Under Covers Again NCISUnder Covers Again NCIS3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ziva sat upright at her desk, as she glared open-mouthed at Tony, who had a look of utmost triumph embellished on his cheeky face. Words failed her. A bleep from her computer notified Ziva to another stupid email from DiNozzo, God how he annoyed her!
5.55pm Anthony DiNozzo Ziva David
'Why not give us a better look Ziva!'
Apparently he was referring to the view he had got of Ziva's rear as she was sifting through the files earlier; he had crept up behind her, and whispered in her ear, 'Hey Zee-Vah', deliberately dragging out her name to annoy her. His breath against her neck had made her jump, and caused her - to much frustration - to drop her armful of case files, and despite now knowing that Tony's attention was being placed specifically on her behind rather than the work he was supposed to be doing, had had to bend over to pick up the files all over again. When she was able to stand up again she found herself facing Tony, who had a grin spreading quickly across his features in
Screw Rule twelve p7Screw Rule twelve p74 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
With every passing second I could feel more and more consumed into Ziva. Her eyes, her figure everything about her. This was a good choice, don't screw this up Tony, he kept telling himself over and over between kisses. Of course she had her flaws but those were all on the inside. I loved her, no doubt, and that is a hard thing to admit. I didn't want to get hurt. Hell I don't want her to be hurt by my stupid mistakes I have to man up to my feelings for once.
How long has it been? A minute? Thirty? I lost track after the first kiss. It didn't matter, Gibbs was still gonna have our asses when we got back. Especially considering it is so obvious to where we have been
As Ziva collected her jacket, she looked up at me with a devious smile. "I wonder if we shouldn't have left Tim with all that work."
I smiled equally. "Oh Probie'll be fine. Its character-building."
We left the bathroom in the same condition in which we entered, or maybe even
Screw Rule twelve p6Screw Rule twelve p64 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What was I to do? For the first time in a long time, I was in love. In love with a man I never thought I would never love in a million years. What if Tim and Abby were right about their suspicions? From what Tony told me, both are worried sick for our well being. I, too, remember what happens every time we get close. It's always either followed by one of us being shot at, kidnapped, exposed, or even one of us losing this sense of feeling. Though I never really noticed it before, my friends have and that is all that matters. Even Gibbs can agree that something will happen. It wasn't his words, but his eyes said it all.
After taking the man suspected of having an affair with the lieutenant's wife and killing off the competition, we brought him back to NCIS and began to interrogate. Tim and Abby were still down in the lab doing who knows what, Gibbs was doing the interrogating, which left Tony and I observing him. We stood inches apart; so close I could
McAbby Drabble by white-snowNCIS - McAbbyMcAbby Drabble by white-snow5 years ago in General More Like This
These are the rules-
1. Pick a character, pairing, fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the timeframe of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. (Had to stop the music occasionally because I couldn't complete the thought processes fast enough.)
4. Do ten of these and then post them.
I. Epiphany - Staind
Timothy McGee turned around to face Abby Sciuto, the NCIS forensic expert. He struggled to put a smile on his face, but her own smile made Timothy feel tormented inside. Abby flung her arms around his neck and hugged him close, still smiling broadly. Timothy hugged her back, his face pensive, his brow furrowed. Abby stepped back and cocked her head, looking at him with her dark eyes.
"Are you okay, McGee?" she asked, her voice innoce
Stay With Me - Tiva FanficStay With Me - Tiva Fanfic1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ziva sat in her room, she had never felt such relief to be safely at home.Her dark brown eyes gazed around at every part of her bedroom, she sighed.She had only got out of the hospital a few hours ago and had fallen asleep once she had been dropped back at her apartment. Ziva looked up quickly and wide eyed as her bedroom door opened.Her eye's met Tony's as a smile came onto his face "Your awake, thank God" he said. Ziva smiled slightly "Well if me sleeping is that concerning I'll stay awake..." she said.Tony looked down to the floor "No that's alright...I'll leave you in peace now" he said and then turned, getting ready to leave Ziva's apartment.A jolt of fear shot through Ziva, something unusual for her "Wait,Tony!" she said.Tony turned around to face Ziva once again, looking slightly shocked by the former Mossad agent's reaction.
Ziva blushed slightly,feeling childish "Umm...Stay..with me?" she whispered, fear gripping her again.Tony tried to stop a smile from coming onto his face,
Which C.M agent are you?Which C.M agent are you?3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Criminal Minds journal fill in
 your friends/family think you overwork yourself
 you are generally always serious
 your job/work is your life
 your belief in justice keeps you going
 it is rare to see you smile
 you prefer the role of leader
 you've lost someone you deeply love
 you want to save everyone
 you always find a reason to simile
 you initially come off as daunting, but have a good soul
Aaron Hotchner /10
 you're pretty and tough
 your hardest work is behind the scenes
 you understand people, and pick up on their emotions
 your afraid of getting hurt, and hurting others
 you have a piece of jewelery you wear sacredly
 you grew up in a small town
 you work tirelessly and you're driven
 you work well with others
 you're a good public speaker
 you've had a suicide hit close
Prisoner Of War VllPrisoner Of War Vll2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Title: Prisoner Of War
Chapter 7: Let It Go
Universe: Transformers Prime
Characters (Main): Bumblebee, Starscream
Pairing: BeeXOptimus, StarscreamXBee
Warnings: Talk of interfacing
(Bumblebee's beeps and whirls he uses to talk)
: Comm. Link:
Bumblebee stood just outside the small door that led to Starscream's room, with his hands behind his back and his head down. He was starting to think this was a bad idea. He should go back to Knockout's room and get some recharge but that wasn't going to happen. He just didn't think it was the best idea. Or he could just go ahead a leave. He would be going against Optimus's orders but still he would rather have Optimus give him a long speech then stay there.
Bumblebee was little confused about the whole thing. What made him change his mind so quickly about Knockout? Was it the interfacing?
The bearOne day in august, three rocks rolled down the stream of chocolate.The bear3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
KABOM, fell a plane.
Yuri:: I'm SorryI strolled around the city, smiling at the snowflakes that sways as it slowly fall onto the floor. I watched the snow fall and landYuri:: I'm Sorry2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And I bumped into someone. I lost balance and hit the floor. "O-oof !" I looked up. A slightly taller, peach haired girl stood in front of me. She was wearing a black turtle neck sweater. She stared at me with her sharp, shiny grey eyes but out of the sharpness of them, a hint of sadness shown. I stood up. "I'm sorry." I smiled. I rubbed off the snow off my bottom and looked at her. "I'm T--"
"Tsutomi. Yeah I know." The girl's cold voice whispered. I looked at her with curiosity. Her eyes responded to mine, it seemed, and she began to speak.
"You were in that bus accident, about a month ago. I know. It was all over the news You didn't remember anything before the incident " She whispered sadly. I looked at her and frowned. " But I'm fine now! See?" I smiled happily at her, hoping it would take the pain away. She looke
Kigo Children It was another typical night at the Go household; Kim was off saving the world fromKigo Children3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
some super villian, and Shego returned home after a long day of work. Only tonight, since
Kim wouldn't be back for a day or so, she was stuck with their newborn daughter, Kasey Ann
Go. A few months prior to that night, the young married couple had welcomed a beautiful
baby girl into the world; with Shego's green skin tone, her emerald green eyes and her
powers, she seemed to be a mini-version of her "papa." But though it was still just a
light dusting of hair on top of her delicate head, she had Kim's orange hair with black
streaks running through it. They both adored the little girl, though Kim, as her mother
and still very very emotionally attached to her newborn baby, primarily took care of her.
Shego had no real talent with children, but she loved little Kasey very much. However,
since Kim was gone, she had no clue how to take care of her.
She carefully lift
Life as a LesbianLife as a Lesbian3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
~ Life as a Lesbian.
I remembered the time that I was twelve. I played soccer and was very good. I even beat the boys! Well, mostly boy's, cause they are my friends. I don't really have girl friends. I just love to hang out with boys I guess.
Then after practice a group of girls walked towards me. They began to yell at me, I just don't know why The screamed things like: 'You're nothing! Why are you so boyish?? Be normal! What are you? A dyke?!' I didn't even knew what that last word meant
That evening I walked towards my father and asked: 'Dad, what does Dyke mean?' He slapped me in the face 'How dare you!' He screamed. I fled to my room and never asked something like that again. I cried whole night.
When I was fourteen I remembered a girl who was bullied at school. They said she likes girls. A girl who loves other girls. Since then I know what the word Dyke means. I didn't really spent time about that. I just kno
SariTsu:: Lonely NightIt was a chilly night. The dark blue background roamed around the sky with glittering stars and one big full moon. I walk alone on this time of night. Obviously, it's been lonely since I left the school Sari had been busy, and I didn't want to disturb her work So I spend my days alone, or with one of my siblings. I sighed and looked up at the sky.SariTsu:: Lonely Night2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I looked at my cellphone that I held, I opened the message.
Hey Tsu. I won't be able to see you much for awhile... So I guess our daily walk would be cancelled. I'll text you again when I can. Love you.
I sighed and text back saying okay. I put my phone away and stood up from the cold bench. I began walking home, holding onto my mini sports bag.
"Jeez Sari She can be so busy " I sighed with disappointment. " I guess it's for the best I don't want her to get fired because of me anyway." I
BulimiaShove your finger down your throatBulimia8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Watch yourself explode
As your insides turn against you
And come out
Watch them splatter in the sink
As your own guilt weighs upon you
Begs you to stop
But you ignore it's pleads
You're in too far to quit now
You've worked too hard to quit now
You're too close to being beautiful to quit now
This is the closest you have ever been
You can almost feel the victory within you
Soon others will finally see you,
Will finally know that you exist,
Will finally have to accept you as you are
But little do you know
That the finger that you use
Is the trigger to the gun
That ends you life
Garden Scene.Garden Scene.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Some days after Caren discovered the abandoned boar whelp, she decided to sit in the garden whilst her dorm-mate tended the roses. She had been confined to the stiflingly small dormitory room tending to her infant pet, and she imagined that they both needed some fresh air.
Dewi had been minding the roses quite often lately. This bothered Caren, though she wasn't sure why. That uncertainty bothered her more, and as a result, she sat in the garden watching thin fingers avoid thorns when she would usually be sitting in the courtyard studying. She felt cross with herself for preferring the garden today because any other day, she would not have chosen it. Dewi hardly noticed her presence, and she felt she might even be annoyed with him if he didas though he would be intruding if he realised she was looking at him.
Flustered at the thought, Caren paid excessive mind to the little boar, rubbing him vigorously and disturbing his sleep. He awoke with a start, blinking his tired eyes, givi
The Strongest - PrologueBlue skies with scattered splotches of white were cast over the Great Capitol of Ultima on a day that would shake the very foundations of the city itself - People from all over the world gathered together on this day, which came only once every ten years. There were few who would miss this day of all days. Today was the grand opening of Ultima's most famous event, the Battle of the Strongest Tournament.The Strongest - Prologue3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dating back more than hundreds of years ago to Ultima's ancient origins as a clan filled with the strongest of warriors, whose presence on the battlefield was unmatched. In due time that clan became a tribe, which soon became an empire encompassing many lands, the leader of which was decided through a battle of the greatest warriors. As a tribute to that battle for glory long ago, the tradition of the Battle of the Strongest Tournament was born.
In the center of the Great Capitol was a huge, circular arena surrounded by four gigantic walls of the strongest stone, with a high tower in ea
I'm A TomboyI'm A Tomboy4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am a tomboy thats ok, I love to play basketball every day, I like to dirty and mess-up my clothes, I listen to music everywhere I go. I don't like pink but I can go for blue, I hate dresses because pants are the right thing for me. I hate light colors they make me want to puke, dark colors are my thing they make me say "yippee, whoa who". I don't think as boys "oh their cute", I think of as friends in my group. So call me a tomboy I don't care, just don't call me a sweet girl and think I'm a teddy bear.
Clowning AroundThe Everyday Life of Gray and BaylaClowning Around5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
People flew out of the mimes way as she sprinted into the tenement section of the city. They hardly batted an eyelash a clown on a unicycle came barreling after her, just minutes behind; though that didnt stop them from giving her an even wider berth. Though it was drenched in familiarity, the explosions that rocked them soon afterwards sent a shiver up their spines and throughout their bodies. Deep down they knew they shouldnt have been surprised. This had been happening for far too long to be, but they were. Every day it was the same thing; a crazed clown on a unicycle chasing a poor, confused mime. In their hearts they wished that the madness would stop for both themselves and the mime, but they knew it was wasted hope. It would continue like this, every day, as it had for the last three years.
The aforementioned mime was currently running for her lifeagainas a hellhound chased her through the bowels of Satan
gamma pt 1hey gang,gamma pt 16 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
this is my first ever growth story. while there is no actual growth in this part there will be in subsequent volumes. i'm not sure how long it will be, but i have a few parts in mind. hope you guys enjoy. c/c always welcomed and encouraged.
Jessica Woods was sitting in the kiosk at the family gym that she had worked since her freshman year in high school. Her dad ran the place and the whole family helped out. One of the benefits of working at the gym was pops allowed everyone a free membership. After all he wanted his family to be healthy.
Jessica, looking as bored as ever flipped through her calculus book and was thinking about what to do her mid-term paper on. Jessica was a very cute girl. High cheek bones, Very soft creamy white skin, long black hair. Now when I say cute I mean cute. Not sexy at all. Poor Jessica had no body to speak of. She was flat chested very thin. Not someone you would expect to find working in a gym. Especially a family o
Eternal LoveNatsuki, a small blue haired girl around the age of 6, sat near the lake, a fishing poll in her small hands. She waited quitely for the fish to bite, even though she had already more than enough in her fishing net. She wanted a lot to provide for her family. She loved them that much.Eternal Love2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ara! What a cute little girl!" a brown haired in a purple dress exclaimed.
The six year old jumped. "Wah! When did...how did...how did you get near me without me sensing you?" she then cocked her head to the side, "and what's 'ara?'"
"Ara! How cute! Just like a curious puppy!" brown haired girl smiled. "I snuck up on you. I'm good at stealth, and you were quite lost in your thoughts."
"Well..um..." Natsuki blushed, staring into the red eyes of the other gir. 'She's...cute...'
"What's your name?"
Natsuki stiffened. "I'm not telling you! My mom taught me not to talk to strangers!"
The brown haired girl's bottom lip stuck out, and her eyes began to water. "So you don't want to be my friend? Am I ugly? Or is
Character Profile: Eru LiafuCharacter Profile: Eru Liafu3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Eru Liafu
Occupation: a maid in the royal palace of the Gyorei-family
Current Location: a prison at the southern side of Anthrozia
Characteristics: Long, black hair (turning shorter from the back). The left side is longer, reaching almost the middle part of her back and the right side reaches a bit over her shoulders.
Eru has large, light blue eyes and a pale skin.
She wears a maid's outfit with a black apron with frill decorations and a grey, short dress. Her legs are covered with black over-knee socks and grey ankle-boots with red laces. She also wears a hair a gray hair decoration with frills on it.
Personality: Many of the people who have met Eru just a couple of times say that she is a kind girl with a golden heart and good intentions. Only those, who have known her for longer know that behind the innocent angelic face lays a mischievous nature with lots of perverted thoughts and plans. Eru enjoys playing around with people's minds by making them feel embarrassed or
Micky The Chipmunk Biography InfoMicky The Chipmunk Biography Info2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full Name: Micky Lindsy
Birthday: July 4th, 1997
Age: 14 years young
Siblings: Katelyn the Munkette
Species: 60% chipmunk 40% Ferret Her mother was an East Aftrican Genet and her father was a North American Chipmunk.
Status (Realationship): Single
Best Friends: Static The Chipmunk, Flash The Skunkmunk, Katelyn the Munkette, Otter the Seamunk, Snowdrop the chipmunk ,and Austin the Skunkmunk.
Crushes: None At The Moment.
Appearance: A female genet and chipmunk hybrid with long blonde hair. Her fur is a creamish yellow color. She has a flower with six petals on it of the colors of the rainbow. (ex. one petal orange , another yellow) She has a rainbow checkered scarf that she wears at times. She does not wear pants, nor a skirt most of the time. Her Hoodie she wears is a light blue with a lighter blue almost white M on the left of it. She has a long tail due to being part genet.
LuciferLucifer7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A misunderstood angel,
Thrown from his home of heavens beyond,
People bow before you faithfully.
Some slit wrists hoping to glance you as they die.
Some cry bloodied tears and curse your name,
As they watch friends die
In sickness, starvation and war.
To some you're a myth,
You are a legend, not even close,
To being real.
But here lies the truth
Under old marble walls
Hidden from all humans
Not to be discovered till death.
Why does the bible not say words?
The truths about him and his four.
The Four brothers that live and reign.
Over all of Hell.
God does not move to save his children,
I used to love him.
But even Lucifer would not be this cruel.
Lucifer has better sense even then God.
Since he knows suffering as we do.
And God knows nothing of our pain.
Could You Have The Courage?I heard it was that time again. People have been talking about this day for years, could it be? Dry oxygen and terrible dry skin, like the scale of a lizard. Yup, that day once again. I always hated that day.Could You Have The Courage?3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
If you could take that hate and put it in a cup, the cup would just explode into smitherinies and its content would burn through the dusty wooden floor and hit the very core of the ground. And let the world wither away. Dead. 'Course you must wonder what was so bad about this day to make me speak such words of hatred. the "special" feel about this day has been in my stomach ever since my youth. that damaged youth. that ignored youthfull child inside me that weakened by it's terrible messages. (the messages are there, you just have to reach out and grab it, and scream at it)
We're all gonna have that icy moment of revelation one day and thats the big guy's way of saying "Yes, I Know. My World Sucks But You're Gonna Live It The Way I've Set It Up"
.... That's Bullshit. What you do t