taylorgibbs | Unwritten meme post--January edition. Prompts closed for now.

Since this has been wonderful for my creativity, I'm going to try to do a monthly post as well.

Tell me a story I haven’t written, and I will give you 1-3 sentences from or about it. Or, knowing me, a few paragraphs, a page, or a promise of a much longer fic Lol!

I'm taking 15 prompts for now. Anything prompted in the previous post is a bonus. This will be a link to the master post.

Update: prompts are closed for now, but as these are done, I'll open up another post, as long as these are done before Feb 1. Otherwise, we'll hit the Feb post :)

A few rules.
Only 2 prompts per poster for now. Bonuses do not count toward the total.

I'll write NCIS, CSINY (first 3 seasons only), It Takes a Thief,Chicago Hope, light crossovers with various shows/book series (send me a PM or just prompt and I'll yea or nay ya), original fic.

No overt death fic, no promptor insertion fics, no overt abuse by hero character. No sequels to other people's stories.

Het, gen, slash prompts welcome. AU, paranormal welcome. Just please no Tony/Ziva, Stella/Mac, Danny/Lindsay, or Gibbs/Jenny These aren't pairings I'm able to write.

Prompt away!

Masterlist

Bonus fics

For

kateri_e Model Man. Gibbs/DiNozzo preslash

The one where Gibbs comes across the charity calendar Tony did in College, the "Naughty Frat Boys of OSU" one.

For

tejas Talking to Do Gen

Tony finds out what his dad did for a living before Tony was born. ITAT/NCIS

For

tingreca Shadows and Light Gen

You already have mine - Shifter!Gibbs the white tiger with the blue eyes and Tony the Coati... (at your leisure...)

For

sinfulslasher One Shot, One Love Gibbs/DiNozzo

Another look into prison!Tony's life, now that he's "One Shot" Gibbs' bitch? Pretty please with nekkid Tony on top?

For alicia. Nick/Gibbs/Tony - Tony goes missing and his men have to use their own strengths to get him back, in short, Nick's charm and Gibbs' brass ones.

For alicia. Alexander Mundy (who turns out to be Senior) and Gibbs worked together when Gibbs was a Marine. They had at least a fling, if not more.

New prompts!

1.

kaylashay81 Turned Gibbs/DiNozzo

Gibbs was "recruited" by the government and a lot of time, money and politics went into his training and "cooperation." Now, all that energy has gone to hell when his assignment involves the heir of Anthony DiNozzo, Sr.

2.

cinderella81 Comedy of Errors Gibbs/DiNozzo

The one where everything goes wrong on Tony and Gibbs' first date up until the sex ... The sex makes up for it :D

3.

kaylashay81 Caged, with 3 different endings! Tony/? :)
Caged

Tony looked sadly at the naked man huddled in the corner of the small cage. "Yeah," he said, "He's mine."

4.

hildejohanne Hurt Chapter 1 Gibbs/DiNozzo

Since I saw you're giving glimpses into commisioned fics, maybe a peek at Hurt? *hands you cookies*

5.

onlyonechoice Boyfriend meet Dad Kelly/Tony

College!Kelly introduces her father to her new boyfriend, a hot-shot basketball star from Ohio State :)

6.

hawk_soaring Nursemaid Gibbs/DiNozzo

Gibbs: "You refuse to take care of yourself so someone obviously has to do it for you." Gibbs/Tony, of course.

7.

ferneberga Warming Him Up Gibbs/DiNozzo

Gibbs + DiNozzo very recently established. Turns out Gibbs is really touchy-feely and delights in PDA - gets amorous at a crime-scene to Tony's chagrin.

8.

sunsaralyn Hypnotized Gibbs/DiNozzo

The team stumbles on to Tony's MOAS: he's been in love with Gibbs for YEARS. (maybe as part of a case, maybe not).

9.

sinfulslasher I'm Your Man Gibbs/DiNozzo

I'd be thrilled if you wrote a sequel to the Deputizing Deadeye DiNozzo prompt... *bats eyelashes*

10.

sinfulslasher Play This Through Gibbs/DiNozzo/McGee

Sequel to my "Tony and Timmy have cybersex during work" prompt. McTibbs threesome, please, and thank you! :)

11. dietpunkfics Sig's Surprise Gibbs/DiNozzo

Tony 'helps' Gibbs pick out a new wardrobe due to an oopsie by the dog. Is Tony behind the whole thing? What happened?

12. tejas Unspoken Communication Gibbs/DiNozzo

Gibbs and Tony go undercover as a couple. They have to make an appearance at a romantic restaurant as part of selling their cover. They're not there to see, but to be seen by whoever it is NCIS is interested in. One of two things should happen - if this is ER, it's a beautifully bittersweet moment because they can't do this as themselves or, if it's FT, the setting and the situation open both their eyes.

13. tejas Still Gibbs/DiNozzo

Tony's in a coma. Either again or this could be from NotB (or something similar). Gibbs is trying to tell Jack just what Tony means to him. It could either be a "coming out to Dad" story or just a rare moment when Gibbs just needs to be able to *say* it to someone he knows won't judge him for him... or at least hopes won't judge him for it.

14. gibbsgirlabby Hard Choice Gibbs/DiNozzo

The one where Tony can go back into time to change one event--either stop Hernandez from shooting Shannon and Kelly, or stop Ari from shooting Kate.

15.

silvertales Sixth Sense Gen

While Ducky talks to their corpses, never expecting answers, Tony actually can speak to the dead... and they talk back. The recent string of murders has been a ploy to draw NCIS... the killer is obsessed with Tony and wants him for his own.

Established/First time up to you, but would prefer some kind of Tibbs, as opposed to gen.

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Date: 2012-01-08 05:23 pm (UTC)

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Hurt Ch1 part 2

~*~
Three Months Later

Tony stormed into the house, throwing down his laptop bag and kicking it halfheartedly. It had been another nightmare day and he was exhausted. From the lack of lights and the sixty-five degree temp in the house, it was clear that Tony was the first one home, at ten pm.

This was not working out. There were so many nights where he or Gibbs were catching long cases, working crazy hours—and in his case, traveling to San Diego for three days in pursuit of someone selling counterfeit Navy uniforms. The responsibility was immense and after the Renny Grant thing, Tony didn’t trust himself, not entirely.

He supposed his team was okay. Dwayne Wilson was sharp and they’d worked together before—briefly, but Dwayne had made a great first impression. Tony was as convinced in Dwayne as he assumed Gibbs had been toward him in the early days. Cynthia Summers was the surprise. Jenny’s former admin assistant had been laid off when Jenny had died, and Cynthia had taken the opportunity to get through the police academy and FLETC. She’d graduated top of her class and brought the team smarts and wit—not to mention beauty. But Tony wouldn’t flirt with her; that just didn’t feel right. The third member of his team was the most surprising of all. Jemma Dorchester was British born and raised, the daughter of a Naval Aviator who’d married a Brit. She’d gone to college at NYU and after getting a degree in Criminology, she’d decided to go to the FBI.

The Feebs were no place for her, and Jemma had joined NCIS three years ago, one of Jenny’s last hires. She’d been designed as a probie for Paula’s team, but then all of that had gone to hell. Jemma had been assigned then to Vance’s team, where she’d impressed the then assistant director. After Jenny’s death, she’d gone to Pensacola, as a solo agent who had a fantastic close rate. Now that she’d closed a few high-profile cases, SecNav had his eye on her and had moved her closer to DC. Jemma was his senior agent and Tony found himself relying on her more and more.

Gibbs had a new probie as well. McGee was his senior agent, and Tony could accept that. McGee’d been part of the core group. With Kate. Even though it made Tony itchy to think of McGee and not him on Gibbs’ six, he could accept it. He trusted McGee as much as he trusted anyone.

Ziva hadn’t come back to NCIS after Somalia. She hadn’t been cleared for field-agent duty, hadn’t wanted to be on desk duty as an agent. She was now working at the Israeli embassy and Gibbs and McGee had seen her a few times.

Tony didn’t know the two new members of Gibbs’ team by more than names, but the one name had floored him—Alexander Remington…Alexander Remington Gibbs. Turned out Jethro had a brother that neither he or Jack had ever thought to mention to Tony. Or the team. McGee had told him, calling him in shock, Abby squealing in the background. The guy had just shown up, stowing his gear at Tony’s desk as if he’d belonged there, looking just like Gibbs. It was eerie, they’d said. And when they’d sent Tony the personnel file and picture, Tony’d been shocked and stunned. The guy had a military career, had washed out after an accident in Iraq, looked exactly like what he was—a ten year younger Gibbs. McGee and Abbs said he was a good investigator, a great asset to the team.

Tony hated everything about him.

The other probie was a guy named Cal Hatori, someone who’d been in McGee’s FLETC class. An older guy, former Dot Commer. He was a good shot and methodical, but even when he pressed, Tony couldn’t get more details from Abby and McGee. He was coming to the conclusion that Hatori wasn’t that memorable, though he had to be good if he didn’t wash out. Gibbs didn’t suffer fools.

Date: 2012-01-08 05:24 pm (UTC)

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Hurt Ch 1 part 3

Tony had tried to press McGee and Abby—and even Ducky and Palmer—about Gibbs’ team, but outside of the love fest for Alexander Remington Gibbs, the team had nothing for him. And nothing wasn’t gonna help the mess of Tony’s life.

It wasn’t as if Gibbs said a word to him. Most nights, the men lived separate lives, with Gibbs spending the evening with his boat. Many nights, he’d crawl into bed way past midnight—and those were the good nights. More often than not, he’d sleep under the boat. Or come to bed and not even touch Tony, no matter how hard Tony’s body strained for any contact. They were drifting further and further apart every day, and Tony didn’t know how to save it any more. Or if he even wanted to try. He was tired and he was raw. And he was sick and tired of the secrets and silence.

Tony grabbed a beer and flopped down on the couch, staring out into nothingness. The dark and cool room suited his mood. He knew he should probably go upstairs and change his clothes, get comfortable and maybe see if there was a game on. But Tony wasn’t interested tonight. He picked at the label, eyeing his watch, trying not to think of anything. Thinking was overrated and after the week he’d had, he was done. He needed to decompress.

Even though he was aware of it, Tony didn’t try to stop the feeling of crawling inside himself, the mental movies he played when times got bad. Tonight it wasn’t scenes from one of his favorites, but a jumble of memories and hopes, wishes and dreams.

“DiNozzo.”

The voice started Tony and he dropped the bottle. It clattered onto the table where it rolled in a small circle as Tony stood.

“Hey. How was your day?”

Gibbs shrugged, looking away, one shoulder hitching up. “Closed the case.”

“That’s good.” Tony’s vision narrowed and he looked at Gibbs’ sportcoat and a rusty stain at the collar.

“Yours?” he asked, trying to sound casual.

“What?” Gibbs asked, trying to twist around and look.

“Blood, Gibbs. Yours?”

“No. Hatori’s. Got winged.”

Tony felt like an ass for being thankful that someone else had gotten hurt.”He gonna be okay?”

“Flesh wound.”

“You should have called, Gibbs.”

“Not your responsibility any more,” Gibbs shot back. Jethro wasn’t a warm and fuzzy guy, but the malice and fury in his voice was unexpected and took Tony aback. He watched his lover, wanting like hell to reach him, though he knew he couldn’t. There was a part of Jethro that was so locked down, so inaccessible that there was just no point in trying.

“Still worry,” Tony said, feeling his shoulders droop. There was a huge part of him that had already given up and they both knew it.

“Yeah, I know.” Jethro sighed, stowing his gun and tossing his keys, wallet, and spare change onto the side table.

“You eat?” Tony asked, studying the features he knew so well.

“Not hungry.” Tony could only watch as Jethro strode to the basement door and pulled it open. Only when it was open did Tony rush to the door, but Gibbs closed it firmly in his face. Tony blinked a few times in shock, turning the knob before sagging against the familiar wood. Gibbs had locked him out! Gibbs never locked him out!

The wall between them was growing.

Date: 2012-01-08 05:25 pm (UTC)

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Hurt Ch1 part 4

~*~

Gibbs made his way down the stairs slowly, gripping the banister and trying to hide his grunts of pain. He hadn’t lied, Hatori had been winged and his blood was on Gibbs’ shirt. But in the battle to subdue two meth addicts, he’d taken a lot of painful blows. Hatori had been injured, and McGee wasn’t the scrappy fighter DiNozzo was. Alex had held his own and had a bruised kidney and a concussion he was nursing. And Gibbs had two broken ribs.

He didn’t want to tell Tony; didn’t want to deal with that fallout. Since becoming team leader, Tony had changed, and Gibbs was trying to shield him from the worst of what was happening at the Navy Yard. Tony had his own responsibilities now, and those didn’t include worrying about a former boss.

Having Tony as an equal should have been even more relaxing than having him as a senior field agent, but Gibbs couldn’t shake the twisting and turning of his gut, something that kept him on edge at work and unable to sit back and relax in the evenings. The first time DiNozzo had been away from the team for a long time, he’d barely been back and Kate had been killed. And the second time, when he’d been afloat, Brent Langer had been murdered by Michelle Lee. When Tony wasn’t around, Gibbs’ gut wasn’t at its strongest. That would kill someone else on his team one day.

Gibbs leaned against the workbench and sighed, pulling out his cell phone. He wanted to check on Alex, make sure that he was doing okay. McGee had offered to spend the night with Alex; those two were becoming close friends. Which freed Gibbs up to come home and deal with Tony. Or not. He didn’t know how to communicate with DiNozzo on this new level. He didn’t know how to be Tony’s equal.

Gibbs grabbed the downstairs phone and dialed Alex’s cell. As expected, McGee picked up, telling Gibbs that Alex had eaten some soup and was on the couch. McGee’d been through enough concussions with Tony to know what the warning signs were. He could handle this.

Gibbs turned to look at the exposed ribs of his boat and poured a jar half full of bourbon. There was no way he’d take the pain medication; there was no way he’d dull his senses like that. Especially since he wasn’t gonna tell Tony any more than he had to.

Gibbs sipped his drink, fingertip tracing over the small scar at his hairline and wondered if he could fix this. Or if he even had the strength to try.

Date: 2012-01-08 06:36 pm (UTC)

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