March not written Meme--abbreviated, Prompts complete!!!

[taylorgibbs]

I still have Feb prompts to catch up on, but I wanted to do a March one, no matter how small.

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 10 prompts for now. Anything prompted in the previous post is a bonus. This will be a link to the master post. My hope is that I'll have Feb and March done by April 1 ;)

A few rules.

Only 1 prompt 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 rape fic, no child abuse, no promptor insertion fics, no overt abuse by hero character. No sequels to other people's stories. No sneak peeks of commissioned fics. No duplicate or very similar prompts. No characters having sexual and/or romantic bonds with anyone under 18.

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. Please no wildly OOC prompts. Due to a recent tragedy in my personal life, I cannot do pregnancy or MPREG prompts, sorry. That just hits way too close to home and family anguish.

If a prompt isn't working for me and/or blocks me, I reserve the right to ask you for a substitute prompt.

Prompt away!

Bonus

Carried over from last month--moved to April to close out March post completely!

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 djmicheals_fics Gibbs/Tony - Gibbs accidentally ingests laced Gummi bears and comes to some realizations along with becoming *touchy-feely*. Afterwards, he has to reconcile what he discovered about himself against what he always thought to be true.

for tejas' off LJ friend
Gibbs and Tony and Senior together have to look after a young scamp, Senior's son (could his name be Michael?), maybe with a minor character, Holly Snow, perhaps?


March prompts!

1. His Safe Harbor for sinfulslasher Gibbs/DiNozzo/Borin

Gibbs/Borin/Tony. Toppy/subby and/or BDSM vibes welcome! (This prompt courtesy of me rewatching Safe Harbor and having naughty thoughts when Tony bends over for Borin... *cough*)

2. Forever for hawk_soaring Gibbs/DiNozzo

Gibbs/ DiNozzo, of course. A devastating illness strikes one of the pair. h/c and romance, please.

3. Justify /a> for tejas Gibbs/Tony

New relationship
Gibbs has nightmares.

4. Heat for silvertales Gibbs/Tony

I'm in a Gibbs/Tony mood (when am I not? ;)) How about something a little teasing for the hottest summer on record while the team is off rotation. :)

5. Afternoon Find for gibbsgirlabby Tony/Gibbs.

A drive in Tony's new convertible. A stop at an antique shop brings something unexpected.

6. No Touching for kateri_e Gibbs/Tony

Tony decides it might be best to have a "talk" with Holly Snow so that she understands that when it comes to Gibbs she is allowed to look but not touch

7. Good Cop for kaylashay81 AU Gen Gibbs and Tony

Something other than a knee injury led Tony to the police academy, but how the hell does Gibbs fit into it?

8. Lt. Taylor for sexycrazzy Gibbs/DiNozzo, Mac/Flack

Can I ask for a crossover prompt between NCIS and CSI:NY?

Tony/Gibbs with Mac and his lover (Don, Danny or Adam) coming to visit and Tony learns more about Gibbs's past and how Mac knew Gibbs.

9. Flights of Fantasy for mundygd Gibbs/DiNozzo (vaguely)

Tony time travels and meets one of his favorite movie stars, and Gibbs is somehow associated with that movie star.

Comments

[tejas.livejournal.com]

OH! A friend of mine who isn't on LJ asked me to pass one on to you for your next prompt post.

Gibbs and Tony and Senior together have to look after a young scamp, Senior's son (could his name be Michael?), maybe with a minor character, Holly Snow, perhaps?

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

Got it :) I'll make it a bonus!

[hawk-soaring.livejournal.com]

I'm in a mood...

Gibbs/ DiNozzo, of course. A devastating illness strikes one of the pair. h/c and romance, please.

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

Hugs! I can do that!

Forever

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

2. hawk_soaring
Gibbs/ DiNozzo, of course. A devastating illness strikes one of the pair. h/c and romance, please.

“Easy,” Gibbs whispered, hand stroking through Tony’s hair. Tony trembled, the small whimpers he couldn’t hide emerging. Gibbs’ gut clenched much as Tony’s had moments earlier, as his lover had emptied his stomach—again.

It had started with headaches, blurred vision. Then the seizures had started. Gibbs didn’t like to form the word, even though neither of them were in denial.

Tony had taken a leave of absence, and for the first time in eighteen months, Gibbs actually believed Tony would be back to work at NCIS. It’d been a tough road, but they were finally on the other side, the upswing.

Though nothing would ever be the same.

The illness had worked its way through Tony, and Gibbs had never been more proud of his boy, and the way Tony had dealt with it throughout. He’d told the team, his voice strong and solid, passing the senior agent mantle to McGee. And when Gibbs had decided to take retirement and fight at Tony’s side, McGee had been the rock to Cassie Yates, new team leader.

It’d been Tony’s strength that had allowed for a smooth transition.

Gibbs had been by his side for every test, every consultation. But he hadn’t been alone. Jackson and Senior had been with them every step of the way, every doctor’s appointment, every moment had been spent with a father—or both—to lean on.

Senior had been the father Tony had always wanted him to be, the father Tony deserved. And Jackson was a rock—playing cards at three am when the medication had rendered Tony unable to sleep. Drinking with him when it had all become too much.

There had been a time they’d thought they were losing their boy, but Tony had rallied. He’d done it before, defied the odds in the face of the plague. And now he was thinner than he’d been at his healthiest, but he was getting there, he was getting stronger every day, the nausea the last thing clinging to him.

“Sometimes I wonder why you do it,” Tony said quietly. The fathers stood outside the bathroom, door between them and Tony.

“Do it because I love you,” Gibbs told him softly. “Go through hell and back with you. Long as you’re at my side.” He took Tony’s hand in his, fingers tracing over the simple titanium band. “Means something to me.”

“Me too, Jethro.”

“Good. Now let’s get ya back to bed.”

“We still on for tomorrow? I promise I won’t throw up and ruin it.”

Gibbs took Tony’s face in his hands, fingers rasping over stubble. “Fishing with you and the two old men? Wouldn’t miss it for the world. We got ya, you won’t ruin anything.”

Tony gave him a tired smile and Gibbs brushed a kiss over his forehead. “To bed, loverboy. The fish await. If not tomorrow, then the next day. We’ve got forever.”

“Forever.”

[tejas.livejournal.com]

Gibbs/Tony (of course)
New relationship
Gibbs has nightmares.

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

Got it :)

Justify

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

The first thing Tony was aware of was the hot body pressed against him. Gibbs was sweaty, but there was more than that. His body was switching, little spasms, small movements.

Then the harsh breathing—labored, and pained, if Tony believed breathing could be emotionally strained. He opened his eyes wide, staring at his lover. Gibbs wasn’t moving that much.

Yet.

But that’d come if Tony didn’t react. Even though they’d only been together a couple of weeks, he knew exactly how to react.

Tony made his move, grabbing Gibbs in a bear hug, trapping the other man’s arms against his sides. And when Gibbs started making the tortured sounds and striking out, Tony had him wrapped up tight.

The first time this had happened, Gibbs had hit Tony with a strong right to the jaw, damn near dislocating his jaw. Tony had learned quickly how to dodge, how to move in and protect Gibbs from himself.

“Easy,” Tony whispered, rocking Gibbs back and forth as best he could.

When Gibbs’ eyes opened several moments later, they were unfocused. “Lemme go,” Gibbs muttered. “Too hot for this, DiNozzo. Ya don’t need to be so close.”

“Maybe I do,” Tony whispered, relaxing back on the bed, his fingers lacing in Gibbs’. They never talked about what led Tony to bear hug Gibbs, but that was fine too. The end justified the means.

“Get some sleep,” Gibbs muttered, but Tony saw the gleam of teeth, the smile Gibbs couldn’t quite hide in the moonlight.

“Night, Boss.”

“Night, DiNozzo.”

[silvertales.livejournal.com]

*hmm*

I'm in a Gibbs/Tony mood (when am I not? ;)) How about something a little teasing for the hottest summer on record while the team is off rotation. :)

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

That works :)

Heat

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

4. silvertales

I'm in a Gibbs/Tony mood (when am I not? ;)) How about something a little teasing for the hottest summer on record while the team is off rotation. :)


Tony wondered if Gibbs ever got hot—ever sweated. It was ninety-eight degrees and Gibbs had finally agreed to go to the beach. Not Bethany in Delaware, or Ocean City, MD, or even Atlantic City, which Tony would have loved.

No, Gibbs had discovered a small out-of-the-way town in Maryland—Chesapeake Beach. It was charming, even had a Tastee Freeze like that John Cougar song from Tony’s childhood.

One of Gibbs’ friends had loaned them his house while he was away, which meant they didn’t have to drive back and forth from Alexandria. They had seventy-two mandatory hours off, the beer was chilling, Gibbs was reading a book, and Tony wanted nothing more than to bake, swim, make out, and then start all over again.

Gibbs wasn’t one for PDAs, but he didn’t mind Tony watching, checking him out. Gibbs was in a beach chair, alongside Tony, shirtless—tanned chest dusted with silver hair, abs gleaming with tanning lotion.

The black swim trunks clung to his legs, even though they hid the package Tony loved to explore. Still Gibbs’ powerful thighs were on display, the muscles in his legs rippling.

Tony gulped hard, feeling a trickle of sweat running down his neck. It had nothing to do with the warmth of the day, and everything to do with the sexiest of the man beside him.

“You okay?” Gibbs asked, his voice gruff, his expression teasing. “You look…hot.”

“Not the other one,” Tony retorted, looking up and down Gibbs’ body. “You want to go get cool for a while?” He gave Gibbs what he hoped was his sexiest look and the other man made an small sound of need.

Tony smirked, standing. “Let’s go.”

[gibbsgirlabby.livejournal.com]

Tony/Gibbs. A drive in Tony's new convertible. A stop at an antique shop brings something unexpected.

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

Got it :)

[sinfulslasher]

What a cool prompt! *thumbs up* Can't wait to see what TG comes up with. :D

Did ya remember to track this entry, dear? ;P

Afternoon Find

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

“Your father lives a charmed life.” Gibbs smoothed his hand over the butter-soft leather of his seat, and sighed happily, the wind ruffling his hair.

“He does,” Tony agreed with a nod. “But this baby is pretty incredible, ya gotta admit.”

Gibbs did. Tony’s father had bought him a Jaguar XK convertible, retail value just over $135,000.00 Gibbs’ curiosity had led him to braving the Internet to price check the thing. It had just been delivered this week, a bright blue machine that Gibbs would never admit to secretly lusting for it.

They’d left Gibbs house just after oh six hundred, taking advantage of a quiet morning and empty roads to really let it fly. They had no particular destination in mind, had skirted through West Virginia almost into Kentucky and then turned through a little bit of Ohio and into Pennsylvania.

They were somewhere in the middle of the state now. It was afternoon and Gibbs was hungry. “Let’s stop soon,” he said, motioning to a sign advertising nearby restaurants.

“Fine,” Tony said, a little pout on his face, but Gibbs sensed he was hungry too. Breakfast had been a long time ago!

They stopped in a small town, a diner and a few shops open in the block-long downtown strip. It felt like home even though it was a long way from Stillwater. Tony parked right in front of the diner and Gibbs grinned, bounding in.

They ate in comfortable silence, windblown and mussed but completely comfortable with each other. It had taken a while for them to be this relaxed with each other, and after two years together, Tony had finally relaxed and didn’t seem to need to fill the silences.

They paid and walked down the block, checking out a church rummage sale. Gibbs eyed the door of an antique shop and Tony arched a brow, cocking his head. Gibbs nodded and walked inside the tidy shop, touching some silverware and china, looking over some estate jewelry. It wasn’t his usual way, but sometimes he liked browsing.

Tony had his head bent over a box, his expression serious, and Gibbs watched his lover for a long moment.

“Jethro!” Tony said lifting his head, his eyes bright with excitement. “You need to see this!”

Gibbs moved across the room quickly and took a framed photo out of Tony’s hands.

And stared.

And gaped.

“My god…”

“Relatives?” Tony asked. But it was clear they were. He was a dead ringer for the man standing on the left, next to a boy with his father’s grin. They were near a sign that advertised the family distillery, around 1940 or so.

“My grandfather…and Dad.”

“Wow! What a find!” Tony shuffled through a few more pictures and pulled out another, Gibbs’ father playing with a young girl with braids.

“My mother,” Gibbs said past the sudden lump in his throat.

Tony squeezed Gibb’s shoulder. “You look through these and I’ll see if they have any more pictures.”

Gibbs nodded, floored by this random find. It was such a gift.

[kateri-e.livejournal.com]

Gibbs/Tony
Tony decides it might be best to have a "talk" with Holly Snow so that she understands that when it comes to Gibbs she is allowed to look but not touch

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

got it :)

[djmichealsfics.livejournal.com]

*hmmm* What do I want, what do I want?


Gibbs/Tony - Gibbs accidentally ingests laced Gummi bears and comes to some realizations along with becoming *touchy-feely*. Afterwards, he has to reconcile what he discovered about himself against what he always thought to be true.

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

Got it :)

[kaylashay.livejournal.com]

Something other than a knee injury led Tony to the police academy, but how the hell does Gibbs fit into it?

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

oooh :) got it!

[sexycazzy.livejournal.com]

Can I ask for a crossover prompt between NCIS and CSI:NY?

Tony/Gibbs with Mac and his lover (Don, Danny or Adam) coming to visit and Tony learns more about Gibbs's past and how Mac knew Gibbs.

(btw this is my first time prompting..never saw your previous posts for some reason! lol)

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

Oooh :) got it!!

[finlaure.livejournal.com]

Where Tony is Oliver Twist and fit the team somewhere in the movie,,, but Tony is Oliver
(that is what happens when a storms knocks out the tv, I watch a movie)

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

Hi!

I haven't seen the movie and this would be considered a crossover. Can you give me another prompt?

[cin1101.livejournal.com]

Ohh hopefully I'm not too late this time.. ;)

Can I request a Tony/Gibbs 'winter wonderland' wedding? Something simple and romantic that would make your heart flutter :D

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, the prompts are filled for March. Hang on to this one for April!

[flyonthewall2.livejournal.com]

Ok. Hope I'm not too late. An odd one here. Tony has to get Vances family out to a safe house and has to stay with them for a few days. In that time he finds a friend in Jackie and after some quizzing reveals he has feelings for someone at work. When Gibbs and Vances have to join them for a while she twigs who it is. Will she be able to convince Tony to tell Gibbs? I love Jackie Vance and reckon her and Tony would be fab. Hope u like. Won't be offended if not. Good luck with all the work!

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, all the prompt slots are taken for March--sorry.

[sinfulslasher]

Thanks for reserving a spot for me! :D

Okay, if this pairing/threesome isn't your thing, just lemme know and I'll happily give ya a different prompt. But I'm dying to see what you do with this, so...

Gibbs/Borin/Tony. Toppy/subby and/or BDSM vibes welcome! (This prompt courtesy of me rewatching Safe Harbor and having naughty thoughts when Tony bends over for Borin... *cough*)

Oh hey, not that I'm complaining or anything (yes, I am *g*) but...my Feb prompt isn't listed as a bonus prompt here. *is confuzzled*

[gibbsgirlabby.livejournal.com]

Ohh, I like that!

Flights of fantasy pt 1 for mundygd

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

9. mundygd

Tony time travels and meets one of his favorite movie stars, and Gibbs is somehow associated with that movie star.


Even the common cold could be dangerous to Tony, and this was much more than that. The flu had knocked him on his ass, and Ducky—via Gibbs—had ordered him off work for the rest of the week.

Tony’s fever had to break soon, he rationalized, and had collected some water bottles, crackers, ginger ale, and the all-important remote before settling down to bed. The thirty-two inch TV in his bedroom wasn’t huge, but it was large enough for Tony to enjoy TV in bed. He turned to Turner Classic Movies and let the familiar sounds wash over him, his eyes slowly slipping shut.

He didn’t know how he knew it, but he wasn’t dreaming all of a sudden. The cotton candy landscape cleared suddenly, and Tony was in an ornate room, plus maroon velvet drapes covering the windows.

A man stood with his back to Tony, the set of his shoulders somehow familiar. “Brooks Graham?” he asked, knowing it was crazy to say. His voice echoed in room and a low, rich chuckle suddenly filled the space between them.

“Yes, Tony. It’s me.”

The deep, rich cultured tone washed over Tony and he shivered. He knew that voice—he knew this man.

“Brooks Graham?” he asked, his voice rising in tone, but thankfully not in volume. It couldn’t be! Brooks was his favorite actor, the legend who had won four Academy Awards and who starred in all Tony’s favorite films.

He moved on shaking legs, coming around to look at the man. Tony’s mind was racing, but he didn’t dare ask how this had happened—where they were, hell, when they were.

“DiNozzo.”

“What?” he asked, flinching instinctively. Then his brain caught up with him. Gibbs? What was Gibbs doing here with Brooks Graham?

Tony whirled around, looking at his boss. Gibbs looked just the same—even down to the haircut—but he was in a designer dark suit. And all the blood in Tony’s body suddenly rushed to one part.

It was too much—Brooks, who he’d had a crush on all these years…and Gibbs. Together. In the same room. It was too much.

“What are you doing here?” Tony asked, and winced. His voice had gone into squeak-worthy tones and it had nothing to do with his illness.

Flights of fantasy pt 2 for mundygd

[taylorgibbs.livejournal.com]

“Brooks and I are…friendly.” There was a world of meaning to that sentence, but Tony couldn’t focus on what it all meant. He circled around slowly, eyeing Brooks. The other man must have been in his forties, so that made it mid-sixties at least, when he’d been one of the unofficial members of the Rat Pack.

“Brooks,” Tony began, completely overwhelmed. He started to sputter out a thousand questions, but then Gibbs’ hand dropped on his shoulder.

“Later, you need your rest.”

“But, I—”

“Later, Tony. Brooks’ll be around for you to talk to. I promise. But you need to get better first.”

Tony nodded. It all made sense to his suddenly hazy mind. “You promise?”

“We promise,” Brooks assured, brushing Tony’s hair back gently. “Get some rest, and then we’ll talk. I hear TMC is airing Moscow Illusion tonight. We’ll watch it together.”

“Together?” This was making less and less sense by the second.

“Together. Listen to Leroy, he’s a good man.”

Tony nodded, closing eyes that suddenly seemed too heavy to keep open.

“DiNozzo, come on. Wake up. You need to drink some soup.”

The voice was gentle and patient…and Gibbs. Tony opened his eyes, groaning when the light hit them. He grunted as Gibbs manhandled him to a sitting position and took the hot soup, sipping gently.

“Feeling any better?” Gibbs asked, and there was a little twinkle in his eye.

“Don’t know,” Tony admitted. “What time is it?”

“Eighteen twenty. You sleep through the day?”

“Guess so.”

“Watch some TV then,” Gibbs said, gesturing to the flat screen. “Saw an ad for Moscow Illusion just now. Loved Brooks Graham in that. Isn’t he your favorite?”

“How do you know that?” Tony had been careful to never discuss his mancrush Nobody knew he ran the Brooks Graham website—he’d covered his tracks well. At least he thought he had. But with Abby and McGee around, nothing was really sacred. Was it?

“I have ways,” Gibbs said mysteriously. He winked at Tony. “Have a good flight of fantasy today?”

“How—” There was no point in finishing the question.

“Finish your soup, company’ll be here soon.”

“That really happened?”

“Finish your soup and you’ll see.”