#and then dan said. commit. and putting a ring on it.

[degenerusssy]

trying to predict what marriage themed clickbait title they’ll use for the rebrand

phil and dan are committing dan and phil

we said i do! want to rebrand

cocks or fingers? dan and phil put a ring on it

til death do us part(ner with nord vpn)

[st4rgzer]

now playing…FORTNIGHT (spencer reid)

-“ˈfɔːtnaɪt: a period of two weeks”-

summary: in which your unlawful affair with fbi agent spencer reid must come to an end

genre: angst, flashback of fluff

cw!: allusions to cheating, kissing, inappropriate innuendos

a/n: this is acc so long but i promise its worth the read, first of many to come!

you watched as spencer methodically fiddled with his tie, a sign that no matter how loose he’d get it to be, it felt like he was choking. you grinned reminiscent, this had brought back to your mind the memory of your first date with him. except he had shorter, neater hair and a less bitter smile.

“how’s your wife” you said, pettiness laced in your words. your arms crossed over your chest, putting up invisible walls, distancing yourself mentally from him. pretending you weren’t thinking about how pretty he’d look under you.

“she’s…well.” he had given you a short, wary response. his eyes studied your face, landing on your lips, he licks his. most likely, he was trying to memorize everything, as if you were a fleeting moment. but you were. you were uncertain about his intents when his eyes wandered for a few seconds.

“how’s dan?” the word ‘dan’ came out with a petulant smile, and sour tone. flourishing the little likeness he had toward him.

the conversation bored you out of your mind. he was holding back. he could’ve said about a million things by now but he chose to keep silent, neglecting your tortured heart even more.

“i think he’s cheating on me, though im still not sure. but i have strong points on the subject, good reasoning” you say dismissively, looking down at your nails. the issue didn’t seem to faze you. after all, some could say you had committed certain behaviors that could allude as cheating.

spencer tried to bite back the grin that was forming on his face, he looked down to try and conceal it.

“i’m sorry about that…” his tone seemed untruthful. he wasn’t sorry about it, because he knew the things he’d done with you while both of you had a ring on your fingers.

you gnawed on your bottom lip. thinking of an ingenious comment that would make him laugh. a quip to start some friendly fire. something that could break through the crushing tension that lingered between the both of you, like thick vines wrapped around your neck, making you unable to speak.

‘i love you, it’s ruining my life’ was all that your brain could come up with, but of course, this wasn’t exactly the best thing to say given the setting and circumstances. but it was how you felt. you treasured every touch and every word, hanging onto every detail desperately. every fortnight that his wife would be out of town. it was unlawful, but, who were you to neglect an invitation with spencer reid? until then, your mornings are all mondays. stuck in an endless february. unable to move on from what should be yours.

you meet his gaze, regretting it almost immediately. knowing the lethal effects he had on you, like some sort of drunkenness that had turned you into a barely functioning alcoholic. his eyes change, his smile differs. he swallows, clearing his throat.

“we can’t do this anymore.” he speaks, his voice sounds brittle and unsure. you don’t break eye contact. you listen intently to his words.

“my wife…my wife knows that i don’t stay late at the BAU as much as i say i do.”

“im a profiler, i can lie but- it doesn’t take away from the fact that this can’t happen anymore.”

“i mean you know how i feel about you, i just- i just can’t keep up with the ruse. i love you and it’s ruining my life.”

your eyes widen at the last sentence, appalled. you tried to decipher spencer’s words. reading between the lines, seeking for some sort of clue that hinted towards the truth. if he loves you, why can’t he stay?

“okay…can we at least stay friends?” you ask him cautiously. even if it meant no more sneaking around, his eyes would at least stay in your life.

spencer swallowed harshly, your eyes lingering over his adam’s apple as he does so. he looks uncertain. you figure maybe his wife was the one with the real issue, not him. you wanted to kill her.

“sure” his voice was slightly above a whisper. he looked away. almost as if, if he continued to hold your gaze he’d had no choice but to give in. that’s what you wanted him to do, to cave in, like always. you wondered if this would be the last fortnight spent with him, and suddenly, realization hit you like a 10 ton truck. you looked down as well, confidence derailing.

“but you’re still my best friend, spence” your voice was nearly a whimper, sounding like a wounded dog. you look up at him with glassy eyes. tilting you head to the side slightly, eyebrows furrowed as you try to control your emotions. you look down, hands fidgeting nervously.

“yes, of course…we just can’t have those benefits anymore” he wants to do nothing more than to grab you and hold you in his arms. to say sorry for everything he had put your through. instead he looks to the waiter.

“check, please” he clears his throat and hopes the sound of his tearing heart isn’t too loud as you look up to look at him with tear rimmed eyes. you bite your bottom lip to stop it from trembling. spencer pays the tab, leaving a generous tip. you get up from your seat, incapable to look at spencer in the eye.

you don’t notice him stepping towards you. your breath hitches as you stare up at him, the closest you’ve been to him all night. his calloused hand cups your cheek, fingers tracing your face, to your under eye. you blink, cursing yourself internally as a tear slips. you look away. he sighs, wiping the tears carefully with his thumb.

“im sorry, you know what i’d do if i could…if things were different” his words are just more salt to fresh cuts. even if he sounded regretful, even if he was sorry, you still had the right to be sad.

“it’s fine, you aren’t mine, i shouldn’t be this sad” you harshly take a step back, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand. his mouth stays slightly agape at your sudden movement. he bites down at his lip, sighing, admitting defeat. you were right, he was never yours and you were never his. two parallel lines who never got the chance to see what could’ve been if the circumstances were different.

he had corrupted you, nights that belonged to only you would fade into a memory. the touches that lasted a fortnight. the feeling of his hands in your hair, your clothes on his bedroom floor.

you loved him, and it was ruining your life.

“goodbye, reid” you tone was purposefully cruel, and the choice of using his last name. you looked at him for a second, fighting the instinct of kissing him as a goodbye. he stared with pitiful eyes as you walked away, bell chiming as you opened and closed the door. for a moment he regretted everything said, wishing to just run away and live in the mountains, to follow through on that quiet life you had both talked about when the night passed 3am. tangled in bedsheets. he curses his eidetic memory for remembering your tearful expression, comparing it to the soft, sweet smile you had on every time you left him. can he erase every curve, every dimple he knew you had, every tiny change in your expression he could read like a book, over and over? no, he will be cursed with the gift of knowing, just like you’ll be cursed with the sound of his voice. soft and tender, the sound of his whispers of foreign words against your ear.

“Я тебя обожаю.” his voice is quiet, nose brushing against your neck as he places soft kisses against it. you giggle at the ticklish feeling, grabbing his face delicately to stop him.

“what does that mean?” you ask with a smile, pressing gentle kisses to the bridge of his nose, his face heating up in your hands.

“i adore you” he grins, leaning against your hand and kissing it.

“i know that but what does the sentence mean?” he rolls his eyes as you break out laughing, throwing your head over his shoulder, giggling as if it was the funniest joke you had ever told. you look up at him, both of you grinning widely as he places a proper kiss against your lips.

he loved you, it was ruining his life.

[ahappydnp]

How do you think Dnp’s “life/career plan” has changed since 2017 (using then because it’s when they committed to the house).

Like looking at all the dead ends (like the Travel show or Dan is Not Running a Marathon) and twists (Covid interrupting Dan’s “Hot Boy Summer”, Phil’s changing health etc), what are some pivots in their plan for the future that they probably made?

Like I think about the whole iconic 1st new London apt liveshow where “we’ll get a dog when a house is bought” and that whole dog adoption thing (do you remember them mentioning that?!?) changing to “if you want us to keep coming to see you (implied energy that they want to) we’re too busy for a dog”

And also “Dan and Phil was a thing” changing to a full dnpg resurrection and “putting a ring on it”

What are your thoughts?

honestly i think their pivots are just a product of being in your late 20s/early 30s and also a global pandemic lmao so tbh it's impossible to figure out all the timelines that could have existed!

but i think for the 2017 context you mentioned we have to remember they were already planning the exit from danandphil™️ and were pretty open about them thinking they'd already hit their peak in popularity and it would fizzle soon. so focusing on their personal goals made sense (coming out, getting the house, getting the dog they'd been talking about for years, like phil said in DML2 focusing on themselves for once bc they realized they had no life) but yeah i also do think dan still needed that time away and then a moment to exist on his own career wise for them to come back together the way they did

and maybe now they are revisiting those 2017 thoughts again because they've realized it's not an either/or situation where they have to choose a career or a happy home together. they get to have both :')

[eldritch-bf]

Danbert headcanons:

After the massacre, Dan would have nightmares where he’d wake up screaming and crying. Herbert began staying in his bed with him to alleviate these symptoms, which inevitably led to the development of their relationship.

Now it’s impossible for Dan to fall asleep without Herbert in bed with him.

Herbert likes being the little spoon as much as he likes being the jet pack.

Herbert speaks decent German and uses German pet names, specifically Mein Herz (my heart), Herzchen (little heart), and Liebling (darling) for Dan

Dan will call Herbert every single pet name he can think of but the only ones Herbert likes are darling, sweetheart, and little monster

Which didn’t ever start out as a pet name, Dan just said it in exasperation one night and Herbert loved it

Dan more or less has to drag Herbert kicking and screaming to the table for any meal, though it gets better as their relationship progresses and Herbert begins looking forward to Dan’s cooking

Herbert hasn’t even kissed anyone before tho he has jerked his tdick off plenty of times. He gets his pussy absolutely rocked by Dan.

Dan doesn’t get jealous on the rare occasions a male or female patient or medical student flirts or clearly has a crush on Herbert, mostly because he finds it funny since he knows Herbert needs a connection first, plus it always makes Herbert extremely confused, which is a rare and amusing facial expression for Dan to witness.

Herbert gets extremely jealous and pissy every time someone hits on Dan which is a lot more frequently than him. Dan always has to laugh off the comments and attend to Herbert, left he commit some accidentally on purpose malpractice

Such as that one time Herbert gave a flirtatious patient penicillin when their medical history clearly said they were allergic to it. He ofc blamed it on the pharmacist.

Herbert makes an off handed frustrated comment about the flirting after it happens enough, saying he wishes he could just get married to Dan and wear a ring to keep from people hitting on him (and Dan).

They can’t actually get married but do get rings specifically for this purpose. Their coworkers think it’s clever.

Herbert fidgets with his ring a lot to self sooth and does happy flaps when he’s by himself (because he’s fairly good at masking)

Dan drunkenly puts something on the record player one night, asks Herbert to dance, and is immensely surprised that Herbert despite being stiff knows all the correct steps

Dan getting Herbert drunk is rare but it always leads to Herbert giggling in his lap playing with his hair and telling him how handsome he is

[lixenn]

I have some questions for Dave this time hehe

What was his first meeting with Chief like?

What was his original hair color?

I wonder if he gets along with Bel?

*crawls out of trenches, bloodied and covered in mud*

"I-" *huff* "I have fought in war and it was close but! I HAVE WON! The evil snippet has not defeated me!"

So now, I can finally answer this!! I'm sorry that it took so long Ein 🫠🥺🥺please forgive my tardiness 😣

Let me satisfy your curiosity!

Original hair color

Dave's hair used to be this really mousy brown and it just wouldn't do! No! He refuses! It was boring and common and absolutly clashed with his vibe so it needed to be adressed immediately. He bleached his hair the first time when he was 14 and it turned out horrible but he was still happy with his shitty dyejob because at least it was unique!

Dave and Bel

Do they get along? Ohhh boy, honey they get along like a house on fire! Dave and Bel often team up for pranks and mischief (Levi is one of their regular victims lol). Surprisingly Chief doesn't actually mind this relationship mostly because Dave tends to curb Bel's more ... homicidal tendencies. Dave prefers leaving his victims alive (though there's no guarentee for their sanity) mostly because killing them would limit his options for pranks. So when Dave and Bel plan mischief Dave puts his foot down about murder.

First meeting

As for that question....

Have a snippet!

The world is undoubtedly cruel. Criminally unjust. Life is filled with hurdles and hardships, with unimaginable challenges and dreadful chores.

Dan has been kicked out of his own office by an overly worried Lussuria.

(Honestly, the audacity of his doctor, the inhumanity. He is seriously considering a lawsuit.)

Apparently working for ten months straight without a break is “unhealthy” and “terrible for the skin, just look at those wrinkles Dani-boy”. Which is ridiculous in his humble opinion, he doesn’t have wrinkles. His skin simply has more character, more definition, that’s all. No wrinkles here, just a well-developed background story edged into his outer shell.

Nevertheless, Dan is left with no other choice than take the day off since he doesn’t want to deal with Lussuria drugging his tea again. One time was more than enough.

Well, at least he can use this opportunity to finally get some shopping done. His sister Is going to skin him alive if he shows up empty handed to her birthday again. Finding the perfect jewellery set to make up for his blunder took him some time but now he can at least cross that off his list.

He is slandering down the empty streets, enjoying the sunshine on his face, when his peaceful musings are interrupted by a body landing right in his path.

…

What?

Dan must have committed war crimes in his past life, it’s the only explanation. His former self probably kicked puppies for fun and slaughtered babies in their sleep because he can’t even take a stroll in the city without someone throwing bodies at his feet.

Puzzled and slightly annoyed Dan takes a closer look at the young man sprawled in front of him.

The first thing that catches his eye is the absolutely garish shade of neon green decorating the top of his head. Whoever did that dye job needs to be fired. His hair isn't the only thing that needed fixing though. He’s covered in bruises and dirt, blood is dripping from his nose and - Dan squints - is that a tooth on the pavement? Yes, it is. … Gross. Hopefully the guy knows a good a dentist.

The sound of footsteps alerts him to the arrival of even more people. Dan inspects the newcomers in irritation. There are three of them, all clad in ill-fitted suits, hair slicked back and fake gold rings on their fingers, making them look like stereotypical comic mafia goons brought to life. It would have been funny and something to laugh over with Squalo over coffee if said goons hadn’t interrupted his quiet afternoon with their petty disputes.

What a drag.

“You have five seconds.”

“Hah?” Goon #1 sneers at him, somehow turning even uglier in the process. “What do ya want, shrimp? Don’t ya see we’re a little busy here.”

Only sheer willpower prevents Dan from inspecting his nails in disinterest. Instead, he crooks an eyebrow, giving the idiotic trio his best deadpan fish stare.

“Three seconds.”

Goon #2 spots the Varia emblem on his hoodie and the Cloud clocks the moment he recognises what it stands for. He shakily points at Dan’s chest. “U-uhm… boss?”

“What?” Goon #1 snaps, but his gaze follows his friend’s finger and all colour leaves his face. “V-v-varia?”

Dan puts his hands in his hoodie pocket and smiles. “You rang?”

The way they freeze like a deer in the headlights. How they start quaking in their knock off designer shoes when realisations dawns upon them. The fear in their eyes.

Ah… making grown men piss their pants with a single look never gets old.

“By the way,” Dan drops his smile, his voice turning ice cold. “Your time is up. Better start running, boys.”

One would think that the Vendice are on their heels with how fast they scrammed.

Now, with that sorted.

Dan looks back the stranger who’s still lazing on the street. “You okay?”

“U-uhm yes…” he stutters with wide eyes that are filled with something uncomfortably close to awe. “Thank you so much.”

Feeling slightly awkward now, Dan avoids his shining gaze. “Don't mention it.”

“But-”

“Seriously don’t,” Dan interrupts him, combing a hand through his hair. He wishes this interaction was over already. He’s no good with shows of gratitude. “You should let a doctor check you over.” That should be enough polite concern, right? “I will be on my way then.”

Dan tries to speedwalk away to avoid further socialising but is hindered by a surprisingly strong grip on his hoodie.

Only his ingrained manners (thanks Mom) prevent him from breaking a hand and escaping anyways, which is probably for the best, the poor guy has enough injuries, no need to add broken bones to the list.

Dan turns around and sighs. “What is it?”

The young man gives him a solid try at puppy eyes. “What’s your name? I’m Dave by the way! You can’t just rescue me like a knight in shining armour and then disappear off into the sunset. That’s not fair at all.” He adds a pout to his pleading expression, which – in Dan’s humble opinion – just makes him look even more pathetic.

“Have you suffered head trauma recently?”

Dave cocks his head, confused. “I mean, one of them kicked my face for a bit but that was nothing, I’m good! They mostly focused on my upper body and limbs.” He lets go of Dan’s hoodie and lifts his shirt up to point at his battered torso in demonstration. “See?”

“Then, why are you spouting nonsense?” Dan takes a step back after he is freed from Dave’s clutches. “Run along and try to avoid getting beat up by shady men in the future.”

The puppy eyes start to fill with fake tears. “But they keep on finding me.”

Dan is suddenly overcome with a desperate need for coffee.

“And that’s my problem, how exactly?”

The responding grin sends shivers down his spine. It reminds him of Bel’s smug smile after he caught another one of his employees in his wire traps.

“Well, all your hard work would go to waste if they came back, wouldn’t it? So, how about you help a buddy out?” Dave winks and it would have been charming if his face wasn’t covered in dried blood. “You can start with your name and we will go from there.”

Dan barely lifted a finger, is this guy on crack? In fact… Is he trying to con him? This feels like a con.

Why did I even bother leaving my room today?

“Look, Dave,” he begins trying to salvage the situation, “if I tell you that Varia Housekeeping is always looking for new members, will you go away and let me enjoy the rest of my day off in peace?”

The other man’s jaw drops like Dan got on his knees and proposed instead of throwing in a job offer as distraction tactic.

Dan takes his surprise as an opportunity to exit the premises once again. This time he isn’t stopped physically but a broken “W-wait” still gives him pause and he reluctantly glimpses back. Dave has dropped his cocky façade leaving behind only shattered pieces and a tiny fragment of hope.

“Please. Tell me your name?”

His voice sounds fragile compared his confident tone before.

…

Dan has always been a sucker for the broken ones, hasn’t he?

Fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound.

“You can call me Chief.”

---

Hope you liked the little sneak peak into Dave's mysterious past 😊! Honestly the delay was mostly because that meeting was fighting me with tooth and nail but I managed to get it done!

I feel like I wanted to add something else but I forgot because goldfish brain lol

Anyways keep being awesome like the legend you are Ein!! Hopefully I could brighten your dim days in study hell 💕✨😊

[the-firebird69]

There's a few things happening here the rock is put into this position where he has to help Dave AKA Dan he doesn't need to be in trouble he's trying to do it and his noticing these guys are giving him s*** and it looks at and he tries to figure out what it is and then he remembers it might be that the Lord of the rings so it gets really mad says they don't tolerate you at all you know like 5 minutes to do stuff and it'll be over and then it says we have to try and the rock is your idea that's no good and he says this it sounds like you're committing suicide win sometimes they say yeah but they really mean it sounds like it so it goes on in the movie and he finds more of Dave and Dan guys took bird dogging him and harassing him and he says it's got to stop so he goes into prison sort of and sees that he's telling people about what he's doing and it's his people and he figures it out and he put several hits on him and things go crazy in the movie in the rock hits tons of them figures out the idiot is going in and out of prison but not on purpose it's really Trump and he says you people have your s*** all over the place none of it's working I don't want to be near you I don't want to be blamed I'm you I don't want you into my stuff you're just complete hokey pieces of s*** and your losers just like my nephew says you're an absolute mess and you started this fight with them it was screw because of it and you don't have no damn AI and they start saying they do so it starts going after him. He looks a little deeper finds out you're right they're sitting there going in and out paying people paying people to do a bunch of stuff but they get hit for real and then he says this is you getting hit that's not your heart and he goes that's your brain no one was no one was in there but you it was tested he says it's like magic and he said yeah that's magic so he tells him what it is and it was why is he saying that says he said before and I can't see it and he goes wow that's bad so all the sudden he got real mad start telling those people to stop making them look good he said don't forget about and all sudden Terry cheesman and all sudden he had really mad it said I can't heal cuz you don't want me to and wamo the guy got it he wants in with his wife they'll be king and queen President and vice President. No this is unfolding right now it's happening comes to a climax in the movie and a son says Biden and Camilla know about it and so why and so do you and says the roof is deep little bit past them and back to the max and I don't know what to do about this people won't shut up and they won't stop their monkey Business and it's causing them permanent harm and our son says I don't know what to do about either it's very dangerous.... He's laughing because Jonathan Moulton has made a movie named magical negroes and it actually could soft The watchmen series and they are unable to think clearly and get their asses kicked and it's been out for a week and things are changing for him he's getting his ass kicked. Terry cheesman and her agenda or his husband discovered and is fighting for his life now against the idiots clones the moron was having his people run headlong into the entire pseudo empire and his falling apart and they're status and cashes are discovered in being ripped apart along with anybody who tries holding on to it with his and New Zealand is found to be a depository is being raped viciously. There's more things going on other than that. Old enemies are collecting deaths from him and it's Trump and new enemies and they're finding the money they're going to the money centers tonight and from now until the sucker is gone and he will suffer on the way out.

Warhammer and AKA starcraft AKA Warcraft have begun down below it looks exactly like the genre the monsters have yet to enter and it hasn't been seen yet. They show the fight between the pseudo empire and the warlock and a lot of the demons are free some are possessed and are killed by what looks like their own and taken away

This genre defeats a whole bunch of people but really it's important it goes down to where the max are and they need the suits to do it without the suits they cannot leave the ships or survive in the tunnels it's too deep they found out the hard way quite a few many times. And the demons seem to do well but they don't really eventually they take suits and shrink down no then they do better. Huge piles of crap from giant monsters no the bugs don't follow them down there it's actually too cold that's why I need the suit as well massive armies have these suits DG will be under attack and bja has pledged to help him. He needs the suits and the ones that work and they're moving out and we're going to print

Thor Freya

Olympus

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Fics With Titles That Start With E (3) Masterlist

Links last checked: June 4th, 2025

part one, part two

Early Sunsets Over Monroeville (ao3) - franks_lipring

Summary: Dan and Phil find themselves trapped in Monroeville, Alabama in the midst of a zombie pandemic.

Ease My Mind (ao3) - AngelOfBooze

Summary: The dinner was supposed to be nice, but when they arrive Phils already on the verge of a meltdown and the ablest pricks sat at their table aren't helping matters.

Easter Sunday - cafephan

Summary: Rather than planning a flashy day out for Easter, Dan and Phil decide to put on an egg hunt for their daughter at home.

Easy (ao3) - ironicallyrad (snakedolls)

Summary: Contains coffee shop, pretentious and flirty boy, cake and coffee, and truth or dare in a secluded field.

easy for you to say (ao3) - phantasticworks

Summary: Phil tries to convince Dan to throw away the grey shirt. Dan can’t do it.

Easy To Forget Me (ao3) - cafephan

Summary: Dan is a poet oblivious to the world of relationships, Phil has commitment issues. They become friends with benefits. But Dan finds that over time, one of their benefits was never truthfulness.

(TW) Echoes of your voice (ao3) - A_Million_Regrets

Summary: Phil's raspy, drunken voice keeps ringing loudly in Dan's ears like a broken radio. He can't forget it, but he can't remember either. He just wants Phil to come back, but he never does.

Eighteen (ao3) - trashphantato

Summary: It was supposedly just another one night stand for Phil, and Dan wasn't oblivious to the idea. They were young, and in need of affection. But after all those hours spent online teasing one another they gradually discovered each other's personality, they unintentionally learned a bit too much bits and pieces of each other's lives far from the original plan. And no one ever complained. One night stands were too overrated anyways.

endings, endings, beginnings. (ao3) - commonemergency

Summary: A lot can happen in eleven years, he said, finishing his cup of coffee. Dan and Phil had lived a full life. It wasn’t always happy, but nothing can ever truly be happy, but it was finding the happiness and the light in those dark places.

Edges and Rims (ao3) - Spring_Haze

Summary: Phil surprises Dan with something new and exciting in the bedroom. His fantasy of having Dan sit on his face is fulfilled.

Elastic Heart (ao3) - goldfishsunglasses

Summary: Dan Howell, age 19, and Phil Lester, age 28, meet online and enter into an “arrangement”, with Phil acting as a sugar daddy to a much younger Dan. They get along great, and the sex is phenomenal, but what happens what that stops being enough? Follow them through a whirlwind year as they dance the fine line between what is acceptable, and what they really want.

electrify my heart (ao3) - fairyy

Summary: Phil is one of those people that talks to everyone. He's actually friendly, and just a generally enthusiastic person. The complete opposite of Dan, who is not one of those people.

a high school au.

Eleven (ao3) - transdimensional_void

Summary: Nerd!Phil and Goth!Dan’s lazy day together gets interrupted. Title from "Jimmy" by Tool

empty nights, synchronised (ao3) - karcathy

Summary: It's not Phil's first winter in Antarctica, so he's pretty used to how things go around here. A new face catches his eye, but before he has a chance to get to know him, things around the station start to go wrong. The long dark winter becomes a lot more exciting when your survival is at stake.

Empty Swimming Pools (ao3) - TheUKAmazingDan

Summary: Phil had made it to the Olympics, now he just had to win.

Endless Summer Night (ao3) - phanburnhamizzard

Summary: For Phil's birthday, Dan bought Hamilton tickets. Journey along with the boys as they spend an endless summer night together eating Dominos, sneaking a hand hold in the cab, and wrestling. Yes, wrestling.

Enjoin (ao3) - breatherepeat

Summary: The emails had been sent to his family and Dan attempts to process not getting a response from his father. This chapter set is heavy with angst and father issues, but it is needed to get to the other side.

envelop the lonely places (ao3) - cityofphanchester

Summary: Dan in his arms is like remembering how to breathe.

(reunion fic, dec '22)

Eschew the Chew (ao3) - Septic84

Summary: “It’s all over the BBC, Phil!” He said, pulling a travel bag out of the closet. “It’s like some virus,”

I had now fully sat up, if Dan had not have been so scared, I would have laughed at how animated he was. I grabbed my glasses and placed them on my face. “Virus?”

“Yes, it’s making people cannibalistic.”

Eternity (ao3) - velarisstars

Summary: Vampire!Phil will do anything to protect his human boyfriend, Dan. Even if that means turning him into the very thing Phil didn’t want him to be. But when Dan gets severely hurt, that seems to be the only option for the both of them.

Even Santa Ships It (ao3) - ticklishpickle

Summary: Phil wakes up the night before Christmas to find a sassy, sarcastic Christmas elf by the name of Dan in his kitchen, feet tangled up in Christmas lights and surrounded by gingerbread crumbs. Phil doesn't mind.

Everlasting Friend (ao3) - TortiTabby

Summary: What starts as pen pals in school develops to be a lifelong friendship with someone Dan gets to know better than himself. So who is he to say no when Phil asks him to be his pretend boyfriend for a week?

every kiss is a cursive line (ao3) - phantasticworks

Summary: Iydlmp Dan and Phil through the months of trials and tribulations it takes to plan a wedding… and the wedding itself. (Sort of)

every second with you, I want another (ao3) - t_hens

Summary: Dan is a night cashier at a grocery store who is bored with his life and Phil is new to town and doesn't believe in making a grocery list

Everyone knows that (ao3) - kae_karo

Summary: They fight more often than they don’t, but that’s just how relationships are. Everyone knows that.

Phil bakes when he’s worried, especially when he's worried about Dan. And Phil bakes quite a lot. Dan hates that he's the cause of Phil's nervous baking, that Phil's always so stressed because of him, but Dan has a hard time feeling too bad when the outcome is a plate of warm cookies.

everything comes back to you (ao3) - curiosityandrain

Summary: Dan and Phil grew up together in a small town, where they had a secret relationship throughout their last year of school. When it comes time to leave for university, they lose contact. Three years later, they’re both back home for summer break and decide to reconnect. They soon realize how much they missed each other. After a whole summer spent together and a road trip with old friends, Dan and Phil begin to wonder whether or not they should continue what there once was between them.

Exhausted (ao3) - breatherepeat

Summary: Dan has spent years in therapy unpacking the issues of his past and coming to terms with himself. In order to complete his journey of self-acceptance, he knew he would have to face some difficult aspects of his past. The only way to work through years of repressed memories is to bring them to light and process them.

Exile (ao3) - kae_karo

Summary: Exile's a fucking bitch

Dan finds himself kicked out of town and searching for literally anywhere out of the rain - somehow, he must have just enough luck, as he stumbles upon a seemingly abandoned house in the middle of the forest.

Except it isn't abandoned, and the resident isn't exactly...normal...

[ecto-american]

From the mouth of a criminal justice graduate: Has Danny committed treason?

If you want the short answer: No, Danny has never committed treason.

Longer answer is under the cut

First, let us define treason.

There are two ways to define it: federally and on a state level.

Federally, treason is defined within Article III, Section 3 of the US Constitution. It specifically states that reason is specifically limited to essentially war-related crimes, such as starting a war against the US or helping their enemies, such as giving them aid. Starting a war basically boils down to a group of armed people that are attempting to overthrow the government or resist their laws, and this also applies to conspiracy to those crimes (or you're actively making plans to commit those crimes.

This definition was expanded in 2001 with the Patriot Act. The relevant information here is that it mostly just gave more freedoms to prevent terrorism from happening, such as mentioning more modern technology and methods and increasing punishments for terrorism. The general gist of the definition is the same.

By state, I'm going to go by Illinois, because I personally believe that's the state Amity Park is in. However, as a general rule, most states just follow the same rules as the federal definition, they just have different punishment lengths (like how long you’d spend in prison and the amount in fines you’d pay). This is the case in Illinois, it's basically the same only they added that people who do all these war crimes “knowingly” which is semi-important in this case since Danny does a lot of things unknowingly.

As a general rule, think of treason as: Somebody who wants to overthrow their government to the point of making serious plans or actively doing it, or by helping government enemies by providing them aid and protection.

So what crimes has Danny committed? I'm only really going to go over three major things honestly.

Breaking and Entering, Robbery, Theft, etc:

In Control Freaks, Danny breaks into multiple jewelry stores under the control of Freakshow. However, since this was against Danny's will, this would likely fall under a situation of a crime under duress. This essentially means that you did a crime against your will because you were in danger. This is something that Danny would have to prove in a court of law, which is semi-debatable. Either way, even if Danny is found guilty of this: this is not treason.

Assault with a deadly weapon/Attempted Murder, especially towards a political figure:

I'm going to classify Danny's ghost powers as a deadly weapon, because I think that's a very fair assessment to make. The incident I'm specifically going to talk about is the Mayor, because that's what I see a lot of people bringing up when they talk about how Danny's committed treason. And I can see how people think that. But is it treason? Short answer is no.

Basically, I think where a lot of people get confused on this point is that in England and many previous British-controlled areas, the assassination of a political figure would be treason, but that’s not the case in America. While after JFK's assassination, it did become a federal offense to basically assassinate anybody who was acting as President or Vice President, as well as members of Congress. However, this does not mean that this is treason. It just means that it's a federal level crime as opposed to a state level crime (which is typically what murder falls under), and it does not fall under treason. It’s just a federal level of murder.

“But isn't treason somebody who wants to overthrow the government or planning on it? How does assassinating a political figure not count?” you may be wondering, and that's a very good question. The distinction here falls under the fact that while the motives are often political, it doesn't really directly lead to an attempted overthrowing of the government. It's not the best example, but a much better example of treason would be bombing the White House while multiple members of Congress, or while the President + Vice President are both in there AS WELL AS having intentions and plans to kind of storm the building and take over. The key part of treason is that they want to overthrow the government; not just hurt people.

But also on this note: based on all of this that I’ve said, Vlad has arguably committed treason against the Ghost King if we apply these same definitions. This is because Vlad purposefully took steps to overthrow the GZ government; he’s implied to that he had plans to step in and take over due to his search to get the Ring of Rage and Crown of Fire, seems to have recruited others for his cause (specifically the Fright Knight, Valerie and Danny as these are all people he got involved, even though Danny and Valerie weren’t really fully in the know), and Vlad specifically took steps to make sure Pariah Dark was locked away.

Everything within the Ultimate Enemy:

I kind of put this as a whole broad category, but if there was anything within DP to suggest that Danny committed treason, it would likely be this episode with Dan's timeline. But it's still not treason, and we know this because Dan clearly does not show any signs of being a leader. If he had committed treason, he would likely be in charge of dystopia future, but from what it seems, he just creates chaos and destruction. To commit treason is to essentially overthrow the government, and Dan doesn't really do or say anything to even imply that he's in charge of the human world. He just seems to be responsible for pain and suffering. Which again; even if he killed all the current Illinois state leadership, a key part of treason is wanting to essentially replace the government (very simplistic way of putting it honestly but the best real comparison I can give). Dan doesn't seem to be replacing the government.

[bluerose5]

Bonded

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Fandom: Venom (Marvel Movies)

Rating: Mature 

Word Count: 2,910

Relationships: Eddie Brock/Venom Symbiote

Additional Tags: Romance, Established Relationship, Fluff, Dark, Complicated Relationships, Unhealthy Relationships, mostly because of some dependency issues, with these two? go figure!, Post-Canon, Bickering, Possessive Behavior, Marriage Proposal, Some Comic Elements, Some Movie Elements, Pet Names, Drinking, Light Bondage, Mild Sexual Content, V has some bad thoughts in the beginning, but doesn't act on them don't worry, Insecurity, Praise Kink

Safe to say, Eddie hasn’t had many long-lasting relationships, and any relationship that did become serious typically ended up falling apart.

His Other was aware of this, more than they would like to be. His erratic behavior sometimes unnerved even them. Not for the same reasons that any rational human would have, but because they were afraid deep-down that Eddie would one day make them leave again, plain and simple.

Next time, it might be for good.

Part of them was filled with a gnawing ache. A worry that always lingered in the back of their mind, feeding on their insecurities.

More than once, they thought about doing something stupid and impulsive to make Eddie stay with them forever. It would be so easy. All they had to do was make him think that he has some form of a rare, life-threatening illness, kept only at bay by the symbiote's presence.

Or perhaps they could condition him to rely on them through physiological means. It would require a deft touch to maintain the dependency while keeping his personality intact, but it was possible. They would have to tap into the body’s nervous and endocrine systems. Gaining access to Eddie’s neurotransmitters and hormones could unlock a whole network of potential.

But his Other found out quickly that such methods were out of the question.

Eddie trusted them too deeply. Despite all of the drama and turmoil that they’ve put each other through, he trusted Venom with his life.

There had to be another way to keep Eddie by their side then, a way that also showed Eddie how much he meant to them.

In the chapel, Eddie acknowledged that they were a match, reminding his Other of that at a crucial moment that turned the tide.

While Eddie was nursing his second drink in a quiet, secluded bar, watching humans kick a ball around on TV, Venom was busy thinking about what this all meant for their future.

They thought about Anne and Eddie’s engagement, which in turn led to the symbiote thinking about Anne and Dan. While the former crashed and burned after their breakup, the latter somehow thrived. The symbiote tried to examine it from an outside perspective, to look at it through a lens not clouded by Eddie’s biases.

Anne said that Dan made her feel safe. Whereas with Eddie, she felt like she was constantly on a rollercoaster.

With Dan, Anne was happy, loved, committed.

Likewise, Eddie made his Other feel safe.

Because, no matter what kinds of trials and tribulations they had to go through, they always found their way back to each other.

V was glad that, if nothing else, Anne and Dan were willing to remain friends with both Eddie and them in the end. They made Eddie happy. They gave him a sense of stability and normalcy, and his Other was grateful for that.

Eddie’s happiness made Venom happy. They could only hope that the reverse was true.

Dan once said that they needed ‘couple’s counseling,’ but was that how others truly viewed them? As a couple? Was that how Venom viewed themselves?

Human relationships were so confusing.

Even sociopaths like Cletus and Frances got to live out their tragic, twisted, little love stories, all the way to the end.

After all those years apart, even they wanted to prove their devotion to each other through marriage.

A bond that transcended time.

Of course, they knew all about separations and divorce, but it was the intention within the act itself that Venom was enticed by.

Finally, they came to a conclusion.

They knew what they wanted.

As their host was taking a swig of his drink, his Other’s voice boomed loud in his mind.

Eddie!

His human jolted, beer sloshing all over the place in response. As he set the drink down on the bar, Eddie coughed when he felt that mouthful of beer slide down the wrong pipe. Beating against his chest with his fist, he waved off the bartender’s concerned glance.

“Wha—”

He didn’t even get a chance to get the word out before V continued.

Let’s get married!

“Excuse me?!” Eddie asked, his voice rising in pitch.

“Sir, can I help you?” the bartender questioned, regarding him with a wary glance.

Eddie smiled at them sheepishly.

“I, uh— Yeah! Do you mind getting me another?” Eddie asked, gesturing to his drink, which was still clearly more than half-full. “I have a feeling that I’m gonna need it.”

With a shrug, they did as he asked, probably welcoming an excuse to get away from the freak that was acting weird and talking to himself all of a sudden.

In their defense, they were pretty laidback about the whole ordeal. They simply set his beer down in front of him and returned to the opposite end of the bar, where they struck up a conversation with one of their other customers.

Eddie wrapped his hands around the glass he’s been working on, brushing his fingertips through the condensation pooling on its sides.

“Did I hear you right, V?” Eddie mumbled into his glass. He stared down into the amber-colored fluid, watching it shift as he idly swirled it around. “You want to get married?"

No need to sound so skeptical!  Venom growled defensively, bristling beneath his skin.  Is it so hard to believe that I would actually want to? That I would want you to actually commit to someone else in this relationship beyond yourself?

Eddie blinked owlishly at that.

“Okay, first, ow.” He put his hand over his heart, feigning injury from their words. “Shots fired. You must have picked that one up from Anne.”

I do not appreciate your attempts to deflect with humor, Eddie.

But Eddie continued, as if he had never been interrupted in the first place.

“Secondly, I’m not judging you for wanting to get married, okay?” Sensing that they weren’t satisfied with that answer, Eddie’s voice gentled. “Sweetheart, listen—” Now, that wasn’t fair. Any time Eddie used terms of endearment, his Other instantly melted inside him. The second Eddie felt their heart race, he smiled, warm and —dare Venom say— loving. “I was just caught off guard by your whole proposal. Up until recently, all that you seemed to be worried about was getting Anne back. Now, you want to marry me?”

Venom hummed in contemplation.

Anne makes you happy. Back then, she made you happy in a different way compared to now, which is why I was on board with rekindling things with her. Now, you are content with how the two of you left things.

“So, what?” Eddie asked, trying his best to wrap his head around everything. “You only wanted to be with Anne to make me happy?”

In a sense, but I like Anne, too!  They didn’t want to be misunderstood. For a human, she really was amazing. Then, they recalled reading something on the internet, an article about people who didn’t limit themselves as much as others in regards to love and passion.  Perhaps she and Dan can both marry us as well!

“Whoa, whoa, whoa…” Dragging his hands down over his face, Eddie chuckled under his breath, bordering on hysterical. “Slow down there, buddy. While I have a great respect for people who have the patience to take on more than one relationship at a time, Anne doesn’t—” He quickly shook his head, clenching and unclenching his jaw in a rhythmic motion. “You know, she doesn’t seem like the polyamorous type.”

How would you know?  his Other asked in confusion.

“I just do!” Eddie snapped. He didn’t even care that he was attracting more than a few stares at this point. “Alright? So, just—just drop it.”

Have you ever asked her before?  Venom countered, determined to get a straightforward answer from him.

However, when Eddie remained quiet on the matter, his Other sifted through his thoughts and feelings, eventually finding the answer for themselves.

Oh.

“‘Oh,’ what?” Eddie grumbled.

You want me to yourself.

Gaping, Eddie opened his mouth, only to snap it shut before he embarrassed himself even further.

His face warmed, blood rushing to his cheeks.

“And if I do?” Quickly, he realized that there was nothing to be ashamed of in admitting to it, not with his Other around. If nobody else could understand the need to feed that darkness inside himself, then they could. Eddie ducked his head low and whispered to them. “You’re mine, V.”

His symbiote shivered inside him, causing his entire body to tremble in delight, threatening to come undone.

Forever?  they asked, unable to contain the hope simmering inside them. With only a few words, that hope was already threatening to boil over.

“I’ll never let you go,”  they replied, speaking as one.

That promise was more than his Other could have ever asked for, but it brought them back to their original point.

Does this mean that we can get married, Eddie?

Eddie smirked, then shrugged.

“Why the hell not? Although, we’re kinda doing this whole ‘relationship’ thing backwards. You know, considering that we’ve already had a kid and all.”

And ate them!

“Yeah, right…” Eddie trailed off, lips pursed. “Not exactly what most people would consider a healthy approach to parenting.”

Paying his tab, he figured that he had creeped out the locals enough for one night.  

Time to move on to their next haunt.

Once they left the bar, Eddie wandered aimlessly throughout the city, his presence alone a challenge for anyone to try and fuck with them.

Venom shifted inside him, ready to intervene at a moment’s notice.

In our defense, I did not know that I was spawning at the time, and Carnage would have done the same —or worse— to me, had they gotten their way.

Eddie let that sink in, but leave it to him to take the conversation in a very different direction than expected.

“So, when you were pregnant—”

Spawning,  Venom corrected.

“Right, pregnant.”

His Other grumbled.

“Was that why you were acting so aggressive and stir-crazy at the time, or…?” He gestured vaguely.

That absolute dick.

They couldn’t believe what they were hearing right now.

Eddie, I’m going to strangle you.

“What the hell? What did I say?” Eddie yelped, swatting away a stray tendril that was creeping up towards his neck. “You’re kidding, right, babe?”

Silence was his answer.

Eddie nervously squeaked out, “Right, babe?!”

His Other’s head materialized in front of him, stopping Eddie in his tracks. When they snapped their teeth at him, Eddie raised his hands in surrender.

“How dare you?!”  they snarled.  “I was genuinely upset at the time, and now you’re trying to brush it off as  pregnancy hormones?”

“No, no, no…” Eddie quickly shook his head. “Of course not. It was a joke, love. A joke!”

“Liar! You human males,”  Venom sneered.  “Always trying to blame your problems on something other than yourself.”

“Hey!” Eddie couldn’t help but to laugh. “Okay, now I know you and Anne have been hanging out too much.”

“Apologize!”

“Fine,” Eddie huffed, but his smile didn’t falter in the slightest. He grabbed ahold of a tendril and dragged Venom closer. At first, the symbiote resisted, but they let Eddie have his way when he gave another tug. Eddie rested his forehead against theirs. “I’m sorry, love. You’re right. That was insensitive of me to say.”

“Hmph.”

As if that would be enough.

Eddie’s expression turned mischievous.

The symbiote wasn’t the only one would who could access memories between the two.

Eddie decided to take a page out of Anne’s book.

Abruptly, Eddie changed direction and took a sharp turn right into a nearby alley. After making sure the coast was clear, he coaxed the rest of the symbiote out until it formed that familiar frame that towered over him. Their bodies remained intertwined through a web of tendrils, connected at various points.

Eddie moved to press them against the wall, so Venom let him have his fun, maneuvering as he saw fit.

Dark eyes stared up at the symbiote through a hooded gaze, each of them in awe of the other.

“V,” Eddie whispered, toying with the tendrils that clung to his skin. “Let me make it up to you, love.”

His Other narrowed their eyes at him in suspicion.

“How so?”

“Next time we see Anne and Dan, we’ll tie the knot.” Eddie promised. He sank his teeth into his bottom lip as he drank in the sight of Venom from head to toe. He pressed closer, and Venom’s body rippled around and within him. “My big, strong,  gorgeous  symbiote deserves only the best, after all.”

They knew damn well what he was playing at. They saw through his games, yet they were powerless to resist.

“Laying it on kind of thick, aren’t you?”

Eddie flashed them a shameless grin.

Stroking his hands along the outline of their shoulders, he stood up on his tiptoes, pressing his lips to their jaw.

“Is it working?” he breathed, his voice dark and husky. “I mean, imagine it. We can have Dan or Anne officiate. They could buy one of those phony licenses online to get ordained. Although, I doubt that our type of union is gonna be acknowledged by the courts anyways.”

“Fuck ‘em then!”  

Eddie laughed. “Yeah, you got that right. The tax benefits would’ve been nice, though.”

“Eddie,”  Venom huffed,  “we are fugitives on the run. I doubt we will have to worry about paying taxes any time soon.”

“Still, it’s the thought that counts.” At their disgruntled grumbles, Eddie continued to pepper their jaw in soft kisses. “But I’ll let you plan the whole event out however you like. Whatever you want, it’s yours.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“What if I picked out a pretty dress for you?”

“Then I would rock the hell out of that dress.” Eddie winked up at them. “Is that even in question?”

No, not at all.

His Other wrapped tightly around him.

“Eddie.”

“Hm?”

“May I have a kiss, Eddie?”

“Go for it.”

He barely had time to respond before Venom had him suspended on display. Slick, black threads wrapped around his wrists and ankles. Slowly but surely, their mass spread until both of them were encased in a cocoon of writhing tendrils.

His Other closed the distance between them. Their tongue traced along the seam of Eddie’s lips, diving deeper to explore his mouth the second his lips were parted.

As with everything else that Venom did, they threw themselves into the kiss without restraint. It was rough and all-consuming, but Eddie couldn’t imagine having it any other way.

Eyes fluttering shut, Eddie’s eyelashes fanned out across his cheeks. He tried his best to keep up, moaning low in his throat when Venom’s tongue swept across his own.

Mine.

Eddie didn’t know who the thought belonged to.

He honestly didn’t even give a damn.

All he was certain of in that moment was that Venom was his, just as he was theirs.

When they eventually parted to let Eddie breathe, they both whimpered at the loss. Even with those threads of black holding him back, Eddie struggled to cling to the last remnants of their kiss.

“Easy,”  V crooned. They traced a delicate claw down the length of his neck.  “I’m here, my love.”

Nodding, Eddie panted, unable to take his eyes off of his Other for a single second.

“So beautiful,” he praised, feeling their darkness take over his mind. It was exhilarating —breathtaking, even— to be at the mercy of another. “V, if you keep this up, we might need to think about starting our honeymoon a bit early.”

All of a sudden, the symbiote was met with an onslaught of images. Graphic ones, at that.

The fantasies all revolved around Venom and Eddie, not that the Other expected anything else. Their bodies were joined, writhing with pleasure. Their minds merged, bringing Eddie unimaginable ecstasy in ways that only Venom could.

The symbiote thrived off of the promises of such fantasies, but they tried not to let it show, using the signature Eddie Brock tactic of deflecting with humor.

“You’re such a slut, Eddie,”  they teased, but then immediately backtracked, afraid that they had offended him.  “I mean that in an affectionate way, of course!”

“Of course,” Eddie agreed with a snort. “Now, come on, let’s get out of here.”

At his command, Venom started to slowly retract the tendrils until their presence was no longer visible.

Eddie exited the alley and continued on his way at a brisk pace.

Where are we going?

“Hopefully, to a decent motel.”

Venom’s laugh reverberated within the confines of his skull.

Greedy human,  they purred.

For a while, they simply enjoyed the cool breeze flowing through the night.

Eddie soon stopped at a crosswalk, squinting when a car's lights passed over them.

While they were waiting to cross, Venom’s mind prodded at his.

Hey, Eddie.

“Yes, V?”

He felt something tease along the palm of his hand.

Glancing down in question, Eddie felt his heart swell within his chest.

I love you, Eddie.

Underneath the dim glow of the streetlights, Eddie was able to make out a lone tendril, wrapped snugly around his left ring finger.

It was a near perfect replica of a wedding band.

Without missing a single beat, Eddie lifted the finger up to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss atop his new “ring.”

“I love you, too, V.”

[wouldduskwood]

Jake's POV Descendants of Despair Part 57

“Urgh,” she groaned as I drove aimlessly. “I can’t deal with this shit right now. Let’s sort ourselves out first. I can deal with Dan and all the issues he brings at some later stage.” I nodded in agreement. There was no point in her dwelling on feelings that made her feel bad or uncomfortable. “Uh, I know I told Dan I’d take care of our next hideout, but...well I...I’ve been thinking about things with us a fair bit lately. I want you to have as much say in what we are doing as I do….just...know I’m not trying to control you and shit.” I mumbled uncomfortably. My feelings were still all over the place, swinging dangerously from she was better off without me so I should leave her to stay with her and commit my life to her. Eventually one of them would win out...but I was terrified which one it would be.

As I made the offer, unwanted thoughts of Sarah began swirling around my head. Even though MC was the complete opposite to Sarah, and had proven that time and time again, the fact that I had never been good enough for anyone before was still a big boulder that I struggled to shift. I knew that she was probably in a similar situation and that thought devastated me too. How on earth could we ever be happy together? We were the least likely to succeed couple.

“Thank you,” she replied, breaking my self loathing. “Honestly, I get what that means to you. But the only places I could direct you to are too far away from here to do any good. I’m happier going to one of your next in line, even if you think it isn’t good enough.” she shrugged, putting her hand on my thigh as she did. I cringed then muttered in embarrassment, “I think you’ll regret saying that,” but I began to drive more purposefully. Maybe this would help make the decision for us.

“You know, it bothers me that Phil was shocked by being offered bail. Shouldn’t his lawyer have been there? Wouldn’t he have some idea of the proceedings? It’s like this whole shit has gotten really underhanded, and if Phil hasn’t been charged properly, what else are they willing to do? It’s put a really big spike into any investigations.” she said, rubbing her temples with her fingers.

I nodded solemnly. “Yeah that surprised me too, also the fact that he didn’t start talking straight away. Either he has something he didn’t want the officers to hear, or he is actually in some way responsible. Whatever the case, we have burned our bridges there though.” She nodded regretfully. As we wallowed in the enormity of the tasks we faced, I saw the offshoot I needed to take so slowed the car. I wasn't really happy with my choice in accommodation. I had been able to provide Sarah with so much more. A comfortable house. Nice furniture. A range of clothing and jewelry....yet she had never loved me...and now, the one girl I would die to protect, that loved me as much as I loved her...I couldn't even give her anything she deserved...or the engagement ring I so craved to provide for her.

I exited the car and watched nervously as she hopped out and made her way around the exterior of the building. “Looks secure enough,” she shrugged, grabbing her backpack and heading inside. I followed after her, once again amazed she hadn't taken off for the hills. I was sure she would be able to fend for herself better than I could provide for her.

“We will need to ditch the car before going back into town again,” She nodded in understanding, then sat with her back against a rotting wall. The action made me nervous. She had been through so much. “I guess it is back to the drawing board. Maybe we will find out more having Dan on side?” she questioned warily. I sat beside her in a show of solidarity. “Any response I give would only be further speculation. We need something that is more than just a rough guess. Something solid to grab onto.” She nodded, sighing. I wondered if she was seeing the tasks as insurmountable, like I was.

“I think we need to start being more ruthless. I’ve tried getting Jessy to give me the photos willingly, but I think now you might just have to take a copy of them from her. I’ve been too concerned with trying to make sure none of them had a mental meltdown and not concerned enough with the steps we need to take to get results.” She stated, as calmly as she could. This surprised me a little. She usually preferred talking and trying to manipulate into the desired results over me just taking them. However, I wouldn't reject her idea. It gave me some purpose. I left her to it, so I could piece together at least some of my set up and get to work.

It took a good portion of time for me to cart in various pieces of equipment and set them up in an area that was dry. The old generator wasn't too much of a challenge. Finally, I was able to begin searching for the files we needed. As my computer searched, I decided I needed to check she was okay. She had looked so drained. I emerged from indoors and found her on the ground. I made my way to her side, concerned but not wanting to add anymore pressure to her. “It’s going to take a bit of time to come through. Listen, I hate to say this, but maybe we need to meet up with the others. Make judgments on what they actually know…” my voice petered off to a whisper. I had been thinking this for a while but it was still not an option I really had a lot of faith in. Something had to happen though. We couldn't keep going like this. She looked at me thoughtfully.. "What if we try to cut each one off from the herd? See if we can make them turn on each other" she asked. Her idea had merit. It would mean we could spot inconsistencies in their stories and establish likely liars. It was also heart breaking in that she must have been feeling that none of the Duskwood detectives were trustworthy enough to rule out as a potential suspect. She deserved friends and...just...love in general.

Part 58

[ahappydnp]

husbands, shot gun wedding, divorce……. yeah okay dan ‘fear of commitment’ howell

Maybe it's a good thing he won't put a ring on it. Married Dan would be truly obnoxious with the Phil did something annoying so now I get to yell divorce/'this guy' but he says 'ugh can you believe I vowed myself to this idiot'/ 'when I said for better or worse that wasn't an invitation to be the worst'

We'd all be begging the health inspector to close down the ice cream shop.

[omegatheunknown]

AEW ALL OUT 2021

In which, not to get ahead of myself here, AEW puts on one of the best major wrestling shows in several years*, following the simple yet effective principle of giving the people what they want and sending everyone home happy and hungry for more.

- The incredibly 'Nitro' ending of the go-home Dynamite, which ran a little long on the 'heels beat everyone up and strut around like assholes almost too in desperate need of comeuppance' bit, short of garbage raining into the ring, did actually increase the heat for both promoted matches. Again, not rocket science, but executed perfectly. Catharsis was on the card, and catharsis went over several times Sunday. - Again, it's time to move on from the Casino theme, shuffling the deck and drawing suits really only detracted from the Battle Royale and seemingly always throws the production crew a curve. If they haven't hammered it by now, it's not going to happen. - Bit unhappy about the PAC/Andrade situation, but still over the moon with Andrade's promo style and Chavito being unhelpful at best.

*Pre-Card

Best Friends and Jurassic Express v The Hardy Family Office and The Hybrid 2 (**) - Not usually much to say about a loaded-up multiteam boondoggle, particularly when the show has yet to begin, but there were some moments worth sitting up to take notice -- there's a lot of talent in the ring, even if Jack Evans/Angelico aren't going to be more than mid-level mooks, little matchups with guys like Luchasaurus and Chuck Taylor are opportunities for innovative/weird spots. - Really this match exists to show-off Jungle Boy, play his theme song twice, and work him in to the aforementioned spots. I don't rightly know what Jungle Jack's ceiling is, but it sort of feels like he's plateauing, at least this version of himself. - Dan Lambert thing is interesting in that it doesn't seem to easily lead to something obvious... I mean who are Scorp and Ethan Page feuding with by proxy here, the concept of contemporary professional wrestling? Orange Cassidy and Kenny Omega?

*Main Card

Miro (C) v Eddie Kingston for the TNT Championship (***1/2) - 'Redeem Deez Nuts' T-shirts now available -- and made immediately redundant now that Miro has graciously redeemed Eddie's nuts. - Imagine looking at Miro, listening to Miro talk, and not really being able to figure out this guy is money. Also imagine panicking when he took a little while to find his groove in AEW. 'The Redeemer' is both entertaining and terrifying, and this match delivered heavily on the promise of two big fellas smacking together repeatedly. - Not only does Eddie's arsenal of power moves target Miro's neck, he may also be quite difficult to put in the full reclined camel clutch. Or he'd quite literally snap in half. It didn't come to that. - Weird heel turn by Bryce's attention span and the overall weirdness of the finish is all that kept this from being an excellent match, otherwise this was a tremendous curtain jerker and started off a dangerously fun run of pure adrenaline.

Jon Moxley v Satoshi Kojima (****) - The stakes were nebulous, the build was abrupt, yet this was a fantastic match and tremendous showcase for an underappreciated great who has been more or less just toiling for a bunch of years as a NJPW Dad. Same deal for Nagata, and I assume Tenzan is the same, Taka Michinoku even -- let's see it. - I have to assume the Cozy Lariat might have put Mox down, but Kojima otherwise played the hits (Koji Cutter, Piledriver, Brainbustaaaa) in a big way and Moxley once again proved he's become a very well-rounded wrestler who can match the intensity of just about any former IWGP champion. - More to the point-- KAZE NI NARE -- out of nowhere, too. Or out of nowhere to those not paying attention to the whereabouts of Minoru Suzuki (Right, he's just over here to fight Daniel Garcia and not Mox?), which I guess is to my own peril. Wow, though. Surprise Number 1- a complete surprise, and a welcome one. Let's have it.

Dr Britt Baker, DMD (C) v Kris Statlander for the AEW Women's Championship (****) - I love Kris and her best friends but she didn't have a prayer of dethroning Britt. She got one promo, several weeks ago, and though she did make a meal of Hayter and Rebel, the chase has been abrupt and not given much discussion, other than Mark Henry and whomever else acknowledging what is extremely evident -- Statlander is stronger than she looks, and she looks really strong. They've got her doing Cesaro-level 'modify your grip while holding your opponent's entire weight' nonsense, and it's amazing and scary. - Even with the reign of the good doctor not being credibly threatened, this was an excellent match that demonstrated the continued growth of the competitors in the women's division, even as it underlined that their storylines remain undercooked and perfunctory: Orange Cassidy whipping off his shades to urge Stat to get up was a beautiful moment. Britt's Panama Sunrise, also, too sweet. Statlander eating shit on her 451 and her pendulum moonsault was properly brutal, as were Britt's curb stomps. Really great match between these two. - Again, if they had bothered to write anything into this story, such as Kris' alien physiology making her immune to the lockjaw or something... actually, maybe that's a terrible idea. it's an idea. Undefeated challenger is defeated, on to the next for Dr Britt. Statlander and OC should tag against some of the boys.

The Young Bucks (C) v The Lucha Bros for the AEW World Tag Team Championship(*****+) - Can't not mention the insane entrance lined up for Fenix and Penta. It was bewildering, it was enchanting, it was aggressive, it was hype. It also reminded everybody how very badly we all wanted the Lucha Bros to win. The crowd has been setting new peaks with their volume since Punk showed up, but things were absolutely thunderous and ecstatic at the end of this match. Absolutely valid response. I yelled on the couch. - Nick's facial hair was a bigger tell that it was time for the Bucks to lose than anything else about this build. There's literally nowhere to go from there -- they've done the hair, the bandanas, the kicks, the animal print, the dangly earrings -- peak visual heel for this time and place. - Sincerely thought this was going to be too much of a full sprint spot-fest (the PWG-esque circle of trading blows is not really 'my thing') but even so they kept finding gears, and ramping and ramping and adding blood and brutality along the way. Even a bit of levity, with the tacked up sneaker, followed by the sincerity of Penta throwing himself in harm's way to protect his brother. Immense match, I think you'd have to go back to the Bucks vs the Addiction and MCMGs Ladder War to find a more thrilling tag team gimmick match. - If there's a single flaw to be found it's in the production not really settling on wide angles for simultaneous action at the start of the match. They figured it out. - Rey Fenix is the best luchador in the world.

Women's Casino Battle Royale (**1/2) - If nothing else, this really shows off that they now have a surplus of women's wrestlers who deserve time to hang in the ring. Unsurprisingly, the match picked right up when Thunder Rosa and then Jamie Hayter got to the ring, with additional props to Tay Conti and Jade Cargill, who was dumped rather unceremoniously given her general booking... - Okay, there was something else. Welcome to the rechristened Ruby Soho, who I've not seen a lot of outside of her extremely limited showcase in WWE, but she has so many friends in the back and in the industry and that's never for nothing, not in wrestling, anyway. Intrigued to see where she fits, and if the women ever get more than a match per show. - Touched on this in the preamble but this was the roughest part of the night for the home viewer, just weird decisions on cutting away from various entrances to show... nothing in particular happening. Also while the commitment to not-kayfabing the countdown clock is... admirable? It makes the pacing hinky. - Almost everyone who got new gear for tonight was looking like the white ranger -- Nyla, Swole, Bunny, someone I'm missing. Except Anna Jay, whose stars and glitter gear looked great.

MJF v Chris Jericho for the fate of Jericho's in-ring career (***) - MJF's unauthorized homage to Y2J's entrance: good. Fozzy's guitarist going off tempo with the instrumental Judas: weak, and would've been sad if this were the end for Jericho. Especially as the build has felt... muted, somehow. - Props to the commentary for continuing to feed the red herring of 'in AEW,' as a caveat to stipulation, it did feel like... a remote possibility that MJF would win. - Credit to Aubrey for calling this one down the middle and not putting the fix in for her friend Jericho, and I guess the Dusty finish will give MJF plenty to gripe about. - MJF wrestles with a pure heel style, holds, chops, blocks, and Jericho is fifty years old, so the level of wrestling on exhibition in these matches is well beside the point. It was solid to good, and I was fighting burn out from the first half of the card's level of excitement.

CM Punk v Darby Allin (***1/2) - There are a couple benefits of Darby as a dance partner, and it's certainly better than having to watch Punk return against like, QT Marshall or Shawn Spears. Darby does make everyone look slow, but he can also be tossed around, and this raises his profile even in defeat, obviously. That said, the stakes here are... meta, at best, in that we want to see the man look good and justify the hype. It's a weird thing to root for. He certainly does look good. (Tights? Tights!) - It's fun to theorize about actually booking an angle where Punk is rusty and needs to regain his prowess, and maybe he'll stumble, but maybe the most we get out of that angle is hitting the GTS a little close to the ropes so Darby falls right out of the ring, in what was, for me, the spot that justified this whole match. - Sting's proud step-dad aura is still a hell of a thing, I really liked the end of the match kudos all around. - Match was good, hard to hang my emotions on. I wasn't watching WWE when Punk was in WWE. Definitely feeding off the excitement of others a bit here, and he sure can talk. I'd like to see him cultivate a stable, certainly.

Paul Wight v QT Marshall (n/r) - ...popcorn match? QT Marshall is like the anti-Daniel Garcia in that while his prominence and presence is just as inexplicable, I don't want it to continue, and he doesn't justify it in the process. - Match was two minutes longer than it needed to be.

Kenny Omega (c) v Christian Cage for the AEW World Championship (****1/2) - Crowd was both burnt out and more or less waiting for the post-match angle. Which I get. it's hard to cruise to the main event and having seen all the different things we've already seen on this card, even a singular performer like Kenny Omega and a legend with whom he (surprisingly? fittingly?) has superb chemistry with in Christian Cage were up against it to deliver something memorable. - Context dependent, I can definitely see rating this below their Rampage match, especially since... I mean Christian isn't winning the AEW title off Kenny at this or probably any other event. - But! It was really good! It was very good! They really do match-up well, and Kenny's v-trigger has rarely looked more devastating than when it knocks Christian flat. Christian got cut open in a novel and initially worrying way, and Kenny followed up a botched moonsault with a harder version of the same move off a rail, but it was a really great match and it deserved more energy than was available.

Post-Show - Calling back and inverting the end of Dynamite, The Elite strut about the ring, slightly less stoked than they were on Wednesday, but with the Bucks smiling through the pain, and Jungle Boy once again subjected to violence for his misguided heroism, Kenny 'not much a promo' Omega lays down a killer line about nobody being fit to challenge him who isn't unavailable, already tired or dead. - The Undertaker ADAM COLE, BAY BAY as Surprise #3 was a minor stroke of brilliance, and a fun swerve because while it's exciting to see him, his appearance at this point in the narrative does nothing to solve the problem of The Elite beating up Christian and Jungle Boy. Unless he's still sore about his unsolved murder, which he isn't. Storytime with Adam Cole is back and it's beautiful. Also Jungle Boy died for this. - Okay. But. Just. Okay. CM Punk and Bryan Danielson are All Elite. They will hopefully tag together. Bryan will head to NJPW, almost definitely. Minoru Suzuki just walked in and started slugging on Mox. The Forbidden Door is wide open. Will Kenny Omega one day return to Wrestle Kingdom? There are so many possibilities and they are all very exciting. This was a phenomenal show and it didn't have Hangman Page, Cody Rhodes, FTR, Santana and Ortiz, PAC, Andrade, Sammy Guevara, Team Taz, and the rest.

- Wrestling is good, actually. Imagine watching like five hours of wrestling and loving wrestling at the end of it.

*What competes- WK11, Dominion 2018, 2019, DoN 2019, 2021.. All-In, probably. Wrestlemania 30. A few Takeovers. Kris Wolf's retirement show...

[jemej3m]

hi i love love love your writing! sorry if people have been asking this but ive been looking for a part three of your lawyer!andrew and neil is on trial for killing his father and I wasnt sure if I missed it or if you haven’t continued it. Just wondering thank you ❤️

well GUEsS WHAT MY FRIEND 

its here!!!

(p1 / p2)

*

Andrew didn’t like to drag things out, but the prosecution did. They always did. It was their only joy in life, especially in appeals: tease every possible fraying strand of a case till they were three weeks into the trial and the jury was dead on their feet. 

And yet, here he was, on the second day of his closing. He’d never made it to a second day: once he’d finished a closing in five minutes. 

Neil had grown progressively more antsy over the three weeks, desperate for a resolution. Every time he was scanned into court, Andrew took his favourite key and slipped it into his pocket. Every time he left to be escorted back to his temporary holding cell in Baltimore’s central policing station, he gave it back for safekeeping. Andrew would hold it, the metal still warm to the touch, the teeth of the key worn with how many times Neil would run the tips of his fingers over it. 

Professionalism, Betsy had warned him. 

But damn it all to hell: Andrew was gone. 

“Mr Minyard, if you would continue where we left off last night?” the judge drawled. Andrew could read people better than books: it wasn’t looking good. This was his last chance.

He stood up, shoved down the strange anger that had simmered beneath his skin every time the prosecution slid their pompous gazes over him, and closed his laptop. His briefcase. Put away his notes and hooked his thumbs into the pockets of his slacks. 

“Your honour,” he said, with as much grace as his perpetually bored tone allowed. “This case is beyond that of my client. That much we can all agree upon.”

He waited for an answer. 

The judge cocked her head. “Yes, Minyard.” 

“It is a gruesome story of a luckless, loveless marriage, made for the sakes of alliances and blood money. Mary Wesninski paid that price with her life, when her husband took his favourite weapon - a cleaver - to her throat. My client was 17 when that happened. He was a minor. A child.” 

He turned to the jury. “Over and over, I have rebutted the prosecution’s solitary and feeble argument that my client is Nathan Wesninski’s son. The very Nathan Wesninski who earned his name, the Butcher, through bloody campaigns and fearmongering. That Nathaniel Wesninski was destined to follow his father’s path and continue his legacy.” 

“If it weren’t for his mother, perhaps he would have,” Andrew said, rocking back on his heels. “Without intervention, there’s no doubt that Nathaniel Wesninski would have been a carbon copy of his predecessor, and just as bloodthirsty. But that man -” he pointed at Neil. “That man is not Nathaniel Wesninski. Not in the way his father wanted him to be.”

“We’ve seen the pictures of my client’s torso. The bullet wounds and gruesome knifings that he earned whilst clawing desperately to free himself from his father’s iron grasp. Worse still: we’ve seen the proof of a tormented childhood, skin torn off by a hot iron, stitches from misplaced butter knives at the dinner table when Junior, seven years old, didn’t sit still enough. A crooked nose, broken three times before he managed to escape.”

He looked to the one woman who he knew would recognise this pain, this trauma. 

“You should have no doubt in your minds that this man here, my client,” Andrew said, voice lowered down. “This man was simply fighting for his life. He was running from his worst nightmare, clawing desperately for freedom when all he’d known was pain, chains and despair. He fought against what his father wished for him, every step of the way. In self-defence, he rid the world a serial killer. A rapist. A man who had committed every atrocity known to humankind. If anything, we should be thanking him.”

The room had gone deathly quiet. 

“Ask yourselves,” he said, taking a deep breath. “Is purging the world of a monster that monstrous of a thing to do?”

He turned back to the judge. 

“My client has served his time. He’s done twice as long as he should have for manslaughter, which is the true nature of this crime. Repeatedly, my client has expressed his willingness to comply with parole measures and prove himself a functioning member of our society. If you have any humanity left within you,” 

He looked over his shoulder at Neil. The man held his gaze, blue eyes so intense that Andrew nearly lost his train of thought. 

“Any humanity at all,” he continued. The judge looked down at him, face blank. “You would grant his mother her dying wish, and finally let this injustice rest.” 

He returned to his desk. “That’s all, your honour.” 

It took her a few moments to clear her throat and call: “Court adjourned.”

Two policemen came and cuffed Neil’s hands behind his back. Andrew had done everything he could: it was out of his hands now. He mightn’t ever see Neil again, if by the afternoon the jury had decided Neil’s pleas were worthless and had him sent him right back to maximum security. 

“Thank you,” the man said, just before he was turned away. “You were amazing.” 

Andrew remained very still until the courtroom was empty. 

Now all he could do was wait.

*

“The ‘dying wish’ thing was intense,” Matt commented around a mouthful of falafel. Dan flicked a crumb off his tie, looking at him with an irritated fondness. Both of them -  Wymack too - had sat in for both days of his closing. Dan because she pretended she had any sense of authority over Andrew, Wymack because he was Andrew’s boss, and Matt because he was fatally friendly and had never missed a closing of any of his coworkers, even Andrew. 

“The whole thing was intense,” Dan grumbled. 

“I bet the sexual tension was off the charts,” Allison called out, kicked up her feet onto her desk as she ignored Renee’s unsubtle shushing. 

Andrew ignored them all. 

“We’re just waiting for the verdict?”

“We’ll be called in when the jury’s ready.” 

“It’s been two days. They’ve dragged this on long enough.” 

The phone on his desk started ringing. He shoved it against his ear and said “What.”

“Mr Minyard? This is Amy Johnston from the Post, I was just wondering if you wanted to comment on the outcome of your most recent case -”

He slammed the phone back down onto the receiver, jolting his coworkers out of their idle chatter. He was going to kill Nicky for letting the press through. His cousin was useless, and the press were even worse: there was no outcome. The jury had been silent for 2 days, and at this rate, it’d probably go into three. 

Wymack texted him. I know you’re still at the office. Go home. 

 Andrew didn’t need to be told twice. 

He careened his ludicrously expensive car into the driveway of his small home. Being a lawyer did have its perks, even if his fellows were curious busybodies and he got attached to impossible cases. He’d crack a better whisky tonight and herald in the news of him impending failure half drunk. 

He was never taking a case like this again. Of course, there was no case quite like Nathaniel Wesninski’s, but the point still remained.  

He unlocked his front door, stepped inside, and immediately stilled. 

The heater was on. 

His briefcase, blazer and tie came off, thrown haphazardly in the general direction of Andrew’s study. When he entered his kitchen, he skidded to a stop. 

“Hi,” Neil said, skin far more bronze without the gaudy orange jumpsuit. Andrew just stared. The man ducked his head down, lacing his fingers behind his back. “I - uh, I got Wymack to call you in sick for the verdict. Wanted to surprise you.” 

“You knew,” Andrew said. “You knew the outcome?”

“Of course,” Neil snorted. “Had to do something with the bloodmoney. Don’t worry, it was only two of them. The rest you had hooked.”

“I don’t know why I’m surprised,” Andrew said flatly. Neil’s grin flashed, but he was clearly way out of his depth here. Free and nervous about it. Here, because he thought that Andrew would be the only one that cared. 

And he did. For the first time, he did. 

The man gestured at his ankle. “18 months parole. It’s a bit heavy but I’ll get used to it with time, I guess.” He rubbed the back of his neck, curls bouncing. “Gotta find somewhere to live, I suppose. Figure out how normal life works. I’m applying for a name change: the first random name generator on Google gave me Josten, so that’s probably what I’ll go with.”

“You’re a disaster,” Andrew managed, fighting every urge not to reach out and comb his fingers through the man’s hair. 

“What else is new?” Neil joked. 

“You said you’d go to law school.”

His eyes widened slightly. “You’re holding me to that?” 

Andrew shrugged. “It’s your life.”

“I suppose you’ll regret taking me on when I end up stealing your cases,” Neil teased, leaning a little closer. 

Andrew reached up and tugged on Neil’s collar. “I don’t believe in regret. But I sure as hell will give you the challenge.”

Neil’s lips quirked up at the side, warping his scars and making Andrew’s chest ache.

“Stay,” Andrew said, softer than he intended. 

And, now that he could choose to, Neil Josten, freshly minted and definitely real, whispered: “Okay.”

*

wow only months later did i finally figure out what i wanted from this 

srry its so short!!

[my-love-jake-love]

(Untitled 🙃) (MC's strange premonition 3)

* FBI Teddy approaches the FBI Chief *

FBI Teddy: I ​​don't want to get involved in your case, but do you really want her to die?

FBI chief: what are you!? Of course not. When she'll get worse, she herself will tell us everything

FBI Teddy: But I don’t think so, I don’t want to be clever, but wouldn’t it be better to accept her terms, at least we could find Hannah. If she dies, then we can't find Hannah or Jake.

Chief FBI: She won't die. That hacker is definitely come for her, you saw how much she wants us not to hunt Jake. so they are somehow close.

FBI Teddy: I think it'll be too late before he gets here.

Chief FBI: WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST I DO THEN? WE RECEIVED AN ORDER TO FIND THE HACKER. THEY'RE NOT INTERESTED IN HANNAH'S DISAPPEARANCE!

FBI Teddy: JUST TALK TO HER IN A CALMER TONE.

FBI Chief: YEAH, I ALREADY TRIED IT. SHE DOESN'T WANT TO TALK TO ME.

FBI Teddy: Then leave it to me, maybe I can do it

FBI Chief: Do what you want! I'm already tired of this story!

FBI Teddy: I won't let you down! Bring the MC to the interview room.

FBI Teddy: Hi, my name is Teddy. Now I’m to investigate your case.

MC: ...

Teddy: There's nothing you want to say to me?

MC: What should I say to you?

Teddy: Well ... for example, that it was nice to meet you ...

MC: I'm VERY HAPPY!!!

Teddy: Hmm… Do you want to eat or drink anything?

MC: no…

Teddy: But you don't look like it…

MC: I said NO!

Teddy: Okay, let's continue… We need to find Hannah as soon as possible. Before she gets hurt…

We really need your help… You know a lot about the man without a face, please help us.            

MC: I told you, I'll help you if you stop following Jake.

Teddy:  understand us, he made a very big mistake that cannot just be forgiven, we received an order to catch him, it's all out of our hands…

MC: I promise you, he won't do it again, he won't tell anyone what he saw there, I don't even know what he looks like. Please ... you can do something * MC is crying * or tell them he committed suicide and something like that ...            Teddy: If you don't even know what he looks like, why are you so worried about him? Is he your brother? a relative?

MC: ... he's... my friend. Best friend!

TEDDY: ... okay, I agree. We'll stop chasing Jake. And you will answer all my questions about the loss of Hannah, and follow my orders, ok?

MC: really!? I agree! * MC smiles*

Teddy: * smiles back * my first order: you have to eat something, then rest, otherwise you have no strength at all, you owe us healthy.

MC: can I call Jessy first? I just want to warn her that I'm all right, she's probably very worried…

Teddy: I have to ask first ... although you know, I'd rather take you to her. Only on the condition that you promise to be ready by 8 in the morning tomorrow, I will pick you up from there, we need to make a plan for our future actions…

MC: Are you kidding?!

TEDDY: No. Just so no one knows about our plan, okay?

MC:  Of course!

FBI Chief: Teddy come here

Teddy: I'm coming ... and I'll be right back

FBI Chief: ARE YOU CRAZY?! YOU JUST WANT TO LET HER GO? SHE'LL RUN AWAY!

TEDDY: No, he won't. I believe her. I saw the truth in her eyes.

FBI Chief: IF SHE ESCAPES OR IF YOU FAIL TO FIND HANNAH, YOU WILL BE PUNISHED, CRUELLY PUNISHED!

Teddy: I know, just let me do what I think is right.

Chief FBI: you have a week to find Hannah, if you do not succeed, then you will be fired

Teddy: OK

Teddy: Come on, I'll take you to Jessy's

MC: Is everything all right? What did they tell you?

Teddy: Nothing interesting, let's go ...

MC: okay

 Teddy:  this is Jessy's house

MC: Thank you so much Teddy, I owe you one  

Teddy: Just don't forget, you have to be ready by 8am tomorrow. If they ask you why I'm picking you up, tell them you need to sign some documents.              

MC: OK, thank you Teddy * gets down from the car*

Teddy: Wait, MC!

MС: what happened?                                                                                  

Teddy: * gets down from the car and opens the trunk* Here, take this, it's your suitcase.

MC: thank you…

TEDDY: I have to go, see you tomorrow.

MC: See you tomorrow Theo *MC smiles*

Teddy smiles back and walks away*

 * knock-knock* *Jessy opens the door*

JESSY: MC?! THE GUYS ARE MS!!! * hugs her*

All: WHAT?!

MC: Jessy ...   I've missed you so much

JESSY: Come in... sit down here...  

Richy: MC... are you all right?

Phil: I missed you…

Dan: Welcome back.

Cleo: MC ...  I'm so glad to see you.                                                                

Thomas: what did they tell you?

Lilly: You were found not guilty?

MC: Guys take turns... I'll tell you all everything… I'm all right…

Yes, they found me not guilt ... only I have to go there for several days in order to sign several documents ...                                                                             Richy: What other documents?

MC: Well ... about what I don't know who Jake is…

Jessy: By the way, Jake, do you think it's worth telling MC about Jake?

МС: Did something happen to him?  What are you hiding from me?

Jessy: Nothing, Jake called us and said he was worried about you.                

MC: Is he all right? But I thought your cell phones were taken away

Lilly: Yes, it was, but this phone just appeared in my bag by itself

MC: Where is this phone now? I need to talk to him!

Dan: Well, no… I won't let you call him... you've already suffered for him…

MC: Jessy ... where is this phone? Give it to me please…

JESSY: Of course ... but he called from an unknown number. We'll have to wait for his call. During this time, we will order dinner and have dinner together!

Dan: great idea

Jessy: and MC will answer all our questions, do you agree MC?

MC: of course!

*at the table, everyone was laughing and asking MС different questions, and MС was most waiting for Jake to call*

* phone rings*

MC: IT'S JAKE!  WHERE'S THE PHONE?

Jessy: MC calm down, here it is…

Dan: Hm... I have to teach him a lesson. MC give me the phone ...  

MC: What do you want to do?

Dan: You'll see... *picks up the phone*  

Jake: Any news on MC?

DAN: YES! SHE'S DEAD NOW ARE YOU HAPPY?

JAKE: What the hell are you talking about?

Dan: YOU COULDN'T SAVE HER!

JAKE: IT COULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED!

Dan:  BUT IT DID!                                          

Jake: I don't believe you!

Dan: If you don't believe me, come to MC's funeral tomorrow. You'll see for yourself

Jake: WHAT?! BUT...*he's crying* What have I done?!

Dan: YOUR TEARS WON'T HELP YOU, THEY WON'T BRING MС BACK TO LIFE!

MC: Give me the phone. It's not funny anymore…

Jake: MС?!

Dan: Even that's not enough for him!

JAKE: MC! YOU... YOU'RE ALIVE! I - I was so scared…

MС: with me everything is in order… Don't mind Dan, he's just kidding.

Jake: I don't know what would happen if it was true... * crying* I'd go crazy

MС: Everyone calm down... you have no idea how happy I am... to know that you are safe

Jake: They didn't hurt you?

MС: Don't worry, I'm fine.

Jake: You'd better get out of Duskwood. It's safer that way.

MС: I'll leave when I find Hannah

Jake: You better leave now

MС: But Hannah needs my help                                                                      

Jake: I can't put you in danger because of her quest. I'll think of something. I'll find her myself.

If that maniac finds out you're here, he might hurt you, too. And I won't let you suffer again. I'm going to book you a plane ticket and you'll be on the first flight back to your city!

MС: But Jake…

Jake: And without any, BUT!

MС: Sorry Jake, I'm not leaving until I find Hannah. Bye. * hangs up the phone*

JESSY: Yeah, he's right. You go to your city.

MC: Do you really want me to leave? *phone ringing, the MC rejects the call*

MC: Nothing will happen to me ... trust me. * Jake made it so that he could listen to their conversation*                                                                                     Jessy: You misunderstood me, you have no idea how much I want you to stay, I don't want to lose you too MC, understand…

MC: I can't leave now Jessy... I have to sign some documents don't you remember?  

Jake: What other MC documents? * there is a sound from the phone *

MC: how did you do it?!

Jake: I ask what other documents, MC?!  

Dan: Hey you, stop yelling at the MC!

MC: I just need to sign documents saying I don't know you

Jake: MC, you think I don't know how the FBI works?! They don't do that! Why are you lying to me?! (if in real life need to sign documents, just imagine that in this universe they don't do that, I just couldn't find any information about it 😁)

Thomas: Are you lying?! MC, did you lie to us?

Dan: MC?

MC: No! I'm telling you the truth!

Jake: MC, please tell me the truth, I'll help you. Why did they let you go?

MC: I'm telling you the truth! Believe me! * MC is crying*

JESSY: That's enough! Leave her alone! If she said she was telling the truth, then that's the whole truth! Everyone, it's time for you all to go home. Jake that's enough. Just call back tomorrow.

Jake: I'll get to the truth! *the phone is disconnected*

Richy: Okay, guys, let's go... that's enough for today

Phil: MC, if you want, I'll take you to my place.

JESSY: PHIL!

Phil: I just suggested it

JESSY: JUST GO! Come on, MC, I'll show you to your room

*Everyone's gone *

Jessy: Do you want to talk to me about anything?

MC: I want to be alone

JESSY: Then good night, MC

MC: Jessy ... thank you for everything ...

Jessy: We're friends, and friends don't leave each other in the lurch * Jessy leaves *

MC: This is all for your own salvation Jake.

 END OF THE THIRD PART

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BAD BOYS FOR LIFE - Official Trailer

mr dodos porche he is mac daddy and to say use my Father and Mother from Germany areaas and mama and papa Porche too and as a vehicle somehow and these ride in it use it too and the empire has them do elicit stuff in mr d car a friend from a supposed spy ring vs gte and ok

Zues Hera

and we see vehicles. and modus operendi  and it is important and cutsto the bone and way way out there putting it in the upblic eye i agree. the motif arms and to fight each ohter.  modus.  is us as cops and he tied to us and garth who brings it in.  tied to dan and they hang as does ken.  and a closed circle there and we in court always threats galore. and he says we use it but we cn cinch it.  and they pressure us to they do. and i it is them.  and we wont the psuedo empire may.  they know he does not import arms at all.  has no real ties only old cars. but really  they insert stuff and more.  and we are in wonder no. say this y ou are just saying stuff. and there are no real ties. 

will smith and marcus

no real ties. he sits says hit and stuf no. not on the psudo empire no.  not really.  and we say he does so what. and with a lot of stuff.  and angers his and others.  it is similar to what tehse say.  and has little affect.  but the threats are real and w e use them ornot and he says so what. you get hit as you did when i was in the mental hosptial and true too.  sowe look see we gained and he says prob not.  

and he says your calling em a criminal will try to charge me for fake crimes may imprison me but for crimes i did not commit and for stuff youcant prove at all.  it is a vegatable play he says  true too. so we look. ned him wound in but this stinkss

macs

and you see. it is abhorant over the top now we wiil nuke us. and then what.  and tommy f snickers you hit each other i fly now.  and then this they cant take the ship ar rigged andnyc is rigged gets taken daily, and buncker similar and ok he says ok so. we fight and stuff. but jesus ok i shot at him. pushed  by who. dont know

tommy f

we do know who.  and he is smiling and is a moron so next ok you diiot ken you didnt. and he smiles oh yeh could have died for real.  bouncing off him lol.  and it is like this he wants us to nail it home sees why. gets it an says it. nothing for me at all between  you three idiots. and they say it.  we drain him dry of any stuff for us.  and none. no hope and more and he says you sit and wither me. and true too.  so they see it not are blinded by tons of stuff all his idea heythink thiers fully. so i say this a bvaluable excersize shows his situation. they threaten using the same thing and for diferent tuff and can each trigger it.  and dont get it.  no good guys.  onlly the president and vp who  pay if he is caought but dont believe it anymore.  and our son says it nails it.  the empire is fried.  dont care anymore and the morlock got to them. good.they were suppsoed to. and they act. but really they wont do a thing for our son.   you see they rub the porche in his face as they the morlock do too.  and it tuns into this odd stuff

““you are exxtorging our son to win and he wont do it and you dont then, and forcing nthing and he hates you here. and wont team up for nothing have lame reasons and excuses. and he said it ad yo u are mean.  so he says this.  we use you up and take over. to stop the empire. as he is between a rock and a hard place.  and wont budge cant or he will be harmed anyways.  now none want to help him here and macs too. stop the cards and mail.  tons hate them and should know they are on lists and to fight.  and call thiers to send and fight.

we do so now and involve ours our people are subject to this and that is the code they sand.  take thier cars use them implicate and suspected to be us and we do it force sales and repo and moreThor Freya

we are were on it see this. nwo they all wont stop and today ridiculous. and yes tons will die.  forgieners inflluence it and are part of the issue.  and we are at them too. and soon you shall fall morlock. and a bit better then pusudo empire and better. and  macs will us code forg counter and they will see and fight and we can work with it. you are slugs and sloth and mean and lack intelligence to see your errors that cause tbi.  

and he is on tv if he ha s an outburst is fired. same here but they mss it.

Thor Freya

really i saw it. called it.  and most  macs of any kind are doa

Zues

and your right my husband they are so weak lame and the empire full of shit loves it we need action and tons of it up soon.  them out.  knock each other out.  and it is very very annoying. sitting off venus and you all get picked off easily and to the last shihp is just outrageously aweful loser stuff. and here the same i wither and suffocate and as does mac and ken bill will nd others.   they will fight now are. and psuedo empire will hit tons. and vica verca and will be out both.  but really they need to leave now

Zues again andme up top Hera

they will be out shortly we assure youa nd the psuedo empire.  and they are small in teh southern hemisphere the south part is at 5%.  lose now.  and  from there to the jungles both about 17% and drops fast but this is important. they go in circles and harass one person and Hera too but he takes the brunt.  and she apreciates it.  and they are aweful ad really really dumb.  faggots too we hit he says it ok tht is them there. we fire on them pull them out now

Thor Freya

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