#ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m.

[dracwife]

becoming an integral part of your f/os casual life/story is really one of the best things about selfship honestly. like, just imagining them nonchalantly bringing you up in conversation, and their friends & family knowing who you are and how important you are to them. thinking of all the nicknames you give each other and all the ways youve changed their life, all the memories they must have associated with you. them talking to someone and vaguely referencing their significant other even if youre not there and knowing theyre thinking of you. thinking of all the ways their routine would change for you. the smiles they reserve for when its just you and them. the inside jokes you share. someone mentions your favorite food or song or movie or anything and them going "oh, thats my s/o's favorite" and just knowing youd be on their mind always no matter the time of day or situation and them being able to express their love for you in even the smallest of ways!!!!!!

pr*ship/c*mship dni

#i think about this constantly. #tim going 'oh i know that movie mickey loves it' IT FUCKING GETS ME EVERY TIME .. #or 'i cant go tonight i promised mickey we'd do dinner' and ? eeegguguuughhhgeee #selfship #self ship #self shipping #f/o community #f/o #self ship community #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m.

[dracwife]

♡ ⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝ you roll over. the edge of your pillow leads to an empty space on the bed next to you. but there sits their own pillow, and though it's cold you wrap your arms around it and pull it closer. you hear a chuckle behind you and soon the weight of the bed shifts, their arms coming to wrap around you just like the way you're holding that pillow to your chest, they pull you against theirs. their lips press to the back of your neck, and their breath sticks to your skin as you hear them mumble, "did you really miss me that much?"

"it smells like you," you try to defend your actions, burying your face further into the pillowcase. you feel their smile against your skin, fingers tracing absentminded patterns on your sides, your stomach, your hips, wherever their wandering hands can find the space. it's not long until you fall asleep like that, still holding their pillow, them still cuddled up behind you and tangled in the sheets of the bed you both call your own.

pr*ship/co*ship dni

#dex.imagine #selfship #f/o #self shipping #f/o community #self ship #self ship community #im tender today. can u tell #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m.

[dracwife]

lay me down, and tell me everything will be alright ♡

quick thing for timickey anniversary<3 i cannot believe its been that long already! happy 1 year to the goofiest couple in all of ncis<3

<|3 i dont want to get sappy and cringe on my own anniversary post, but i am so so thankful to everyone that has supported me and this ship over the past year. it has really, truky meant a lot to me, as has this ship itself. in addition, i special thank you to hal, my bestie my worstie my everything for introducing me to my most specialest guy ever :']

#dex.doodlez #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m. #safeship #safeshipping #selfship #self ship community

[dracwife]

f/os who put their own struggles aside to help you with yours. f/os with trauma and sadness and grief that pretend like they're stronger than they are so that you won't have to see them in pain. f/os who put everything into caring for you first, no matter what.

on the other hand, taking care of them. helping them work through it. being able to hold them and comfort them and tell them it's alright to be vulnerable, that it's alright to cry and to hurt and that it's alright to not be okay, just in the same ways they do to you.

pr*ship, adjacent, neutrals dni.

#safeship #safeshipping #<|3 #selfship #self ship #f/o #self shipping #f/o community #self ship community #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m. #ᴀʙꜱᴏʟᴜᴛᴇ ᴘᴇɴᴀɴᴄᴇ | r. － w.e. #ᴇᴅɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴅ ᴘᴀʀᴛꜱ | r. － d.s. #< emotionally constipated men who think they have to prove something (they don't)

[dracwife]

♡⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝ when you open your eyes, they're already watching you, worried. your nervous rustling had stirred them awake a while ago, but they did not bother you then, fearing they'd misinterpreted your movements. they let you sleep, in hopes that whatever troubled you slipped away as easily as sleep came.

but you hadn't. instead, you tossed and turned, your expression was that of discomfort, your breath heaved and in an instead their voice called softly to you. they tried it once, twice, and when it did not pull you from your slumber, their fingers reached out, brushed gently against your arm. it was their touch that woke you, and when you turned towards them still shaking, you saw their worry. it was hard to hide. the concern they wore shone just as well through their voice as they whispered to you in the dark: "it was just a nightmare."

you nod, and relax into them as they wrap your arms around you, pulling you close. their fingers run across your back, through your hair, gently. they press a kiss against your head, holding you even closer. it's protective, it's reassuring. they aren't letting go, not while you're like this. their words stay comforting, their tone gentle.

"it's alright. you're alright. i'm here, i'm not going anywhere."

pr*ship/co*ship dni.

#selfship #f/o #self shipping #self ship #f/o community #self ship community #dex.imagine #hii this ones for those of us w regular nightmares #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m.

[dracwife]

honeymoon phase is cool and all where u just think about smothering ur f/o in kisses and affection and holding hands in public and u get butterflies at seeing them and whatnot but what about past that. what about when what makes u smile is the little boring stuff. like making bad jokes while watching a movie together. or when you wake up to find them already having coffee and they have messy hair and they dont say much other than a very tired grumble and u can just communicate Like That bc ur on the same wavelength. or when its after dinner and ur cleaning the kitchen together and they just take ur hand and dance and for a minute u just mess around. or the satisfaction of when u get that reply text a couple of hours after u sent it bc they were busy but ofc as soon as they had a moment they checked their phone and saw u messaged them. or

proship/comship dni btw

#dex.txt #domesticity <3 #i am THINKING once again #selfship #f/o #self shipping #self ship #f/o community #self ship community #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m.

[dracwife]

ᵃⁿᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵃˡˡ / ʲᵘˢᵗ ˡᵉᵃⁿ ᵒⁿ ᵐᵉ ♡

cant believe the ncis writers made timickey canon.. wow... love wins it truly does !!!

art of course by the lovely @bugsband <3

#ty again !!<3 #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m.

[dracwife]

🥤🎧

#ncis #ncisedit #tvedit #tim mcgee #sean murray #he is so hampter #dex.gif #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m.

[dracwife]

ⁱ ʷᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʸᵐ ᵇᵃᵈᵍᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵒⁿ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ, ᵖⁱᵏᵃ !

mimi definitely calls tim "pika" at the office a few times, much to poor timmy's embarrassment. he still thinks it's cute, though...♡ [ s/i and f/o both use he/him! ヾ(≧O≦)〃]

art by the lovely @funshineharlequinz , ty again harlz !! you really captured their vibe so perfectly ❤️‍🩹

#ehe #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m.

[dracwife]

ⁱᵐ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃᵈ / ᵗᵒⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ♡

mickey tries to stay up late to show up tim in games but just kind of ends up falling asleep on him most of the time, but i don't think he'd mind very much. ♡ [ s/i and f/o use he/him! ]

thank you again to sulky_saelkie for making gay ppl real<3

#ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m. #<3 ehehehe #silly goober. mimi was trying to beat him at halo but got sleepy

[dracwife]

10x14

#his little messy hair is my WEAKNESS #ncis #ncisedit #tvedit #tim mcgee #sean murray #leroy jethro gibbs #mark harmon #dex.gif #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m.

[dracwife]

ʸᵉᵃʰ, ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵐᵉ ⁿᵒʷ, ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵐᵉ ˢᵒ ⁱ ᵈᵒⁿᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱᵐ ᵈᵒⁱⁿ ♡

tim isn't really used to pda...but that's ok, mickey is<3

thank you once again to @gatitamyers for making the gays real teehee ♡

tag list: @iantistic @fadda @eternally-smitten @friezaforce @shipssailing @whitefoxes @connor-roys @deaths @little-miss-selfships @mrs-kelly @glitched-ships @ozomatli @scout-selfships @crazedhopelessromantic @librarian-lover @aliendater @ascend-to-the-clouds @wooboomoomoo @resident-cake-anon

#ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m. #the little chibis drive me BONKERS CRAZY THEYRE SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!! #<3333 #ive been saving this for when im feelin down so i feel now is a good time to post<3 #i look at it all the time its so fuckikign CUTE raaa

[dracwife]

#messy hair timmy #ncis #ncisedit #tim mcgee #sean murray #tvedit #dex.gif #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m.

[dracwife]

🥺❓

#your honor i love him SO much #ncis #ncisedit #tim mcgee #sean murray #tvedit #dex.gif #he is like. a puppy #like abig stupid puppy. babyface idiot that i love with my whole heart #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m.

[dracwife]

#ncis #ncisedit #tvedit #tim mcgee #sean murray #i miss him ... (boyscout tim) #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m. #dex.gif

[dracwife]

pedantic.

ship: about this dream & you → mickey/tim

word count: 960

summary: Tony settles an argument between Mimi and Tim. Based on a little idea I had for those pre-case interactions we see<3

The elevator dings, and Tony checks his watch. 8:45, that should mean that…

"Tony, I'm not pedantic, am I?"

"Good morning, Timmy," he smiles. Right on cue. 

"Right?"

Tony pauses, squints. He looks Tim over curiously, the way his backpack is slung over his shoulder half-hearted, his jacket draped over his arm. His annoyed, pleading face staring down at him, mouth slightly agape. Tim shakes his head and furrows his brows, waiting for an answer.

"Not at all, my dear friend. Why ever would you think such a thing?" Tony finally leans back in his chair, offering the other agent a moment to let out the breath he'd been holding.

"Thank you!" he huffs, and continues towards his desk, dropping his bag and retrieving his things from his desk drawers. He shakes his head in disbelief, disgruntlement.

"He asks because that's what I told him he is," the third voice joins them finally, "It was very mean of you not to hold the elevator for me."

"Oh," Tony sighs, watching the dark haired man round the corner into the bullpen.

"Mickey called you pedantic?"

"Because he is."

"Tony said I'm not," Tim gestures towards him, almost like a child, desperate to win the argument.

Tony grimaces, "Actually, he's right. You are pedantic. Like, so, totally, very extremely pedantic. All the time."

"What?" Tim's voice almost cracks. His head turns toward his friend, confused and possibly betrayed, "I am not!"

"Like a middle-aged school teacher with a classroom full of over-hyped kiddies holding a stack of worksheets and an eternal grudge over stolen youth, my friend." 

"You just said I wasn't!"

"I lied," Tony offers gently.

"Why would you lie to my face?"

"You see, McMeticulous, it's a bit like picking on those same little middle school kiddies. You bully the same one for so long, it gets a little boring," Tony tilts his head, offers an apologetic gaze, "You almost get to feeling bad for the kid after a couple of years, cause he never fights back. You throw him a bone once in a while."

"This is unbelievable! What else have you lied to me about?"

"Oh, so much, Tim. But it made you feel nice every time, didn't it?" Tony's words cover his laugh for a moment, but that toothy grin that grows as he speaks still shines through. 

"You see, Tony, this morning," Mickey exaggerates every word, "I couldn't find my hairbrush. So instead of wasting our time, lest we be late --" his head snaps towards Tim, who's now sat carefully at his desk, glaring back, "I just borrowed my dear boyfriend of nearly six years', you know, assuming that because we've been together so long," the pitch of his voice slowly rises, "Maybe he wouldn't mind so much. But apparently in doing-so I committed some heinous sin against humanity!"

"I just don't like when people borrow my brush, okay?"

"Tim, for god's sake we share a bed! We share clothes! We share pillows and hats and we drink from the same coffee cup every morning! Oh my god, we even shared a toothbrush when you left yours at home on that case in Florida last month! And I can name a million other things we share besides that, but to be quite honest with you I don't think Tony wants to hear about those."

"Maybe I do," his voice chimes in.

"I don't," the final voice interrupts them.

"Gibbs, would you please tell Tim he's being ridiculous?"

The man in question rounds the corner, and makes his way to his own desk, quietly. He looks over towards Mickey with a smile, and tilts his head for a second, that sort of half-head shake he's so used to being given.

"I just don't like people moving my things, okay? And…It's a very expensive brush. And Mickey has very…Tough knots when he gets out of the shower sometimes. It's made for gentle hair."

"Expensive gentle-hair-only brush? That's…So very McGee of you, McGee," Tony mumbles, his brows furrowed in confusion. 

"And so pedantic. It's not even an insult. It's just fact."

"And you --" Tim turns to Mickey, "I didn't hold the elevator because you stopped to get coffee." His voice lowers, "I'm sorry."

"Well, it was still mean," the other pouts, and passes cups to the other two agents, and places another on Ziva's empty desk in the assumption she'd be in at any moment before finally approaching the corner where he and Tim's desks sit, touching in some sort of broken L, in perhaps the most ironic and sickeningly-cute ways they could have possibly been arranged; And in six years, neither of them had ever questioned it. Mickey holds out the last cup to his boyfriend.

"You still got me coffee?" Tim looks up at him. Those stupid puppy eyes, Mickey could never resist them, and he almost hates himself for it.

"Well…Yeah. I've never not gotten you coffee, no matter how mad I am at you. Besides, you're gonna give it to me in three sips anyways. You always do."

Tim almost smiles, and takes the cup.

"Thank you."

Mickey shrugs, and tries to hide his grin back. Tim glances over at their boss, who seems preoccupied with whatever was on his monitor at that moment. He glances to the side, where Tony sits relaxed, inspecting his coffee. He glances towards the elevator, where he sees Ziva finally joining them. Then he looks towards Mickey, who has finally sat down, and propped his feet onto his desk, keyboard in his lap, and checking his email. Tim pulls up his own, enters the recipient, and types out just three words before hitting send.

Mickey blinks, puzzled for a moment. Clicks something. 

And then he smiles.

#dex.writes #ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ | r. － t.m. #ok2rb! #this was so silly i just had fun writing it i didnt mean for it to end up so long