NCIS x Shy!Punk!Male!ReaderI look around the room, and take in everything. The lights, the sounds, and mirror that couldn't possibly be a mirror and I wave at it, letting them know I know they're back there. I scoot the metal chair back, bringing my boots up and letting them clunk on the table and I lean back so the chair is resting on 2 legs and I fiddle with my iPod, scrolling through my library and pick American Idiot by Greenday. I pull up the hood of my sleeveless hoodie, and I stare at the ground, wondering what they could possible want with me. The door opens. I keep my stare on the ground, hearing the feet clunk and I assume it's a guy. Not the same guy who brought me in-no, this man held himself differently. Higher, almost.NCIS x Shy!Punk!Male!Reader by Hudsonwinchester
"I'm Special Agent Gibbs." He started. I bit the inside of my cheek. "Nice tattoo." He points to his neck. I mumble as I cover up the feather tattoo with my hand. "Do you know why your here?" I stiffen. I let out a breath. Let the silence linger.
"Do you unders-"
Snow Day "Ouch! Miko!"Snow Day by Eyrmia
The human girl cackled evilly, ducking behind her fort as a snowball came flying at her, impacting with a tree right behind her.
"Missed, Arcee!" she hollered, ducking as yet another snowball sailed over her head. She popped up again, chucking the snowball to her right, then dove back behind the fort.
"How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not playing!" Ratchet howled, spitting out snow. Miko's eyes widened. She had hit Ratchet. Whoops. Wheeljack suddenly appeared beside her, his soliform grinning as he dumped a pile of snowballs on the ground between them.
"Nice hit, kid," he said, then grabbed a snowball in each hand and bolted away from the fort, hurling both of his projectiles at the medic.
"That's it!" Ratchet stood up from his place on the porch of the cabin and stomped over to Wheeljack, who turned and tried