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I thought she was looking out the window or something. Maybe watching kids play?

I just can’t get over how domestic this is! Call me crazy but it feels more intimate than the bed scene in 10x14...

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No, it’s fine

Do I have Kensi and Deeks saying “I love you” to often in my fics? It just seems like a very reassuring thing to end with, especially after a difficult conversation, but when I go back and re-read, it feels like I might overdo it sometimes.

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I love Kensi’s strenght and how much she changed by letting Deeks in. And I love Deeks’ vulnerability that he got from his past and childhood.

I think I’ve done this before, but what are your favorite things about Kensi and Deeks? This isn’t necessarily a Densi question, but they can be paired up if you want.

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So cute! 😍🥰

Could you write a Drabble where baby Densi is loving Monty? Thanks

A/N: I think I went a little off-prompt with this one, but hopefully it’s still enjoyable.

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“Deeks, have you seen Caleb?” Kensi demanded, a hint of panic in her voice as she appeared in the doorway of his office.

“I thought he was with you,” he answered and Kensi covered her mouth, looking close to tears,

“He was, but I turned my back for a minute to grab his bottle and then he was gone.” Deeks immediately dropped the file on a civil suit he’d been prepping for and rushed to Kensi’s side, trying not to panic himself.

“It’s ok, we’ll find him. He can’t have gone too far,” he assured her even as he took in her frazzled appearance. Parents lost kids all the time, right? This was just a completely normal part of parenthood.

“He’s so fast. Now that he can crawl think of all the things he can get into,” Kensi said, sounding terrified. “I can’t believe I let this happen. I shouldn’t have taken my eyes off him.”

“Hey, this is not your fault,” Deeks said firmly, giving her hand a squeeze before he added, “Why don’t you take upstairs and I’ll search down here.” Kensi nodded, taking the stairs at a run.

Deeks started checking under chairs and behind the couch. A few days ago when Caleb had started crawling, they’d been delighted and his first few toddling trips across the living room floor had been recorded for posterity.

Since then, their curious nine month old had gotten himself into a fair amount of trouble.

“C’mon, buddy. Where are you hiding,” Deeks muttered. As if in answer, there was a quiet woofing sound, followed by a suspicious giggle. Narrowing his eyes, Deeks followed the sounds to the far side of the couch where Monty’s stuff was set up. “Hey, Kens? I found him him!”

Kensi came racing back down the stairs, looking only slightly less worried. Deeks gestured to the bed where Caleb was laying cuddled up next to Monty, one chubby hand clenched in his fur. Monty didn’t seem to mind; his tail wagged lazily and he had one paw braced on Caleb’s legs.

Monty looked up and woofed softly which Caleb imitated masterfully. He grinned up at his parents, the beginning of a tooth peeking through, obviously pleased with himself.

“Did he crawl in there himself?” Kensi asked, ask she took in the adorable scene before them.

“I guess.” He crouched down, lightly resting his hands on the edge of the bed. “Caleb, buddy, whatcha doing? That’s Monty’s bed.” Caleb giggled again and gestured with his free hand to Monty.

“Ga!” he announced proudly.

“That’s right, dog!” Kensi praised.

“Wanna try saying Monty?” Deeks asked, pulling out his phone for a picture. Caleb looked distressed for a second and then repeated, “Ga.” with a gummy smile. Monty bore it all with quiet resignation.

“Ok, Caleb, time to get out now,” Kensi told him a few minutes later, bending to pick him up. He shook his head, burrowing into Monty’s side.

Monty made an oddly human sounding sigh and then carefully rested his head on Caleb’s. In a few minutes they were both snoring softly. Kensi reached for Deeks’, laying her head on his shoulder.

“We’re so screwed when he learns how to walk,” Deeks murmured and Kensi groaned.

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Thanks for the prompt!

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Perfect!!!

Could you write a Drabble where Kensi is emotionally hurt after seeing pictures of baby on like Instagram or Facebook ? She just really want that baby and seeing all those pics makes her heart aches .

So as usual, I got carried away. I hope this is what you were thinking.

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“Kens, I’m home.” Deeks makes his way through the silent house. He looks around, trying to figure out where she could be. He’s walking down the hall towards their bedroom when he hears soft whimpers coming from the spare bedroom. “Baby?”

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

She’s sitting in the rocking chair, pushing back and forth. The sadness in her eyes all too familiar. “What’s wrong with me, Deeks?”

He hates seeing her like this, she’s always putting so much pressure on herself and wishes he could take it away from her. Kneeling down in front of her, he takes both her hands in his.

“Why can’t I give us a child?”

“Didn’t we talk about this? You’re fine. Everything it going to be okay. We just have to be patient.” He’s confused at how quickly her mood has changed. I mean he’d just been gone for two hours and she was lazily watching tv, relaxing before he left. “What brought this on?”

Her eyes wander over to the framed wedding photo on the wall, right above where they decided to put the crib. “I liked a few baby photos on Instagram when we first started trying and now every time I go to my suggestions something new pops up and I see all these women that are with their kids whether it be a new born or toddler and I’ve never wanted something so bad in my life.”

“You know what? Today’s the 9th, have you started yet?”

She shakes her head. “No.”

“Okay, well then why don’t you go and take one?”

“I used my last one a few weeks ago.”

“Well then it’s a good thing that your husband is a smart man.” He had noticed that she’d been acting more emotional than she normally would this time of month in the past week or so and so he decided to stop and get some pregnancy tests just in case she wanted multiple ones to make sure.

She can feel the tears start to pool in her eyes once again just thinking about it. “I don’t know if I can take another disappointment.”

“Just please take it one more time and then we’ll stop checking for a few months.”

“Okay. But only because I love you.”

“Hey, remember no matter what that test says. I’m always with you no matter what.”

A sad smile spreads to her face. She knows he’s with her. He’s always been with her, she has no doubt. “I know.”

It’s about ten minutes before she returns from the bathroom. The tears in her eyes tells him everything he needs to know. “Oh, baby, I’m sorry.” He wraps his arms around her, squeezing all his love into her. “It’ll happen for us. One day. It’ll happen.”

“Marty.”

“Kens, no matter what’s going on in that beautiful head of yours know that I love you and nothing will change that.”

“It already has.”

His brows pinches in confusion. It sounds like they’re having two different conversations. “What?”

“Remember how you said God would just laugh at us?”

“Ye-yeah.”

“Well, I’m pretty sure he’s rolling on the floor right now.”

“Wait, so-“

Tears are shining bright in her mismatched orbs, but now there’s the most contagious grin he thinks he’s ever seen, playing at her lips. “Today’s our day.”

His voice is soft in disbelief, much like the first time she told him that she might be pregnant. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“We’re pregnant?”

“We are.”

He wraps his arms around her waist, picking her up and spinning them around in circles. “I knew it!”

She places her forehead on his as he stops. Their eyes locked together saying everything with their eyes. “I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“You know what would be hilarious.”

“What?”

“If it were twins.”

His eyes go wide in realization. They do both have a couple of sets of twins on their respective sides of the family. But who cares. The love of his life just told him that they created a creature with their love and if he were honest he’d have a whole litter if she were willing. “Or triplets.”

She does her best to laugh, but once he’s eye level with her belly, her eyes go wide in horror. Looking up to the sky, she sends out a prayer. “Hey, God, Kensi here. But you know that. You know what would be even funnier than me having triplets? How about you send that extra kid to Anna. Callen would make you pee your pants.”

“Are you already trying to give away our hypothetical child?”

“No, I just think we need to spread the love.”

“Mmmmhmm.”

“You wanna pay for tuition for three kids at once?”

Deeks turns his head up, looking towards the sky. “You know, God, she does have a point.”

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Didn’t they said it was for Andrew ?

I’ve seen some talk about wanting a Kensi and or Deeks centric episode not even dealing with the baby thing or all that so I of course I came up with a few ideas. 🤪

One of the mom’s gets kidnapped.

Undercover married.

Undercover teacher and coach.

Deeks’ dad is really alive and is back for revenge. (Or some shit like that.)

Kensi’s dad is really alive. (Amnesia)

Boyle is really alive and has been waiting in the shadows to get his revenge.

A huge earthquake and they get trapped in the bar or at a crime scene and one of them is injured.

.......

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That’s it.

Reblog if you want that NCIS LA S12 renewal NOW, and that it ain’t the last season, and that NO ONE, and I mean NO ONE is leaving!!!!

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Densi-mber 2.0 Gif Set #2 - Densi WWII AU

A couple in love in a tumultuous time! 

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The Mandalorian | 1x03

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Destiny

Twenty-one years old Kensi, engaged to marine Jack Simon, is currently sitting in front of a medium in a small boutique. She never wanted to be here, but her friends had found it funny to know what their future would be like thanks to an old strange lady pretending to be able to see your future. The brunette wasn't excited, because she didn't believe in those psychic abilities, she knew that this Esmeralda was going to say everything she thought Kensi wanted to hear and then collect the money of a happy client. But it wasn't going to be the case. Because Kensi Marie Blye knew what her future was going to be like : she was going to marry Jack, have his children and live her happily ever after with the man she loves. Why would she pay to know how amazing her future would be like when she already knew it? It's just for fun Kay-Kay!, had responded her friend, Mandy, to her reaction about the idea. Plus, maybe you do know your happily ever after but we don't. And we kinda want to know if we are going to find our own Jack, our charming prince, one day hopefully soon. Kensi seeing the hopeful look that most of her girlfriends were sending her, gave in.

- I see you in a wedding dress, I knew it, she just saw engagement ring, impostor!, but you look older, continued the medium. Older? As in in three months older? No, you are in your late thirties. Oops, I said it out loud. The man standing with you at the altar is blond, tall and has a radiant smile. But not even as radiant as you.

- It's impossible. My wedding is in three months not in fifteen years. And my fiancé is far from the husband you just described me, Kensi said stopping Esmeralda. There is a limit of imagination even if she's a medium. I think I'm going to go. I don't wanna be here anyway and I'll have excuse to tell the girls. Kensi stood up, but when she tried to disentangle her hands from Esmeralda's, the old lady brought back her hands to her chest, not letting her go.

- Your fiancé is going to come back from war after his next deployment and leave you a month after his return. The war will have broken him and on Christmas morning he will be gone. You're...

- Enough!, interrupted Kensi with venom in her voice. I don't want to hear what you have to say. Jack isn't going to leave me, he loves me. And now, I am going to leave and I will marry my fiancé in three months. Thanks for nothing!, shouted Kensi as she left walking fast, shoulders tense without looking back. The old Spanish lady stayed still, eyes still closed, praying for this young lady, hoping for Kensi to stay strong and to never lose hope.

- You'll find him. I promise you, murmured the medium to the empty room.

Coming home that night, Kensi went straight into her lover's arms and kissed him till they were both breathless.

- I love you, Kensi said going to sleep, cradled in her fiancé's arms, feeling safe and content.

On Christmas morning, two and a half months later, Kensi Mary woke up alone, a letter from her fiancé laying on his pillow. She cried herself to sleep for a week then remembered the strange medium she had seen a few months ago. Kensi wanting answers went to Esmeralda's ten day's after Jack's leave desperate.

- How did you know?, asked the brunette, voice wavering with emotion, just entering the small shop. Esmeralda raised her head from her old books not knowing what was happening till she saw Kensi. The young woman looked like she had aged of five years in three months and her eyes were red from all the crying.

- How did you know?, Kensi repeated louder this time, desperate to know, tears threatening to fall again. The old lady watched Kensi walking to her angry from her lack of answer. Esmeralda was searching the words to explain her sort of visions, but time was definitely missing, because the tall woman in front of her was more and more impatient and emotionally unstable.

- I saw you and him, Jack. I'm sorry for your loss and turn of events, but I didn't do anything. I only predict and advertise those who wants to be advertised. And I thought, three months ago, that you should know. I'm sorry that you didn't believe me, said Esmeralda in a soft voice, seriously sorry but not surprised.

- But how, replied Kensi defeated. Why?, shouted Kensi,. Esmeralda gathered Miss. Blye in her arms as she cried again for her fiancé.

Kensi left an hour later, tears dry, a little bit soothed.

The medium's paroles almost never left her mind. You have a soulmate Kensi Marie Blye. Keep your eyes open, my dear. Never lose hope in love. You are going to have your happily ever after one day...

Six years later, special agent Kensi Blye met LAPD Detective Martin Deeks. She instantly felt a strong feeling for this man. It was like they already knew each other and shared the deepest connection she ever had with anybody. But she choose to ignore this feeling, having forgotten Esmeralda's advice. A year after, Kensi Marie Blye knew that her partner would mean the world to her someday in the near future, she hoped. Attracted to him, and the feelings already forming, she started to open to this man more than to the other guys. During the following year, she would see herself thinking of him more and more often as her lover. Sometimes, even as her husband and having two or three kids with brown hair and blue eyes just like his.

And now, Kensi Deeks laying in her strong husband's arms on their wedding night, is thinking of this strange lady she consulted back to her younger years once more. But this time, she was sure of something : she finally had found her soulmate Esmeralda was describing. The new wife caressed Deeks' blond hair smiling as she remembered the medium's description of her future husband. The man standing with you at the altar is blond, tall and has a radiant smile. But not even as radiant as you.

- I found you...

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Got this idea while reading another Densi Drabble. Hope you liked it and hope for some reviews:)