#sabatino

[javacreates]

A little thing I made for myself who was home alone 3 days (most freeing days tbh). Sabatino belongs to @inportant-spam-rsvp

#pizza tower #the noise #sabatino #oc #Java Creates #technically #peppino spaghetti

[bullet-prooflove]

3 Times Sabatino Thought About Proposing and the 1 Time He Did - Part Four: Cake - Vostanik Sabatino x Reader (feat: Nina Barnes)

Tagging: @kmc1989 @words-and-seeds @novamariestark @whateversomethingbruh @trublu2u @stelacole @@elixae

Part One: Adjustment Period - Nik decides it's time to propose.

Part Two: Sassy - Nik's plans to propose are thwarted by your sister Sassy.

Part Three: Love Language - Nik loses the ring during a footchase.

Sabatino decides to call it quits on the proposal. It’s clear to him at this point that it’s not the right time, that the universe keeps throwing up obstacles for a reason. All he wants is for it to be special for you, but he keeps just fucking it up. The pressure is stressing him out and it’s starting to affect the relationship. You can tell he’s hiding something from you and the fact he refuses to discuss it creates an issue. There’s always been things he hasn’t been able to tell you, you accept that, but this is different.

The pause will hopefully give him a little breathing room.

Things go back to normal; he lives in the present instead of being preoccupied with the future. He starts to have fun again, exist in the moment. The two of you spend the weekend taking some time to reacquaint with each other. His job’s been a little manic and you’ve been working a case with the FBI, you’ve barely existed in the same space over the past couple of weeks. He spends Saturday morning in bed with you, his hands chasing over your skin as he makes love to you in freshly laundered sheets. After dinner you go for a walk on the beach because you’re craving sweet and he’s thinking ice cream.

He lives for moments like this, strolling down the boardwalk, his fingers entwined with yours. There weren’t many of them when he was working for the CIA, now he treasures every single one.

The sun is setting when you come across Nina’s cupcake truck. Your eyes light up, and ice cream is completely forgotten because he knows how much you love her Red Velvet cupcakes and she only has one left. He leaves you sitting on a bench, watching the ocean roll up on the shore. He knows you find it soothing, the crash of the waves, the motion of the water.

“A little bird tells me you’re planning on locking that down.” Nina says, gesturing towards you when he orders the cupcakes.

“I was.” Sabatino tells her as he hands over the cash. “But the universe had other plans, so here we are.”

“You got in your own head.” Nina says knowingly as she opens up two individual cake boxes.

“There’s a lot of pressure to get it right you know?” He explains, his palm running over the nape of his neck. "It was causing a few issues between the two of us, so I shut it down."

Nina rests her elbows on the counter before leaning forward.

“Maybe it’s for the best.” She says with a shrug before picking up an icing bag and tilting the red velvet cupcake towards her. “I mean you’re already falling down at the first hurdle.”

“First hurdle?” He repeats with a bitter laugh. “Trust me, there have been plenty of hurdles and we’ve cleared every single one of them.”

“Uh huh.” She says as she surveys her work on the cupcake. “Then this little one should be no problem.”

She shows him the cupcake and his gaze flickers up to her in disbelief when he reads the words ‘Marry Me.”

“Are you serious?” He asks her, his hands on his hips.

“It’s cute right?” She says before putting it away into its own box. “And it’s perfect for her. She’s low maintenance and this is something a little bit special. Not too showy but personalised. Even you can’t fuck it up.”

He hates to say it but she’s right. He couldn’t have chosen a more perfect moment. The tide is coming in, the waves creeping up the shore and the light is just sublime, that cascade of colours illuminating the beach.

“What do I owe you?” He asks her, taking the box begrudgingly.

“I get to make the cake for your wedding.” She barters with him.

He gives her a look before he crosses his arms over his chest and sighs.

“Fine, if she says yes, then you get to make the cake.” He agrees before pointing his finger at her. “But if she says no, I get free cupcakes for life.”

“Yea that’s not happening.” She tells him, shaking her head. “If she says no, you get a pity cupcake, this one time and that’s it.”

“Deal.” He agrees before turning his back on Nina and focusing his attention on more important things.

You rise to your feet when he appears alongside of you, the individual cupcake box in his hand. You smile as you take it from him. That smile, it lights up his entire world and he knows that this is it, this is his moment.

He has the ring in his hand when you open the box, he watches as you study the writing before you tilt your head towards him.

“Nik…”

He doesn’t get down on one knee. It’s not your dynamic. Your partnership has always been based on mutual respect, meeting your challenges face to face and that’s how he intends to do this. He takes your hand in his, the ring clasped tightly between his fingers.

“Alana, I have loved you since that day you showed up in Afghanistan and every day, I loved you more. I want to grow old with you, start a family with you, I want…” He pauses for a moment, his voice rough as he struggles to find the words. “I want you to be my wife. So, I’m just a boy standing in front of a girl with a cupcake, asking her to marry me.”

You laugh and it’s such a rich, beautiful sound. He hopes he gets to spend the rest of his life hearing it.

“Yes Nik.” You say as he slips the ring onto your finger. “Of course, I’ll be your wife.”

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[ejzah]

A/N: A little dialogue drabble that takes place during the final scene in 11x01.

***

Deeks: Well, we better get to our hotel. It’s getting late.

Fatima: It’s only like ten.

Sabatino: Yeah, I thought we were having a great time. And you had that little cat nap, you should be good for a couple more hours, Deeks.

Deeks: It’s be a long day, lots of action and stress.

Kensi: And we’ll be a mess in the morning if we stay out too late. *gestures with her thumb and cackles* You should see this one when he doesn’t get his beauty sleep. It’s not a pretty sight.

Deeks, side eyeing her: Thanks, babe.

Sam, waving his hand: Aw, leave them along, I’m sure they have things to do.

Callen, coughing into his hand: Very special things.

Fatima: What? Oh. *her eyes widen* Oh. Right. Um, then you guys have a good night.

Sabatino, chuckling: Oh man, I’m glad my room isn’t next to yours.

#ncis la #densi #marty deeks #kensi blye #Sam and Callen #Fatima #Sabatino #false flag #dialogue drabble

[novamariestark]

Watching NCIS LA rn. Am I the only one who thinks this guy is really hot??

#ncisla #sabatino

[thiashazzywriting]

"If you were my partner, I'd end up falling for you. Hard. Then what would I do? Good partners are hard to find. I need someone I can trust to have my back. I wouldn't want to lose that. On the other hand, you'd also be the person I cared about more than anyone else in the world. And I'd never want to see you in jeopardy. So you couldn't possibly be my partner. It's a dilemma." Vostanik Sabatino to Kensi Blye (NCIS Los Angeles)

After that scene I ended up falling for him. I should never start watching NCIS Los Angeles: S04E17 'Wanted'.

#vostanik sabatino #nik sabatino #sabatino #ncis los angeles #ncis la #erik palladino

[sassyzazzi]

#ncis la #best seller #sneak peek 3 #sabatino #a castor sighting #Youtube

[glenncoco4]

Surprisingly I really like Fatima and Sabatino pairing.

#Fatima #Sabatino #NCIS: LA #Best Seller

[mashmaiden]

3 days until episode 300 of NCIS: LA!!! And to celebrate, I'm counting down with THREE new Pop friends!!!

First up, fresh off his appearance last week, we have Sabatino!! I couldn't decide whether or not to give him the formal CIA look or the more casual, but I decided to go with his appearance in one of my all-time favorite episodes "Wanted" as the inspiration for his look.

Can you guess which other characters I'll be introducing before Sunday? Take a guess or two!!

#ncis la #ncis los angeles #ncisla pops #custom funko pops #sabatino #ncisla #Yes I know the day count is off now but I've been trying to post this since yesterday!!

[ballesterajedrez]

SEMI RÁPIDO SABATINO - ABRIL 2024

Felicitaciones Sebastian Toranzo, ganador del III Semi Rápido Sabatino del CAVB de abril con puntaje ideal de 5 / 5 Pts., fue escoltado por Pedro Morales con 4 Pts. y Gonzalo Salas con 3 Pts. en segundo y tercer lugar respectivamente.

#ajedrez #ballester #2024 #Sabatino #Enrique Scarella #Semi Rapido #Torneo #abril

[pookiestheone]

Phil Sabatino Uncensored series (3 photos)

#Vintage Men #Phil Sabatino

[awesomecutmuscle2]

#matt sabatino #muscle #pecs #perfect abs #obliques #big arms #delts #biceps #triceps #massive quads #male perfection

[bullet-prooflove]

StolenMoments!Series - Part One: First Date - Vostanik Sabatino x Reader

Tagging: @kmc1989 @novamariestark @words-and-seeds

You try not to like Sabatino, you really do. He's a spook, a CIA Officer, a master of manipulation but there's just something about him that captures you. You know that the outcome of that last mission weighs on him, you can see the regret in his eyes when he talks about Brendan Broake’s death.

Murder is what you’d thought when you’d first encountered him under his alias.

Accident is what he had told you in the aftermath.

You believe him, despite yourself.

When he’s not wearing a persona, he’s captivating. He talks with his hands, the left side of his mouth quirks up into a smile, his accent is sharper, more defined. It’s a far cry from the alias he was using when you first met him, an insurance adjuster called Roger who simply spat out the word lawyer.

“I heard you had to cancel a date tonight for this?” He says as he sits beside you in an unmarked car, watching the building across the street.

You’ve been here for a couple of hours, keeping an eye on your target. He hasn’t done anything more interesting than pass by the window a couple of times with a glass of top shelf whisky in his hand. In comparison the two of you are now eating Chinese from white take-out boxes with chopsticks.

“Sam and Michelle are trying to set me up with a teacher friend of theirs.” You tell him, your eyes fixed on Sidorov’s window.

“I’m guessing you weren’t looking forward to it.” He says, digging through the noodles in his box in search of the chicken.

“Trust me I much prefer being here with you tonight.” You utter, grimacing as Sidorov lingers in front of the glass with his robe open. “I never know what to say when they ask what I do for work…”

“Because if you say law enforcement, they either lose interest or they get a little too interested.” He summarises, nodding knowingly.

He’s been there, he was DEA before he became an operative for the CIA, he’s met his fair share of badge bunnies. They’re good for a night but anything more than that and they start to get a little crazy.

“I had a guy take me home to show me his murder wall once.” You reveal and suddenly his interest is piqued. He tilts his head towards you.

“O.J, JonBenét Ramsey or Jonathan Luna?” He asks because he’s been on the receiving end of the first two before and the third is more of a personal favourite, he’s listened to it recently on a true crime podcast.

“Technically two of those are already solved.” You remind him and he almost spits out his food because there’s not a person in his very small circle who knows who Jonathan Luna is, despite how weird the case is. The fact you do…

It makes him like you just that little bit more.

“Jonathan Luna’s not solved.” He protests, pointing the chopsticks at you. “There’s not a chance in hell that was a suicide. You can’t convince me otherwise.”

The edges of your mouth twitch up into a smile and his gaze meets yours. A blush creeps up his cheeks because he’s just betrayed a part of himself, shown you something that he’s passionate about. You want to explore that a little, hear his thoughts, his theories. You want to hear all about those true crime podcasts you know he listens to.

“It was The Golden State Killer.” You respond to his earlier question “Before they caught him.”

Boring, he thinks. Every man and his dog had a theory on that one before Paul Holes had managed to track down the killer. He is curious though…

“Was he close?” Sabatino asks, picking up his soda from the cupholder and sipping through the paper straw.

“Not even a little.” You laugh and he shares a smile with you because he gets it entirely. He’s lost count of the number of parties he’d attended before he turned CIA, where people would literally assault him with their theories. It’s a hazard when you’re law enforcement.

“I can’t even keep a plant alive let alone a relationship.” He confides in you, before gesturing between the two of you. “This is probably the best date I’ve had in years.”

“It’s in my top three.” You say with a humorous lilt. “Stuck together in a car, eating Chinese food while we wait for Sidorov to finish fucking his mistress. It’s dinner and entertainment.”

He laughs then, it’s a rich, warm sound that resonated through his body. It catches him off guard because for the first time in a while it’s genuine. He’s used to pandering to other people, making them feel comfortable, it’s part of his job. However, sitting here with you tonight, it’s the most real he’s been with another person in a long time.

“I guess the second date will have to make up for it.” He says, setting the takeout container on the dashboard before he wipes at his mouth with a napkin.

“Oh, you think there’s going to be a second date, do you?” You tease before setting your own little white box onto the panel so you can hunt down the carrier bag. He pulls it out with a flourish before holding it open for you. A clean stakeout space is a happy stakeout space. He waits for you to deposit the trash before he fastens the bag, and he tosses it in the back seat before he turns his attention back to you.

You’re an attractive woman, he thought that the first time he met you but it’s more than that. There’s a connection between the two of you, an undertone of something. He finds himself slipping back to the person he used to be, the man beneath all the identities. He hasn’t been that person in a very long time.

“I’m kind of liking the vibe we have, aren’t you?” He says dipping his head so that he can meet your eyes. “And I can promise you that I don’t have a murder board at home, that’s strictly for office use only.”

“You’re serious?” You ask him and he smiles.

It’s his real smile, the one that no one else gets to see. You can tell because his eyes crinkle at the edges.

“Yea.” He says quietly as he leans in a little, his gaze lowering to your lips. “There’s an Italian place not far from the Boatshed. A little dinner, a little wine, we can get to know each other better.”

“You can tell me about your true crime podcasts.” You murmur as he reaches out, his thumb ghosting over the apple of your cheek. The scent of his aftershave floods your senses, something woody with a citrus undertone. His nose trails along the length of yours and you tilt your chin up so that your mouth brush over his.

You’re surprised by how soft his lips are, how tender he is with his kiss. His thumb chases along the line of your jaw and already you know you’re falling for him. And that’s ok, because he’s falling for you too.

“Sidorov’s on the move.” Sam’s voice comes across the radio. “Back exit.”

The two of you break apart reluctantly before pulling on your seatbelts.

“Tomorrow night.” He promises, his gaze focusing on the road ahead as he starts the engine of the car. “We’ll do it tomorrow night.”

***

The second date never happens.

Instead, the two of you end up sharing a cigarette outside of the Boatshed. He lost a friend today; a partner and you can see how much it devastates him. It’s in the way he pinches his brow when he strides outside to get some air, his hunched shoulders. He’s barely keeping his shit together.

“I have to go to Washington tonight.” He tells you wearily and you nod your understanding. You’d heard they were setting up a taskforce to bring down Sidorov, you know he has to be there. That even if it was a choice he’d still go. You didn’t like Synder, but he deserved better than being shot to death on a basketball court.

“Nik.” You say his name and his head inclines towards you.

Your fingertips brush over his cheek and he raises his hand, clasping your palm to his face. He closes his eyes for the briefest of moments, savouring your touch because he knows it’s the last time he’s going to feel it.

“I’m sorry we missed our moment.” He says, his lips brushing over the hollow of your wrist.

“Yea.” You whisper with a sad smile. “I am too.”

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[ejzah]

Sabatino: So…how’s it going, Deeks?

Deeks: Oh, are we on good terms again? Alrighty. Well, I’m not going to lie, it’s been hard since Kensi left.

Sabatino: Oh man, I didn’t know. That’s rough, but I had a feeling it wouldn’t last between you two.

Deeks, pursing his lips: Kensi left, for a week-long conference.

Sabatino, clearly embarrassed: Oh.

Deeks: What did you think I meant?

Sabatino: Nothing! You and Kensi are fantastic together. It’s just that working in this field, the long hours and stress, you know, it’s hard on lots of couples. You two are actually a great example of managing a relationship while working for NCIS.

Deeks, arms crossed: Uh-huh.

Sabatino: This is really awkward, isn’t it?

Deeks: Yep.

Sabatino: I’m just going to go…over there and pretend this never happened.

Deeks: That works for me. *after he’s out of earshot* I knew there was a reason I still didn’t like him.

***

A/N: Post mustachioed and ponytailed Sabatino.

#ncis la #marty deeks #Sabatino #conversations that never happened

[godsoflust-x]

#Matt Sabatino

[thiashazzywriting]

NCIS Los Angeles: S08E15 ‘Payback’

#vostanik sabatino #ncis los angeles #ncis la #erik palladino #ncislaedit

[raudur]

#Sabatino Cersosimo