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[franeridart]

The Housecat Philosophy - Ep 38

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#artists on tumblr #the housecat philosophy #original comic #original art #webcomic #my sketches #my longest strip yet #we're also adding two new characters cause why not #with this we're only missing one of dave's friends #she's appeared in the strips right now available on patreon already actually #but that's for another time #sorry about just how long some of these images are btw i hope they won't be too blurry ;;;; #i might have cut them in half but that was more work than i was willing to do at the time................................... #ha ha

[m1ssunderstanding]

Understanding Lennon McCartney Rewatch Part 3.2

The thing is Paul just physically can't say what he feels. It's just an impossibility for him. So if he says reading a negative article about himself “doesn't help” or “it's not good” but it “doesn't get home” I just assume he means ‘It hurts, but I can't think about that too hard or I'll go into a self-hate suicidal spiral again’. 

I always love how Paul says Linda. “Linder is er, nature mad.” 

She!!

Hearing Paul talk about watching Mary be born makes me wonder if John was there with Sean? Also I wonder if Linda would talk about the experience so glowingly. Probably. She's tough as nails. I had a lovely experience, personally, after the epidural lol

“Dear friend . . . I'm in love with a friend of mine.” This is such a strange and beautiful song. It's a man who has to apologize to his friend for falling in love with someone else. At least, that's my interpretation. What's everyone else's?

I understand why he's so closed off. I do. But when John is going off every five seconds, we're missing half the picture here and it's turning out warped. They really are such a good study of attachment honestly.

“Nothing will ever break the love we have for each other.” White-knuckling my way through this section with this quote clenched in my fist.

Yoko, talking about John fighting with Paul: any couple will go from swearing to kissing and it's like that. What favors are you doing yourself here, babe? Maybe John's the PR mastermind between the two of them.

I find John's comparison of working with his romantic partner to being ambidextrous very confusing. Does he mean just doing two things at once?

“If I can't have a fight with my best friend, I don't know who I can have a fight with.” -- Intro slutty gender-fluid Wings Paul my beloved -- “Tell me why, why, why do you treat me so bad? So bad? When you're the best friend a man ever had?” I heard on some podcast somewhere. Someone was going on about how forward-thinking the Beatles were to refer to the women in their songs as “friends”. And I was like, nununununu do not give them that credit.

This is just soooo. In this era? 90 minutes in the middle of a recording session?

John: Sorry, my estranged fiance is calling, gotta take a break. Guitarist: again? Drummer: how estranged can they be if they call every three minutes? Yoko: should we just record the other parts or . . . John: (receiver cradled to his cheek, lovesick grin on his face) Hey, how was Heather's school program? Haha, yeah, I bet she was.

Okay, so you've made up with Paul and now you're done being homophobic? *Cardi b voice* well that's suspicious. 

The fact that John's asking Paul to play on stage with him in 1972?? Ugh! If it was just about legalities and money and shit I would be genuinely so pissed at Paul for not going. If only because Come Together sounds incredibly lame without his bass and piano. But also for the obvious fix-it reasons. I have to remind myself of how truly awful Klein was. By being the only one to stand firm against him, Paul actually ended up saving them all from a lot of trouble. But gosh would this have been good!

Things normal people say, for sure, for sure.

Okay in my head it went like this. John calls George and bitches about what an egomaniac Paul is because he won't do anything with him as long as Klein is involved. George gets off the phone and calls Ringo and they make a bet as to how long it is until John decides they should get rid of Klein. 

“Where's your audience, Paul?” “In the theater, Dave.” As he should. The cuntiness is unparalleled. Yeah, maybe people like to see a family friendly eclectic magic pixie sexy hard rock floor show? Ever thought about that, Dave?

Anyway, he seems genuinely pissed when the interviewer even mentions the other Beatles and he refuses to even admit he still talks to any of them. Why? 

John's just so benevolent and selfless. He's completely straight, of course, but he's always offering to do gay shit. You know. To be nice. 

I forget that not only was May their literal employee, but she was ten years younger on top of that. And yet, she managed to do so much good in that relationship. I have so much respect for her. 

There's obviously a lot going on behind the scenes that they don't say in interviews. Duh. But I wonder what it is that caused Paul to be so open and happy in this interview where he's asked about the other Beatles compared to before. I wonder if he and John had a really lovely talk, or if he's heard a demo of “I know, I know.” Or maybe it's just he's so reassured that they've got rid of Klein that he feels safe acting open to a reunion on record. Who knows, Yoko. 

So so smart to pair “In My Life” handwritten lyrics with the matching lyrics of “I know I know” playing at the same time. I forget about that connection (“I love you more”) because it's so overshadowed by the “than yesterday” right after. I seriously wonder if John thought he was being so obvious with this one the way he was with HDYS and half hoped people would ask him if it was about Paul and he could make up for the whole thing. Because it's just so heavy-handed. It's beautiful. I love it. I'm sure Paul loved it. But yeah. John's just beating us over the head with the references here. 

I also wonder (very tentatively!!!) if Paul was maybe a bit more emotionally vulnerable with John than we usually think. I would never think this except for the “you know I nearly broke down and cried” “I'm sorry that I made you cry” and “no more crying!” I don't know. What do we think? 

His little baby smirk. It's so silly and cute. He's being very positive about getting back together, and the interviewer asks if John would initiate that. Just a very coy, “a, well, I couldn't say.” I wonder if at that point if he'd said on live tv that he wanted to get together again if it would've happened. Seems like it might have, but I understand him being scared. 

Elton John taking pictures like a fan and John: I wanna impound all those photos till I get me green card. What a random idea for a commercial. I love it, obviously, it's hilarious. I wonder who thought of it. 

This doc is so good at implication. The smirk as “loving in the palm of my hand” plays. That's not a reference to hand jobs, is it? Certainly not talking to someone with beautiful hands?

Everyone go look up Nineteen Hundred Eighty Five on YouTube. The singing sex is something else, yeah, but I'm always so blown away by the piano part. The fact that he's self taught and doesn't read music and this man will go on to compose symphonies. 

#paul mccartney #the beatles #john lennon #mclennon #linda eastman #yoko ono #understanding lennon mccartney #ulm

[familyvideostevie]

hii if you’re still willing to take requests could I ask for an Eddie x reader where Robin introduces the two because of reader’s similar interests and taste in guys? I was thinking kind of like how Robin saw Nancy had a Tom Cruise poster but with reader and she sees that reader has a Dave Mustaine poster? “You have a Dave Mustaine poster?? You have a Dave Mustaine poster 😏” I’m sorry if it’s dumb lol thank you 💕

this cracked me up, honestly, and i love any chance to write dear robin as the best friend ever, hope you like it! | 1k, fem!reader, fluff, short and sweet, pre!relationship, Eddie is a gem, thank you for requesting this was not dumb!!!! <3

"You did not put enough sunscreen on, Robin," Nancy chides. "Your nose is already red."

"That cannot be true," your friend whines. "Steve watched me put on like, four layers. I'm just sweaty!"

The three of you are sprawled on a blanket in the park, half-heartedly watching the rest of the group play basketball in the summer heat. This is only your third or fourth time hanging out with all of Robin's friends, but she's done her best to fold you in after graduation. You don't question it too much, because you could use some people to hang out with as you figure out your life and the energy between all of these kids is something magnetic, something special.

They seem alright with your presence, even a little overenthusiastic. You made sure to lead with your endless pool of fun facts and for some reason once Max declared that the way you whistled really loudly with your fingers was "way cool," you were in.

"Nancy, you need to watch your shoulders," you tease. "We're all going to be lobsters pretty soon." She looks down at herself sharply before rolling her eyes at you and grabbing the sunscreen tube from her bag.

"Honestly, someone is going to hurt themselves. And it's going to be Steve." Robin looks at the court with disgust where Lucas and Steve are facing off under the basket. Dustin and Max seem to have taken it upon themselves to heckle from the sidelines, but Mike refuses to give up, trying his best to get the ball from Lucas and failing each time.

"This is embarrassing," Nancy mutters. "Bringing the Wheeler name down. I have to help him." She tosses the sunscreen aside and stands up, jogging over. "Mike! Get it together!"

"Oh, this is going to be good," Dustin laughs. "Robin, is Eddie coming?"

"I think so. Steve, when did he say he'd be here?"

"I'm busy, Robin! You're the one that invited him!" He jumps in the air to block Lucas from a shot and fails. Robin laughs.

"Well, I think he's coming," she says. You love Robin, but she's not great at hiding things from you. She can be a bit of a wall to new people or in situations when she's unsure of the people around her, but she's nothing but comfortable surrounded by her friends. So you can tell immediately that she's up to something, and tell her so. She takes a breath and launches into an answer for a question you didn't ask.

"Okay, so when we were hanging out last weekend in your room I saw the Megadeath poster on your wall and I thought wow, I've seen a poster like that before! And the blonde guy kinda looks like someone I know! So I tried to remember where I'd seen it and then I was like, oh, obviously there's the same poster on Eddie's wall and I thought wait, I don't think you guys know each other, since you're my friend from school and I introduced you to everyone else but he's never been free when you're free, I don't know how that happened --"

"Eddie...Munson, right?" you interrupt her. "Your friend? The one who sold weed in high school?"

"Yep!" she chirps, looking pleased with herself.

"Robin," you say, lowering your voice. "Are you trying to buy weed? Do you want my help?"

"No!" she says, exasperated, like you've missed the point. And you think you might have. "I'm trying to set you up!"

"Oh," you breathe out. "Oh, okay."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." You smile at her. You know who Eddie is, obviously, and Robin is right, you room is practically wallpapered with posters of guys who look like him. You just always thought he was...kind of intimidating.

"Sweet! It's going to be great, even if you don't like like him, he's really nice and you can definetly talk about whatever shitty music you want--"

"Hey!" you protest, but it's interrupted by a chorus of greetings from the basketball court.

"Eddie!" Dustin cries. "Wanna play with us?"

"Oh, now you want to play?" Steve complains.

"Not on your life, Henderson," Eddie says, passing through the court with high fives for everyone on his way to the blanket. "Wheeler is way too scary."

"Oh, thanks man," Mike says, grinning.

"Not you, dude," Eddie teases. "Your sister." Everyone laughs but Eddie winks at Mike before the game starts up again.

"Hi Robin," he says as he stretches out on the blanket next to you. "Hello, new girl." He's got kind eyes, you think, kinder than you'd have expected. He's loose and seems happy, his biceps flexing as he leans back on his hands. You introduce yourself, trying not to be shy.

"Oh! Yeah, I've heard about you," he grins. "Got a lot of fans around here."

"Really?" You know the bond between all of these friends is something strong, something forged out of experiences you'll never understand. But the thought that they're willing to love you, too, fills your heart with such fondness your cheeks flush.

"Band geek over here told me you had a Megadeath poster on your wall, which is great, since no one in this circus of clowns has any god damned respect!" He leans into the joke a little, shaking his head like he's disappointed, but his mouth is curled up at one edge. Something in your gut tells you that Eddie Munson is someone who doesn't care what people like as long as it makes them happy.

Robin is too gleeful to be offended, eyes darting between the two of you. "I think I want to play after all," she blurts out and darts up towards the court.

"There is no way in hell that girl wants to play basketball," Eddie observes.

"No," you sigh. "This is a set up." He pulls his legs up and circles his arms around them, peering at you from under his bangs.

"Well, I don't mind if you don't mind." You really study him for a moment. Wide brown eyes, crinkled with the beginnings of a smile. He seems a little nervous, for all his bravado. He's sweating a bit, committed to his ripped jeans and general metal aesthetic and you think, damn. I want to know him.

"I don't mind," you tell him, and his grin is like the sun.

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#reblog me plz #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson #stranger things fic #stranger things x reader #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things imagine #its funny to write like #pre relationship but its cute #i think i got carried away with the gang here and not enough eddie but like #im feeling found family in this house tonight #anon ask #emma's asks

[inkabelledesigns]

I know I'm posting a day late here, but Happy Birthday Bendy! February 10th, 2024 marks the 7 year anniversary of when Bendy and the Ink Machine came out. And boy, has it been a wild ride. Normally I would reserve this for my Bendy sideblog, @angelofthepage , but I'm posting it here because this is where I started years ago, and I want some of those people who don't see that blog to have a chance to see this. Because you guys are a part of this story.

In about three months, seven years ago, I was in finals hell, working through my process book for my packaging design class in one of the dorm lounges while my roommate had taken the room for herself again. And the only thing keeping me sane was putting Can't Be Erased and Build Our Machine on loop as I worked. BATIM only had two chapters out, and I didn't know everything about it, but I was so intrigued by what its deal was. I took one look at Sammy Lawrence and I wanted to know everything about him. Something about this barely started game, the idea of your characters coming to life to kill you, it thrilled me, intrigued me. It was something I was really afraid of, being so attached to my characters and putting so much of my identity in my art. And while the story isn't really all that much about cartoons themselves being alive, it gave me something else that ended up changing my life.

Over that summer, I would become obsessed, and for the first time in years, I let myself be a fangirl again. And maybe one day I'll pull up the timeline and tell you how it all went down. But right now, after all the celebrating of yesterday, I just wanna take a moment to appreciate the last seven years. All the people I've met, all the friends I've made. All the experiences we've had together, big and small. Some have been incredibly close, and others have been people I still smile about whenever I see them on my feed, even if we're not all doing stuff in the same fandom anymore. There's some people I've fallen out of touch with that I likely won't ever see again that I miss. There's some I'll be lucky if I never see again. There's the official voice actors for Dark Revival, which I've had the pleasure of working with on community things here in the fandom. I regularly moderate their livestreams (or Lovestreams as we call them) where they sign prints and interact with us fans (and sometimes I'm tech support, once an ink machine technician, always an ink machine technician xD). I'm honored to call a lot of them my friends, we've had some truly wonderful conversations. I've spent a lot of time in a variety of servers, trying to uplift people and make for a positive fandom experience for everyone, fans old and new. Sometimes it lands me in interesting places, like helping out over on the Inky News channel. The host, Brandon, invited me over to guest star on his anniversary stream yesterday, and in the past I've been fortunate enough to showcase my art on two of his interviews, one with Dave Rivas and one with Adrienne Kress. Sometimes it lands me on fun projects, like working on a fan game, and for the first time it's not as a voice actor! I'm a writer. I've had my work uplifted in turn too, meeting people who value me for me and also cheer me on when I try new things (sometimes entirely new mediums like doll customizing). I got my first helpful constructive critique in this fandom, and it was something I ASKED for. That is a huge personal milestone! I have a really complex and twisty set of feelings about critique, and finally, I feel better, because someone helped me start to unravel that just by being themselves and being thoughtful. It's inspired me to want to be better in how I handle critique and problem solving with others.

I spent so much of my life putting my self worth in other people's hands. I thought I would never be good enough to have friends who didn't treat me like garbage. I thought I'd never be a good artist in any sense of the word either. But I was wrong. I've grown. I'm valued, I'm wanted. I don't have to hide parts of myself to be desirable. Sometimes being the silly, goofy, fangirl that is Kat is enough. My art is enough, my ideas are enough, my flavor is tasty, and I am a goddamn treat. And after so many years of not knowing that, I'm glad I finally do. And it's all because of the people. It wasn't ever that my flavor was bad, it's that I hadn't found people with a taste for it yet. Bendy's greatest gift was giving me a fresh start, a chance to meet new people, good people, and for that, I'm forever grateful. Even though things have changed, I'm glad I met each and every one of you, you all taught me something valuable along the way, and I think about those experiences we shared often.

I won't lie to you, I've been rather frustrated with Bendy lately. And I think a lot of it has to do with the games not truly having grown with me. At some point our paths deviated, and there are elements of what's come and what's coming that are getting away from what really enticed me about the very first entry, the things I valued most in it. But in some ways, analyzing that has led me to figure out what made that first game so special. It was human. It was a character focused game, and each of the characters, while vague, gave us just enough about themselves that we could feel for them, get invested, imagine, maybe even sympathize. Everyone is a tragedy, but they're all different flavors of tragedy. And it was seeing people explore that, seeing people write these characters in ways that were so human, that really built a connection. For some people, Bendy is another indie horror experience. For others, it's something to indulge in that hits hard on a personal level. In many ways, it attracts a lot of us who feel like misfits. It's many things. But to me, the magic was in the people. The people in this universe, and the people in its real world community.

It has solidified my belief that people should play with fiction however they want, no matter how far it deviates from the canon, no matter how weird it is. Go be interpretive, go tell your story, go be free to make what speaks to you! (All I ask is that you're thoughtful about tagging it so people can make smart choices about engaging with it.) All stories are worth telling. Even if no one gets into it, having told it makes a difference.

Whether you're someone who's been there from the beginning, or someone that's new to Bendy, I hope you're all having fun. Whether you've finished exploring the world or you've just begun, I hope you've found something valuable. Thank you, for coming along for the ride. Here's to many more fun experiences and stories, be they official or be they in the fandom. Happy Bendyversary!

#long post #bendy and the ink machine #batim #bendyversary #personal thoughts #bendy

[whatthesmeg]

-> when things go wrong

arnold rimmer x gn!reader

reader finds themself injured after falling through the floor of an abandoned starship, with only their hologram crewmate for company.

i'm so down bad for this stupid hologram i swear to god. also, this is post legion, so rimmer is a hard light hgram :)

"is this really a good idea?" you raised an eyebrow, hesitantly following dave and the cat through the narrow, decrepit hallways of the long-abandoned starship.

"relaaaax," dave drawled, kicking down a door. "we've done this plenty of times,"

"exactly, and besides, we're almost out of food, and if i have to eat krytens cooking one more time, i may have to eat one of you instead!" the cat mused, causing you to chuckle and shake your head at your ridiculous crewmates.

with kryten beside you, looking around curiously, you realised a member of your team was suspiciously absent.

arnold rimmer was trailing behind, unusually quiet. you slowed down, allowing kryten, dave and the cat to march onwards.

"you alright, arnie?" you asked softly, trying to meet his hazel eyes, which he was skilfully avoiding.

"fine. absolutely fine." his lips pursed, indicating he was, in fact, not fine, but rather very stressed indeed.

this didn't go unnoticed by you. recently, arnold had been acting very odd- less snarky comments, avoiding the crew, acting bashful. you considered him a friend, and his frank avoidance of you was starting to sting a little. unsure whether to bring this up now, you decided to carefully test the waters.

"you can talk to me, arnie, you've been a bit...weird lately, and-"

"me? acting weird? don't know what you mean!" he replied, a little too enthusiastically.

getting slightly frustrated by his avoidance, you decided to dig no further.

"suit yourself. but you better figure your stuff out, arnie. i'm almost starting to miss you." you smiled gently.

"hey, y/n! come check this out!" dave shouted from in front of you, and you turned quickly from arnold and jogged towards the others.

as you were jogging, the ship shifted groaned loudly. the floor suddenly felt very flimsy indeed, and before you could react, it dropped below your feet, one side dropping to create a ramp, which you found yourself tumbling down at great speed. you felt your head hit something hard and sharp, and everything promptly went dark.

-

"...y/n, y/n, wake up!"

drowsily, your eyes fluttered open, the face of arnold rimmer looking down at you, concern evident on his face. he was kneeling over you, and sat back as you sat up groggily, eyes adjusting to the darkness.

your head was pounding, you lifted a hand to touch it and was greeted with the warm feeling of blood trickling down your face. your left arm was also in considerable pain, and looking down, you saw it was very bruised with a deep gash from your elbow to your wrist.

"arn? what happened..?" you mumbled.

"th-the floor gave out, and you fell. we thought you'd...." he trailed off, voice shaking.

"hey," you breathed, reaching out to touch his arm softly. "i'm alive, i'm not going anywhere."

"i should be the one comforting you," he muttered, looking your injuries up and down with a face of worry. he looked around and found a piece of cloth from the abandoned starship, and shook it to get the dust off before gently leaning forward and dabbing the cut on your head.

it was a surprisingly intimate gesture, you felt your face grow warm. his hazel eyes met yours for a split second, before darting away.

"where are the others, anyway? and how did you get down here?" you asked, taking the cloth from him and continuing to dab it onto your wounds.

"they're trying to find a way to get you out. as for me, well...i'm a hologram, i can't die, so..."

"so you followed me down here?" you finished his sentence, feeling your heart flutter at the kind gesture.

"that'll leave a rather heroic scar." he gestured to the gash on your arm, changing the conversation topic quickly.

you were suddenly all too aware of the pain that was racing up through your arm and to your shoulder, and grimaced.

"y-yeah," you replied, suddenly feeling tears prick in your eyes from the pain.

arnold looked around once more and located another piece of abandoned fabric, and fashioned a bandage from it.

"this might sting a bit." he warned as he gently took your arm in shaking hands, and he began wrapping the wound. "there you go, love, you're doing great."

he appeared to say this without thinking, and immediately mumbled a quick "...s-sorry,"

"why now?" you began, "after weeks of avoiding me, why are you now being so nice?"

arnold was silent for a moment. "the thought of losing you scared me more than the thought of you rejecting me. cowardly, i know. only being brave enough to tell you when things nearly go wrong."

you smiled bashfully, before taking his hand in yours. "let's get dinner, arnie. when we're back on the dwarf."

arnold squeezed your hand, his face bright despite the darkness of your environment.

"i'd like that." he beamed. you smiled again, before leaning into him, determined to both be close to him and rest your aching body. darkness consumed you once more, from sleep or loss of consciousness you couldn't be sure. all you knew was arnold was holding you steadily, one of his hands stroking your arm, providing you with more comfort you ever knew was possible.

-

you spent 4 unconscious days in the med bay, under kryten's watchful eye, with dave and the cat visiting once or twice. arnold, however, stayed next to your bed the entire time. according to kryten, he didn't leave once. he read you stories from his old books, showed you mind numbing documentaries, kept you company. and apparently he didn't complain, not once.

today was the day you left the med bay, and arnold wasted no time at all taking you to dinner. when he picked you up from your quarters, after giving you some time to get ready, he looked stunned.

"you...you look beautiful, y/n."

dinner was a wonderful affair, you talked and laughed like you'd been on thousands of dates before.

after, he took you stargazing on a nearby planet.

"thanks for staying with me, arnie. kryten told me you didn't leave once."

arnold smiled softly. "i couldn't leave you."

"i'm glad things are okay between us again. or rather, i'm glad things are....what they are, between us." you said, avoiding using any labels just yet.

"as am i."

you lie in silence for a few moments, looking up at the stars.

"can i kiss you?"

you turned to him, noticing his nervous expression. you leant forward and pressed your lips to his, and you felt his hand reach up and hold your face gently. you pulled away, giggling upon seeig arnold's cherry-red face.

"you can kiss me any time, arnie."

#arnold rimmer #rimmer #arnold rimmer x reader #rimmer x reader #red dwarf #x reader #x y/n #x you #dave lister #the cat #kryten

[pedritapascal]

A good Agent, or a Good Fucker... to me

Chapter Six - Connections

Pedro Pascal's character - Dave York - [DY] The Protector 2 / Equalizer 2

Dave York x Female Reader

Word Count: 4,5K

WARNINGS: {+18} Sex Language; SA; Fingers; Tongue; Nudity; Explicit Details;

A good Agent, or a Good Fucker... to me

I wasn't crazy, I walked quickly towards him and hugged him tightly on the tips of my toes.

"Dave, you're okay" - breathing a sigh of relief with my arms around his neck, feeling one of his hands on my back and his nose sniffing my hair

"And you look great, don't you?"

I went back to the soles of my feet and released the hug.

"No, you're not going to do that, don't you dare Dave, I haven't heard from you for a week and you're not going to make an issue of it now, there's no point, you know that..."

"That we have nothing, right, we're nothing to each other..."

"It calms you down to know that I didn't kiss Matthew and..."

"I saw you, I've been watching you dance for a while"

"And you didn't come and talk to me? What's the point? You're still an asshole, man..."

"I wanted to see how far you'd go"

"You know that if I wanted to I would have kissed him, we're nothing, I've already told you that you don't own me"

Dave made that debauched face I hated to see

"I can't believe you crossed the Atlantic to be a scumbag on an international scale David..."

"I didn't cross the ocean for you, I was in Belgium, the case took me there, and I thought I could see you, I just didn't know you were enjoying your new job so much."

"Dave, you know that if I wanted to kiss Guerrit I would have done it and you being here or not doesn't interfere with my decision..."

"Are you sure?" - Dave smiled sideways - "For a moment I thought you didn't want your little friend because you felt me close"

"Fuck, really?" - Raising my eyebrows, it could have been the alcohol or the anger that Dave made me feel just by existing, but I turned to go to the table where my team was.

"Where are you going?"

I didn't answer, I walked over to the table, towards Guerrit

"Is that your boyfriend, Rookie?" - Matthew asked

"I don't have a boyfriend" - I replied harshly

I grabbed him by the face and put my mouth to his, at first he didn't understand what was happening, I forced my tongue into his mouth and felt his hands go around my waist and squeeze me against him, I heard my team at the table shouting and commenting on what was happening, I finished with two kisses, and smiled with my eyes still closed.

"See you on Monday Agent Guerrit" - picking up my things to leave

"No, wait" - Matthew tried to hold my hand, but I let go and headed for the door, passing Dave who looked at me angrily, but controlled.

"Good night Agent York" - I walked through the door, stopping on the sidewalk to ask for an Uber.

"Where's your car?" - I heard Dave's voice behind me

"In the agency garage, I'm not driving drunk..."

"I'll drive" - Dave held out his hand for the key

"The only thing you'll be driving today is yourself to the hotel you're staying in"

"So... There's no hotel, I just got on the last Eurostar and came here, I got to the agency, identified myself and the security guard at the gate told me where you could be, so I went... I didn't even bring any clothes"

"Well, that's too bad, but I'll tell you, turning left here, two streets ahead there's a great square, sleep there"

"Hey" - Dave took me by the arm, turning me towards him - "Shall we stop this?"

"Why? Did you find out that being an asshole to a person who can shelter you is a mistake?" - Looking at his cell phone

Dave laughed

"Would you really leave me on the street, princess?" - I felt his hand on my cheek and looked up at him

"Of course, I still want to, but I'll be nice, I'll show you a hotel"

"Hey" - Dave approached - "I came here, because I wanted to see you, I wanted you, I missed you, and not being able to talk to you was driving me crazy, and when I saw you out there having fun, I thought you didn't care about me"

"I don't care"

"I know that's a lie, because that hug you gave me wasn't from someone who didn't care"

I snorted, I hated how he was always right...

"I'm just going to let you drive because I need my car for the weekend and I don't want to leave it at the agency" - handing Dave the key.

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I had already put the way home on my cell phone for Dave to follow, I lay back a little on the seat and leaned back, Dave always drove in silence, and this time would be no different, I missed seeing him drive, looking at him so concentrated and his hand on my thigh, and it was only thinking about it, that I felt his hand touching my leg, this time, unlike the others, I put my hand on his, and intertwined our fingers, Dave smiled, still looking ahead and caressed my hand with a thumb.

We arrived at my apartment and as soon as we entered Dave slammed the door and pulled me to him, turning me around and putting my back to the door, pressing his body to mine and running his nose along my cheek.

"You have no idea how much I want you, how much I've wanted to be here with you," he said, moving his mouth up to meet mine.

I kissed him hard, running my tongue over his lips while one of my hands held him by the hair on the back of his neck and the other I pulled him to me from behind. Dave kissed me, bit my lips, swirled his tongue in my mouth and gasped, he pulled away from me and I whimpered.

"If you kiss that guy again, he'll see what a fucking killer I can be" - he returned his mouth to mine and went down to my neck

"And who says I want to kiss him again?" - I gasped - "There are other agents in the agency" - I said, biting my lip.

Dave got off my neck and looked at me

"Then the damage I'm going to do is going to be much greater" - he winked at me

"Dangerous, aren't you?" - I said, pulling his hair back

"Only when they want what's mine"

"Dave" - I smoothed his face - "I'm not yours"

Dave put his hands between my legs, over my pants, rubbing my pussy hard.

"This pussy here is my princess"

I moaned louder

Dave opened the button and zipper of my pants and quickly found the waistband of my panties, slipping his nervous fingers in until he reached my entrance, where he calmed his hand and touched me slowly, slipping his finger in and touching my clit, I tried to moan but Dave silenced me with his mouth and swallowed my moan, I missed those hands, that mouth, Dave guided my body as he wanted, my body only obeyed his touch, especially when he touched me like that.

Dave took off my pants and panties at the same time, leaving me exposed to him, just in my blouse. He knelt down to finish taking my clothes off by my feet and right there he positioned himself and buried himself in my folds, slipping one of my legs over his shoulder, and the other leg over the other shoulder and stood up with me on his lap while his tongue snaked around my entrance and touched my clit, I still had my back against the door, while Dave lowered his mouth to thrust into my pussy, his nose massaging my clit making me moan loudly.

"FUCK DAVE" - I screamed with my hands gripped in his hair, as he drank my orgasm away and I moaned his name.

Dave went down on me slowly, running his tongue up my stomach as he pulled up my blouse

I was completely naked there for him when I started to take off his overcoat, his suit, Dave undid his shirt buttons while I undid the knots in his tie, he took off his shoes with his feet while I opened his pants and let them fall with the belt still hanging from them, making a noise when they hit the floor hard.

I grabbed his erection over his gray boxer shorts and pressed lightly, hearing him gasp, I pushed him to give me space, I took him by the hand making him follow me, we went into my room, my bed still messy from the night before that I almost turned over working on the terrorist cell case, folders and photos thrown on the bed and I just pushed him on top of it all, I wanted him, I thirsted for him, as he fell, Dave pulled me by the hand making me fall on top of him too, he held me by the head, kissing me again, this time a slower kiss, as he kissed me he gathered my hair in his hands taking it away from our faces and settling my strands in his hand behind my head.

"I know one thing you miss, Dave" - I moved my hand down between our bodies and reached his cock, slipping my hand inside his briefs and stroking just the head of his dick.

"I missed all of you princess, your body, your hand" - Dave gasped

"And my mouth?" - I asked in his ear

Dave just sucked in air with his mouth as I stepped out of his arms, lowering my mouth and leaving a trail of kisses down his neck, then his chest and down his belly, reaching the hem of his briefs, Dave lifted his hips a little so that I could pull his briefs down, I saw his cock jump backwards hitting the lower part of his stomach. I ran my tongue over my lips to moisten them and positioned myself there in the middle of him, while holding his cock by the base, I kept my eyes on Dave who was leaning back on his elbows to watch me, I ran my tongue over the tip swallowing the pre-cum...

"I miss the flavor of you" - I said, looking at Dave

Dave threw his head back, "you bitch" he whispered, I swirled my tongue around the red head of his cock one more time before taking it into my mouth with a light suction, looking at Dave who lay back on the bed, his hands in front of his face.

"Holy shit" he groaned and I continued to swallow and return my hand to the base, moving up and down with my mouth, I released my hand and swallowed until my mouth felt uncomfortable in my jaw, I moved my hands down to caress his balls while I swallowed his cock and returned to the head, Dave sat up abruptly, carefully pulling me off him.

"I didn't come here to cum in your mouth princess," he said breathlessly, pulling me by the face.

"But I want to so bad Dave" - pouting

"Oh my God" - he laughed and kissed me, smiling into the kiss - "You're perfect" - he whispered with his nose in mine

I got into bed and pushed everything onto the floor with his help

"You're mixing up the evidence princess"

"Tomorrow I'll sort it out Dave, today I want you" - as I climbed back onto his lap.

Dave turned me off his lap, laid me down and came on top of me, one of his arms on the side of my face, looking me in the eyes, fitting himself between my legs, lowering his hand between us and sticking two fingers in my pussy at once, I just held my breath not to scream his name there, I rode on his fingers while he looked down at me, very serious

"That's it princess, give me one more, come for me come" - Dave whispered as he fucked me with two fingers and his thumb rubbing against my clit. "Tell me this pussy is mine"

"No" - I said breathlessly

"Say it's mine," he said between his teeth as he pumped his fingers harder into me.

"Okay, it's yours, you won, just fuck me, I need you inside me" - I whimpered

Dave pulled his fingers out of me, pulled his cock up and down twice and forced it into me, I kissed his arm that was on the side of my face, and wrapped my legs around his hips.

Dave shoved it in and I moaned, his thickness, after so long, I held onto his back

"Slow down Dave, you're thick"

Dave smiled in the corner, pushing slowly so that I could get used to him again. When he felt my body relax, he settled his body on top of mine, leaning his weight on his elbows, with one hand Dave held my hips tightly as he began to pull his cock in and out of my pussy, I moaned low, with my eyes closed, whispering his name, I opened my eyes and Dave was staring at me with a face of desire, of hard-on that he could barely hold back.

Dave moved his head down, running his tongue over my chest, down my neck and up my chin, until he found my mouth and bit my lips, rolling his hips against mine and I could feel his groin rubbing against my clit. His hand moved from my hip, up to my breast, where he squeezed it carefully and moved his mouth down to it, running his tongue over the hard nipple.

We'd never had sex like this, calmly, feeling our bodies, and yes, it was the first time we'd had sex with him looking me in the eye, he'd always preferred to fuck me on my back and I particularly loved it, until we found ourselves in this position, where I could feel all of him.

Dave returned to my mouth, now his hips were bumping into mine calmly and intensely, I was feeling my second orgasm coming on and I clung to Dave's body repeating his movement

"Please Dave, don't stop" - I begged breathlessly

"Come to me princess" - Dave whispered in my ear.

I moaned loudly when Dave's hand grabbed me by the neck, squeezing a little too hard, just to make me run out of air, my whole body shook, I tried to scream, or moan but the lack of oxygen stopped me, Dave released me suddenly so that I could finish my orgasm breathing and smiled as he continued to pump my pussy, I let my body fall back and Dave followed by putting his sweaty body on top of mine, he pumped faster and harder and I felt his cock grow inside me and Dave pushed once more and I felt it all go in at once, his arms stiffened, he slipped an arm under me, his hand on my back, pressing me into his body, while he moaned loudly, I'd never heard him moan like that, without his growl every time. Our bodies in sync, slowing down, both of us panting.

Dave pulled my hair away from my face, still breathing hard, and kissed me, a wet, lingering kiss, leaving my mouth and kissing my forehead. Dave carefully got off me and lay down on my side, pulling me to him. I rested my head on his shoulder, with his arm around me, and his other hand held mine to his chest.

"How I needed you" - Dave said as I felt his breath on the top of my head and stroked his chest with my fingertips.

"I was worried about you Dave, what happened?"

"I can't tell you now princess, you need to trust me" - lifting my face as he held me by the chin and giving me a kiss, I rolled my eyes, taking a deep breath - "Shall we order something to eat?" - Dave added, picking up my cell phone from the bedside table and handing it to me.

I unlocked it and handed it to him

"Go ahead and order, I need a shower" - I got up and headed for the bathroom - "Hey Dave" - I turned in the doorway to look at him, he was frowning at my cell phone - "Are you going to be here long?"

"I don't know, maybe until Monday or Wednesday, why?"

"Nothing much, if it was enough time for me to solve the case of the explosions... Going back to the US wouldn't be a bad idea..."

Dave put the phone down on the bed and walked towards me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"You'd come back with me, are you serious princess?" - Dave's eyes lit up again, just like the first time we were together.

I nodded yes

"If Lieutenant Jones takes me back, and I've already solved this case" - I said, entwining my fingers in his that were around my waist - why not?

Dave squeezed me in a tight hug, he didn't need to say anything, I understood that he wanted that too.

"Now, do you want to take a bath with me, prince?" - I raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Dave, who was frowning.

"Prince? It didn't work, princess..." - he laughed

"Yeah, I'll have to try another nickname, but not now, now I just want to know if you prefer the shower or the bath?"

"A quick standing shower with you, or a relaxing bath with you between my legs?" - Dave looked thoughtful - "I think you know my choice, don't you?"

"You've already ordered the food, pumpkin"

"Bombonzinho?" - Dave raised an eyebrow - "Stop trying, please" - Dave laughed - "I haven't, you've taken all my attention" - He said as he went back to bed to get my phone and I took the opportunity to turn on the taps in the bath and prepare the bath

When Dave came back into the bathroom, I was already in the bath with the foam up to my breasts, and I called out to him with the tip of my finger - "Come here."

He wasted no time in getting into the bath, sitting behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me to him as he held me in his embrace and I rested my head on his shoulder, feeling his lips leaving tender kisses on the path from my neck to my shoulder, my skin shivering at his touch.

"Dave" - I whispered his name softly

"Hi princess" - Dave whispered back into my ear, nibbling my ear.

"That thing you did, at the time of my orgasm"

"Huh?" - Dave mumbled, asking with his mouth still on my neck and his fingers intertwined in mine - "Which part princess?"

"The part about your hand on my neck" - I felt Dave smile into my neck.

"I know" - Dave put one hand up and held me lightly by the neck, his big hand almost going around, I swallowed - "Did you like it?"

"Humrum" - I nodded while biting my lips - "No one has ever, you know, done it the right way, like you did..."

Dave put a little more pressure on my neck with his hand and I gasped. I took his other hand and put two fingers in my mouth and licked them, leaving my saliva on them.

I let out a low moan at his touch, and Dave understood what I wanted, he began to massage my clit, circling and pressing with two fingertips while his other hand held me by the neck, but without squeezing I bit my lips and closed my eyes as I rocked my hips and Dave skillfully worked his fingers into me, going up and down, in and out, reaching my clit again. Dave stuck his mouth to my neck where he played with his tongue, moving up and down, and I moaned louder, calling his name and begging him not to stop.

Dave whispered in my ear, "That's it. Come for me..." as he plunged his fingers deeper into me. I felt his hand pressing even harder on my neck and my breath began to fail me. Dave moved his fingers up once more and I felt my body shudder as my orgasm took over. Dave's hand, which had been on my neck, was now squeezing me so hard that I couldn't breathe anymore, I could feel my pussy trembling in his fingers, I couldn't speak or moan, I just felt my body vibrating against his, as I tried to pull in the air that Dave's hand was preventing from reaching my lungs due to the pressure he was putting on my neck.

Dave released my hand slowly and I moaned loudly as my body still shook from my orgasm, he turned my head towards him holding me by the chin and kissed me slowly, while tucking my hair behind my ear and holding me by the face, I was still moaning, and he swallowed every one of my moans.

I turned facing Dave and lifted my hips moving forward and I felt the tip of his cock rubbing against my entrance and I began to sink into him as he let the air out of his lungs feeling my wet walls sliding down him and us fitting together perfectly, as he put his arm around me and pulled me tighter to his body and fit more and more into him.

Dave began to guide me along his body, making me ride his cock, while his mouth gasped on my left breast and ran his tongue over the hard nipple.

TRIIIM

The intercom rang

"SHIT" - Dave shouted - the food's here

I just laughed, getting off his lap and out of the bath while he did the same and wrapped himself in a towel. Dave went to his pants to get his wallet to pay for the food and I dried off and went back to the bedroom to get some clothes for myself.

I went into the living room already dressed in time to see him close the door with the packets of food in his hand. We went into the kitchen where he put everything on the counter while I got the plates, glasses and cutlery we were going to use out of the dishwasher, and we sat down on the stools while Dave served us a slice of pizza.

"Princess, do you know what I want to do tomorrow?"

"Hmm?" - Already biting into her pizza, she was starving

"Go out with you, on a real date, you owe me one, remember? Let's go?"

"I don't know, Dave" - chewing - "I'm afraid..."

"Afraid of me?" - he looked at me in amazement

"Of course not" - I snorted - "I've never been, you know" - I took a deep breath - "afraid of not being good out of bed..."

"But we were great at the office desk too" - Dave laughed as he bit into his pizza

"Asshole" - I rolled my eyes - "I'm serious, we fight all the time..."

"I honestly don't know what's going to happen here" - Dave scratched his nose, smoothing it from bottom to top thoughtfully - "I'm a bit rusty at this and I really thought my head was focused on the case, but since you left... I... you know"

"I know, Dave... me too" - I nodded - "and there's the fact that you've just got divorced too"

"That's got nothing to do with it, I told you, my marriage had been over for years, the divorce was just a formality, I've always been fine with it, I thought I'd now focus on getting my career back on track and..."

"E?..."

Dave took another bite of pizza, chewing...

"And... nothing, you, you take all my focus away" - Dave said wiping his mouth with his napkin, crumpling it up and putting it on the counter a little frustrated

"I..."

My phone rang

Dave didn't even look at the phone

"I think your partner wants some explanations"

"Guerrit doesn't usually call me Dave, we just exchange messages about the case and" - picking up the phone, it was Guerrit - "How?" - Hanging up the phone - "How did you know that?"

"I had your phone in my hands and there were countless messages from him, and you didn't answer any of them... one day he was going to call"

I just rolled my eyes

"I'll deal with it on Monday, let's decide what we're going to do tomorrow? I want to enjoy my time off"

"I told you princess, we're going out, you and me"

"Let's get you some clothes first, don't you think? Or do you want to go out in Holland dressed as an agent?"

"Shopping?" - Dave grimaced, finishing his third piece of pizza - "I hate shopping"

"It's not my favorite way out of the house, but"

Dave rolled his eyes

"You know what, but afterwards, I want to visit Anne Frank's house, I've always wanted to" - getting up - "Finished?"

"Yes, yes" - wiping my mouth with my napkin as Dave took the dishes off the counter and into the sink where he began to wash them.

"Do you wash dishes Agent York?" - I asked curiously

"You know I was a family man, right? So I washed the dishes, took care of the yard, took out the garbage..."

I raised an eyebrow

"What?" - Dave looked at me curiously

"Nothing" - I smiled - "I'm trying to connect the thought of you cleaning a yard and being a cold, cruel mercenary at the same time" - I laughed harder - "the math doesn't add up, you know?"

"Hehe, idiot" - Dave rolled his eyes - "But that's why no one suspected" - he winked at me

I shrugged, yawning

"Let's go to bed princess, you're tired" - Dave said kissing my forehead.

I got up and went with him to the bedroom, while he put his underwear back on, I went to get the case files I'd scattered and mixed up off the floor.

"Dave, next time I do this, please don't let me... look, I've mixed everything up" - huffing and putting it back on the bed - "SHIT."

As I tidied up the files, I looked at the photos of the crime scenes, all of which were places involved with technology, buses without drivers that were powered by technology, large developer buildings, stores with virtual services.

"FUCK DAVE, LOOK HERE" - Spreading the photos out on the bed - "TERRORIST CELL IS AGAINST TECHNOLOGY"

Dave stood for a few seconds looking at the pictures on the bed with his arms crossed

"You're a fucking genius..." - he said

"First in my class, huh? Are you going to the agency with me tomorrow? I need to take this information"

"And see your partner's stupid face when I arrive with you? I wouldn't miss it for the world" - Dave grinned - "Now let's get some sleep, I hate this European time zone..."

"Have you forgotten that you're going to sleep in the square? I've had you for all I care, Dave" - I gave him a smile as I tidied the bed.

Dave laughed and let himself fall onto the bed, slapping one hand against the mattress beside him, I rolled my eyes playfully and lay down next to him, Dave slipped his arm around me pulling me into his embrace and resting my head on his chest, he kissed the top of my head.

"What are we doing, Dave?" - I lifted my head to look at him

Dave smoothed my face, held my chin looking into my eyes, and gently brushed his lips against mine.

"I don't know, princess, but I want to find out..."

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Chapter Seven - Surrender

#dave york #equalizer 2 #fanfic #fanfic do personagem pedro pascal #joel miller #pedrito #the mandaloria/reader #pedro pascal #tlou #din djarin #dave york fanfiction #dave york smut #dave york x female reader #dave york x you #dave york x reader #javier peña #javier pena fanfiction #javier pena #javi gutierrez #javier pena smut #javier pena fic #javier pena x reader

[dualitysdownfall]

fic sketch: solkat reunite

hi i saw this post and it made me contract a solkat disease but i'm incapable of not letting things turn out happy so i spit out this scrap of comfort food and its not quite long enough for me to feel justified in putting it on ao3 it's just like one scene so here

Both of you stand side by side, leaning against the the countertop, both too tense to dare sit down. It's painfully quiet; the only sound in the spacious room is the two of you breathing.

"S-so," you start. Weak. "You've. Built a nice life here, huh. With. Dave."

"Yeah," Karkat says. "It's nice." He pauses, and even after all this time you know his mannerisms like the back of your own hand - when he pauses for just a fraction of a second you can hear that he's scrambling to find anything to say. All he comes up with is, "He's really great."

"I'm sure," you mumble.

The silence settles once more. It claws at your sponge clots in a way that only silence can, a way that you're not entirely used to. Long ago you would have given anything for a shred of silence. But THIS silence… it's unbearable.

You heave a sigh. "I can't do this, man."

"What do you mean? You're not leaving already, are you?" The disappointment in his voice could shatter you.

"No, no," you blurt immediately, and you feel him relax a little, "I just can't stand this tension, it was never this awkward. We've never had NOTHING to say to each other, we could talk for hours and never fall silent for HALF as long as we just did! We're both some of the most obnoxious motherfuckers I know, you could write me a novella about the intricacies of ashen vacillation or whatever without breaking a sweat, hell, we'd spend all night ranting about personal shit we'd never breathe a word of to anyone else! We used to share everything! And I just…"

…You just wish you hadn't lost that.

You have no way of knowing for sure, but you sure hope your colored glasses lenses conceal the fact that you're starting to tear up. That's about the only purpose those glasses can serve you these days.

Karkat sniffles.

"I…" Your voice falters. You clear your throat and start over. "I miss you, KK."

Karkat lets out a shuddery breath. He's already crying, of course he is. "I miss you too, Sollux," he sobs. "After you left, I was inconsolable, everything reminded me of you, I couldn't imagine going on without you!"

"But then you did!" you blurt, and as you say it you know he didn't have a choice in the matter. That was all you, wasn't it?

"I didn't want to, idiot! But YOU were the one who left, and it took me a really long time to make my peace with that!"

At that, you just break. Glasses or not, there's no hiding it now. You cover your face with your hands and just sob. "I know, I know, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I should never have left, I'm the worst, I hate that I didn't stay, I wish I could have done both because I couldn't just leave AA like that, but I hate that I just fucking ditched you like that, I'm the worst friend in the universe and you were right to move on…" You curl in on yourself, collapsing down to sit on the floor. You bury your face in your arms and cry. Through your own whimpering and sniffling, you hear Karkat kneel down beside you.

"You're not the worst," he states plainly, though you can hear that his voice is still tight from tearing up. "I missed you so much, Sollux. I'm so glad to see you again."

"I'm sorry I left," you mumble. "I never should've left, I never should have put you through that."

"It's okay," Karkat breathes. He shifts a bit, then stops. "Is it okay if I hug y--oough!" You fling your arms around him before he can finish asking. You squeeze, with all the longing and love and, let's face it, pity that you held inside you for so many sweeps with nowhere to put it. It doesn't even begin to account for how much you missed him, how much he matters to you. But it's a start.

"I never blamed you for leaving," Karkat mumbles into your shoulder as he clasps his hands together behind your back. "I was never mad at you for it, I never hated you for it. I just missed you."

"I know, I'm sorry…" you mumble helplessly. Gog damn you did not think you would break down like this so fast.

"It's okay, it's okay," he repeats softly. "I'm just really glad to see you again."

"Me too… I missed you so much, KK."

Awkward though it is to be embracing in the position you are on the floor, neither of you let go for a long, long time.

#homestuck #solkat #sollux captor #karkat vantas #my writing #harper babbles #if i had the patience i would flesh this out #have d4ve come home while sol and kk are catching up or something #but god. i just do not have patience #fic sketch

[davekat-sucks]

If there's one thing i don't like about this fandom it's how much they make the kids more meaner? Villainizing? Than they actually are. Don't get me wrong, they have done a lot of bad but like these characters are FRIENDS. They do genuinely care about eachother in the end they aren't cold hearted and revel in other's suffering, they aren't Caliborn or Vriska afterall. I think they read the comic wrong, the kids were willing to sacrifice their own lives for eachother, a prime example of this was Daves conversation with doomed Rose. I blame the spaceship meteor part of the story for ruining the characters. Like everyone acted so ooc? Why were Jade and Davesprite giving John such a hard time about his dad die dying? Both of them literally had to watch their guardians die in front of them, you'd think they'd be the most sympathetic here? Or how Dave and Karkat, characters who will go through lengths to protect their friends just fucking stand there as everyone else tears themselves or eachother apart? Karkat is an ass yes but this was the same guy who was crying his heart out when he saw Solluxs dead body when in game or how he told Aradia bot that he would've tried to get her back to life if it weren't for other circumstances. Why was everyone being so uncaring at this part? It didn't feel right. The alpha kids got it the WORST, from bad writing to fandom treatment. I remember back in the day seeing stuff where Dirk was just down right mean to Jane "hahaha sucks to be you Jake is mine fat bitch". There was even a little bit of this aggressiveness in House of Dirk, now i do find that story fun but the small part where he calls Jane "xenophobic", bothered me. Like he would NOT say that to her. Have you seen how he speaks to her? "If you ever need help, Jane. If you're ever in any trouble at all. Let me know. Just say the word." Same guy who built a robot to protect her life and pretty much wrote an entire book for her, i think Dirk cares about Jane guys. This fandom and comic is so mean to Jane, as funny as i thought it was that Caliborn called her a fat fucking pig and cow, she really just became a punching box at that point. They'll shit on her because she's a woman getting in the way of the gay men. The ONLY thing people get from her as a character is that she's fat, because Caliborn said so along with a bunch of other things. Jake, poor Jake, gets sexualized by everyone he knows and had to burn his Grandmothers body right in front of him. But according to fans HE'S the asshole here because he cant communicate properly. Gee i wonder why. Roxy gets put on a fucking pedestal by the comic and fans, super extra special treatment. Ignore how she sexually harasses Dirk or almost killed Jane, no she's incapable of doing wrong, isn't that right Calliope? Yes, Roxy should be the new leader AND kill the Condescension yes. Now i never finished reading the epilogues because why would i? I'm probably missing a lot if we're taking them into consideration but not taking it into consideration because my point still stands because thats how the fandom treated them even before those came out. And even when talking about the base comic i still see those attitudes.

These characters DO have their personal problems but when people talk about they insert angst where it doesn't exist for favor of projection and i hate how common its become.

If people claim it is just cynicism that comes with growing up, there's clearly a difference between being cynicism, nihilism, and being a straight up asshole. If people say it is Dave and Karkat's depression is the reason why they stand around doing nothing as Rose becomes alcoholic and Terezi gets abused by Gamzee, it's sure strange they got over their depression right as VRISKA comes in to solve everything and those two bastards act like nothing had happened. Everything by Act 6 and Post Retcon just made all the characters worse. They have become an empty shell of who they used to be. The bleak outlook has become a theme for current Homestuck. It's been like this for Epilogues and Homestuck^2 too. I don't know if James Roach and HICU can really save the franchise and get out of all the characters having this negative light. Andrew Hussie and WhatPumpkin has shoved this jaded feeling right in the audience's faces that it's become the norm to expect the worse. Readers expect characters being assholes and more depression, they will receive it because Hussie and WhatPumpkin made it so.

#Homestuck #Homestuck fandom #Post Retcon #Act 6 #Andrew Hussie #WhatPumpkin #What Pumpkin #WP #James Roach #HICU #Homestuck Independent Creative Union #Homestuck Epilogues #Homestuck2 #HS2 #Homestuck^2 #Homestuck 2 #HS^2 #Homestuck Beyond Canon

[cure-typhoon]

What r ur aus i actually dont kno

Well, that kinda depends in the au! I have a couple so here's a littlle summary for each of them

Earth C AU - My main one? At least the one I tend to talk about the most lol, its basically my fanfic of how i would write the cast living on Earth C, not as deities but just, regular people hiding their status as Gods.

I tend to talk mostly about the fankids i created, Karkat as a parent, Davekat awful breakup that ends up with Dave ghosting everyone for like 6 years, here is a rough timeline i go too lazy at the end.

Crossing Timelines AU - Connected with the last one, a 40 year old Karkat gets teleported to the pesterquest timeline for reasons he doesnt know yet, where he is now stuck trying to find a way back home while spending time with the friends he lost years ago

This one has a comic and an askblog! That i try to update semi-regularly (and i fail a lot), I just updated it last week :3

Superherostuck - An AU where the Beta Kids and Trolls are both a group of superheroes. With the Beta Trolls (humans) unknowingly being with the bad guys, a corrupt company who raised them since young to be superheroes and who, after Karkat ends up being a loss because his powers arent really that useful and realize he has been a waste of money, decide to get rid of him

Karkat survives thanks to an unknown power he had, and after that he starts living with Spades Slick, who founded him and decided not to snitch his survival to the company.

While living a ''normal life'' he meet the Beta kids and realizes theyre the Other superhero team in the city, who is seen really badly in the publics eye and joins with them to try and contact his team members to tell them about the corruption of the company. Shenanigans occur

Runaway Au - Karkat disappears for 2 years and is assumed dead after they find his clothes torn by animals, the day of his funeral, the Beta Trolls (humans) decide to go to the old abandoned cabin they used to frecuent when they we're kids to leave some food to honour Karkat.

They end up finding Karkat, and also an alien egg, and Karkat sharing bodies with an Alien who almost kills them. Fun stuff, need to draw more of them

Magical Girl au - Feferi is a princess of another planet who has to run away with her team to Earth because her evil Mother is trying to destroy her and conquer all the galaxy. The only way to stop her is to reunite the 6 missing members of The Protectors of the Universe

Sadly when trying to escape, she and her members got separated, so now Feferi is all on her own until a kind (lol) stranger helps her! This stranger ends up being one of the missing protectors and he ends up activating his powers for the first time!!!! This stranger is not amused at all

And thats the main ones! i have more, some i havent really talked about and others that are mostly just fun concepts (Fantasystuck)

#homestuck #my art #earth c au #crossing timelines au #runaway au #superherostuck #magical girl au #feferi peixes #karkat vantas #i dont wanna tag everyone #ughh #beta kids #beta trolls #spades slick

[saladtweezers]

IT TAKES A MAN and it took one. Part 8 - static au

As Adam and Evelin made their way through, they encountered the police station. They walked in as fast as they could to be greeted with Dave Lee. "Dave !" Shouted out Evelin, running to him. To their luck, Mr. Lee was alive and well.

He only greeted silently, sitting down on the floor. "I'm glad ya' found me. Thought I'd die alone !"

Adam looked around for stuff to ask to take, looking at Dave for approval.

"Anythin' new , Eve ?" Dave asked her, making sure she wasn't too stressed.

"We lost people ." She replied. "Mark is home with her sister hopefully, Jonah is. . Jonah's. ." Evelin couldn't speak without starting to sob. It was scary, not sleeping, barely eating, trying to recruit and get out of the city quickly. "Infected, I barely made it ." Dave intervened. Adam's ears perked up;" Anything new you may now ? Anything . Anything at all ." Speaking while comforting his acquaintance. "They're fast . Really damn fast . I was lucky it didn't bite down on me . Guns do barely anythin' , damn' things . . " Evelin sighed, joining in the conversation again. "Cesar found out about it the hard way ." Dave brought them to some cozy, boarded up space. Thatcher and Ruth were there. The latter was patching up Thatcher's right arm, that seemed to have a huge slice across it, due to a scrape while falling. They smiled at them both, Thatcher a little less though.

"Adam ." "Officer Davis ."

They all sat down, Dave bringing something to eat to the newcomers. "We're planning on leaving this locked city , kids . Hopefully . What's important is that we get as many healthy people out as possible . Once someone is infected , it's pretty much done , unless you plan on cutting off one of your limbs , mh ?" Ruth explained. Her tone was kind, gentle. She wanted everyone to be well, taking her job with care.

"Any news , Murray ? Your friend-in-crime is missing . Weren't there 3 others ? The siblings and that fancy dressed gu.. gir-. . person ?" Thatcher asked, looking at Adam through a non so welcoming glare. "Jonah is infected , Mark is sick and at home hopefully , Sarah is also hopefully fine , Cesar. . . is pretty much gone ." They discussed, planning escape plans, planning to call for help, but no signal was given. Thatcher suddenly chimed in. " Wouldn't M.A.D. worsen, then? " . . . Everyone remained silent.

#the mandela catalogue #alternate universe #static au #staticdela #tmc #jesus this is long

[wonderlandleighleigh]

A follow-up to this

"That cannot possibly be him."

Ella takes a breath as she and Lane step into the little coffee shop near her apartment. It's actually really cool; it feels like stepping back into the 1930's. It's decor is deeply retro.

But Lane isn't paying much attention to the art deco style. Her eyes are trained on the boy sitting at the back of the shop with overgrown hair and a bushy beard.

"I did mention he burnt out really fast in California, right?" Ella offers.

"You did, but I didn't realize the burnout included looking like a mountain man," Lane hisses. She sighs. "He's really that bad?"

"He's not great," Ella responds. "Look, I know you guys left things on weird terms, but give him a chance. As a guitarist. And...maybe as a friend?"

Lane steels herself, standing a little taller and nodding. "Okay. Friend. Guitarist. Guitarist. Friend. That's a better order."

Ella nods as well and leads her back to the table, where Dave is nursing a large coffee. He looks up, and his eyes widen, bringing him quickly and clumsily to his feet.

"Lane."

"Dave," she responds, crossing her arms.

"Hi."

"Hi."

"Great start," Ella grins. "Lane, what's your coffee order?"

"Oh," she says, blinking. "I uh...I usually just have what Luke makes."

"Latte?" Ella offers. "They're really good here."

Lane thinks about that for a moment. About how angry her mother would be about her drinking all that caffeine and sugar.

"A latte sounds great. Vanilla?"

Ella smiles. "I'm on it." She turns to another table and waves for the young man sitting there, who has his head behind a book. He can only be Jess. "Come get coffee with me."

"I drank mine," he responds without setting the book down.

"Keep me company and maybe I'll give you a handjob later," Ella tells him.

The book lowers slowly. "It's not a terrible offer," he responds as he gets to his feet.

"I'm aware."

Lane watches them go before turning back to Dave. They both sit slowly.

"That's weird," she comments.

"So is everything these days," Dave mutters sullenly.

"So...I wish I'd known you were back on the east coast," Lane tells him.

"Why?" Dave asks. "I broke up with you."

"Well, yeah, but..." she shrugs. "I still cared. I would have tried to help."

He watches her for a long, quiet moment. "You really would have, wouldn't you?"

"Why wouldn't I?" Lane asks.

"Because I broke up with you," he repeats. "Over the phone. Like an ass."

"I dated Zach," she comments. "I now have a new, higher bar for assery."

Dave wrinkles his nose. "Zach?"

"Yep. Big mistake."

"I'm sorry," he offers. "That it didn't turn out how you hoped."

"Well, I've learned my lesson," Lane says. "About dating guitar players."

"Yeah, I...I guess you have," Dave nods sadly. "I'm really sorry I was one of those lessons."

Lane gives him a gentle smile. It's a nice apology, to be honest. More than she expected. "I appreciate that."

"So. Ella wants us both to be in her band," he says. "Do you uh...do you think we could do that? You know. Be exes and bandmates?"

"On one condition," she says.

Dave lifts an eyebrow.

"For the love of god, shave," Lane orders.

He laughs; really laughs. He's not sure when the last time he did that was. "You have a deal, Miss Kim."

She smiles. "Then, Mr. Rygalski. I guess we're bandmates."

"Oh, yay, you're smiling and laughing!" Ella cries as she rushes back over with Jess and everyone's coffees. "Does that mean we're a go?"

Lane nods. "We're a go."

#fic #au #Gilmore Girls #TMMM #Ella Bruce #Jess Mariano #Lane Kim #Dave Rygalski #The Schneiders of Stars Hollow

[fivelakesinwriting]

Scorched Earth {Eddie Munson}

Author's Notes: I've been writing for Stranger Things since it came out - mostly Steve or Hopper, but after seeing ST4 I wrote this! I think it's fun, could be a standalone, or could have more chapters! Please let me know what you think if you have a moment - messages, comments and feedback are appreciated! Thank you! xoxo

Warnings: Season 4 Spoilers! Swearing, Sexual references - sexual innuendos, references to drinking.

Requested? Nope!

*My work is not to be transferred, copied, translated or reposted to any other sites without my permission. And you do not have permission. Please see my masterlist for all other works and warnings. Thank you! xoxo

She was cool. Too cool for him. Which was probably why she ceased to give him the time of day. She was Cherry Cola, ice cold on a hot July day. The depths of the lake you know you can't reach, but try to any ways. So cold it takes your breath away. She was tennis skirts and roller blades, bright pink bubblegum, valedictorian for the year he should have graduated. But he doesn't like talking about that.

"If you stare any harder your eyes are gonna fall out of your head. " His friend, Dave, muttered as they stood against the wall of the roller rink.

"M'not staring." Eddie grumbled as he peeled at the label of the beer he had stolen from behind the bar when the bartender wasn't looking. It was one of the cheap ones, they wouldn't miss it.

"Maybe you should go talk to her, and she can reject you. Then you can move on with your life, like the rest of us. Girls like Vanessa Stanley should stay a high school crush."

Oh, but Vanessa Stanley was no regular high school crush. She was the crush. The girl he had kissed for the very first time in the woods as a curious9 year old boy, by those rocks that looked like a formation of skulls. She was the girl who, at 14, let him put his hands under her shirt to feel her bra. The first girl he ever touched under her skirt, the first girl he ever made cum, or that made him cum. Then they turned 16, and it was like they never new each other. All the times they had tossed their textbooks aside in favour for fooling around on the couch, simply forgotten.

Not for Eddie, though. He remembered it all, and he wanted it back. Vanessa Stanley was the only girl for him. And he wouldn't rest until he had her back in his bed, with his Hellfire Club t-shirt on while she bounced on his-

"Quit staring, freak." A voice snapped while a fistful of popcorn hit him in the face, pulling him from his trance.

Vanessa was flanked by her posse, Jenna and Bethany. The twins, who seemed to share one vicious, peroxide stained brain. If those two were around, you were hard-pressed to get near Vanessa.

Eddie pursed his lips, shook his head free of any remaining popcorn and watched the girls skate off with a menacing giggle. Vanessa tossing what looked like an apologetic look over her shoulder at him.

"Be right back." Eddie grumbled as he pushed himself off the wall and followed a safe distance behind the girls, waiting for Vanessa to go into the single person bathroom. He caught the door before it shut and closed it quickly behind him as he slid inside the stall.

"Stop following me, Eddie." Vanessa sighed as she pulled her hair back from her face, tying it up in that bright blue scrunchie he loved.

"Stop ignoring me. You won't return my calls." Eddie replied as he slowly began to drag his finger through the pained bricks of the bathroom wall.

"Because it was a lapse in judgement. It was a party, and things got out of hand." She breathed out as she reached for her lip-gloss in her pocket.

"Oh, lapse in judgement? Is that what we're calling you fucking you in my van last weekend? Or eating your pussy so good that you cried? Alright." Eddie smirked as he turned, leaning his back against the wall and stuffing his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

"It's not happening again." Vanessa snapped, glaring at his reflection in the mirror.

"Whatever you say, princess. Just thought you might want these back." Eddie grumbled as he walked up behind her and held her panties out for her to take. They had been carelessly tossed aside in his van the weekend before in favour of his hands taking their place. He didn't mind giving them back, he had a few more pairs hanging around. She always said, "never again". Then ended up in his lap in the back of his van a week or two later, palming his dick through his Levi's.

"Fuck, Eddie." She blushed as she snatched underwear back and stuffed them in the pocket of her shorts.

That's what he thought.

**I have stopped doing a tag list for the time being.Please let me know what you think if you have a moment! Thank you so much xoxo

Requests for Dylan O'Brien and Andrew Garfield are open. Requests for OBX are closed.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x oc #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson series #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fanfic

[crazyexdirkfriend]

hi! i know you write fics but im not sure if you read too many! i thought i might ask for recommendations or if you have anything recent you have read and liked because i trust your taste!

I do believe that to try to be better at writing a form/genre/style etc you have to read a lot of it-- so I have read an obnoxious amount of fanfiction haha. I should try reading more academic journals so I can do my work but that's nowhere near as fun.

Anyway I have a lot of recs. I treat my bookmarks as a rec list of my favourite pieces, and you can filter these by fandom. Some were bookmarked a while back, and some are probably deleted since, but it's a pretty good starting point.

A more concise list would be that the following are my top five dirk/jake fics:

a thousand years

Probably the third DirkJake fic I ever read, and just objectively the peak Big fic. Every DirkJake fan should have read this fic, it’s really the only fic I reread on a biyearly basis. If I remember correctly, predicted BGD before that was canon?? Insane. Love this.

A Litany (In Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out)

Running theme here: I love a journey to the centre of the mind style fic. 

ten fold wild

I think about the Dave and Jake conversation in this all the time. Dirk towards the end as well...oof.

i’m sick, you’re tired; let’s dance

I loved that to really get what was going on here you have to read it twice. I still think about how clever that was and tried to emulate that multiple ways to interpret the ending idea later in my fic calvariæ. So really, I credit this fic for my one even existing.

We're All Friends & Family Here (And Frankly, We're Sick Of Your Shit)

I really enjoyed this fic when it came out in 2018. I remember thinking at the time it was the first time I’d seen someone handle Jane and Roxy with critical thought in yonks.

Bonus Epilogues content round!!!!!!

Opacifia’s epilogues fics are some of the best in the business. Warning: they are all DEEPLY upsetting (to me anyway!) and I have needed 1 business day to recover from reading any of them, before never managing to regain the emotional capacity to read them again. But they're amazing and offer a great perspective on the epilogues.

I, ironically, find a lot of Epilogues content difficult to read but you'll find more in my bookmarks. I may have missed more recent ones or some Big Fics of late. I read far more dirk/jake fanfiction pre-2019 than I have done since-- but I am always open for new recs myself!

#dirkjake

[phantompoguefangirl]

WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER

CHAPTER THREE: HOME IS WHERE THE BAND IS

They don't know about the things we do

They don't know about the I-love-yous

But I bet you if they only knew (they don't know)

They would just be jealous of us

They don't know about the up-all-nights

They don't know I've waited all my life, Just to find a love that feels this right (they don't know)

Baby, they don't know about, they don't know about us.

They don't know how special you are.

They don't know what you've done to my heart. They can say anything they want

'Cause they don't know about us -They Don't Know About Us by One Direction

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The plane ride was only like a couple hours long and we spent the first part of it discussing logistics for my new setlist song and the rest of it watching Guardians of the Galaxy. We were still quoting it and giggling uncontrollably as we got off the plane and found our luggage. Michael carried mine for me and we made our way through the airport until we got to the secluded area where Luke, Ashton, and Calum were waiting for us with their security guard, Dave.

Ashton was the first to see us and his face lit up like the 4th of July causing his mouth to turn up into his big iconic smile. Ashton was my best guy friend and the band member I was closest to, besides Michael obviously. He was also the reason I got into 5 Seconds of Summer. I'd seen a cute photo of him and I wanted to know who he was so I googled him and found the band. I instantly loved the music and was in Ashton's lane at first, but then I discovered that an angel named Michael Clifford existed and my whole life changed.

Of course, Ashton still had a special place in my heart and when I met him, we'd instantly clicked in a purely platonic way. We were the same age, but because Ashton was older by a few months and because I was so much shorter than all of them, he liked to call me his little sister just to annoy me.

We both were very giggly and sarcastic and we had a lot of fun together. We also kind of ended up being the parents of the group a lot since we were the oldest and someone has to keep track of these dorks when they're together or chaos ensues. I mean, chaos usually ensues anyway, but Ash and I(mostly me) tried to keep them from getting into trouble. Easier said than done when you have the equivalent of four toddlers on crack in adult bodies running around with you. But I loved them for their crazy shenanigans because it was always hilarious and fun to be apart of.

"Mia!!" Ashton yelled, breaking me out of my thoughts as he ran toward me, sounding like he hadn't seen me in months.

"Dimples!" I yelped out the nickname I gave him excitedly as he carefully scooped me up into a hug and I hugged him back as tightly as I could. The boys already knew about my hand because we had called them to let them know what happened while we were waiting in the ER.

"No, stop, I don't want to be annoyed with you. I missed you too much!" he groaned, setting me down. He always pretended he didn't like that nickname but he really didn't mind.

"It's literally only been like a day and a half, Ash," I giggled.

"Yeah, but you guys left me alone with these two idiots so it felt like forever," Ashton said, pointing behind him at Luke and Calum with his thumb.

"Hey! We heard that," Luke said as he and Calum came up to us.

"Yeah, if anything, they should be apologizing for leaving us alone with you," Calum added, playfully shoving Ashton.

"Oh well my bad," I said sarcastically, still giggling.

"Wow, we're gone for ONE fucking day and you all become such whiny little shits," Michael said, laughing as he hugged the boys.

When the guys were done horsing around as they greeted each other, Luke and Calum happily hugged me too and then we started walking toward the exit. I still had a hard time keeping up with them, so Ashton gave me a piggy back ride. Michael was going to but he had all the luggage and Ashton beat him to it anyway.

"So what are you gonna do about tour, y'know with your hand being hurt and everything?" Luke asked, once we were all buckled in and Dave was driving us back to our house.

"Oh we actually need to talk to you about that. Michael offered to play guitar for me, if that's cool with you guys," I explained,"And I want to add a cover song to my set, too."

"Can you handle all that, Mikey?"Ashton asked, worried.

"Oh yeah. It's not that much more to play and like I told Mia, there will be a break between her set and ours so I can rest and refuel then," Michael answered excitedly.

"If you're sure you'll be fine, then I see no issue with that. As long as you take care of yourself," Ash said.

"I'm okay with it too. Just don't wear yourself out, mate," said Calum.

"Yeah same," Luke agreed.

"I won't wear myself out, I promise," Michael affirmed.

"I'll make sure he doesn't," I said,"Thank you guys, I really appreciate all of you."

"Of course. We'd do just about anything for you, Mia. You know that," Ashton assured me, "Speaking of which, I believe you had a second request?"

I nodded and explained my song idea to them. They were down for it too so I texted my band to meet us at our house. As soon as we got there, Michael and I went with them down to the studio to rehearse.

We did a quick run through of my set to work Michael in, and then we started learning Face Down. We were still working on the arrangement and I was just finishing singing the last part of the song when Luke came downstairs. I groaned in frustration as the song ended.

"Hey lunch is read-whoa what's wrong?" Luke said, walking further into the studio.

"Something doesn't feel right. We've pretty much got the song learned but something about the arrangement itself is just...off,"I explained.

"Yeah it feels like there's something missing maybe?" Michael added.

"Hmm, well do you guys want to play it again so I can hear it? Maybe I can help you figure it out," Luke offered, hesitantly.

We nodded, and Luke listened to the original song on the studio computer and then listened to us play it right after. He stopped us after the first chorus and we looked at over at him, confused.

"Michael, what if you sing with her? I think your voices blend well and I think if you harmonize, it might be a nice touch." Luke suggested.

"Oh, I didn't even think of that! That's great idea," Michael said, looking at his bandmate and then over at me.

"Ooh, yeah, let's try it!" I agreed, excitedly.

So we figured out what parts he would sing and Luke was right. Michael's voice and our harmonies were exactly what the song needed. I think the passion and emotion came out more that way because Michael was a big part of the story we were telling with this music and he could tell his side as well. Calum and Ashton joined us when Luke didn't come back and they thought it was awesome too, so that made me feel even better about it.

We practiced it a couple more times and then we went upstairs to eat. Calum had ordered sub sandwiches for everyone, including my band. They were here playing music with me enough that their food orders had been learned.

After we finished eating and my band left, Luke and Calum asked Michael to play Fifa. I played videogames, but I wasn't any good at Fifa and neither was Ashton so we just sat and watched. I ended up between Michael and Ashton on the bigger couch while Luke and Calum took the other one. We watched them play for a few hours, laughing at their playful arguments and insults.

After awhile I began to zone out a bit, staring at my cast and thinking about yesterday. Ashton must have noticed because he gently took my broken hand in his.

"Do you want to talk about what happened with your family? I mean we know the part about how you ended up in the ER but not the rest," he spoke after a moment.

"They were judgemental as hell, but at least my dad and Maggie shut up after Michael basically told them that he didn't give a shit what they thought of him. Grandma was the only one who didn't let up. I guess I shouldn't really surprised though," I told him as I glanced up and watched the boys fighting to score a goal.

"What did they say?" Ashton asked.

I fidgeted with a loose thread on Michael's jeans anxiously as the events of yesterday replayed in my head.

"They basically called me a ho and said I jumped from Jesse to Michael like it was nothing," I answered, trying to stay calm as the boys made various disgusted noises at the mention of Jesse's name,"Then Grandma saw my side tattoo and my belly ring while we were horsing around with my brothers and she said I ruined my body for Michael, who, according to her, just wants to get in my pants and will leave me for some other groupie."

"What?!" Ashton growled.

"Oh my god, what the fuck?" Luke exclaimed, pausing the game and looking at me incredulously.

"Why the hell would they say that to you?" Calum asked, also looking at me in shock.

"I don't know, honestly," I said sadly, shifting away from Ashton in order to snuggle closer to Michael, who set his controller down and wrapped his arms around me in response.

"I pretty much told her grandma to go fuck herself for that last bit, but I was polite about it because I was more worried about Mia's injury than anything else in that moment," Michael said, sounding like he was also trying to stay calm.

"Wow," Luke said, shaking his head and running his fingers through his hair.

"He told them off twice, actually, but Grandma didn't stop until she said the groupie thing and Michael really went off on her,"I said.

"I would have went off too. What the fuck is wrong with these people?" Ashton said, angrily.

"I about lost my shit over what they said about her and Jesse, though. I almost took her and left right then, but we got distracted by her dad asking about her music," Michael said.

"Did you tell them what happened with Jesse?" Ashton asked.

"Yeah but I was kinda vague about it because the details are still hard to talk about,"I sighed.

"That's fair," Ashton said.

"They got the picture, though," Michael said.

"Good," Ashton nodded.

"I'm sorry you had to deal with that," Calum told me.

"Both of you," Luke added, glancing between Michael and I.

"Thanks," We replied simultaneously.

Michael tilted my face upward to look at him,"Hey, I hope you know your family is wrong for acting like that and saying those things. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, besides this band of course, and I'm never going to leave you. I love you so fucking much, Mia. More than you know."

I leaned up and pressed my lips to his softly. "I know, Baby. I told you I don't care what they think of you. I just didn't want to hear them say it. And I love you too."

"For the record, we're not going anywhere either. We love you too, Mia," Luke added.

"Yeah, your family can kick rocks. They don't know anything about us. None of us would ever even dream of leaving or hurting you, especially not Michael. You mean the world to us," Ash agreed.

"To be honest, I don't think they really should count as family because family doesn't treat you like that. To me, we are your family because we love each other, take care of each other, support each other unconditionally and never judge each other. Except jokingly, of course," Calum spoke up.

"Awe, Calum," I said as I felt the tears welling up in my eyes.

"No, I'm serious. You're as much my sister as Mali-Koa is at this point," he said, getting up and extending his arms to me as Ashton and Luke nodded in agreement and moved closer too. "Remember what I always say? Home is where the band is. Well, you're part of us now so home is where you are too."

"You already know you're my little sister too," Ashton grinned through watery eyes.

The tears were free falling now as I got carefully smooshed into the arms of my four favorite boys. I could feel their warm tears on my clothes as we held each other.

We stayed like that for a bit before Ashton spoke up.

"Hey, how about we have a movie night? We can make a fort and sleep here in the living room tonight!" He suggested, knowing this was one of mine and Michael's favorite things to do.

"Hell yeah! I'll order pizza!" Michael agreed excitedly.

"Calum and I can go get snacks and drinks from the store!" Luke offered.

"You know I'm in!" I agreed, jumping up and running upstairs. I changed into one of Michael's tshirts and some pajama shorts. Michael followed me and changed into his own pjs as he ordered the pizza. He helped me bring our bedding downstairs once he got off the phone.

Luke and Cal got back before the pizza arrived and Ash emerged from his room also clad in sleepwear to help them bring in the snacks. They changed too and then someone threw in Mean Girls at some point, earning a groan from Michael.

"Shut the fuck up, you love Mean Girls," Luke said, gently smacking his arm.

"I was kidding, geez," Michael giggled, shoving him before reaching for me.

Before he could touch me, I squealed as I was swept into someone's arms and pulled onto one of the couches.

"What the hell, Ash?" Michael said, annoyed.

"I can't cuddle with my best friend?" Ash asked innocently.

"First of all, OUCH. I thought we were your best friends," Michael scoffed sarcastically, gesturing to himself, Luke and Cal, both voiced their agreement. "And second of all, what if I wanted to cuddle her?"

I knew I should probably interject but watching any of the boys banter was too funny to miss.

"Well first of all, you know what I meant so come off it, mate," Ashton replied, laughing as he pulled me a little bit closer, "And second of all, I just want Mia snuggles for a little while. You can have her back after that."

Michael was about to protest, but I nodded and smiled at him, "Babe, it'll be fine. I'll come cuddle with you after the pizza gets here and we eat."

Michael made a pouty face before overdramatically sighing and plopping down on the other couch. "Fine, I guess."

I could tell by his eyes that he wasn't really bothered, though. Him and Ashton often jokingly fought over me.

"I'll cuddle you, mate," Calum offered, reaching for Michael.

"CAL PAL!" Michael mock gasped, giggling and jumping on Calum as we all laughed hysterically.

Luke jumped on them and they wrestled around before getting distracted by the movie and laying there tangled up with each other while watching.

I couldn't find my phone so I grabbed Ashton's and took a few sneaky photos of them as it happened. I posted them on Ashton's social media accounts with the caption "Movie night cuddles or failed WWE Smackdown reenactment?" causing Ashton to crack up laughing as he read it.

The other three didn't seem to notice and I put the phone down as we all focused on the tv. I leaned back against Ashton, basking in his warmth as his arms tightened around me. He was so comfy to do this with, like a big adorable teddy bear. I sighed quietly as I laid there feeling very relaxed. That is, until the pizza came and everyone scrambled to get up and grab a slice.

Once we finished eating, we built the fort and situated everything.

"Babe, look!" Michael said, pointing proudly at the nest of pillows and blankets he had created for us.

"Ooohh yesss!" I said, coming over to him excitedly. I jumped into the pile and carefully rolled myself into the blankets like a burrito.

"Hey I wanna be a burrito with you!" Michael said, burrowing in beside me, pulling me into his arms and brushing his lips against mine. I giggled, stretching my arms and legs around him as I kissed him back happily.

"Ew, get a room!" Calum joked, pretending to gag.

Michael's lips didn't leave mine as he help up his hand and gave Calum the finger. I could practically hear Calum rolling his eyes amid Luke and Ashton's laughter.

I giggled into the kiss and we pulled apart after a minute. We shifted around so we could both watch the movie, Michael snuggling me closer and nuzzling his face into my neck as we did so.

The boys had each made their own bedding nests and were now curled up in their spots contently. We ended up eating snacks and quoting every film we watched late into the night until we all fell asleep.

#5sos #michael clifford #5 seconds of summer #michael 5sos #michael clifford fanfic #michael clifford x reader #michael clifford hq #5sos fanfic

[vole-mon-amour]

6x18.

There is so much to unpack in here. First of all, imagine having a picture of your delighted boss as his contact pic on your phone. We all know they're friends, but Aaron is still their boss, the leader of the team. Unironically having such a picture on your phone & always being happy to see him speaks volumes. Having such close relationships at work is goals.

Second of all, the entire team recognizing that they are Emily's family. All of them (and David gesturing at himself at "She run to protect us", accepting his role in Emily's life without a blink of an eye. Yes, he's been working with Emily for years, but he joined the team after she was already there, and he still adopted her as a part of his own). However, Spencer (that barely has any close relationships (aside from Derek) and has troubles talking openly about his feelings) recognizing it makes it so much more special. Him straight up going, "This doesn't make any sense. We're her family. We can help." All of that after he opened up to her about his headaches. That kid really does trust her & recognizes her as a part of his people.

Third of all, they keep teaching me that if something wasn't said out loud, it doesn't mean it passed unnoticed. The way Rossi verbally explains about Emily's distancing, her secrets, just not being her usual self reminds me, once again, how good of a profiler he (and the team) is. That's why he went, "You know, you haven't been on vacation for a while. Think about it." He didn't want to invade her personal space and problems (because, if she was ready to talk about it, she would), but he did want to help. Most of the team going silent with her because that's how it works. Hotch asking her only once, "Are you okay?" after she was late for, like, third time in a week & leaving her alone after she dismissed him. It's how he treated Spencer after Hankel, too. It's how he recognizes his team's problems, but mostly chooses to stay out of their way because he believes in them and their ability to talk if they ever need to. That also makes me think of that time when Strauss wanted to fire Aaron, and Aaron went with a full speech on how actually good he understands every single one of them and how hard this job is, and how they all cope in a different manner.

It's only Derek that couldn't keep quiet during that month (and Spencer, at the very end) because he is that kind of person. Because if no one is going to try to do something about that, he will.

This plot-line with Emily & how her team reacts to her behavior is everything.

I usually don't mind spoilers, but I absolutely can agree that going in blindly has its perks with this show (and I don't want to know anything past where I am now). The way I cheered and sobbed like a fool after seeing her coming back. Aaron's little smile. Spencer starting smiling, too. Talking ahead, I couldn't believe she was talking, moving, and actually working with the team. I missed her so much. Seaver's lack of expression is understandable, but she couldn't replace neither JJ and/or Emily even if she wanted to. She can't possibly understand how much they mean to the team (and, frankly, the show and the fans). I am so excited and can't wait for the end of s6 when they both come back. <3

The way Derek was throwing a tantrum & David didn't take the bait even once. He was just a tired experienced old man that was so Done with this kid. I appreciate that about him. I appreciate him accepting people for who they are (and I'm mostly talking about Emily, 'cause he recognized that if she did something, it was for a reason, and a valuable one at that) & working with that.

I can't shut up about Aaron listening to Dave's opinions closely & you can't make me. The partnership is so strong with these two.

The humor in this show. <3

Once again, Derek throwing tantrums (tbh, i'd say he's being kind of a jerk here. Is she your friend or a stranger? It's understandable but I think she deserves a better credit.) David being "Emily is doing the best she can to stay alive, good for her!" And, most importantly, Aaron backing him up on that. "As illegal as it it, Doyle is ruthless & she should act like him."

The tears in Aaron's eyes & him being genuinely so worried for Emily. Characters that don't show any emotions but then something happens to their loved ones & they do >>>>>

These two exchanging pleasantries, too. "Emily said you were the best. I'm unimpressed. <…> If I'm the sociopath, I can't feel any empathy, correct?" — "You're not the sociopath. Doyle is. I though you were a better profiler." & him, finally, being impressed. Aaron rightfully earned his place in BAU and his role as a leader of the team.

The crossover I didn't expect to see, but I'm glad I got it.

#cm #natiswatching #derek morgan #emily prentiss #david rossi #spencer reid #aaron hotchner #meta #hossi #penelope garcia

[pedritapascal]

A good Agent, or a Good Fucker... to me

Chapter Four - Facing the Truth

Pedro Pascal's character - Dave York - [DY] The Protector 2 / Equalizer 2

Dave York x Female Reader

Word Count: 5.9K

WARNINGS: {+18} Sex Language; SA; Fingers; Tongue; Nudity; Explicit Details; Oral Sex

A good Agent, or a Good Fucker... to me

I was already sitting on the floor, it was night, and I hadn't even moved properly, thinking and wondering how I could have allowed all this to happen, how I let myself get carried away, I'd always been so centered, so straightforward, it's true that since college my friends had said that I needed to let go and live a little…but sleeping with a murderer? I'd put my hands to my head, a lump would come up in my throat and all I could think of was Maggs' voice saying:

"He killed an agent, and it was his partner…"

My stomach churned every time I remembered…

My phone had been ringing non-stop, countless calls and messages from Dave wanting to know where I was:

"Hey princess, it's almost time, where are you?"

"Only 10 minutes left, where are you?"

"I heard you were sick, do you need me?"

"I'll do the interrogation myself, but I really wanted you here with me."

"Hey princess, answer me, I'm getting worried…"

"But you're not even going to answer me? Is it that serious?"

"The interrogation is about to begin"

"We're finished, where are you?"

"I need to tell you everything about the interrogation, answer me"

"Since you won't answer me, I'm on my way…"

What do you mean by coming here? At least I knew that at that time Mrs. Smiths was in the back garden and wouldn't open the gate for him, so he would keep ringing the intercom. I don't want to see him ever again, EVER.

Not twenty minutes later, someone knocked on my door, IT'S NOT POSSIBLE… I looked through the peephole and saw that it was Mrs. Smiths, I took a deep, relieved breath and opened the door smiling, but as I finished opening it, the smile left my face.

"Miss, you need to give your boyfriend the key, every day he gets stuck down there…"

"Ah, Mrs. Smiths, thank you so much, what would my life be without your favors?" I smiled falsely as she walked back to her apartment.

Dave approached me quickly and gave me a kiss that I didn't return

"Hey princess, what's up, are you okay?"

"Dave, I want you to get out of here now" - I couldn't look him in the eye - "I want you to never touch me again, or say my name… I just want you to go…"

"What? Why…"

"Are you still going to ask me?"

"They told you, didn't they?"

I just shook my head yes

"No no, I'm not going to, you have to listen to me too" - Dave approached me, putting his hand on my waist.

"I don't have to Dave, I don't owe you anything, we're nothing" - pushing his hand away from me - "JUST GET OUT OF HERE, JUST GO" - I raised my voice, pointing to the exit.

"No, you don't" - Dave took a step forward towards me and my reflex was to draw my gun in his direction - "You… Would you shoot me?" - he said surprised

"I don't know, if your old partner had had the chance to draw her gun, would she be alive now?"

"THAT'S NOT HOW IT HAPPENED" - Dave shouted and I freaked out and cocked my gun, part of me knew that he would never do anything to me, but my vast experience and my reason told me otherwise.

Dave moved away when he heard me cock the gun…

"You know what? OK" - Dave said walking away with his hands up to show that he wasn't a threat - "Do like most people do, don't listen to me, don't listen to my side"

"Which side Dave? The one about selling yourself or killing a coworker? What did you do? Seduce her, have sex with her and then kill her?"

"ARE YOU CRAZY?" - Dave straightened his nose and put his hands on his waist, taking a deep breath - "You have every right to hate me, but you calling me a murderer while you have a gun pointed at me is a bit hypocritical, don't you think?"

"Self-defense" - I replied harshly

"Princess, please…"

"Dave, go away"

Dave took a deep breath, turned around and left… I unholstered my gun and locked my door, I looked out the window behind the curtain to make sure he was leaving, he stayed in the car for a few minutes, until he drove off.

I got on the phone and made an appointment to meet the lieutenant at eight in the morning.

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At eight o'clock sharp I was already at the door of Lieutenant Jones' office

"What brings you here today, Officer? Any news on the case?"

"Lieutenant, I need another case, and another partner, if you could please send me to some case in Europe."

"Agent… you're in the middle of an investigation, I can't just release you from a case without a concrete reason and…"

"You know very well why…"

"Agent, what happened is in the past, I put you with him because you're smart and quick and he needs to solve this case."

"And I have to help him get well?"

"That's not what I said, I said…"

"Lieutenant, you served with my father, how can you put his little girl in this risky situation? What if I call him?"

I HATED having to use my father's name and influence, but this time I had no choice… Lieutenant Jones took a deep breath

"Agent York poses no risk to anyone, but if you're bothered by this situation, and because of the friendship I have with your father, I'll put you on a case in Holland, OK? But I can only resolve everything in four days, you can't just go, I have to make a few phone calls…"

"Okay, I'll come back to the agency in four days to finish sorting it out"

"No ma'am, Agent, this isn't a vacation ranch, you'll have to work all four days… It's either that or I can't do anything for you…"

I took a deep breath…

"Fine" - I got up, huffing

On the way to my office I bumped into Maggs

"Hey Rookie, you okay?"

"Yes, yes, it was just the scare from yesterday's information."

"Did the lieutenant fight with you a lot?"

"Why would he fight?"

"Because you missed the interrogation…"

"Oh yes, gee, I'm going to have to work overtime without getting paid for it, gee - I'm already walking away towards my office."

Every step I took, my heart squeezed. When I got to the office, he wasn't there, I breathed a sigh of relief… There was no coffee on my desk… I picked up some folders from Dave's desk and sat down to read, I was halfway through when the door opened and he looked at me quickly.

"Good morning Rookie"

I didn't answer

"I can understand you not wanting to listen to me, or look at me, or talk to me, but I take it you're a professional? Right? So can we talk about the case?"

"I'm already reading it, but you can tell me and I'll listen to you." - Face in the documents.

"So" - Dave took a deep breath - "Arjona handed over two women who do the kidnapping for them in Ohio - Adalia Garcia and Sofia Lopez" - Lifting up towards the board and pinning their photos to it.

"Simple tactics, sometimes they invite these women to work as models, arrange photo shoots and then these women are no longer seen, or the basics of the basics, they approach the woman asking for help, pretending to be ill and asking for help to get to their car, once near the car, the women are no longer seen."

"Women kidnapping women, of course, our instinct tells us that we can trust women, especially in a help situation, but it's very simple, don't you think? I mean, for a big organization selling women?"

"Yes, the tactic is simple, but what happens afterwards is huge" - Dave approached me, picking up one of the folders - "In these areas here in Ohio, that's where they have a house and inside is where all the magic happens, specialized people change the haircuts and colors of these women, change their look, so that they are not recognized as missing persons, they are photographed and filmed to generate sales content."

"And you've already had this area investigated to find out…"

"It's already in Matt's hands…" - he smiled

"Damn, that was good" - I allowed myself to smile, because the case had really moved on - "And when they find the exact place, we'll go to Ohio, right?"

"Yes, I'm already in contact with the agents there, the police, everything, if everything goes well we'll get on the flight tomorrow" - Dave said, returning to his desk.

I honestly didn't want to go with him, but I wanted to go on the mission…

"What about Seattle?"

"Nothing" - Dave huffed, putting his arms back and his hands on the back of his neck, I felt guilty, maybe if I'd been there doing my job and taking part in the interrogation, we'd have gotten more out of it - "But it wasn't your fault, Rookie, he just didn't want to talk about Seattle"

I hated it when he guessed what I was thinking… I'd always known that Dave was cunning, intelligent and voracious, what scared me was knowing that, on top of all that, he was also mortal… was he?

I continued reading the transcribed interrogation while I felt Dave staring at me from his desk, part of me wanted to hear his side of the story, and part of me wanted to run away, another part wanted to… anyway…

I waited for Dave to leave the room around the time I was due to leave so that I could leave without having to say goodbye or say anything. Later that day, I received a message from Dave saying:

"We met, I'll see you tomorrow at the airport at 7 a.m."

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It was already the evening of the following day, and the operation had been a success, fourteen people arrested including Adalia and Sofia, and nine women rescued who were being held captive in that house, we left the police station in the direction of the hotel, as the CIA didn't care about the personal relationships between its agents, they only made a car available, and that was it, all day in the car with him, and now the night too.

Dave always drove quietly, concentrated, and this time the reason wasn't attention to the steering wheel or the road, he was really bothered, he was breathing hard, the only word he'd said so far was I'm sorry when he accidentally bumped into my thigh while changing gear…

"Rookie, would you mind stopping by one place before we go to the hotel?"

"What place?"

"There's a drive-thru with a milk shake that I love, and whenever I come to Lima, Ohio, I like to have one… if you don't…"

"No no, I don't mind, go ahead"

That feeling, that tension from the first few weeks was back, I took a deep breath, just two more days, two more days and I'd be out of the country.

Dave ordered for both of us, and even though I wasn't very hungry, he insisted that I try the Milk Shake…

"Wow, my God, that's delicious" - I replied, wide-eyed; it really was very, very good.

"I told you, the best Milk Shake in the country, but don't drink it like that, it's no fun with a straw" - Dave took the lid off my Milk Shake - "drink it with a sip, the straw won't let the flavor pass over your tongue"

Drinking it in sips was much better, we stood there in silence in the empty parking lot… I took the time to look at him, and Maggs' voice came back into my head…

"Dave, come on" - I said, settling down on the bench and finishing my milk shake.

"Calm down, Rookie, you've got one" - Dave ran his thumb over my upper lip to wipe away the excess milk shake that had been left behind, and after almost two days without his touch, my body reacted with desire. Dave took a deep breath and his hand reached for my face and I felt his fingers caress my cheek

"Princess" - he whispered

I let my face lie a little in his hand and Dave tucked my hair behind my ear.

"I told you once that I've made a lot of mistakes in my life, in my work, but that you weren't a mistake" Part of me wanted to be there with him, to forget all this and just ask him to have me right there in that car. But my reason was screaming inside me, begging us to get out of there…

"Dave, no, I can't, I can't, let's go"

He held me by the chin and turned my face towards him, since I'd heard everything, this was the first time I'd looked him in the eye again. And this time I saw them as distant and sad as in the first few weeks when I met him.

Dave moved closer to me and put his forehead on mine, brushing his nose against mine, I took a deep breath and pulled him towards me, putting my mouth on his, I held him by the back of the neck while I slipped my tongue into his mouth, Dave held me by the face and let the kiss go very slowly, without rushing, his mouth soft, warm and just touching me made me shiver, Dave ran his tongue over my lips and breathed heavily while he left me with kisses.

I shouldn't have, but I wanted him, I wanted Dave, my head said no, but my body reacted the opposite around him.

I followed him with my body towards his place in the driver's seat, Dave held me by the legs and placed me on his lap without taking his mouth off mine. His hands went to my ass, squeezing each band and pressing my hips into his, I felt his cock growing there as my panties got wetter and wetter, I lowered my mouth to his neck and he moaned softly as he followed the rhythm of my hips rubbing against his. I moaned into his neck when I felt one of his hands on my left breast, squeezing slowly. Our mouths clamped together, our breathing labored and our hips in friction, I could feel his bulge right on top of my clit, making me moan every time he rubbed me harder.

My phone rang on the passenger seat.

Dave and I laughed for a moment at the irony… it was the Lieutenant, I had to answer it.

I got off Dave's lap…

'Ready'

"Officer, how was the mission?"

"All right, everything went well…

"Okay, on that subject, in two days you'll be released, tomorrow I just need you to sign some papers and organize your passport…"

"Yes sir"

I put my phone to my lips, looking straight ahead.

"Dave, I have to go…"

"Princess?"

"I just want to go and I need to go" - looking straight ahead, because that call brought me back to reality…

"You're the most complicated and annoying human being I've ever met, you know that?" - Dave said, starting the car and getting out - "You confuse me… and piss me off"

On the way I felt Dave looking at me sometimes and I preferred to keep quiet, I just wanted to get away from him, so I wouldn't give in to him.

At the hotel I rushed to my room, took my shower and went to sort out the case documents for the next day, we couldn't take the accused away from there, so everything would have to be sorted out tomorrow.

I realized that there were some documents there that I had already seen but needed again, they were with him, I was already in my pajamas by this time, but I decided to go anyway, the door was next door, no one would see me in my old Guns shirt and my pink polka-dot shorts and my fluffy slippers…

I quickly left the room and knocked on Dave's door, he opened it and was startled to see that it was me, he looked so different, in his sleep shorts, T-shirt and bare feet, his hair damp as if he'd just got out of the shower.

"Prin… Rookie… do you need anything?"

"I need Dave, the documents from evidence folder 582C"

"Sure, sure, I took it because I needed to read up on some items, but come in, I'll get it."

I stood inside with the door still slightly open, while he went to the table that was full of papers to look for what I had asked for, Dave handed me a piece of paper and asked me to check that it was the one, while I checked, Dave picked up his phone that had been ringing for a message…

Dave turned around

"What do you mean you're going to Holland?"

"What?"

"You heard me, what do you mean you're going to Holland?"

"I asked for a transfer to another case Dave, I…"

"You're what? You're going to run away, abandon… the case?"

"I can't be around you anymore after…"

Dave slapped the pile of papers on the table, knocking most of them to the floor. He put his hand to his mouth and scratched his nose

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because it's none of your business, Dave, that's why…"

Dave approached me, at a normal distance…

"You know what, go on, maybe by sitting with your next partner you'll forget everything that's happened here."

I slapped him across the face, my only reaction.

Dave turned his face away and wiped at the slap…

"The most interesting thing about all this is that you haven't even been here an hour, and you haven't gotten the right lady vibe, sitting on my lap in the car… You know what I think" - Dave came closer to me

"Dave, don't you dare, do you think you know me? You're not even close to knowing who I am and…"

"I don't know you? I may not know everything about you, yet… but I know that you tremble every time I come near you, and it's not fear, I know that you're angrier at yourself than at me for the things I've done, and not for the actions, but for the simple fact that you can't get out of it, and I also know that the fact that you found out what I did has given you another view of me, and that view now makes you angry, makes you suspicious, but it turns you on a lot, because you've always wanted to take risks" - Dave just slammed the door behind me.

"That doesn't make you know me Dave, it just makes you a mediocre detective." - Taking steps back

I felt my back against the closed door and Dave's hand on the door, over my shoulder, staring at me.

"I'm not afraid of you Dave…"

"There's only one thing you feel for me, and that's what I want" - putting his other hand on my waist…

"Disgust?"

"Horny" - Dave whispered in my ear and I shivered

I was still leaning against the door with my arms crossed when I felt Dave's hand on my waist squeeze me, and he lowered his head towards my neck, running his tongue slowly from bottom to top. I held my breath.

"If you want princess, I'll stop now…"

"I fucking hate you so much Dave York"

I pulled his waist to me as I kissed his mouth, I'd never been as thirsty for him as I was at that moment, Dave was pressing me against the door so hard that I was breathless at times.

I took off his shirt and ran my nails over his chest, he moaned and bit his lower lip, so I kissed his neck, down past his nipples where I let my tongue play a little, down to his belly button and nibbled on his cock, which was already hard through his clothes, and back up to his mouth.

Dave picked me up on his lap, facing him, and moved towards the bed. He lay down with me, on top of me, while one of his hands searched for my skin under my shirt, our mouths pressed together and gasping into each other.

Dave stopped for a moment and stared at me, running his fingers down the side of my face…

"What's wrong?" - I asked softly.

"You… you're so beautiful" - he kissed one of my cheeks - "so smart" - he kissed the other. "You drive me crazy. He kissed my mouth."

My hands caressed his back, while we kissed again calmly, Dave took off my blouse and moved his mouth down to my breasts, nibbled on the nipple and ran his tongue down the side of my belly and stopped at the waistband of my shorts.

Dave lowered his face to my still-covered pussy and breathed heavily there, I felt his fingers in the waistband of my clothes and Dave took them off slowly, he smoothed my thighs, kissed them calmly.

One of his fingers lightly brushed my entrance and my body responded by arching my back, I moaned softly at his touch.

Dave slowly slipped a finger in and back out, slipped another finger in and I moaned louder. He used his thumb to reach my clit, making small circles on it as he slipped two fingers in and out of my pussy.

Dave was kneeling outside the bed, I looked at him for a moment and he was watching me as I pleasured myself… I moaned his name, DAVE.

He smiled in a proud way, bent over me as he kissed the underside of my thighs, circling and slipping his fingers in faster.

"Come for me princess"

He asked as he fucked me with his fingers, my legs were already shaking until his thumb touched my right spot and I felt my orgasm coming, I clenched the bed sheets and moaned, as I came Dave took his fingers out and stuck his tongue in my pussy, from bottom to top twice and on the third time he stopped at the clit and sucked it, I moved my body up almost sitting down and holding his head in that position… I was shaking, sweating and moaning with Dave York between my legs.

"FUCK…"

I fell backwards onto the bed, gasping for breath… Dave continued with his tongue in me, passing it slowly, from bottom to top, from top to bottom, making circles… I couldn't ask him to stop, in fact I didn't want him to stop, but I didn't have the strength at that moment.

Dave put my feet up on the bed while I sucked on the orgasm he had just given me, his tongue was still circling my clit and I felt one of his fingers sliding into my entrance again, I felt Dave stick his thumb in me while his tongue played around, he was moving his thumb in and out and I held him by the hair with one hand, keeping him in the position he was in and moaning while with the other I squeezed my breast, I had never felt so much pleasure like this, in fact, no one had ever given me so much pleasure like this.

Dave's thumb went down to my pussy, and pressed at the entrance to my anus, I tensed in reaction, Dave ran his tongue down there, and back to my clit, he ran his hands around my thighs, pulling me closer to him, as he stuck his head further in and pressed his face into my pussy, one of his hands left my thigh and squeezed my breast slowly, I felt another wave invading me, I crossed my legs behind Dave's back and held him to me.

I moaned loudly as he drank from me, trembling and still gasping for breath… Dave climbed on top of me, leaving kisses all over my torso, I was so sensitive that I shivered with every touch of his lips.

He reached for my mouth, holding me by the back of the neck, just lifting my head a little so he could kiss me, his body over mine, one arm resting on the bed and the other holding the back of my neck.

I lifted my body towards him, making him change position. We were both on our knees on the bed, Dave put his arm around me, pulling me to him, I held him by the face, caressed him with my fingertips…

I ran my hands down his back, tracing him, until I reached his ass, pressed him against my body, then slipped my hands into the waistband of the shorts he was wearing and started to pull them down, he wasn't wearing any underwear, so I didn't have much trouble, Dave helped me by finishing taking the shorts off himself…

When he pressed his body into mine again, I felt his cock pressing against my belly. I held it carefully and Dave gasped at my touch.

Dave sat down on the bed and pulled me on top of him. I positioned myself on his lap, facing him, still masturbating him.

I raised my hips a little, just until he reached a height where I could sit on that cock. I should have been used to Dave's thickness by now, but no, it always hurt a little when I started to penetrate, but it was a good pain, and I went down slowly until I got used to it again.

I stopped when I felt it all go in and Dave threw his head back, moaning. I started to ride Dave slowly, as I went back and forth, rubbing my clit against him, his moans became more intense, he held both sides of my ass making me go back and forth with more intensity. He put his mouth on my left breast and sucked it eagerly. He moved his hands up to my back where his arms went around me, our bodies stuck together, almost occupying the same space, as if we were one. He moved one hand down to my ass, where he held and pushed his cock in even further, and from there he stretched his arm further, reaching my clit from behind me. The sensation of him fucking me like that and masturbating me at the same time…

"FUCK"

I moaned loudly, already feeling my third orgasm coming on, Dave pushed with his fingertips and I just exploded, in another wave of hard-on right there on his lap, he silenced my moans with a kiss, and made me moan into his mouth… My body was already getting exhausted, I could feel my muscles trembling, Dave lay down while I was still sitting there, rubbing myself against him and finishing feeling my orgasm, he held me by the waist continuing the movement, I squeezed my breasts… and even though I didn't have the strength I couldn't stop riding him, the look on his face as he watched me cum was getting me more and more heated…. "You drive me crazy princess" - he gasped - "hot"

I threw my body back a little, resting my hands on his legs, and then I threw myself forward, letting my body fall on top of his, resting my hands on the pillow under his head…

"Holy shit, Dave" - I said, panting and swallowing…

Dave turned with me, putting my arms behind my back and pinning me down with just one hand. I thought about protesting, but no, I ended up enjoying the idea. I rested my head on the bed, my face to one side, I felt Dave opening me up with his fingers, then I felt his cock rubbing against me and entering me, without any difficulty. With his remaining hand, Dave guided my hips towards him, holding me by the waist, making me bend my ass more towards him.

He squeezed my ass so hard that the next day I would have the marks of his fingertips.

Dave started thrusting in and out of me, his hand now pushing my back towards the bed and making me lean even further towards him. He groaned loudly, increasing the speed, his hand squeezing me tightly, as if he was afraid I would escape… I should have, but I wouldn't…

Dave groaned as his hips slammed into my ass. He pulled me by the hips as he fucked me hard.

I felt that Dave was going to come when he went out of rhythm, he thrust in two more times very hard, and moaned in a loud growl, while his hand held me by the back of the neck, pushing me down on the bed, he pumped a few more times until he fell with his head on my back, and let go of my arms… I could hear his panting, I felt his lips kissing my back…

Dave pulled out of me and sat on the bed, resting his back on the headboard. I just turned over on my stomach, staring at the ceiling and trying to breathe…

"Hey, come here princess" - Dave called me closer…

I didn't move, I just stood there, staring at the ceiling…

"Dave? Why did you do that?"

Dave took a deep breath…

"I'm not a bad guy, princess, that's the first thing you need to know about me…"

"I already know who you are, at least I think I do, honestly I know you wouldn't hurt me, but sometimes I doubt it…."

"I would never, ever, never hurt you…"

"Then start by telling me the truth…"

"Well" - Dave took a deep breath, let it out - "things were strange at the agency, Carol had already been unemployed for 6 months and our savings were running out, we even had to touch the girls' college money to pay the bills and not mortgage the house… the fights with Carol became constant, she demanded that I take care of everything because that's my role as a man, I was a husband and I had to take care of everything, and she wasn't wrong…"

"Yes, she was, we don't live in the 50s any more Dave, the rent is shared…"

"Yeah, but she doesn't think like that, and neither did I at the time… and one day I was in the bar, that bar, and an agent who'd been transferred from LA sat down to chat, to mingle and saw me worried, I'm not one to talk about my personal life, I'm really not, but I was already a bit drunk… and I ended up telling him about the financial situation… He said he was going to present me with a proposal and I agreed to see him the next day, I thought he was going to talk about pyramid schemes, investments… I went with him the next day and he introduced me to some people, and the job was simple, to find people who didn't want to be found."

"So you hunted down their enemies and competitors?"

"That's right, I just gave them the location, I didn't do anything, at first I didn't go for it, but the money was really good, like really good, I was earning half my year's salary in one job…"

"But he started asking for more, didn't he?"

"Yes… he started to be investigated for other crimes, and I had to hand over the agents who were investigating, if he was arrested, I would also be involved, because they would find out everything, and I was already up to my neck in it…"

"And your partner?"

"So" - Dave put his hands to his face, took a deep breath - "oh my god… after the other team was killed, they put me on the case with my partner, and all I did was divert evidence, disappear documents, try to cover up, I'd already said I wanted to leave, I didn't want to anymore, and I was in charge of this last job, I'd get rid of him, he'd leave the country, and disappear and that was the end of it, except my partner was very clever and started to investigate further… that's when…"

"He told you to get rid of her…"

"That, and I denied it, I said I wouldn't do it, but one day I came home from work, and he was there, inside my house, with Carol, and my daughters, waiting for me, I wouldn't mind if he did something to me, but to my daughters? I wouldn't be able to live any longer…"

"But he threatened you, did he threaten them?"

"He didn't have to, he just asked if the house was insured and said that accidents happen… and I understood what I had to do…"

Dave lowered his head and I stood there, static… in silence for a few minutes

"Aren't you going to tell me anything?" - Dave asked me

"I'm just… digesting…"

"Do you hate me?"

"Not for those reasons, just because you're an asshole… And then, how did you get out of it?"

"Lieutenant Jones, after my partner's death, I decided to come clean with him, I told him everything, I told him about the other agents who were involved, and he offered me help if I'd rat them all out and help arrest the mercenaries…I spent almost a year in prison, the only one who knew was Carol, the girls thought I was on a very long mission…I gave all the statements, places, told him how they acted, I handed them all over…"

"And when you were arrested, they accepted you back into the CIA? Just like that?"

"No, it's been five years, I spent two and a half years sorting it out and then clearing my name, I came back to the agency 18 months ago, the trafficking case is the first big case that the Lieutenant has entrusted me with again…"

I understood why Lieutenant Jones had put me with him… but frankly it wasn't my job…

I sat down on the bed, took a deep breath…

"It's a lot to take in Dave, I need some time… to think… and"

"Hey calm down" - Dave approached me, ran his hand over my face and tucked my hair behind my ear - "you don't need to go to Europe to think."

"Dave, I've made up my mind to go, I just have to think about whether I'm going to believe and trust you again, that's all" - with my head down…

"Princess, look at me" - Dave lifted my face, my eyes met his - "I want you here, with me, I need you here, with me…"

I got out of his arms, looked for my clothes, put my hands on my forehead and took a deep breath…

"Every day I walk into that building, and I see people talking about me, turning their faces away from me, distrusting me… in 18 months this has never bothered me, do you know what really hurt me?" - He said, looking down at the floor

"What Dave?" - putting on my blouse…

"The way you looked at me when I arrived at your house that day…"

I put my hair back and took a deep breath as I sat on the bed… I didn't know what to do, for the first time I didn't know what decision to make.

Dave approached me, hugged me from behind and put his chin on my shoulder…

"You've decided to go to Holland, go, I just want to tell you that you're the best thing that's happened to me in years… I can be an asshole, as you say, I know I am sometimes, but you know, you feel that I'm not a bad person" - Dave ran his hand over my stomach, and I held it…

I clasped his fingers in mine and turned to look at him, closed my eyes and gave him a long kiss…

"That was goodbye, wasn't it, princess?"

I didn't answer, I didn't know what decision to make yet, what now? What was I going to do?

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Chapter Five - Decisions, decisions…

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