#Alex O'loughlin direct

[olderthannetfic]

Hi, random but i don't have any such place to ask, there are things that are very plainly bad and then there are things that are in between, and i totally think in fiction it doesn't matter, but i am curious about a view in regards to feederism and weight gain or anorexia in real life, its not like bdsm or piss play, its ed and phsyical health.

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Welllll...

Yes, intentional, drastic weight changes tend to be unhealthy in either direction if they're sudden.

However, I really wonder how common major weight gain through feederism actually is. Surely legit eating disorders like anorexia and bullshit diet culture garbage are vastly more common? I find it suspicious if we waste a lot of time worrying about the very rare people who do unwise diet things for horny reasons instead of the shittons of people who do unwise diet things because culture is garbage and tells them to.

Anorexia is also, by definition, a disorder. If we're calling a pattern of not eating anorexia, we're asserting that something is very wrong and needs fixing. We wouldn't apply this term to temporary religious fasting or something. Of course I think actual eating disorders suck. They're very hard on the people suffering from them, and they're generally not something a person does on purpose. They're often about control or guilt or emotional shit as much as about a desire to have a certain body.

Like other mental illness, I think we should try to get rid of them or treat the symptoms without blaming the sufferers for having them.

We should not conflate medically unwise horny bullshit with eating disorders. They're very much not the same thing.

My sense is that feederism that actually involves major physical changes is uncommon outside of sensationalist thrillers starring Alex O'Loughlin. If a few people are making stupid choices to get their rocks off, I may disapprove, but I just don't think it's our business or worth our time to hand-wring over. There's so much more mainstream diet culture shit that causes vastly more people to harm their bodies and feel like garbage, and we should tackle that before we worry about a few weird pervs who walked into their bad choices with their eyes open.

It kind of seems like you're creating problems out of thin air, anon. And also like you're grouping things that have nothing to do with each other.

[comfortfromyourpain]

Hawaii Five-0 S8 EP18 Directing With Alex O'Loughlin segment.

[unicornery]

I trained my DVR to record everything with Rob Huebel in it, and it caught me and episode of Hawaii Five-0 that also has Samm “The Ma’am” Levine aka Li’l Wolverine!

[one twitter search later] I feel bad to have missed it back in 2017

[a second twitter search later] Rob was either not required or didn’t feel like promoting the show, but he did make this video.

Flew to Hawaii to make this video. I'm no hero. pic.twitter.com/MpBHWtnstI

[h50europe]

#Repost @kjonesdop IG

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First ep of 2019. Teaching my Director about focal lengths. “Show me a 21mm Al” 😂😂 Love working with this Mad Man !!

[cowandcalf]

9.17 - E‘ao lu‘au a kualima

[stellagioia]

Random 8x12 thought: They're leaving too many storylines open. At least one of them has to come back and bite Steve in the ass since he's the only one who doesn't have an arc this season.

[ikleesfiction]

Miss Americana

Fandom : Crossover Hawaii Five-0 x Chicago PD TV Word count : 5,610 words Pairing : Steve McGarrett x Danny Williams; Jay Halstead x reader

Summary :  You met Williams-McGarrett family in Los Angeles and they introduced you to Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. Your boyfriend, Jay Halstead, doesn't know anything about this. Yet.

Author's note :

This is the fourth one shot of "Will you follow through if I fall for you" fic continuation. It would be better if you read it first. But if you don't, here's the quick summary.

This happened after I listened to a few podcasts (1  🞂  2  🞂 3) of Scott Caan and Alex O'Loughlin, passionately talking about Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. 

This fic does not comply to the canon of Hawaii Five-0 or Chicago PD. So if you don't follow one of the other, it should not be a hindrance, I think. Here's hoping that I'm right.

Disclaimer

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"Would you like another cup of coffee?

You look up from the book in your hand to the waiter addressing you.

"Oh, I would love to. But it's already my fourth cup of the day," You grimace at him. "Maybe I'll take a bottle of water, please? Cold, if you have one."

The waiter grins at you, "Sure thing," then leave with your empty cup of coffee.

You are supposed to meet your friend, Tim, at his house on The Bird Streets to work on a song. However, he got a sudden appointment and asked you to wait for his call to reschedule. So here you are, sitting at a Cafe/Bistro somewhere in Los Angeles, drinking too much coffee.

You check your watch and your phone. It's almost lunchtime, but your phone is still showing nothing. Alright then, you thought to yourself, back to the book. Your eyes immediately find the last paragraph you read on Astrophysics for People in a Hurry.

Five pages later, the waiter puts a bottle of water on your table, "Here it is. You sure you don't want another cup of coffee?" He jokes with you.

You laugh in response, "No, really, thank you."

The waiter leaves with a smile and turns to the table across from yours. That's when you notice somebody's sitting there.

"Good afternoon. Only for two?" The waiter lays two menu cards on the table.

"Four. My husband and daughter are parking the car." The man answers him with a smile. He has a little boy sitting next to him. His son, you guess, since both of them have blond hair. Their noses look similar too.

"Danno, can I have ice cream for lunch?" The boy begs his father, pointing at one of the delightful pictures on the card.

"Hmm, maybe." The father hums his reply. He exchanges a knowing glance with the waiter.

"Do you want anything to drink while you're waiting?"

"Soda!" The boy yells from his chair, who laughs at his father's glare.

"How about two glasses of orange juice?" The father checks to his son before confirming it with the waitress.

"Okay, be right back with your drinks."

After the waiter leaves, the boy begins to prattle about everything to his father. About giraffes at the zoo ("They are so tall like Dad!"), about his favorite ice cream flavors ("Cookie Dough. But I like Kame's shave ice better, Danno"), about swimming at Venice Beach ("There's a lot of people there, Danno. I like our beach more")

The boy doesn't even look like he needs to breathe. You can't help but let out a chuckle. His father looks up at you and shares a grin. "That's great, Charlie," He comments to his son.

You let their conversation become a white noise while you read your book.

At your periphery, you see someone passes by. However, you don't expect a hand to suddenly sneak your phone from the table. Your hand instantly grabs that wrist, trying to stop it from stealing your phone. But the thief forcefully pulls his hand out of your reach and moves away.

Unfortunately for the thief, he runs straight to the father at your neighboring table. The man has no problem flipping the thief over and pushes him to their table. When the thief squirms away from his clutch, the man lifts the thief's elbow high up and turns it behind his back in a very painful lock. The unpleasant sound coming out of the thief's mouth proves how excruciating it is.

The man's eyes wander. Many shocked faces are staring at him, including yours. "It's okay, I'm a cop," He explains.

In contrast to the crowd, the boy looks at his father in awe, gleefully clapping his hands.

"Charlie, why are you clapping? You're not supposed to clap at this. Oh my god, you are just like your father! Happy to see any aggression," The man rants as he takes out a cable tie from his trousers' pocket. You don't even know why he got cable ties in his pocket. He efficiently ties the perp's hands behind his back and forces him to sit.

Only then, the man addresses the crowd again, "Has anyone called 9-1-1?"

"I did. The police are on the way," One of the cafe's staff squeaks from the door, with a phone still in her hand.

"Excellent! Did you hear that? Your ride would be here soon," The man tightly squeezes the thief's shoulders. The thief could only reply with an agonized grunt.

Everybody else resumes their activities with a sporadic look to their table.

The boy picks up the stolen phone from the floor. It fell near his foot during the short scuffle. "Danno," He hands your phone over to his father.

"Ah, thanks, Charlie," The man ruffles the kid's hair and kisses the top of his head.

"I believe this is yours?" The man returns the phone to you. "Hope it's still working?" He cringes at the spiderweb marks on the phone screen.

"Thanks. Probably not. But it's alright." You smile at the man and offer to shake his hand, "Y/N Y/LN, thanks again for helping me,"

The man takes your hand, "Hey, no big deal. Danny Williams. And this is my son, Charlie," Danny brings Charlie in front of him. You extend your hand to Charlie as well.

All of a sudden, you hear voices yelling from behind you. "Danno! Charlie!"

You look back to see a tall, dark, imposing man and a beautiful teenage girl rushing in your direction. Charlie shouts back at them, "Daddy! Gracie!"

So you guess they must be Danny's husband and daughter.

This new man drops down to Charlie's level and checks on him, trying to see if he's injured. "Are you okay? Charlie?"

"Dad! Dad! Danno was soooo cool! He pushing and then flipping and then that man went aaargh!" Charlie re-tells the scene to his father, holding his elbow behind his back to show him.

Couldn't really understand his son's story, the man asks his husband to elaborate, "Danny, what's happening here? Why are you arresting this man?"

"I'm not arresting anybody, Steve. We don't have jurisdiction to make an arrest, you know? Since we are in LA, not Hawaii? I'm just holding this man until LAPD shows up," Danny clarifies to his husband, Steve.

"But why?" Steve is still confused.

"This guy here, what's your name?" Danny barks at the thief. But his mouth stays glued. "Really? Would you prefer my ex-SEAL here asking you the question?" Danny gestures in Steve's direction.

Steve stands tall. His hands are folded in front of his chest. His biceps bulge in his tight t-shirt. The thief's face turns green, looking fearful. Steve's scowl was probably not helping either.

"Danny?? What's going on here?" Steve begins to lose his patience.

"What?? It's no big deal, babe!" Danny yells back at Steve. "This guy here tried to nick this woman's phone. I'm just helping her," Danny motions in your direction.

"Y/N, here's my husband, Steve McGarrett, and our daughter, Grace," Danny continues to introduce you to his family. You shake their hands and exchanging simple pleasantries.

"As I said, I just helped Y/N to get her phone back. Now we are waiting for LAPD," Danny ends his explanation.

Shortly a police car comes, and two officers quickly take their statements. Initially, the police officers are bemused to find the thief already sat with his hands tied behind his back. After Danny explains that he is a Detective from Honolulu PD and how he prevented the attempted theft, the police officers understand the situation. They ask if you'd like to press charges on Tom Norris, that's the thief's name according to his ID. Considering you're not hurt, you decline on pressing charges. The police are gone with the thief sooner than you expected.

"Can I treat you lunch for your trouble? Shoot! A super late lunch?" You corrected after checking your watch.

"Hey, don't worry, it's no trouble at all," Danny says to you with a big smile.

"No, no, seriously. You guys were on holiday, I guess. But still bothered to help me. Lunch is the least I can do."

Before long, they arrange to get a table for five and talk a lot during the meal.

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"So you guys are from Hawaii? That's nice!" You tell the family.

"See, Danno? That's what you're supposed to say about Hawaii. You're the only one who describes Hawaii as a pineapple-infested hell hole," laments Steve to his husband.

"I'm just telling the truth, babe. How about you, Y/N? Where are you from?" Danny tries to find out.

"Originally from The Netherlands, Amsterdam. But I moved to Chicago last year," You reply.

"Now that, Steve, is a city that would appreciate seasonal changes," Danny nods his approval of Chicago.

"Only you, Danno, who whines about constant sunshine." Steve grumbles.

Grace and Charlie don't react much to their parents' bickering. Too used to their silliness. But you still find it quite funny.

"So you guys are here for vacation?" You ask the family.

"Kind of. We are on holiday. Also, we are visiting the colleges here for Grace, who will graduate high school next year," Steve throws his right arm around Grace's shoulder.

"Yes, we are on an excursion to prove to Grace that LA universities are not better than the University of Hawaii," Danny quips from Steve's left.

Grace whines at his father, "Danno..."

"Danny here doesn't want his children to be far away from him," Steve enlightens you. "But I think going to school in LA would be better than The Netherlands. Wouldn't it, babe?" Steve winks at Grace.

"Do not joke about that, Steven!" Danny elbows his husband hard.

Grace looks thoughtful for a moment, "Y/N, did you go to college in the Netherlands? What do you think my chance to study there?"

"Gracie, can I come with you to This Otherlands?" Charlie innocently chirps to his sister.

Steve is laughing so loud, even after Danny punches his arm.

"What about you, Y/N? What are you doing in LA? Are you on vacation too?" Danny questions you after the laughter receded.

"I'm here for work. Most of the time, I'd do it remotely from Chicago. But sometimes I have to make the trip here or to Amsterdam," You tell them.

"What do you do?"

"I'm a music producer," You give a simple answer.

"What instruments do you play?" Steve is curious. "Guitar?"

"Mostly piano and synthesizer. I do play guitar, but I'm just an okay guitar player. I wish I could play better,"

"Dad plays guitar too!" Charlie happily declares as he points at Steve.

You cheer at Charlie's enthusiasm, "Does he? That's great!"

"Yeah, he plays very well. Maybe Dad can teach you to play better," Charlie directs you.

"Oh, yes, that would be awesome," You wholeheartedly agree with Charlie, as the rest of the table laughing at the idea of Steve teaches music.

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"Danny, I was wondering if you could explain something to me," You turn to the man.

"Shoot," Danny nods as he puts down his juice glass.

"The arm lock that you did to the thief. Where did you learn that? Did Steve teach you that?" You ask him, genuinely want to know.

"Well, even though Steve here was the Navy SEAL," Danny glares at his husband, who replies with a smirk, "I have been working as a cop for more than 20 years now. I know some moves too,"

"But that's not a cop's move," You contradict him.

"How do you know any cop's moves?" Danny confronts you back.

"My boyfriend is a cop in Chicago," You give Danny a sheepish smile.

"Ah, I see. Did your boyfriend teach you self-defense?"

"He did. I'm nowhere near good as Jay. But it's a start," You answer Danny.

"Of course. If he's not good at it, then he's not a good cop," Danny comments without sounding too arrogant.

"Jay also taught me about guns. Personally, I don't like it, but he needs me to know about it, especially gun safety. So..." You shrug.

Danny nods his understanding, "Yeah. Be glad that he doesn't bring home grenades or other explosives," Danny gives Steve a stink eye. "Unlike some Super!SEAL here,"

Steve is immune to that look. It doesn't seem to affect him anymore.

You smile at their interaction, "Jay was an Army Ranger. After he came back, he went to Police Academy,"

"Really?" Steve looks interested.

"Oh, here we go," Danny sighs at his husband.

Steve grins but decides not to comment on it any further. He goes praising Danny instead.

"But Danny is being too modest here. He is a great fighter. Sometimes he's even better than me. Which lots of people find it surprising, considering I was a SEAL,"

"and don't you forget it, babe," Danny smirks at Steve, who returns it with a chaste kiss.

You sigh internally. Looking at the lovely couple made you miss your boyfriend, Jay.

"In all seriousness," Danny begins, "I practiced Jiu-Jitsu since high school. That's where the moves come from," He pauses to sip on his drink.

"I got my Blue Belt when I entered The Police Academy. For me, I think, I learned how to fight better in Jiu-Jitsu than what they taught us there," Danny continues.

"Do you also teach it to Grace and Charlie?" You ask the parents.

"Yeah. Danny taught them both as early as possible. Grace already got her Yellow Belt when we first met. Now she is working for her Purple Belt," Steve brags. Danny also looks so proud. Grace, though, tries so hard not to roll her eyes at her parents.

"Me too! I will get my Yellow Belt soon! Right, Danno?" Charlie exclaims.

"Of course you are kiddo. After that, you surely can beat your Dad here," Danny ruffles Charlie's hair. Steve offers his palm for a high five, but Charlie punches it instead. He giggles when Steve is faking to be hurt by Charlie's tiny fist.

"Do you think I could learn it too?" You inquire to Danny.

Danny and Steve look at each other. You're waiting for their answer, hoping that they will agree.

Before they decide anything, Grace interrupts, "We can go check out the place that Sensei Egan told us, Danno."

"Yeah, that's a great idea," Steve agrees to his daughter's suggestion. "We can check that dojo for Grace, meeting the instructor. Maybe could show some moves too for y/n,"

"Okay then. Grace, share the dojo address with y/n. We can meet you there tomorrow morning, what do you say, y/n?" Danny asks you.

You're supposed to fly back to Chicago next afternoon, but what the hell, you are very interested in this offer. "Yes, sure. If you don't mind me crashing your holiday plan again?"

"No, not at all. We need to check out that place anyway." Steve waves off your worry.

Grace passes her phone to you. "You can puy your number there. I will forward you the address,"

You tap your number to Grace's phone before groaning when you remember that your phone is dead. "Could you e-mail me instead? I don't think I could replace my phone soon,"

Danny doesn't even try to hold his laugh at your poor luck.

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The next day, you take an Uber to the gym. No, it's The Dojo. You correct yourself. When you step in, Charlie is shouting at you from across the room. "Y/N!" Standing next to his sister, Charlie crazily waves at you, worried that you could not see him.

You remove your shoes, placed them accordingly at the remarked spot. Walking towards Charlie and Grace, you see the Williams-McGarrett clan wear similar outfits with other people in The Dojo. The only differences between them are their belts. Danny wears a Black Belt with a red stripe, while Steve wears a Brown Belt. Grace has Blue Belt, and Charlie has a White one. Knowing that you will do some workout, you wear a black t-shirt and training pants. Definitely a contrast in a room full of jiu-jitsu outfits.

Danny and Steve are talking to a guy on the other side of the room. This guy has a Black Belt with more stripes than Danny's, indicating that he is the instructor here.

"Hey, guys. Good morning," You greet Grace and Charlie. They reply with a big smile.

"Just out of interest, do you guys always bring your uniform on your holiday?" You gesture to Grace's clothes.

Grace laughs at your question, "It is called Gi. Yes, we are always bringing them along on holiday," She laughs again at your shocked face. "No, I'm joking. It's because we know we will visit this dojo, so we have our Gi with us,"

Soon Danny and Steve come over to your side. "Hi, y/n. So I talked to Sensei Marcus there," Danny gestures to the guy he spoke to. "We are going to follow their training for today. You can watch from the side if you're not sure you want to do it. The first hour would be the class for Kids and Teens,"

You see Grace and Charlie lining up in the center of the room with other children. They seem to be divided by belts instead of age.

"The next hour would be the adult class," Danny pauses for a moment. "If you want my suggestion, I encourage you to join the Teens class. I hope you don't feel insulted by that."

You chuckle at his words, "Not at all. I understand,"

"If it's too much, don't hesitate to stop and move aside. Everyone will understand," Steve adds.

You exhale softly, readying yourself, "Okay," before joining the line.

The first fifteen minutes, they start with stretching. So far, you have no problems with it. You practice Yoga for the last few years. You know how to stretch.

The next one, they teach you how to fall correctly. Which turns out to be a hard thing to do. At first, an instructor's assistant helps you. After a few moments, she moves away to help others. But you're still not doing it right. So Danny pulls you aside and teaches you privately for the rest of the hour.

You fall so many times until it tired you out. You cannot even get up from the mat. Your shoulders would have been bruised with so many times you landed incorrectly.

"Still interested to learn this?" Danny grabs your hand to help you get up.

Even though the lesson exhausts you, you feel great. You learn a lot, even from doing the same thing over and over again. "Hell yeah!" You grin at Danny.

"Crazy woman!" Danny pats your shoulders. Right where it hurts the most. You can't help but flinch away.

"Hurt, wasn't it? Why don't you go sit down on the outside of the mat with Charlie?"

Charlie sits on one side of the mat, a bottle of water in his hand. He is watching Grace, who has her hands on Steve's Gi, trying to throw Steve down.

Danny silently pays attention to his husband and daughter on the mat. But you can see his hands slightly move as if he's the one sparring.

Shortly, Grace has a chance to push Steve. Steve lost his balance for a moment before countering her attack. Grace would've fallen down hard if Steve didn't hanging to Grace's Gi so tight to slow her fall.

"That's great, Grace," Steve says to his daughter as he helps her up. They bow to each other to end the spar. Danny is clapping from outside the mat, "Good job, Monkey,"

Of course, you and Charlie follow Danny's example to cheer for Grace.

You still sit on the side of the mat, now also accompanied by Grace. You watch the next class practice, where Danny and Steve spar with other students for about an hour.

After the class is done, Steve taps on Danny's shoulder, "Danny, could you help me with this move?" He nods in the direction of the mat.

Danny responds with rolling eyes at his husband's antics.

Grace runs commentary in the background, "Dad didn't actually need help from Danno. However, you're not allowed to ask a higher belt to spar with. It's a sign of disrespect. But Dad and Danno often work differently between each other,"

You see Danny and Steve taking place at a ready position. It takes time before anybody falls, or one locks each other. They move fluidly. When one throws the other, they quickly bring them down along then keep them in a lock. The locks are soon countered, and they back up again. The great thing is they look like they enjoy sparring with each other. They share a laugh whenever someone throws the other or someone holds the other in a lock. You find that very interesting.

The sparring ends when Danny makes a grappling move that Steve cannot counter, so he has to tap out.

After the sparring, Steve sits back with you and his kids while Danny goes over to Sensei Marcus. Steve asks your opinion about Jiu-Jitsu, whether you're still interested to learn it.

"Very much, yeah. The first thing I will do once I'm back in Chicago is to find a Dojo," You excitedly tell Steve.

"Well, lucky for you, Sensei Marcus here knows a lot of Jiu-Jitsu instructors," All of a sudden, Danny joins your conversation. Sensei Marcus stands beside him.

"Sure, if you want to keep learning Jiu-Jitsu, I will give you some references of my fellows in Chicago," Marcus informs you.

"That would be awesome!"

Marcus shakes your hand, "Good luck!" and moves to shake hands with the rest of the Williams-McGarrett family. "Thanks for visiting our dojo. Please come again whenever you're in LA,"

They all look tired, but their smiles beam as bright as Hawaiian sunshine.

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Two weeks later, in Chicago,

You see your boyfriend's truck parked in front of your house as you walk home from the bus stop. You walk much slower than you used to. Your body is hurting all over the place, but you feel elated.

The day after you came home from Los Angeles, Jay was caught in a hard case. He had to fly out to New York and liaised with NYPD SVU to solve it.

You missed him a lot, for sure. Jay called you whenever he could for these past two weeks. Texted you every day too. But you have not got the chance to tell Jay about your new interest in Jiu-Jitsu.

After your last trip to LA, you promptly checked out the Dojo that Sensei Marcus referred to you. You were thrilled to find out that it's only fifteen minutes bus ride from your house.

You met with one of the instructors there and asked for a private class. Because that's what Danny advised you to do. "After you have a better understanding of the lessons, then I want you to go train with other people at the dojo. But for the first five or six months, you might've been better with one-on-one lessons,"

The instructor, Professor Louisa, is delighted to provide. You work on a schedule three to four times a week. The professor initially suggested only two meets in a week. But considering your occasional trip abroad for work, you prefer to do more lessons when you're in town.

This is the third week you've been learning jiu-jitsu in Chicago. Scraps and bruises are inevitable. Jay would freak out if he saw them before you could explain to him.

Jay's flight back from New York landed about two hours ago. He must've been coming directly to your place from the O'Hare. The house smells amazing when you enter the room. Following your nose leads you to the kitchen. You find your boyfriend pulling out what seems to be garlic bread from the oven, "Hey, babe. You're back!"

"Hey, you! Perfect timing!" Jay secures the tray aside before stepping closer to you. He puts one hand on your waist, the other one on your back. Moving even closer to kiss you.

His passion makes you forget your bruises for a moment. When Jay pushes you playfully, your shoulder hits the nearest wall. You instantly cry out in pain. "Argh!"

"What's wrong?" Jay stops everything he's doing to you right away.

"Nothing, I just got some bruises," You rub the pain from your shoulder.

"How come?" Jay begins to take off your t-shirt to check on the bruises, but you move away from his grasp.

"Hold on. Let me take a shower. I must've been rank from sweat. Then I'll tell you everything," You kiss Jay one more time before going to the bedroom.

As you eat the pasta primavera that Jay made, you ask him about his case in New York, "How was it?"

"It's done. We did what we have to do,"

Not interested in talking about his case, Jay interrogates you instead, "So, where did you get the bruise? I swear, I only left the city for two weeks, and you're already in trouble," Jay shakes his head.

"I'm not! I just joined this gym. Dojo, I meant. I'm taking Jiu-Jitsu lessons!" You cheerfully tell Jay.

"You what?" Jay pauses from drinking his wine.

So you told Jay the whole story. About how someone tried to snatch your phone when you're in LA. How you met the Williams-McGarrett family from Hawaii. How they got you into jiu-jitsu.

"It's so fun, Jay. Yeah, sure, I got bruises and scraps. But whenever I got stuck with my work, I go have a practice at the dojo, and then I come home feeling energized," You confess to your boyfriend.

"Really?" Jay looks at you, disbelieving.

"Uhuh," You nod as you swallow your spaghetti. "You know what, you should come and see the dojo. It might interest you too,"

"I know about martial arts, babe. I taught you how to punch, remember?" Jay reminds you.

"Yes, you did," You say in giggles, "Professor Louisa said she won't teach me how to punch,"

"Of course, Jiu-jitsu has a different approach than other martial art, say karate. Or boxing," Jay puts down his fork on the empty plate. "You sure you enjoy it?"

You hold Jay's hand and look into his eyes, "I am. This is something I want to do seriously, Jay. I admit part of it comes from you and your job. Like you always said, I need to be able to defend myself. Because you think I could get drag into your case one day,"

Jay puts his other hand on top of yours, looking somehow regretful, "Babe..."

"No, no. But I also do this for myself. Even though my body hurts, I feel great about myself. I feel more confident. It's really inspiring,"

Jay brings your hand to his lips, "Okay then, as long as you're happy with it. But I'm still going to take you to the gun range,"

You roll your eyes in response, "Of course, you will,"

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A week later, Jay walks up to The Dojo on the second floor. Someone greets him at the entrance, "Hey, man. Can I help you?"

"I suppose to pick up my girlfriend. She is training with..." Jay tries to remember the instructor's name. "Louisa?"

"Ah, yes, Professor Louisa. You must be y/n's boyfriend. I'm Professor Andy, the head of this dojo," The man offers his hand.

"Jay Halstead," Jay shakes Andy's hand.

"I think she will finish in ten minutes. You wanna see her practice?"

"Sure. If it would not be disturbing?" Jay hesitates.

"Not at all. Y/n is the only one in there right now," Andy directs Jay inside the dojo. He asks Jay to remove his shoes before stepping into the room.

Jay watches his girlfriend silently. He winces a couple times when you fall down. But he is amazed to see you immediately stand up again.

"She's resilient, your woman is,"

Jay chuckles at Andy's remark, "Yes, she is,"

Shortly after you bow to your instructor, you see Jay standing on the side with Professor Andy.

You walk towards them with a smile, "I see you met my boyfriend, Prof,"

"I did, yeah," Andy nods. "I don't think Jay would be interested in jiu-jitsu, though," He comments.

"Correction, I'm not interested to see you got thrown down repeatedly," Jay points out.

"Hey!" You hit Jay's arms as both Professors laugh at you.

"But that's how we are supposed to learn. If you don't know how to fall, you won't get back up again," Louisa says serenely.

Andy hums his agreement before ushering you out. "Alright, get out of here, you lovebird,"

When you're in the locker room, changing your Gi, Jay approaches Andy again. But before Jay could say anything, Andy hands a leaflet to him.

"Y/N told me you're a police officer. You might be interested in these classes,"

Jay takes it with a laugh, "Thanks, man. I'll check it out," He puts the leaflet on his jacket pocket and pulls out his card.

"If anything happens when Y/N is here. Or if you need anything I can help with, please give me a call," Jay sounds solemn.

Andy takes the card, "Don't worry, man. We take good care of our students here,"

"I know," Jay nods.

Soon you come out with a gym bag on your shoulder. "See you next week, Prof!"

Andy waves to the couple, "Bye, y/n. See you again, Jay!"

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Two years later,

You step out of the record store in Pilsen empty-handed, failing to find the vinyl you're looking for. You start walking west to the bus stop when you hear a commotion ahead.

You see a guy pushing people out of his way. He keeps looking behind his back like he's running from something.

"Police! Get out of the way!" You hear other voices shouting.

So this guy seems to be running from the police, you thought to yourself.

The man tries to shove you aside, but your reflex is much better. Your hands instantly grab the front of his shirt. When he tries to push you away, your right foot finds his inner left calf and sweeps him down.

When he tries to move away from your grasp, you lean down and grip his right wrist tightly with your right hand. You put your right elbow beside his right ear while your left elbow is placed underneath his elbow. Your left-hand moves to hold your right wrist from below his right hand. His arm is essentially locked when your left bicep snugs against his right tricep. You raise your elbow slightly from the surface. The more he wiggles his way out, the higher you raise his elbow from the surface, the more painful the lock is.

You hear an impressed whistle from above. When you look up, you find Jay and Hailey standing in front of you. Jay gets a huge grin on his face while Hailey is sporting a shocked look.

"Nice takedown, babe," Jay compliments you.

"Thanks. You might wanna take over from here, though," You say to your boyfriend as you hear few more steps rushing towards you.

You loosen the lock after you are sure Jay gets his hand on the perp. He grabs the suspect up from the floor and pushes him towards the wall.

You find a hand extends in front of your face, offering to help you stand up. You look up to see it was Hailey. You take her hand with a soft thanks.

Once you're back on your feet, you look around to see the other members of the Intelligence Unit staring at you. Adam, Kim, and Kevin are mirroring Hailey's initial look of surprise. Jay's boss, Hank Voight, looks impassive as always. But you catch an amused twitch at one corner of his lips.

"Man, at least give me time to feel my hand again! That bitch could break my arm, you know!" you hear the perp complaining when Jay prepares to cuff him.

Without saying anything in response, Jay folds the perp's wrist inside. The perp yells even louder because of the wristlock.

Kevin moves to take the man away from Jay before any further damage could happen. He ushers the perp right away to a nearby cop car.

Jay turns to check on his girlfriend, "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good." You nod back at him.

"I didn't know you could do that, Y/N," Hailey tells you. "You never tell me that your girlfriend practiced any martial arts," She continues to slap Jay's shoulder.

You answer with a sheepish smile, "It's kinda new,"

"Blue Belt in Jiu-Jitsu is not "kinda new" babe," Jay elbows you playfully.

The team boss pats your shoulder once before walking back to his car, "Good job, Y/LN,"

Kim, who's partnered up with Voight today, quickly follows. But not before inviting you for drinks, "You have to tell me all about this over drinks!"

"See? Even Voight agrees. We'll make a cop-out of you soon, Y/N," Adam offers his fistbump to you.

You meet his with your fistbump but shake your head, laughing, "Not in a million years, Ruzek,"

He only replies with his laugh and walks towards Kevin and the perp.

Jay puts his arm around your shoulders with a huge smile, "C'mon, Kev and Ruz can take care of the perp for a while. Hailey and I will drop you home."

[erienne1983]

First of all, I want to say I'm sorry for all those who were hurt in any way by Peter Lenkov's behavior. Every job, but maybe even more in this line of work, where passion, creativity and the need to express oneself freely play such a fundamental role, should be a safe and fulfilling environment, where mutual respect is the first thing needed. 

The second thought that comes to my mind is about the story, a story I loved with all my heart for 10 years... and I can't help wondering how things could have gone ... this show and these characters had the potential to make TV history. Alex O'Loughlin and Scott Caan, beside their tremendous acting skills, proved their writing and directing skills. They should have let them shine and let the show shine with them. 

I can't help wondering how things could have gone if their opinion was valued and respected, if the characters they brought to life for 10 years were treated like they deserved. But no, they even thought the show could do without them... it sounds so absurd ... but life has its way to show how wrong you were. And they keep on shining ... and you better try to learn how to live and how to respect people. It's never too late and it starts with a SINCERE apology, with regret and repentance and with some serious, hard work on yourself to change and be better.

[rafael-silva]

(Long) Thoughts on 10.07 and McDanno

Can I just…McDanno! This episode was insanely good and so emotional and Alex is incredibly multi-talented! He wrote, directed and put his all into this episode, off screen and on. His performance was extraordinary and I felt it so much. And all the little McDanno moments we got throughout the episode, the glimpses they shared, the worried looks on Danny’s face…and then we got the final scene. Steve lets his walls and defenses down, and Danny is right there, and Steve pours his heart out and he’s so vulnerable and his voice breaks…he lets it all out and Danny is there for every second of it.

And then…and then Danny flat out asks Steve if they can share the bed. He uses the long flight as a cover but what he’s really saying is ‘I want to be there for you, I want to be next to you, I want to hold you, I want to keep you safe’ and I think Steve reads between the lines of Danny’s original question, and he momentarily lets his walls up again. Steve has lost so so much, the loss of his mom so fresh and he feels the pain coursing through his body and his blood and as much as he wants to scream ‘yes!’ in reply to Danny…he can’t go there with Danny, and then lose him. As his best friend and something more. Because Steve always ends up losing the people he loves, and as much as he loves Danny, in so so many ways and with his whole being, he thinks that admitting he’s in love with Danny, starting with sharing that bed, is an automatic guarantee that he is going to lose Danny. And Steve can’t handle that. While Danny is trying to desperately tell Steve ‘you won’t lose me, I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere’ but Steve can’t take that chance.

I also need to talk about Danny walking away after Steve asks if it’s his “official position on this” that the plan is “beyond crazy” to which Danny answers “I don’t have an official position. It’s your mother, you’re gonna do what you’re gonna do so…” and then the look they share, Danny saying ‘listen, I’m not angry at you…I’m angry at this situation, that you have to go alone, that I can’t have your back over there’ and then Danny walks away. Danny doesn’t want to walk away, but he needs to walk away. He needs to wrap his head around this whole situation. He walks away because he can’t bare the thought of losing Steve, he can’t stand there and know the danger Steve is walking into and just…do nothing. So he walks away, because he can’t stand there and know that Steve might not come back from this mission. And he can’t accept that. And Steve watches Danny walk away, he doesn’t take his eyes off his partner, and the longing in Steve’s gaze, his longing for Danny, and he knows exactly why Danny is walking away. And he prays he comes back to him.

Also also, I need to highlight the use of the word ‘official’ here. I repeat, Danny says “I don’t have an official position” and the way he said it, I immediately interpreted it was “I have no official say in what you can and can’t do because you and I aren’t official in any way” either them being a couple or married. I could be reading too much into it because it could also be interpreted as Danny simply saying that he can’t talk Steve out of it because Steve will do what he wants in the end, and that Danny can’t stop Steve because this is his mother they’re talking about but I just needed to point this out, too. The word “official” is strong and full of meaning behind it. Steve could have asked “is that your position on this?” but he said “official position” so…just food for thought.

Also also also, Danny asks Steve if the bed is big enough for two people after Steve says “life, we don’t really get to choose how it’s gonna look. Only what we do with the information when we get it” and I feel like Danny was trying to change Steve’s perspective by asking him about the bed, telling Steve that they can choose how their lives look, they can shape their lives, together. They don’t have control over everything, but they do have control over this. The information Danny was telling Steve was ‘I’m here, I’ve got you, I love you…’

Alex wrote all that, the gestures, movement, dialogue and Alex is very much aware of McDanno. In a recent interview, he said that one of his favorite memories in the show is “definitely the moment when McGarrett and Danno meet for the first time, and they both draw their weapons and they’re ready to shoot each other. […] I think that that’s the scene that sort of set the tone and precedent for the relationship that became McDanno.” I think this episode is one of the most McDanno episodes we got. Thank you, Alex! 

I really just wanted to break down this episode’s McDanno moments and how much it said for them. Alex made clear how important Danny is in the show, and how important Steve and Danny are to each other. It’s not implied, it’s shown. And I also want to say that Alex O'Loughlin is the captain of the McDanno ship.

Thank you for coming to my ted talk!

[fangirlaol]

Season 10 Episode 7 ka 'i' o.

Written,directed,acted and produced by the big kahuna Alex o'loughlin

[aleqhardykent]

What a episode of Hawaii Five-0 Directed by, written by and starring Alex O'loughlin I feel too proud of you #AlexOloughlin, all the emotions at the same time.Bravo!

[h50europe]

#Repost @tenaparkerhair IG

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Such mad respect for this Gangst'a leading man, who's directing our 1st episode of the year! #alexoloughlin #babyblue #focus #hawaiifive0 #cbs #stevemcgarrett #h50 #h50season

[one-step-from-the-beginning]

I made a petition for a tv special of Hawaii Five-0.

Please, please, share and sign! These things work all the time if there are enough voices - maybe even a different studio will pick it up if there's enough outcry. It won't take you long - please share!

http://chng.it/c2FwFVgW2X

[cowandcalf]

First of all, hello! I hope your Monday is tolerable with minimal fuckery and your coffee/tea is strong. I have to ask. What do you believe is the most cbs-friendly way McDanno COULD become canon? Like the actual moment the writers would make it blatantly clear to the audience that McDanno is no longer being disguised as platonic. Whether or not you believe it would/could ever happen, I am still interested in your response :}

First of all, hello back! And thank you so much for your ask. I almost keeled over reading who sent it. I only detected recently that you're DorisNancyGrey on AO3 who wrote the most wicked A/B/O stories for the guys in the fandom. You freaking rock, girl! And here you are, sending me this bomb of an ask!

I'm still kind of numb with nervous pride that you dropped this ask in my inbox. I wouldn't have minded an easier question. Such as: "Who do you like more, Steve McGarrett or Danny Williams?" You know? Life's already so damn complicated.

But I also feel seriously flattered that you're interested in my response. I kind of get the impression you handed me some holy fandom grail that everyone craves for and I may answer your question.

It's already Tuesday and the fuckery (what a freaking awesome word – ohmygod!) is tolerable. My coffee is strong, knuckles are cracked and my brain's ready to unload. I’m not really sure if my answer is the one you have hoped for. And I apologize for the length. I can’t do short :-)

Here you go.

I have flipped that switch in my imagination. CBS writers are totally willing to make McDanno canon. And I would like to add here that at the end of season nine I screamed my secret wishlist for season 10 into the void of the vast space that is Tumblr. There I said I dream about Alex o'Loughlin becoming a director with a hell of a say what's going to happen in the episodes.

And here we are at the beginning of season 10 with Alex directing the first episode, the one he wrote. (I say: Wishlist number 1, check! Wishlist number 2, check!)

Now, McDanno and how they become canon on screen:

It shows in subtle moments and the development from friends to an actual couple happens silently.

Before I dive into the scenes how it's going to be, I'd like to open up the scope of my answer a little more. I can't help it. I'll write an essay. I had to wrap my answer in an explanation that it makes sense. (But maybe it only will make sense to me...)

We all know Danny and his behavior when it gets serious date-wise, relationship-wise. I remember the time when he met Gaby for the first time. He dusted his hands together. He was visibly nervous. His attitude caught Steve's attention. He inflated his cheeks and blew air through pursed lips. He was having a hard time until he was even ready to ask Gaby out for a cup of coffee. Danny isn't relaxed and not super confident when it comes to the real deal. I dare to say he's a bit a nervous mess.

We also know Danny when he hit rock bottom with his worries about Steve. He flies to Korea, all the way to Afghanistan and he would fly to the shittiest place on earth to rescue Steve and to take him back home. In those moments Danny is mellow, soft and very understanding. His whole posture is giving off vibes of protectiveness and he supports Steve in every way. Danny wants to be close to Steve. He makes him feel safe and taken cared for. Danny never rants in those moments. Never. His love for the person (100% always Steve, it's always Steve) he came to take home is on display, vulnerable, honest and full-on.

We also know Steve. He can be a tease, cocky and a sexy bastard. He can flirt with women, get them to have a date with him. I remember Cath in the beginning. She only had to fulfill Steve's wishes. Other men would say "I miss you or I like you a lot". Steve always started his phone call with: "Hi, Cath, I need a favor…" and he always promised to take her out for dinner, lunch whatever and it really took him a long time, after taking one raincheck after the other before he finally made it happen.

We also know Steve as closed off. He doesn't show his feelings. He doesn't deal well with being attached to anyone because of his abandoned issues. A loud, mouthy and bulky Jersey cop proved him time and again how valuable Steve is and how worthy he is to be rescued and to stay by his side. Steve learns from Danny that Danny doesn't leave him.

So, furthermore, both men have to deal with health issues. They underwent a liver transplant. Steve's dealing with radiation poisoning and they get older. They are worn down from the job and from all the years serving as great cops of an elite task force

Okay, now from this perspective I see it happen in a subtle and unhurried way. And this is only scene one and without my background explanation on the feelings.

There will be moments where Steve grabs the Camaro keys from Danny's hand and lingers a few seconds more to pluck it from his fist. Or Steve grabs Danny's wrist and pries the keys from his hand, slower and more deliberate as he normally does.

There will be more peeks into each other's office with the question if the other is up for beer and steak and yeah, there's a game too. Wanna come over?

And at one point, Danny would lean back in his chair, tap his pencil against his crossed knee and stares and Steve. Really looks at him and his eyes are pensively on Steve, intense and earnest. And Steve just stares back, not tearing his gaze away and this moment lasts a few seconds. Danny heaves a sigh and nods. "Yeah, sure. I drive to my place and get changed and then I head over to you. Sure, let's have dinner and watch the game.

Steve's a bit nervous before Danny arrives. It shows in the way he pours too many chips into the bowl and half of it lands on the counter.

Danny walks into Steve's house without knocking. The TV is running and Steve grills steaks in the backyard. They watch the sea and sip at their beers in companionable silence. Both side-eye each other from time to time.

They eat in front of the TV and Danny wants to get up to fetch the Barbecue sauce. Steve jumps up and apologizes about the fact that he forgot about the sauce. Danny says he could go get it but Steve's already on his way back. He hands the bottle to Danny and gives him simultaneously the stink-eye. Danny grabbed the remote control and placed it next to him, out of reach from Steve.

Steve leans in and presses into Danny's space to take the remote control back and before he straightens up he presses a kiss to Danny's head and flops back into the cushions as if nothing had happened.

"What was that?" Danny asks tentatively with his Barbecue sauce bottle in his hand, frozen.

"What was what?" Steve asks, looking straight ahead, feet propped up. "Your team is losing, Danny."

And they would go quiet again and Danny would reach a few times into his hair to touch the spot where Steve's lips touched him so uncharacteristically gentle.

They end up doing the dishes and talking about the game and the shitty calls form the referee. Steve smiles and lets Danny rant, drying the dishes.

They grab the last beer and sit at the beach, night dark. They don't talk, they just sit. Danny gets up at one point and stretches. He shoves his hands in his pockets and stares uneasy out to the dark incoming waves. He sucks his upper lip between his teeth and turns to Steve.

Steve doesn't look up. He rolls his beer bottle in his hands and furrows his brows. He clears his throat and without looking up he says: "Stay," before he goes silent again.

Danny makes a typical Danny face where he shakes his head in disbelieve and narrows his eyes as if he can't believe what he just heard.

Steve's still silent and still doesn't look up. He just darts a gaze over where Danny stands, and their eyes meet briefly. Steve leans back and takes a last gulp from the bottle. He presses his lips together and with a firm voice, he says it again. "Stay, Danny." Not looking up but with a face that shows clearly how much is at stake. Steve fakes nonchalance.

Danny crosses his arms over his chest and digs his toes into the sand. He cast his eyes over the where Steve watches the sea. "Don't make me wear a shirt with NAVY printed on it."

Steve wears that tiny, boyish sweet smile when he answers: "Okay."

He stands up and goes over where Danny waits. Danny glares at him, and Steve just smiles relaxed. They don't say a word and Steve turns to move back to the house. Danny catches up and some point Danny slips his hand into Steve's big one and Steve's fingers press down on Danny's hand.

Soft music plays and the last screenshot is two pair of shorts and two shirts carelessly tossed aside on the floor and up on the steps of the stairs.

And that’s just the beginning. That’s the turning point where Mcdanno goes from platonic to being a real couple.

Did you ask for this? I suddenly wasn’t sure anymore. Yeah, that’s my ass long answer to your ask.

I hope this gives you some idea? I could go on but I’d end up with a ton of words again. It’s already way too long. So, anyway, thank you so much again for your ask.

Mahalo *blows a kiss*

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[thewanderingace]

If there’s one thing I’m excited for with season 10 of Hawaii Five-0 it’s this”

“O'Loughlin wrote and directed Season 10 Episode 7. Lenkov described it as a "very powerful and emotional" episode for Danny (Scott Caan). The episode was also filmed in Los Angeles.” (source) 

I always love the episodes that are important and emotional ones for Danny because Scott really shines during them and Danno doesn’t get enough screen time so I’m glad he gets at least one episode to shine a season.

Also this episode is written and directed by Alex. Alex, who knows Danny’s character very well. If anyone can write him a great episode it’s gonna be Alex

I have no idea what this episode could be about but I am very very excited for it!