girls night. ‘Ding dong!’ (Y/N)’s doorbell sounded off, and thinking it was the girls, she said, “Damn bitch, you got here fast!” But when she opened the door, it was not the girls, it was Alden Parker. Her boss, and the man she had been in love with since he took over from Gibbs as team lead. (Y/N) instantly froze, and so did Parker. Never in a million years did he think he would see her dressed in something so provocative, yet there she was standing at her door, with eyes as wide as can be. “What’s up?” (Y/N) barely managed to squeak out. “We got a case. I thought I’d save some time and pick you up on the way there.” Parker replied, trying not to make it obvious that he really liked the outfit she was wearing. 

“Sounds good, um, let me just change and I’ll be back in a minute.” (Y/N) said, swiftly making her way back to her bedroom to change, and trying to avoid eye contact with Parker. While she changed clothes into something a little more work-appropriate, she also texted Kasie and Jessica to let them know girls night was canceled. When she emerged from her bedroom, she could barely make eye contact with Parker. Needless to say, the drive to the crime scene was quiet, as well as the banter between the two, which was not the norm. The first thing that Torres said when he saw (Y/N) was, “Damn, (Y/N), you look hot!” “Thanks, Nick.” (Y/N) replied, trying to pretend like the last 35 minutes didn’t happen. What (Y/N) failed to notice when she was walking to ask Jimmy what he had found, was the jealous look in Parker’s eyes when Torres had commented on (Y/N)’s outfit. 

The outfit (Y/N) had changed into was a pair of black jeans, black boots, and a black denim jacket. She made the dress into a shirt by tucking the extremely short hem into her jeans. Kasie and Jessica had said something along the lines of, “Damn, look at you, (Y/N)! You look hot!” mirroring what Torres had said earlier that night. Parker couldn’t stop staring at (Y/N), no matter how hard he tried. He kept thinking about the way she looked in that peach dress. How tight and figure-hugging it was. How the cowl neck made her cleavage look even more inviting than normal. How the hem of the dress made her legs look a mile long. God, he couldn’t stop thinking about her legs. How smooth and silky they looked. 

He was able to keep it together for the rest of the night (somehow), and by morning, (Y/N) was able to make eye contact with him again. (Y/N) decided at one point to go up to him and explain why she was dressed like that. “Sorry you had to see me like that, Parker. It was supposed to be girls night, but then you came to the door, and everything happened.” “No! Um, it’s okay. I gathered that’s why you had on that dress, and you don’t have to explain anything to me.” Parker replied, still blushing at the thought of how damn fine she looked in the dress. “Thanks Parker, I appreciate it.” (Y/N) said. “Alden, call me Alden.”