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meownotgood · 2 years ago

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sense of control. / hayakawa aki

"have you ever had your finger bitten?"

pairing: control devil!aki x gn!reader

word count: 4.1k

tags: 18+, suggestive content, aki is the control devil, teasing, corruption, power imbalance, stalking, the office scene from episode 5 but with aki

Aki brings his cigarette to his lips, taking a deep drag in, smoke filling his lungs, before tapping the cigarette over an ashtray on the desk. He tilts his head to the side to exhale the smoke away from you, and then he turns back to lean his tall frame over your shoulder. With his finger, he points to a space at the bottom of the sheet of paper in front of you.

"Stamp here, and right here."

You're nodding, swiftly following his instruction, but there's something about the way you're moving: it's much slower, much less energetic than usual. You've also refused to meet his eyes since you got here, just staring down aimlessly at the desk — Aki can tell, he noticed it from the moment you walked in. The Control Devil can always tell, and this simply won't do.

Aki could immediately tell that something was up with you. This isn't the way you normally act with him. You're usually thrilled just to be in his presence, and you tend to perk up whenever he speaks to you; if you had a tail, it'd be wagging, is what Aki always says.

Right now, though, you're sulking in your chair, your head hung, your expression flat and lifeless, as if you're lost in thought. It's clear there's something wrong, and Aki intends to get to the bottom of it, for the sake of your well-being and his own curiosity.

The Control Devil has taken quite a liking to you since you started working at this division. You're obedient to a fault, easy to please, and for a human, you're remarkably interesting. There's something about you that makes him want to see more, know more, own more. It's a feeling he's never experienced, but he felt it even from the first time he met you, from when he first saved you from those devils.

You should consider yourself lucky, Aki figures. Plenty of people have yearned to grow closer to him, to a lack of success. He doesn't trust easily, and he doesn't harbor fondness for anyone, really. You'd be the first.

And it seems as if you've taken a bit of a liking to him, too. You're always following him at his heels, always ogling him, always keen to impress him. You practically glow at every word of praise he gives you. Honestly, you couldn't be any more obvious.

Perhaps it's because he saved your life, or perhaps it's because you're respectful of his status — After all, there's a certain level of admiration people have to show to the lieutenant of the division, and to the strongest hunter in the prefecture. But your affection is… different.

As the Control Devil, Aki's become used to using his power on anyone he wishes to be under his influence, but you? Aki has never had to use it, not even once. The admiration you have for him is something innate. You're obedient regardless, you're under his control, even when you aren't. Aki likes that about you.

The way he can win you over without the need for any of his abilities — It makes Aki feel a kind of thrill, it's exciting. It'll be so fun to get you addicted to him, to make you see him and only him, just from his prowess alone. You'll be so good for him, Aki already knows it.

You've always been easy to read, too, and that's another thing he likes, and that's why Aki is sure you're acting strange. After observing you for some time now, spending more and more time with you, understanding your emotions has only gotten easier and easier.

The higher-ups have started to get on his ass about it. They're always complaining about how he keeps ditching his duties, and they've started to catch onto the fact that Aki spends a lot more time than he needs to with his certain favorite subordinate.

They're your subordinates, not your pets. Don't get too attached, Hayakawa.

If only they knew how obsessed he was already.

"You're almost done with paperwork," Aki comments, breaking the silence and dragging himself out of his thoughts. He fiddles with the cigarette held between his fingers, smoke idly wisping up from the end. He continues, "The Bat Devil was your first big devil kill, so there's a lot of mandatory paperwork to sign. Next time, there won't be so much."

There's no response from you. Aki eyes you up and down, rolling his shoulders back, and then he takes another long, slow drag from his cigarette.

Through a mouthful of smoke, he asks, "There's something on your mind, isn't there?"

At that question, you finally look up to him, meeting his eyes for the first time since you've sat down; his gaze is sharp, depths of deep blue swirled with bright, hypnotic rings. When those eyes are locked onto yours like this, he's damn near impossible to look away from, but when Aki points to a new section on the page and taps his finger against it, eye contact never breaking, you manage to tear your gaze away to turn back to your paperwork.

You shrug, pressing your stamp firmly onto the page where Aki is pointing. It imprints a small, red signature of your initials written in Kanji.

"I guess… kind of," You reply quietly, a little hesitantly, "It's just… Hayakawa-sir, you remember the party from last night, right?"

Ah, the division's monthly drinking party. Aki had invited you a few days ago, figuring the party would be much more enjoyable if you were around, and it took place last night, at one of the local restaurants.

Parties have never been his kind of scene. They're too loud, too busy, and there's far too many annoying, wasted people. No matter how much he drinks, Aki can never seem to get drunk, so he's never really seen the appeal. If he wasn't the division's leader, he probably wouldn't even bother showing up. He'd much rather stay home with his cats, or hell, he'd even prefer filling out a mountain of paperwork to this. It wouldn't be the first time he's used "urgent paperwork" as an excuse to get out of going.

Maybe he'd understand this kind of thing if you were here, Aki thought. Maybe he'd actually enjoy himself. It'd be fun to drink with you.

So, he decided to ask you to come. There wasn't a doubt in his mind about whether you'd show up, because he knows you, and he knows how you listen to whatever the hell he tells you to do. It wasn't a surprise when he saw you walk in; at 7 o'clock on the dot, too, the exact time Aki told you to arrive. God, you're so perfect.

Of course he remembers the party. How could Aki forget, considering how he stared at you the entire night? He can't help it, he couldn't stop watching; Aki couldn't take his eyes off of the way you drink, the way you talk and laugh, the way your outfit seems to hug every part of your body just right. People always say they have a hard time looking away from him, and Aki thinks he finally understands what they mean. You're enchanting.

And how would he not be able to recall how annoyed he was, how genuinely pissed he got when he saw his employees chatting you up? God, his fucking employees; they're too inferior to be trying to talk to you. It made Aki feel a certain kind of anger he hasn't felt in a long, long time. He isn't used to not getting what he wants.

In the end, although he definitely enjoyed himself more than usual, it was still another bothersome night for him. Next time, he'll stick much closer to you. Aki didn't get many chances to talk to you himself, because every time he tried, he'd be distracted by this co-worker asking him to come take shots, or that co-worker pulling him away to drag him into the latest circle of gossip. By the time he was free, you were already whisked away by someone else.

It was so irritating. He couldn't care less about any of these people. He just wants you.

And next time, there won't be anyone to get in his way. Aki has already had some choice words with all of the morons that wouldn't leave you alone.

It's funny. All he has to do is command them not to talk to you again, and with one sentence, with one look into his eyes, they're not only forgetting about everything they said to you, but they're also obeying him immediately, without a second thought in their heads. Humans are so simple. It's something Aki wishes you would understand. There's no reason for someone like you to be wasting your time with people like that, with people who aren't him.

Aki glances away, and he tries to hide the tinge of annoyance on his face, he tries to stop the bridge of his nose from knotting up with stress. He replies, "Yes, I remember. What about it?"

"It's, well, it's..." You stammer, staring up at him sheepishly. Aki can see from the corner of his eye how your expression morphs into embarrassment. He can hear how you're nervously tapping the end of your stamp against the wooden surface of the desk, the sound echoing around the quiet, empty library. Tap, tap, tap.

Finally, you sigh, willing yourself to speak. "Last night, there was this guy, and I think he was from another division, 'cause I didn't recognize him. But anyway, we were talking all night, and then when we went to leave, he asked me if I would come home with him."

Aki's back straightens. His heart pounds a little faster, his blood feels like it's boiling. He takes a nice, long drag in from his cigarette to keep himself calm.

"I said no," You're continuing, and Aki feels a tiny sense of relief; only slight, but enough to make him feel like finally leaning forwards and stamping his spent cigarette out into the ashtray.

"I'm pretty sure it was good for me to say no, I mean, we both had a lot to drink, and I didn't really want to… you know. But he seemed pretty annoyed by it, and he stopped talking to me after that, he just left. I didn't mean to upset him, but," You look up towards Aki, asking him, "Do you think I should have said yes?"

Aki crosses his arms over his chest, and he turns to look out the window, just to give himself something to do. The sun is starting to set, casting columns of light into the room, illuminating the flecks of dust floating in the air. Traffic in the city below is bustling, people rushing to get home after they've just gotten off work.

Fuck, how did someone like that slip past him? Aki kept his eyes on you for the entire night — No, wait. When everyone was starting to leave, he wasn't watching you for a bit. People kept coming up to him to say goodbye, or to thank him for paying everybody's tab, or to ask him if he's going to be busy next week. Aki ended up losing sight of you for a while, until he used his powers to watch you walk home. Goddammit.

Aki's eyes narrow, and he drums his fingers against his arm. "No, you did the right thing," He replies. He's trying his best to keep his voice resolute, but either way, he doubts you'll notice the anger that lingers in his tone.

"Stay away from that guy, he has bad intentions. He could get fired for something like that, you know. Do you remember what his name was? What he looked like?"

"Really?" You shake your head, "No, sorry, sir. I think I had too much to drink. He was," You place your finger on your chin, thinking, "I can't remember his name, but I think he had brown hair? And I'm pretty sure he was from the second division."

Brown hair, Division 2. Not a lot to work with, but Aki will find him. And when he does, losing his job is going to be the least of his worries.

You're silent for a moment, before you say, "Sorry, we can get back to work now. I don't know why that was bothering me so much."

"It's fine. It would upset me, too."

It already has. It's already pissed him off plenty. Aki feels his face screwing up in anger, he's finding himself absentmindedly cracking the joints on his fingers.

"Mmm, well," You turn back towards the desk, and you flip to the next page in the stack of papers. "I'm glad you think I did the right thing, at least. Some people can be so pushy, you know? I'd go back to his place with him if he just wanted to talk or something but… I guess I knew what he wanted. And I wasn't interested."

Aki watches the cars below come to a uniform stop when the light turns red. "And why weren't you?" He asks, without even thinking twice. "Why weren't you interested, I mean. If you don't mind me asking. Was it just because of the drinking, or was there another reason? Were you not attracted to him?"

"I mean, maybe. He was kind of cute. I just don't want to do something like that with someone unless… I don't know. It feels weird to think about doing it with someone I barely know. Is that stupid?"

Aki huffs, "You're asking for my opinion again?"

"I like hearing your opinion, sir."

There's a few seconds of silence as Aki thinks, carefully considering his options. His ringed eyes idly observe the city, his grip tightens on his arm. He takes a deep breath, in, then out, to relax himself.

"It's not stupid," He answers finally, turning towards you. Once again, you're face to face with his mesmeric, deep stare. Deep enough to practically drown you, mesmerizing enough to keep you rooted in place and compelled to listen.

"I agree with you. It's a waste to do those sorts of things with someone you have no feelings for. If you want to know how I feel-"

Aki suddenly takes a step forward. His hand comes to rest on the back of your chair, he leans down to get closer to you. And when he abruptly swivels you in your chair to make you face him, you drop your stamp in surprise. It rolls on the desk until it falls off the edge, hitting the floor.

"I think," Aki's voice is low, sultry. Resolute, but teasing, almost. It makes your stomach flip, your chest tighten. His eyes stay locked onto yours as he carefully grasps your wrist, his thumb rubbing lazy circles into your skin.

"I think inappropriate things feel better the more you know your partner."

"I- You-" You're trying to speak, trying to say something, but the words keep getting caught in your throat, your lips won't stop quivering. He's close, he's so damn close right now — Hayakawa is so close, and it makes you feel like you can hardly breathe, let alone say any words. You can smell the lingering scent of his rich cigarettes, the smell of his fancy cologne.

Aki swallows before he continues, his voice breathy, "Do you understand? Or would you like me to show you what I mean?"

"I'm-" You gulp, and your words are trembling, but you still manage to nod your head and stutter out, "Y-Yeah, show me."

"Well, you said it'd be weird to do it with someone you hardly know. It takes a lot of time to understand what's in someone's heart, so, you'll start by observing them."

Aki glides his hand up from your wrist, all the way up to your palm. His fingers coax your own to unfurl, and when your hand is open, he presses his own against it until you're palm to palm with him, hand flat. "You'll study their hands," Aki says, "Are they large, or small? Cold, warm? How long are their fingers?"

His hand is huge compared to yours, the shape of his thick fingers eclipsing your own from where your hand is pressed against his. He makes your hand look so, so small. His palms radiate a comforting sort of heat, and his fingers fold over your hand, interlacing tightly with yours.

You're holding his hand, your hand in Aki's — Your palm is warm, and the realization makes your entire body start to feel hot, too.

Aki gives you a gentle squeeze. Your hand feels so damn tiny in his own, you're so small compared to him — He hopes you don't notice the way his breath hitches as he grips you tightly. Slowly, he drags your arm up, 'til your fingers are able to meet his ear.

"How are their ears shaped?" He's asking, and he's guiding your thumb to feel out the shape of his ear, the ridges and dips. Then, he's bringing you a little bit downward, so that between both your fingers, you're fiddling with his circular, metal earring.

Your breath is starting to get caught in your throat. Aki brings your hand to his lips, and he just barely presses them to the pad of your thumb. They feel soft, a little chapped, and his breath is warm on your skin when he starts to speak.

"Have you ever had your finger bitten?"

The setting sun reflects light in Aki's eyes, it casts his face in a shadowy glow. You hastily shake your head in response. Your face feels hot, your hand is starting to shake. Aki grips it tighter to keep it steady.

Aki mutters, his voice barely more than a whisper, "Remember how it feels. I want you to remember it, so if anyone else does this, you'll be thinking of me."

Your eyes widen, then they flicker down to fixate on his lips; you watch as they part, staring as he takes the tip of your thumb into his mouth. His teeth close around it, biting down ever-so gently. His tongue lays flat on the underside of your finger, just barely brushing against your skin.

The clock on the wall ticks, and ticks. Aki bites down a little harder, his expression unreadable. You exhale a long, shaky breath.

Finally, Aki drags your thumb out of his mouth, your skin slightly damp from his saliva. His lips press to your fingertip in an almost-kiss, before he asks, "Did you memorize it?"

His voice breaks you from your trance, and your gaze immediately flicks back to meet his eyes. You nod and nervously reply, "Yeah, y-yeah. I did."

Aki memorized it, too — The shape of your thumb, the hazy look in your eyes, the delicious taste and the intoxicating smell of your skin. He has to memorize it. He wants to know more of you, after all. There's no way he'd ever forget this.

He keeps his firm grip on your hand, squeezing it gently. His breath is the slightest bit shaky, and his eyelids are drooping, the black of his pupils beginning to swallow the circles of rings in his iris.

There's a moment of silence between the two of you. Your stamp has long since stopped rolling on the floor, the cars outside are no longer honking in the rush hour traffic. You can only hear the sound of your breathing and his, and the echo of your heartbeat as it pounds in your ears. Just as you swallow the lump forming in your throat, just as you're expecting him to pull away from you, Aki's fingertips brush over your knuckles, and he starts guiding your hand again.

This time, he's leading it down, down, down, his eyes still locked onto yours, his deep gaze never wavering. Down past his chest, past where his suit jacket is neatly buttoned around his stomach, past his hips and past where his belt sits in the loops of his slacks. All the way down, until your hand is right between his legs, until he's pressing your palm down on his groin, until you can feel the shape of his…

He's so warm, so thick; Aki guides you to softly squeeze his cock through his slacks, and he utters a quiet groan, his eyelashes fluttering. A heavy look of lust settles behind the rings of his eyes, and his hips shift back to give your arm more room.

You're fondling him now, feeling how the smooth fabric of his slacks hugs his bulge, feeling the way his dick throbs to a gentle rhythm. He's getting stiffer the longer you touch him, his breath is getting sharper, his expression is growing softer; he looks desperate. And he isn't even fully hard, but he's still so fucking big, so thick and so, it's so —

The reality of what's been happening suddenly hits you like a freight train — What are you doing, what the hell were you just doing? You're gasping, stumbling back in your chair; it gives under your weight, and you end up falling to the floor, your back hitting the hardwood with an embarrassingly loud thud.

"Oh, shit-" Aki stands up straight, and in a worried tone of voice, in a tone that sounds completely unaffected by what was just happening mere moments ago, he's asking, "Are you okay? Do you need me to help you up?"

You're unable to reply, averting your eyes and breathing hard, pushing yourself up to a sitting position and covering your face with your hand. Aki cocks his head at you, before he takes a few steps forwards and kneels down, nice and close.

His knees are situated on either side of your waist, and he's positioned directly above you, his bangs falling to frame his face. He's close enough that he can examine your embarrassed look, close enough that he can hear your breathing, and close enough to grasp your chin between his fingers, tilting your head up and forcing you to look at him. There's a curious, teasing sort of expression on his face now, his mouth tugged into the slightest shape of a smirk.

You're adorable, absolutely adorable. You're staring up at him expectantly, desperately, waiting for him to make a move, your breath expelled in short pants, your gaze flickering from his eyes, to his parted lips.

You're too easy. Aki didn't need to use a single drop of his power, and yet he's certain you've already forgotten all about that idiot from the night before. All you're thinking about is him, just as Aki intended, just as he knew you would.

Aki leans forward. His face is so close, his lips are mere centimeters away from colliding with yours. His breathing is slow and steady.

"Aki…"

The way your sweet voice murmurs his name, his first name against his lips almost makes him change his mind. It almost has Aki considering telling you something different from what he planned, it almost has him pushing all the paperwork off the desk in a heap so he can bend you over and take you right then and there. Almost. He's more patient than he appears, and this isn't the right time or the right place for him to have you. Not for the first time, anyways.

So, he decides to listen to his better judgment. Aki pulls apart from you until he can meet your gaze, and in a stern tone, he commands, "Come on, get up. We need to finish working."

With his palms pressed to his knees, Aki pushes himself up. He extends a hand to you, and although you hesitate at first, you eventually, nervously take it, allowing Aki to grab you and pull you to your feet. You push your chair back up, you grab your stamp from the floor. The chair squeaks when you sit back down, and you swivel towards the stack of paperwork on the desk.

Aki leans his back against the window and crosses his legs at the ankles. In the corner of your eye, you see him shoving his hand in his jacket pocket. He pulls out his sky-blue lighter, then his pack of cigarettes, sticking one between his teeth, and striking the wheel of the lighter to expertly bring it to life.

He inhales: a nice, long drag. Then, he exhales, breathing smoke up towards the ceiling. The rich, familiar smell of his cigarettes begins to fill your lungs, settling your mind.

For a moment, you briefly wonder if he's going to bring up what just happened at all, or if he's planning on forgetting about it, but before you can go back to your work, his voice suddenly breaks the silence. It puts those questions to rest, and sparks another white hot fire in your heart.

"I want to leave early tonight," Aki says, fidgeting with his cigarette. "If you can finish your paperwork by eight, I'll reward you. Do we have a deal?"

thanks @gal-in-blue for infecting me with control devil aki brain worms, ily

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thekodymartin · 7 years ago

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“Over and over the only truth—everything comes back to you.” I lay snuggled, sinking into blankets and pillows, glistening like a sun bathing seal in the tree light bulbs. The enigmatic sights and Italian sounds of the cinema treasure—The Godfather, plays over the living room scape and I say to myself— “What a wonderful world!!!” Yet—to say I’m humbled, honored and absolutely smitten is an understatement of epic proportions. I mean...to be sharing the everlasting gift of music with my darling niece/goddaughter, @macianne18 for Christmas, is simply all I need to complete a magical holiday season. Blessed. I knew she REALLY wanted this @niallhoran album for a very, very long time—since before it was even written, I’m certain—so this was a no brainer. The utterly cool and instantaneous moment about this that is just my favorite, is the fact that she didn’t know if I wanted the Niall album or if I would like something else...but being that she knew I love and collect vinyl (she has a bit of a stubborn/self sufficient confidence about her—she’s definitely my niece. Go figure)...so she took it upon herself to get me the same damn album because it’s what SHE loves and wanted. She was super torn between Niall and the @harrystyles album but had what she called “an epiphany after fate brought Niall back around” at @barnesandnoble and to be honest—I would have been just as happy if she got me Harry or any of the other @onedirection lads—because she is her own self. She is her own damn independent soul on her own journey who is in love with love, music, family, friends, cats and most importantly—herself. This is just a Flicker of the light she brings me. How fun to be friends with your favorite and get each other the same gifts?! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year...but please don’t miss out on the little moments in between the big ones, because @niallhoran may have #slowhands....but the clock of life does not. Make it all count. Xx . . . #macimouse #bugdude #naughtyorniece #niallhoran #flicker #vinyl #records #christmaslights #christmasgift #music #musicspeakswhenwordsfail #twothousandseventeen #feliznavidad #juandirection #goddaughter #thegodfather #heymambo

#thegodfather #flicker #records #bugdude #niallhoran #christmaslights #feliznavidad #christmasgift #macimouse #music #juandirection #vinyl #musicspeakswhenwordsfail #twothousandseventeen #naughtyorniece #heymambo #slowhands #goddaughter

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apanict · 3 years ago

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my favorite duo gothbaby and bugdude

mr. juice if ur out there please come kiss me on the mouth

#beetlejuice #beetlejuice musical #lydia deetz #this is the first digital art ive posted in literally a decade everyone clap #not beetleb*bes btw #panic speaks #panic draws

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weirdlandtv · 7 years ago

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Carl Barks, Rug Riders’ Last Flight (1975).

This one was based on his 1964 story, Rug Riders in the Sky, published in Uncle Scrooge #50. (Originally the story was going to be called, Rug Bugs in Old Bugdud.)

#carl barks #disney #ducktales #painting #art #1970s #1975 #persia #uncle scrooge #scrooge mcduck #flying carpet #ducks #donald duck

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markmooredeviantartcom · 4 years ago

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I can't help it , I love this guy. I'm working on some comics & he's in the story. I once lived in a building wherein the garbage room in the basement was home to huge palmetto bugs. In the spring they would start flying in search of love, & as such I would only heave my garbage bags through the air into the room. That's where Bugdude came from. #pencilsketches #pencildrawing #comicartistsunite #artistsofinstagram #comicbookartist #artistsonpatreon #comicbookvillains #aliens https://www.instagram.com/p/CDQ9ndLhflZ/?igshid=1b78fxvmx1imy

#pencilsketches #pencildrawing #comicartistsunite #artistsofinstagram #comicbookartist #artistsonpatreon #comicbookvillains #aliens

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firstprince-ao3feed · 9 days ago

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sudoku? i barely know you

by bugdude Henry is just a man posting Sudoku videos. Alex can't sleep. It's the perfect combination. Words: 3408, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Nora Holleran, June Claremont-Diaz Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Additional Tags: warning for extensive sudoku info dumps, this is a sudoku au, alternative universe, not so subtly inspired by cracking the cryptic and my teeny tiny crush on simon, Meet-Cute, online meeting, Emails, some sudoku puns, no plot just sudoku, pez is criminally absent sorry, bisexual speedrun via https://ift.tt/mPMGxwT

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #red white and royal blue #rwrb #firstprince #bugdude

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phanfictioncatalogue · 2 years ago

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Tooth-Rotting Fluff (3) Masterlist

Links last checked: September 17th, 2024

part one, part two

7 Minutes (ao3) - saraswords

Summary: "Moments, memories, that’s all that Dan had left to relive, but he could only pick a handful. He only had 7 minutes after-all.

So…he picked. He chose his favorites, a compilation of small and big moments: lying in bed together, moving in together, slow dancing, life-changing questions, and simple nights.

And what they all had in common, was one person..."

attention wins your affections and oh, how i love it so (ao3) - natigail

Summary: Dan and Phil dog-sit a friend's dog and Dan realises just how much Phil acts like a dog with how he expresses affection and Dan falls a little bit more in love.

Don't start fires, darling (ao3) - natigail

Summary: Phil wanted to expand his and Dan's repertoire of dishes, so they didn't need to live off of stir-fry and delivery. He thought that cooking lessons would be an awesome way to do that and have a fun date activity. The people in the restaurant do not agree but he and Dan find the humour in it.

Drunk boyfriend Tag (ao3) - mccartneyiii

Summary: Dan and Phil get drunk and film the boyfriend tag

for your eyes only (i'll show you my heart) (ao3) - sunfreckled

Summary: He's afraid of the way the word makes him feel, the conflict it causes in his mind more or less on a daily basis. One part of him hates the word, the other... The other wants to love it. Cherish it.

Despite all his past experiences, the word gay feels like coming home.

Dan comes out to Phil.

Fur-Ever (ao3) - Tarredion

Summary: Dog dads Dan and Phil marry their dogs, in preparation for their own big day

I'd Still Pick You (ao3) - dnpdab (shipping_in_a_sea_of_sobs)

Summary: "In a field full of pumpkins, I'd still pick you."

Or the declaration of love of one Phil Lester to one Daniel Howell on the 10 year anniversary of their first meeting.

It's home (ao3) - Tarredion

Summary: A day in the life of Dan and his smitten ice-cream vendor boyfriend Phil, living on the coast of Connemara, Ireland

Leave Me A Message (ao3) - phantasticworks

Summary: Phil wakes up one morning while Dan is on the other side of the world. Dan's left him a message.

life is but a dream (ao3) - redactednp

Summary: Dan and Phil go on a rowing date.

Of wedding venues and cliffside views (ao3) - Tarredion

Summary: Phil brings a plus one to a family wedding - his fiancé

Orally Fixated On You (ao3) - dickiegreenleaf

Summary: Dan's a stickler for oral hygiene. He brushes twice a day, flosses religiously, and makes sure to go to the dentist every six months. His strict dental regimen has nothing to do with the way it feels when he's got tools scraping his gums, and it certainly has nothing to do with his adorable dental hygienist.

Phil bleaches and dyes Dan's hair (ao3) - bugdude

Summary: It's all in the title. Non-AU except for the whole dyeing Dan's hair thing.

Pumpkin Pride (ao3) - ThoughtaThought

Summary: Phil's family runs a Pumpkin Patch on the outskirts of a small town. The Howells move into the house next door (but this is the country, so it's like... half a mile away) and Dan grows up hanging out with the Lesters. Each chapter is a moment in their life as they grow up and get together with absolutely zero angst. From 1996-2023.

The Real Reason Why (ao3) - maytheday

Summary: The Howell family goes to Mrs. Lester's birthday party, where Dan meets a boy named Phil.

tiny hands and lots of love (ao3) - Tarredion

Summary: Phil puts baby Evelyn to bed, so him and Dan can get some alone time. But just like her Da, she has to grab things no matter what - even if it means prying something as important as Phil's glasses from his face.

Lucky she's cute, and that her dads are both too distracted (and in love, with each other and her antics) to properly reprimand her.

Under Vegas Lights (ao3) - LunarLoverrr (orphan_account)

Summary: It's the last night of their Nevada road trip, and Phil has the perfect date planned for his boyfriend. However, he hopes this date will be a stand out among the rest.

whale watching (ao3) - lilyxxxooo

Summary: Dan gets sick in the middle of the night and spends most of it curled up on the floor. At least Phils there, right?

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periodicomirador · 7 years ago

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La rendija

Entrega colectiva / MIRADOR

¡Arrancan!

Luego de muchas especulaciones, de que si voy o no voy, este lunes se hizo oficial lo que se venía contando en los corredores políticos nacionales. José Antonio Meade Kuribreña presentó su renuncia a la Secretaría de Hacienda y Crédito Público (SHCP) para conformarse en aspirante a la candidatura del Partido Revolucionario Institucional (PRI) a la presidencia de la República. Ya se veía venir, dicen los que conocen de política, y agregan que tiene todas las de ganar por ser una persona sensible a los muchos problemas de México y por no estar tan “contaminado” con escándalos. Lo cierto es que hay que hacer oficial su registro, a su tiempo, ante las instancias tricolores, pero lo que no debemos olvidar es que hay algunos otros nombres que se manejan.

Finalmente, se puede volver a caer en el mismo juego de cada sexenio: éste es el bueno, ahora sí vamos a salir adelante. Al final de cuentas, no salimos de donde mismo.

Lo que sí es cierto es que las redes sociales se encuentran inundadas de fotos de políticos y funcionarios con Meade, especialmente aquellos a quienes les late su corazoncito y buscan ser los buenos para contender por un puesto de elección popular.

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Roban Bernárdez: el colmo

Algunos de los ciudadanos con más poder económico y político de la entidad tienen sus moradas en el fraccionamiento exclusivo Lomas de Bernárdez, donde se supone se tienen las mejores condiciones de seguridad. Pues bien, la delincuencia no hace distingos y arrasa con todo, como la muerte, y esta vez le tocó al ex procurador de Justicia en el estado, Arturo Nahle García, quien también fuera diputado federal y ahora se desempeña como magistrado del Tribunal Superior de Justicia del Estado.

En su cuenta de Twitter dio a conocer que el pasado sábado le “vaciaron” su casa, y aunque se realizan las investigaciones, no hay nada en firme sobre los presuntos responsables. Nadie estamos a salvo de este y otros muchos delitos que lastiman a la sociedad y le infringen un golpe bajo y demoledor. La economía de miles de familias se ha visto perjudicada por delitos patrimoniales y es hora, dicen, ahora sí, de que las autoridades se pongan las pilas.

Ahora sí aplicará lo que él en alguna entrevista dijo: “no hagas caso, son rumores, son rumores… el venao”

Tal vez, tal vez…

Quien ha dejado entrever que tiene aspiraciones a una reelección es el alcalde de Guadalupe, Enrique Flores Mendoza, quien en reciente entrevista dijo que “si existen las condiciones”, se lanzará. Habría que ver si el partido está de acuerdo y si se tienen las circunstancias propias del caso, agregó. “El que respira aspira”, manifestó, al tiempo que dio a conocer que durante enero y febrero hará una evaluación para tomar la decisión. Lo cierto es que Flores Mendoza es uno de los funcionarios públicos electos mediante el voto popular que se encuentra mejor posicionado en la aprobación de la ciudadanía, y su trabajo ha comenzado a dar buenos resultados. Ya se conocerá su decisión.

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Todos somos ateos… hasta que nos persigue la muerte.

“Ojalá tuviéramos presupuestos abundantes, pero vivimos en un México que está pasando por situaciones difíciles, por lo que debemos ser buenos administradores”, expuso Sigifredo Noriega Barceló, obispo diocesano de Zacatecas. Siempre certero en sus comentarios, dijo que deberá precisarse “que no falte qué comer en algún hogar”, pues la realidad es que hay muchas familias en esta condición, y la inadecuada utilización de los recursos públicos es parte del problema. Por lo tanto, es conveniente tomar en cuenta a las pocas voces autorizadas que nos quedan y poner manos a la obra. Se nos quita lo ateo cuando nos alcanza la catrina.

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Textileros de Luis Moya sin apoyo

Los textileros de Luis Moya se quejan que desde el inicio de la presente administración se encuentran sin apoyo del gobierno. Señalan incluso, que les han ofrecido elaborar las chamarras que distribuyen en las escuelas de todo el estado, pero ofreciéndoles como pago una cantidad ínfima, con la que no sacan ni para pagar a su personal, mucho menos pensar en ganancia alguna. Muchos de ellos que trabajaron en la confección de dichas piezas tienen cuatro meses que entregaron y tampoco han recibido, aunque mínimo, su pago correspondiente.

¿Sabrá el gobernador el trato que se les está dando? Son muchas ocasiones las que el mandatario estatal ha señalado que se le dará prioridad a los empresarios locales en las adquisiciones que haga el gobierno, pero desafortunadamente sus indicaciones no son atendidas por los secretarios o subsecretarios, quienes ven más por sus intereses personales que por apoyar, en este caso, al grupo de zacatecanos que trabaja con muchos esfuerzos y da empleo a un número considerable de personas, pero parece que para las autoridades no son oídos ni vistos.

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Conflictos en el Ayuntamiento de Zacatecas

Poco se sabe de las acciones que se llevan a cabo desde la Presidencia Municipal de Zacatecas encabezada por Judit Guerrero, lo que sí es del dominio público son los pleitos internos que enfrentan sus funcionarios como el secretario de gobierno Manuel Ibarra Santos y la directora de recursos humanos Susan Cabral Bugdud, ambos queriendo llevar la batuta en la conducción del ayuntamiento. Desafortunadamente por este tipo de actitudes, el trabajo y esfuerzo de la alcaldesa por mejorar la capital pasa a segundo término.

La rendija… Textileros de Luis Moya sin apoyo was originally published on Periódico Mirador

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itd-oficial · 8 years ago

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En el ITD del TeCNM Se realiza el Curso Taller de Autoevaluación Marco de Referencia de Ingenierías 2018 en el contexto Internacional del CACEI

En la hemeroteca del Centro de Información del Instituto Tecnológico de Durango, del Tecnológico Nacional de México se llevó a cabo el Curso Taller de Autoevaluación Marco de Referencia de Ingenierías 2018 en el contexto Internacional por parte del Consejo de la Acreditación de la Enseñanza de la Ingeniería, A.C. (CACEI).

El Ing. Jesús Astorga Pérez, Director del Instituto Tecnológico de Durango les dio la bienvenida y comentó: “Nos sentimos muy contentos de recibir a profesores de diferentes instancias, los cuales tomarán la capacitación sobre el nuevo marco de referencia de CACEI, estamos convencidos que para continuar con la calidad que ofrece el instituto, tenemos que estar actualizados en los diferentes contextos, por lo que seguiremos apoyando acciones y trabajando en conjunto con organismos como CACEI, en beneficio de nuestros estudiantes y de nuestro país, siempre con el objetivo de ofrecer educación de calidad”,

“Estamos trabajando para que las instituciones de Educación Superior conozcan el nuevo Marco de Referencia para las instituciones formadoras de ingenieros en México; es un marco de referencia que tiene como objetivo la estandarización de la calidad de la educación superior en ingeniería en el mundo, CACEI está buscando pertenecer al organismo Washington Accord, en el cual se busca que los organismos de evaluación de la calidad en educación superior se homologuen entre sí y estandaricen sus niveles de actuación para verificar la calidad de las instituciones” mencionó el Dr. Arturo Torres Bugdud, integrante de la comisión académica del CACEI e instructor del curso-taller.

La acreditación de un programa educativo, representa el reconocimiento público a su calidad, es decir, constituye la garantía de que dicho programa cumple con determinado conjunto de estándares, que permitirá un reconocimiento más amplio de los egresados de la carrera en instituciones y organismos en los ámbitos nacional e internacional. Es por eso, que para el Tecnológico es un objetivo primordial el mantener la acreditación de nuestras carreras, para así seguir elevando la calidad de la educación de todos nuestros estudiantes

El CACEI, es una organización con credibilidad, de carácter y cobertura nacional, eficaz y eficiente, que realiza procesos de evaluación de programas de ingeniería con fines de acreditación, con la participación de los distintos sectores relacionados con la formación y la práctica de los profesionales de la ingeniería en todos sus campos.

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thomashabbentainan · 9 years ago

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Warp moth #art #photo #photography #moth #bugdude

#moth #photo #photography #art #bugdude

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phanfictioncatalogue · 2 years ago

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Music Masterlist

1997 - transdimensional-void

Phil is just a nerd who is too scared to walk past the cigarette-smoking goth boy on the street corner, or nerd!Phil and goth!Dan are true 90′s kids (featuring the musical stylings of Tool and The Smashing Pumpkins)

Against London (ao3) - ordanary

Summary: Against London weren’t some super small indie pop punk band who had the leisure of making real connections with their fans anymore. Things were changing fast, and Dan would have to learn to adapt quickly if he wanted to keep up.

An Insomniac’s Daydream (ao3) - Young_Rouge_Rose

Summary: Dan Howell is an insomniac, a pianist, and possibly a modern day Nostradamus, as his twisted dreams seem to be pointing towards the destruction of the world. When plagued with such dreams he does what any sane and natural human being would. He gives up sleep. No sleep. No dreams. No end. Phil Lester is a humble barista who feels like a daydream and somehow manages to keep the monsters, which come with such twisted dreams at bay. But there is more to it than meets the eye, for the past always has a way of catching up with you. This has happened before, but it can’t happen again.

Can’t Take My Eyes Off You - botanistlester

Summary: “Dan listens to music super loudly and Phil sits right behind him, and sort of gets to know him through his music over the weeks and the rest is up to you (College AU)”

Falling Flat - the-squirrel-queen

Summary: Dan is a pianist. A recent graduate from Juliard, he finds himself at a job playing music for school children. Phil is a music teacher at said school. They have a rather interesting relationship in class. A rather flirtatious relationship. The children see the interactions between the two and begin to wonder if they are in a relationship. Soon, a work relationship blooms into a romantic one through a love of music and each other.

Freckles and Constellations (ao3) - bugdude

Summary: When Dan told his meddling bandmates about his crush on roadie Phil Lester, he wasn't expecting them to do anything about it. Least of all drag him out on stage with an instrument that barely even counts as an instrument. He really should have known better.

Dan is the lead guitarist in an up-and-coming band. Phil plays the fucking triangle. It becomes a thing.

Give Me Some Of That Bass (ao3) - drxpdead

Summary: Playing music has always been a big part of Phil’s life. From the time he was five, and banging spoons against the table, to present day; seventeen years old and apart of the upcoming Alt. Rock/Everything-In-Between band, Heinous.

It’s an easy life to live, he’s sure. Making music with his best friends, trying to avoid failing high school the best he can, and getting his parents to stay off his back about ‘that God-awful noise’.

And there’s Dan Howell.

His sex-on-legs, hot tempered boyfriend, who miraculously shares his love of music. It’s like they’re meant to be.

You know, except they’re apart of different bands. Rival bands, to be exact, with every member hating the other, with a vengeance. They know damn well not to publicise their relationship, not with a certain competition coming up that could make or break them; the tension would be off the charts and would do nothing but cause unwanted drama.

But you can’t keep secrets forever. And with the stress of practice and their band members on their backs, it’s getting harder to keep it in the dark.

I Believe In You (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: phil is a choral/theatre major and Dan is a piano performance major

Making Music Together (ao3) - phanburnhamizzard

Summary: Music weaves the professional and romantic lives of Dan and Phil together, as told through a piano, a show, and a lesson. Romance, fluff, domesticity, and implied smut.

Music Night at the Pub (ao3) - Mcusekat

Summary: Dan is a musician and Phil is in uni. Neither are Youtubers.

one, two... (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Phil wants to learn how to play guitar, so he decides to take lessons where he meets Dan, his instructor.

Our Tongues Are God’s Failed Invention (ao3) - embarrassing_myself

Summary: (tw) Phil’s not really into the underground music scene. Charlie is though and he’s desperate to see his favorite local band play. Which is how Phil finds himself pleading with the obnoxiously cool bouncer to let them into the club. Somehow, Dan manages to tangle himself into Phil’s life. Phil can’t figure out why somebody like Dan would want to hang out with somebody like himself. Dan’s the bad boy who smokes cigarettes and listens to bands Phil’s never heard of. Phil is the self-loathing loser who’s too afraid of disappointment. It turns out though that Dan has more issues than Phil could ever keep track of.

Take Note - dantiloquent

Summary: “we’re in opposing a cappella teams in uni” au, in which dan plays ukulele and phil gets too much out of wearing jumpers.

The Music In Me (ao3) - DiamondValley

Summary:

Phil takes on Martyn’s bet that he can’t learn to play the piano and gets lessons to prove him wrong. He expects a few things:

- He’ll be terrible - He’ll get bored very quickly because he is terrible - Martyn will win the bet, but he’ll have tried something new and completed his new year’s resolution

What he doesn’t expect is the instant connection he forms with his curly-haired piano teacher.

The Wallflower's Guide to Love (ao3) - Art3misPlayerOne

Summary: Dan is a brilliant but painfully shy and awkward guitar player in a popular local band who prefers to hide from the spotlight. He's content to lose himself in his playing and avoids friendships and emotional attachments, but an accidental run-in with a mystery boy inspires him to reach out to him through anonymous texts.

Too scared that the boy will be disappointed in the real him, Dan doesn't want to reveal his identity and risk losing their surprising connection. When forced to choose between his anonymity and putting his heart on the line, help from an unexpected friendship pushes him far beyond his comfort zone, but will it be too little too late?

This One Time ... Tomorrow (ao3) - Whommel

Summary: Phil Lester - a music student - gets a summer job teaching at a music summer camp. But what happens when he meets a beautiful boy in his class?

Though Kid You’re Not Exactly A Dream Come True (ao3) - beware_phangirl (dantiloquent)

Summary: The moment Dan is told about his piano lessons, he hates the idea. And the plethora of dread and embarrassment takes the form of Phil Lester; fellow student and, now, arsehole teacher. The fact that Dan can’t control his fingers as they splatter across the keys just gives Phil more reason to spit out insults, and Dan just wants to get it right; maybe that’ll wipe the smirk off his face. And as the music starts to lead, Dan finds himself down paths he never thought possible.

Wonderwall (ao3) - Angel_Dust

Summary: Phil Lester teaches music at an all boys Prep school. When a young man by the name of Dillon Howell is enrolled into his class, Phil is more than curious about the lad and it’s not because Dillon is blind and still plays the piano brilliantly, it’s more so because Dillon is the son of someone Phil knew very long ago, but didn’t recognize at first.

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