#Dave McCall

[elmo330]

I never really got the Mark Wahlberg hype until I watched Fear (1996). Literally nobody talks about it and there is somehow only two fanfics.

#mark wahlberg #fear #fear 1996 #movies #movie review #moviegifs #reese witherspoon #Dave McCall #i’m not insane #action #suspense

[iamasaddie]

the pain of being a mindless victim of someone's virtue

#dave york did nothing wrong #fuck McCall #pedro pascal #Dave York #Equalizer 2 #dave york apologist #iamasaddie gif

[laurfilijames]

"I'm getting too old for this shit. Seriously, I could use a beer and a lie-down."

#SAME DAVE #dave #green street hooligans #ross mccall

[nerdieforpedro]

There ain’t no getting off this train we’re on @daddy-dins-girl 🖤🖤🖤 Murder Daddy buddies for life. A hill we die on 😤 @iamasaddie You with us?

#pedro pascal characters #fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfiction #Dave york #he did nothing wrong #why was McCall’s friend on Dave’s murder paper? #Dave was just putting food on the table #also going to a tailor to get that inseam looked at #i am having thoughts

[the-hottest-band-tournament]

Round one

Sepultura 

Formed in: 1984

Genres: Groove Metal, Thrash Metal, Death Metal, Alt Metal

Lineup: Max Cavalera- vocals, guitar

Igor Cavalera- drums, percussion

Andreas Kisser- guitar, bass

Paulo Jr.- bass

Albums from the 80s:

Morbid Visions (1986)

Schizophrenia (1987)

Beneath the Remains (1989)

Propaganda: 

Operation Ivy

Formed in: 1987

Genres: Ska punk

Lineup: Jesse Michaels – lead vocals

Lint – guitar, backing vocals

Matt McCall – bass, backing vocals

Dave Mello – drums, backing vocals

Albums from the 80s:

Hectic EP (1988)

Energy (1989)

Propaganda: 

#round 1 #sepultura #operation ivy #max cavalera #igor cavalera #andreas kisser #paulo jr. #jesse Micheals #Lint #matt mccall #Dave mello #the hottest 80s band tournament #the hottest 80s band tourney

[lucarioisinthevoid]

Epilogue ask time!! Okay, so I have been thinking about this non-stop ever since I read that line near the end, i dunno which chapter it was but it must've been before the Henry boss battle--Mike basically says something along the lines of "save that for the wedding" to Simon, and now I H A V E to ask. What would Simon and Mike's wedding REALLY be like? Would they invite everyone? What would their wedding cake look like? (gosh, I am SO pumped up for this couple, they are so goshdarn cute--)

.(I honestly can’t recall why I haven’t answered this ask when it was time :c I’m sorry Yeah, epilogue ask time! Even if you might never will see this answer, hah. Sorry for having been gone so long! But better late than never and all that. ALSO: TUMBLR DOESN'T PERMIT LONG ANSWERS ANYMORE? I'LL TRY TO EDIT IN THE WHOLE THING AFTER POSTING, BUT IF YOU CAN'T FIND IT, YOU’LL KNOW IT’S ON MY AO3)

It was a normal day in the renamed Afton household. Which means that the household was currently a dilapidated Freddy’s. Unlike most dilapidated Freddy’s, this just felt mildly depressing and empty. Any soul that would have haunted the immediate area was gone by now, as Dave and Old Sport were busy to pick the last few springlocks out of Dave’s skin. “How many children are we at now? This has at least been thirty! How did you even MANAGE to capture so many kids without anyone EVER noticing?” “Hey, Old Sport, it ain’t my fault that 460,000 children go missin’ every year! I’ve only ever gotten like- yeah, 30 a year, at best! With all the police swarmin’ and all that. That ain’t nothin’ compared to children goin’ missin’ every year!” “… we’ve only made it through ONE year’s worth of your murder?!” “Eh, we’re makin’ pretty good progress if you ask me-“ The door to the room was very abruptly slammed open. Circus Baby stood in there and after an appropriately dramatic pause, she came inside and slammed a few pictures onto the table. “IMPORTANT NEWS, DADS! MIKE AND SIMON ARE CURRENTLY ON THE MOVE. INTEL SAYS THIS IS THE LOCATION!” “You don’t need to scream, we hear you just fine!” Old Sport leaned back, relaxed. “Ooooh, pretty!” Dave picked up the images. “Yes… too pretty.” Baby scoffed. “Don’t you notice something about these pictures?” “Ya really got talkin’ like a crazy detective down. That Ethan guy really impressed you, didn’t he?” “No- no! Not at all!” She huffed and turned a bit. “But just- look! There’s a church there! And travelling all the way there… isn’t it clear what is going on?!” “Enlighten us, my body is ready.” Interested the Orange Guy leaned forward. “They. Are. Trying to…” A pause. Then abruptly she ripped one of her arms up, pointing a finger into nowhere. “MARRY!” “WHAT!?” “YES! AND THEY HAVEN’T INVITED US. AND FROM COMMUNICATION WITH BASE-“ “Oh, did you say hi to Jeremy for us?” “Yeah, I did- BUT NO THE POINT. COMMUNICATION WITH BASE REVEALED: THEY HAVE ALSO NO KNOWLEDGE OF THE OPERATION. MIKE AND SIMON HAVE GONE ROGUE AND PLAN TO GET MARRIED PATHETICALLY AND ALONE WITHOUT ANY OF THEIR FRIENDS. CAN WE STAND FOR THAT!?” Immediately, the both of them stood up. “NO SIR!” “THAT IS WHAT I LIKE TO HEAR: OPERATION ‘BIG WEDDING, IF YOU LIKE IT OR NOT’ COMMENCES N O W!” The fact that maybe, POTENTIALLY these two were just going on a nice trip was carefully considered by Old Sport and then passionately discarded. As was the potential that they weren’t invited on purpose. Or that there were still children’s souls to save. They waited decades- surely, they could wait some more, eh? - - - Mike was the first to wake up. He was groggy and confused, but his hand immediately reached for his partner. “Ssss- simon…?” A cough beside him snapped him fully out of it. Simon was stirring besides him, groaning. Quickly Mike leaned over him, gently slapping his face. “Simon?! Please- wake the fuck up.” “… Mike…?” It came back, as groggy. Then, a soft, raspy laugh. “… you look… beautiful… am I dreaming…?” “Christ, Si. What’s with the sentimentalities? Wake up.” Shifting on the spot, the heavy fabric around his legs confused him for a moment- “WHAT THE FUCK.” Jumping back, he stared down at himself, inspecting baffled the completely white and glittering wedding dress he was wearing. Now that he thought of it- Simon was wearing an elegant dark suit with a light blue tint. “What the FUCK!?” “Aaah… were we kidnapped?” Simon got slowly up, looking around, not caring too much about his appearance. “… you’d think now that we’re away from Freddy’s, that would be over…” Flustered, Mike stood up straight and gritted his teeth. “… whoever the fuck did it, I’ll break their necks. You don’t fuck with a Freddy’s veteran, not if you want to live.” Simon just snorted in response, but allowed Mike to gentle help him up- laughing a little again, as Mike carefully checked him over. “Really- I’m fine. Don’t worry. Just a bit dizzy.” “Good. Their deaths will be quick instead of slow then.” They spotted a door. Their exit? Carefully they approached- and before Mike could try the handle, a hand wrapped itself around his. Looking back, Simon had furrowed his brow and nodded determinedly at him. We have been through worse. Together we will get out. They pushed open the door… … light flooded in. Immediate cheers from all sides and elegant organ music was playing. Glitter and white petals were falling from over them, as they tried to desperately to regain orientation. They were in a giant church, and the benches were filled with animatronics, fellow Phone Guys who looked rather confused, and at the very front was Jeremy, in a priestly outfit, smiling and waving at them. “CONGRATULATION!!!!” Marion was by his side like a shadow, looking skeptical- but also raising a hand in greeting. Old Sport was nowhere to be seen, however it turned out terrifyingly enough that it was Dave of all people on the organ, playing his heart out in the fanciest clothes he seemed to find. Actually, all these fancy suits seemed to have a similar style… “… did you rob a fucking wedding dress venue?!” Baby by the front gave an enthusiastic thumbs up. “ABSOLUTELY! ONLY THE BEST FOR YOU! Well- I wanted to give BOTH of you dresses, but Jeremy said that wasn’t traditional and that we didn’t know what you would want- so eh. I’m sorry, I gave my best to make BOTH of you beautiful.” Funtime Freddy didn’t even need to raise his voice to be audible over the cheers. “YYY---YYEAH! S-S-soo we G-GAVE it to the one who- one who- NEEDED IT THE MOST! HA-AHAHAha-A-A-A-AHAHAH!” Simon stood up straighter. “DO NOT TALK THIS WAY ABOUT MY MIKE! OR I’LL- I’LL UH- KICK YOU OUT OF MY WEDDING, RIGHT NOW!” “No—NOOOOO!” Funtime Freddy looked horrified. “I- I- AM SOooOO- S-SORRY! P-Pleas-eee-e! Don’t- don’t- kick m-e-e-e OUT!“ “Then watch yourself.” Simon dragged Mike a bit closer. “… are we actually fucking doing this?” Quietly Mike whispered to him as they walked up the rows. “… we should play along for now… and if we see a chance, we’ll get out. Take revenge, or- uh- whatever.” “If you say so. I’m with you to the end.” They arrived in front of Jeremy, who made a gesture to quiet the room, with Dave taking the que to play a quieter, marriage appropriate song on his instrument. “Hey, uh- Jeremy.” Casually Simon started, clearly having a plan. “I appreciate this, but uh- you’re not a priest, right? Aren’t only priests allowed to do stuff like this? Baptism, marriage, all that? We can wait for you guys to find a proper priest…” Sadly, Jeremy’s lovely smile broke that hope immediately. “Oh, actually, protestants are allowed to baptize themselves if no priest is there. I think as long as two witnesses are there…? But yes. Same for marriage! No worries- I gladly do it! I also made the cake!” The promised couple turned their head around to spot a giant cake. Beautiful multiple layers of delicious goodness. “It’s with strawberries!” Happily Jeremy said. “I picked the motive.” Cooly Marion pointed out. “Jeremy almost made a golden Fredbear and Springbonnie cake.” “It would have been cute.” Jerry pouted, but Marion’s eyes didn’t leave Phone Guy. “… I thought a cool fire motive would connect with you guys better.” And indeed, the huge red and orange cake was a piece of art with glass-like sugar tips that looked out and broke the light like a frozen fire. The rest of it looked mouth-watering filling, vanilla and chocolate pieces on top, to completement the fruity mass. Mike nudged Simon’s side. How about doing it for the free cake? Simon shrugged, not opposed. Jeremy rose his arms. “We have gathered today, to witness the wonderful and loving union of these two people. You will know them as your friends, your employers, to some even our heroes-“ “Can we speed it up?” Mike scoffed. Dave from above laughed. “TOLD YOU GUYS THEY WOULDN’T WANT THE WHOLE SPIEL.” Looking a tiny bit offended, Jeremy shook his head. “Fine, fine. Okay, so, in the name of god, pledging your lives, in sickness and in health, good times and bad times, through everything that could live throw at you- will you, Simon McCall, take Mike Schmidt as your husband?” What was that for a question even? Simon paused, looking into Mike’s storm-grey eyes. Those with the hint of blue, those that had looked at him so often in his life. The first time he hired him, the first time he stormed into his office complaining about the animatronics moving, the ones that had called him out relentlessly… the ones that had looked at him with untypical worry after he had fallen sick, the ones looking at him with apprehension, that slowly turned to trust… from then to now, this man had gone through all with him. Through all the disappointments, the terrors, the victories, the problems. “Yes, I do.” The words came out of him unintentionally seriously. But he meant them with his whole heart. “Good! Mike, through sickness and health, through the good and the bad-“ “Yes, I do.” Mike answered with an intensity untypical of him. A seriousness that could hardly be rivaled, only matched by Simon’s before him. They had been through sickness and health before, through pain and joy, through everything life could do to them. And for Simon? He would do it all again. Without hesitation. Jeremy sniffled a little, clearly moved. “Then- I shall declare you husband and husband. Put the rings onto each other’s fingers and kiss, a union for all to see.” A door to the side had opened among the cheers and cries of the audience and the glammed up Old Sport came out, holding a box. The noises of celebration became louder when he stepped beside Jeremy, between the couple and opened the box. Mike and Simon stayed quiet however. “… those are fucking grenades.” Cheerful Old Sport pointed at the golden rings with each two red and a blue stone at the top of the grenades. “No worries, the rings are at this part here. All you gotta do is pull them off!” “They will blow up if we do that.” “Love will protect you <3” “… how did you make that noise with your- you know what, never-fucking-mind.” The church had gone quiet again at this point, everyone watching breathlessly. Slowly Mike looked deep into Simon’s dial. They nodded slowly, at the same time. Their heartbeats were in totally synchroneity. It was time. Both of them picked up their respective grenade slowly. The entire church held their breath- Within one immediate movement they pulled their respective rings over and in the same movement, Phone Guy dropped it in Old Sport’s hands while Mike chucked it with ALL power to the place were Dave was sitting, who in response JUMPED, but not AWAY, no! TOWARDS it, reaching out to catch the bomb, while Marion had already grabbed Jeremy, pulling him upwards, out of the blast radius, while Mike and Simon at the same time rushed towards the door, past the confused attendants, who made gasps of confusion- Rolling over the ground, Dave held up his one, smiling like a maniac. “OLD SPORT! OLD SPORT LOOK! I CAUGHT IT! THAT MEANS WE GET MARRIED NEXT! OLD SPORT-“ B O O M ! Thankfully, the grenades had simply been smoke ones that were fitted to look and to some degree sound like real ones. However, the smoke was extensive and cough-inducing and when it cleared, Mike and Simon were gone. “These BASTARDS!” Old Sport called out, rubbing his soot-smeared face. “Ah, the eagerness of freshly married couples.” Dave put a hand on his chest. “Gotta say, I’m jealous.” “Not THAT!” Disgruntled Old Sport pointed at the table that had stood by the exit. “THEY TOOK OUR ENTIRE CAKE!” “What!?” Appalled Dave cried out. “Unbelievable! These fuckin’ sewer rats. Next time we ain’t gonna invite them to their weddin’, bet they’ll feel stupid then!” - - - Somewhere, far away, a camper stood, with two people sitting on top of it. Each of them held a place with a big piece of deliciously expensive and sweetly flavored cake. “You win some, you lose some.” Mike took a bit bite. “But I think we won more.” “Where do you think they got these rings from?” Carefully Simon inspected the admittedly beautiful ring on his finger. “You think they, uh- stole it?” “Probably.” A shrug. “But I mean- well. Do we want to be married to each other with stolen rings…?” For a moment they looked at each other. Then they both shrugged. “Yeah, fucking whatever.” “Totally fine by me.”

#microphone #simon mccall #mike schmidt #Dave Miller #Old Sport

[murdrdocs]

MURDRTOBR !

thirty one nights of classic, horny, fun.

requests: closed + note from celeste

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 FORMIDABLE COOL. ETHAN LANDRY OCT 01

an exclusive with the infamous ghostface killer from the recent 6th installment

manipulation, p in v, choking/breath play, mean!ethan, ghostface!ethan

other articles include ...

INTERVIEW 001 - ,, mean!hobie brown + degradation. OCT 03

INTERVIEW 002 - ,, sub!stiles stilinski + thigh riding. OCT 05

INTERVIEW 003 - ,, ethan landry + period sex. OCT 07

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 SAW YOUR END. VOID STILES STILINSKI OCT 11

in a shocking interview, you reveal your attraction towards the nogitsune, despite all of the havoc he has inflicted on your loved ones. including the owner of the body he possesses.

fem!reader, void stiles, slight dubcon, manipulation, impact play, forced impregnation, snowballing, choking

other articles include ...

INTERVIEW 004 - ,, theo raeken + manipulation OCT 8

INTERVIEW 005 - ,, mean!rafe cameron + degradation OCT 10

INTERVIEW 006 - ,, officer! miguel o'hara + playing dangerous OCT 12

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 YOUR HAZE. VOID STILES STILINSKI OCT 17

this week we sit down with you and are blessed with the revelation that stiles stilinski really likes your fangs and craving for human blood.

vampire!fem!reader, void stiles, heavy manipulation, oral sex (f receiving)

other articles include ...

INTERVIEW 007 - ,, ethan landry + suffocation + oral OCT 15

INTERVIEW 008 - ,, eddie munson + non con voyeurism OCT 16

INTERVIEW 009 - ,, rafe cameron/sarah cameron + stepcest OCT 18

INTERVIEW 010 - ,, ghostface! jj maybank/rafe cameron + dubcon OCT 21

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 BUT YOU'RE NOT MINE. MIGUEL O'HARA OCT 25

in this tell all, miguel o’hara details the time he got with you. well not you you, but the you in another universe. the faces are the same, so he wonders: what else is the same?

fem!reader, dubcon + cnc, size kink, dacryphilia, oral sex (f receiving), p n v

INTERVIEW 011 - ,, robin buckley + voice kink OCT 24

INTERVIEW 012 - ,, theo raeken/stiles stilinski + voyeurism OCT 26

INTERVIEW 013 - ,, finnick odair + filming OCT 28

INTERVIEW 014 - ,, mike schmidt + filming OCT 29

INTERVIEW 015 - ,, stepsis!hazel callahan + filming + blackmail OCT 30

INTERVIEW 016 - ,, hazel callahan + corruption OCT 31

rules.

respect the authors wishes; do not request any kinks not on the list; if unsure about anything, contact me! most if not all works are dark content. minors pls dni !

characters.

Chad Meeks Martin, Charlie Walker, Corey Cunningham, Dave Lizewski, Eddie Munson, Ethan Landry, Finnick Odair, Hobie Brown, Hazel Callahan, Harry James Potter, Jackson Whittemore, Jake Seresin/Hangman, Jake Sully, JJ Maybank, Miguel O’Hara, Mike Schmidt, Namor, Peter B. Parker, Peter Parker (all), Peter Quill, Quinn Bailey, Rafe Cameron, Robin Buckley, Rodrick Heffley, Sam Carpenter, Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Steve Harrington, Steven Grant, Tara Carpenter, Theo Raeken

kinks.

Age gap/age difference, Blood Play, Bukkake, Car sex, Cock ring, Cuckold, Double Penetration, Exhibitionism, Femdom, Filming, Groupsex/Gangbang, Hate Fucking, Heat, Knife play/danger kink, Mommy kink, Monster fucking (vampires, werewolves, incubus/succubus), Mutual Masturbation, Pegging, Piss/Bladder control, Public sex, Sex Pollen, Size difference, Somnophilia, Stepcest, Voyeurism

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[for-a-longlongtime]

The One Thing I Need To See In Gladiator II

(it's not what you think)

I absolutely 100% need Pedro's character to kill Denzel Washington's character.

(gif above and below by @perotovar)

No, I don't even care about specifics.

WE NEED JUSTICE FOR DAVE YORK.

As @theywhowriteandknowthings once said about/from the POV of Robert McCall (Denzel's character):

and @wyn-n-tonic was spot on, too:

They truly did Dave dirty, and I just feel like this needs to be set right in Gladiator II. Perfect opportunity.

(gifs by @pajamasecrets)

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

#pedro pascal #gladiator 2 #denzel washington #paul mescal #Dave York #joseph quinn

[creedslove]

Proving Dave York's marriage wasn't going that great - Equalizer 2

First of all, I'd like to remind you all besties that I'm a Dave York apologist and I will forever defend this man no matter how many atrocities he's done (and were those really atrocities? Debatable) and I have also villainized Carol and I have zero regrets about it, so let's go:

• Exhibit A: The trip to Belgium

Susan and Dave are in a virtual meeting talking about the recent case, she knows shes gonna have to travel all the way to Belgium to investigate and invites Dave, who immediately goes like "and leaving this shitty office?"

But, what if the office isn't really his main problem? What if Dave was also looking forward to leaving the house for a little while? A trip to another country seems refreshing and also the belgium chocolate? Dave's excited... And as a husband and a father of two not once he thinks of bringing his family some chocolate? It's a sign of a stressed man who needs some time on his own

• Exhibit B: the hotel hall

Dave and Susan are going over the evidence they found in the crime scene, gathering hypothesis on what could've happened and Dave says there's no records of the victim cheating on his wife with anyone, not even flirty texts and Susan is like "come on, Dave women fuck around too"

And that's Dave's reaction:

He's like: well....

(also, sorry for the horrible quality of the pic but you besties get the point and also his tummy 🤤)

And then Susan asks him when was the last time Dave sent his wife flowers and all Dave says is: "noted, noted"

So that indicates it has been a long time since Dave has sent her flowers... So the romance is dead, and if the romance is dead so is their sexual life. Was Dave thinking about the possibility of Carol herself fucking around? And let's face it, she probably is

• Exhibit C: the kitchen scene

Commonly used to prove the point that no matter if Dave's an assassin, he's also a good father, the kitchen scene reveals more about his marriage than anything else; we see Dave's got a huge, beautiful house, and then we go to the kitchen. It's spacious, nice, and modern... And messy. One of the kids is whining about grapes and going to the dentist and the other one is doing the homework and Dave and Carol? Absolutely no sign of a loving couple, no pecking on the lips, exchanging glances, a little flirting... Nothing. They are just ignoring each other, Dave's got his cup of coffee and hand and checking his phone as if he's alone.

Then when Carol goes to answer the door, he's giving his youngest daughter attention, he is a good dad, but it isn't a heartwarming interaction between them, and above all, he seems bored, like yeah the kids are cute but he's got more important things to do

And then, when Carol takes a while to come back with McCall, Dave calls her by her name twice, of course he raised his voice because she was in another room and he wanted her to hear him, but it always seemed just so dry and harsh to me and I couldn't exactly figure why it was like that, until I finally got it:

no pet names at all

Seriously?! No darling, honey, baby, sweetheart?! Just a simple dry "CAROL" a couple of times and that's it? It smells like a marriage crisis to me...

• Exhibit D: the driveway scene

The scene where McCall runs into his old team and promises to kill them all; there's enough tension as it is, they all know McCall means business and he is low-key threatening Dave's family by pretending he's so nice and friendly and wanting to get a ride

(I just need to address how dumb and careless is to allow McCall, a man she's never seen in her life get a ride with her and get so cozy around her kids, I mean yeah, he's her husband's army buddy but he's also an old man who also happens to be a complete stranger and he suddenly wants to be around her and her kids, I mean, fuck off)

And Dave knows it's likely one of the last times he's gonna see his family... And what does he do? Does he hug them? Give Carol a peck on the lips? He does NOTHING!!!

So you know what it means? Carol wasn't worthy of her husband, they didn't love each other anymore and Dave would be way better off with me instead 😉🤪

#pedro pascal #dave york #random #personal #equalizer 2 #dave york x reader #dave york x you #dave york x y/n #i love dave so much #i hope you besties enjoy him too

[pedropascalsx]

Gif by me.

Kinktober: Day Eight: Sex Pollen/Fuck or Die.

Dave York x F! Reader.

Warnings: Dub-con due to sex pollen.

Summary: You inhale a mystery powder on a job.

Word count: 1489

Thanks again to @absurdthirst for her incredible prompt list 🩵

The building is eerily quiet, the supposed party that’s happening on the second floor is either a blow out or you’ve been given the wrong day. Still your feet climb the stairs and you make your way towards the banquet hall with your boss on your heels.

He says nothing and it makes you feel more uneasy, and the expression etched on his face doesn’t help. He’s pissed. This is clearly a setup or a waste of time, but neither of you can leave until you check to see if your target is on site.

As you approach the door, Dave steps in front of you, signalling for you to unstrap the pistol attached to your upper thigh. His fingers fan out around the doorknob and he twists it open revealing an empty room and you both sigh.

He slams the door behind you both as you step into the room and you notice the envelope with his name taped to the wall. “Dave,” you call out, before signalling to the envelope.

“Open it,” he snarls, “It’ll be McCall. Taunting me. Letting me know he’s always one step ahead.”

You nod before taking a few steps towards the wall and pull it off, opening it immediately and falling into a fit of coughs as a plume of powder breaks free from the envelope hitting you in the face.

“Fuck,” you splutter, before throwing down the envelope and attempting to cough up the powder you’ve already inhaled, not noticing him run up behind you, and pick up the envelope himself.

“At least one of us had the sense to put on gloves,” you say, as you notice him examining the white powder and trying to ignore the fire starting to burn in your veins.

“It’s potent,” you murmur, as it starts to intensify, “Fuck, it’s hot in here.”

“No, it’s not,” Dave says matter of factly, with a snarl and a flash of his teeth. “We need to get back and find out whatever the fuck this is.” He reaches out and grabs your arm, leading you back towards the door and hurrying you downstairs and out the building.

By the time you reach his car, your whole body is burning, your limbs are tingly and you’re soaked in between your legs. “Fuck, Dave,” you murmur, as an uncomfortable need starts to rip through you, an arousal so strong that it’s painful.

“This wasn’t McCall,” he growls, “This isn’t his style.” The engine roars to life and Dave seems unaware of your predicament, “Whatever you’ve inhaled Ari will be able to identify it and we can reverse it or sit with you as you ride it out.”

You writhe uncomfortably in your seat, squeezing your thighs together desperately to get a little bit of friction and some relief from the fire that’s burning there. “Dave,” you whimper, as he speeds towards the safe house, “It fucking hurts.”

“Where does it hurt?” He asks, still focusing on the road.

“Ev-everywhere, but uh, fuck,” you moan, cutting yourself off with a cry as he rounds the street corner and pulls up to the safe house.

“Come on,” he orders, as he swings open his car door and starts running up the stairs towards the house. You groan loudly before stepping out and following him, almost keeling over as you reach the front door and the burning in your stomach becomes too much to bear.

“How much did she inhale?” Ari asks, as you finally step into the house, arms clutching your stomach.

“Not much,” you answer for Dave, “But it was like a cloud of smoke, I moved away before I could take a big inhale.

“Go to your room,” Dave orders, as you become more and more unsteady. “We will let you know what it is.”

**

Peeling off your dress you cringe at the amount of slick that has dripped down your legs, your panties soaked with your arousal as it continues to burn in your veins. “What was that shit?” You murmur to yourself, before throwing yourself on the bed and slipping your fingers between your legs to start to work away some of your need.

The relief is almost immediate, your bundle of nerves crying out with pleasure the second you press your fingers to it. You close your eyes and let yourself fantasize about Dave, as you find yourself doing most nights, and in no time you’re biting your lip to stop yourself crying out loudly in pleasure.

For a few moments you relish in your orgasm, letting yourself come down and exhaling as the burning seemingly dies out. But after just a few seconds the fire is back, and more intense than before, ripping through you like wildfire and sending your pleasure receptors into overdrive. You slip your fingers back between your legs and rub your clit as fast as you can, desperately working your bud to quench the thirst you feel like you’re dying of.

**

“It’s a type of pollen,” Ari tells Dave, “It’s used primarily in sex clubs where they have people to monitor its users, because it can kill you. The trick is to not engage with it,” he says with a shrug, “It wears off pretty quickly as long as you don’t get your heart rate pumping, but if you do, it can last for hours.”

“Shit,” Dave cusses, “It makes people… aroused?” He asks, with a rise of his brows. “I guess I'll let her know.”

“Yeah,” Ari murmurs, “Whoever left that for you to find, figured you’d be alone and wouldn’t be able to fight off the effects by yourself.”

Dave nods, and makes his way to the door, hurrying out and towards your bedroom and pushing open the door without knocking.

**

“Fuck.” He grunts, as he catches you rocking against your hand, tears dripping down your face as you try to work yourself through it.

“It won’t stop,” you cry to your boss, “Whatever it is, it won’t stop.”

“I know, sweetheart,” he says, surprisingly softer than you’re expecting, before walking towards you. Your fingers are still working their magic as he does, “You’re going to rub yourself raw.” He tuts, “It’s sex pollen. I’ll explain later, but you’re not going to be able to fight in by yourself.”

You whimper as he gently touches your legs and asks, “Can I help?”

Silently you nod your head ferociously as he drops to his knees, wrapping his hands around the backs of your legs and pulling you closer to him.

The first swipe of his tongue feels like heaven, he’s meticulous with every motion he makes as he focuses on your clit. After a few dozen flicks of his tongue, he pushes his fingers inside your dripping hole, fitting two with ease and curling them up against the spongy spot.

It doesn’t take long until you’re cumming on his face, rocking your hips up and tangling your fingers in his slightly overgrown hair before your thighs squeeze around his head.

He pulls his head away, as he studies your face for more pain, and it doesn’t take long before it’s flashing up again. “Need you.” You murmur, “Please, Dave.”

“My fingers or my tongue?” He asks, as he dips his head back down, licking a wide stripe from your clit and all the way down.

“Your cock,” you whine desperately, and he chuckles from between your legs.

“You sure?” He asks, before pushing himself back up.

“Yes,” you almost scream, watching as he works his belt and pulls down his pants and underwear in one clear sweep. “Please.”

“Whatever you need, baby girl,” he smirks, before pushing himself into you with a sharp snap of his hips.

He’s thick enough that it hurts, it’s overwhelming and exactly what you’re needing, and he fucks exactly how you imagined. Hard and fast. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as he pounds into you, fucking you into the mattress and drowning out the pain coursing through you and replacing it with pleasure. He wets his tongue and presses down on your clit, rubbing the softest circles as his hips continue their deliciously harsh treatment on your cunt.

With a scream of his name, you clamp down on him so tightly that his hips stutter and a cry of your name slips out of his mouth. Your cum drenching his cock as he works you through your high and with a dozen more thrusts he’s painting your walls and extinguishing a little more of the fire inside of you.

He grunts as he pulls out of you, dropping back down to his knees to see his cum dripping from you, before pushing it back in. “I’ll give you my tongue and my fingers again, and then I'll be ready to go again, baby,” he soothes as he can tell it’s starting to flare up again. “As many times as you need.”

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #dave york #dave york smut #kinktober #CKT23 #Kinktober 2023 #dave york x you #dave york x reader #dave york x female reader #dave york x f!reader #my fanfic #my fanfiction #the equalizer 2 #the equalizer fanfiction

[morallyinept]

A full character analysis on DAVE YORK from the film THE EQUALIZER 2.

I've created this as a point of reference when writing for Pedro's characters, and I hope you find it useful. Even if you just want to learn more about the character. 🖤

FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO'S CHARACTERS ANALYSED

FULL CHARACTER STUDY:

Basic Details:

Full Name: David York

Nickname(s): Dave

Appears in: The Equalizer 2, 2018 (first appearance on screen seen on Susan's laptop at approx. 30:14, full appearance seen at approx. 33:46)

Age (if known): 43 - (Although this was the age Pedro was himself when he filmed his scenes, and Dave's DOB is listed the same as Pedro's, 2nd April 1975, so Dave's age may be incorrect. This was found via Dave's character Wiki page, see the bottom of this post for the link.)

Nationality: American - specific dialect unconfirmed, however Dave appears to live in Washington DC

Sexuality: Straight

Family: Wife, Carol, and two young children, Molly and Alice. Molly is the elder of Dave's two daughters, ages unconfirmed

Spouse/Partner: Carol York, wife

Relationship Status: Married

Current Living Status: Deceased - Killed by Robert McCall

Languages Spoken: English

Education: Not confirmed, although as Dave worked for the government, he would have needed to have at least completed high school/college education as a minimum

Occupation:

Job Role/Title: DIA (Defense Intelligence Agency) Agent, former Black Ops Operative, private hire mercenary

Special Skill(s): Tactical, artillery, intelligence/surveillance work, field work, military experience

Notable Colleague(s): McCall, Ari, Resnik & Kovac, later worked with Susan Plummer

Distinguishing Features:

Tattoo(s): Flower tattoo seen behind left ear in the park scene with McCall (Pedro's own), however this is later covered up in another clip in the same scene, so whether this is meant to be a deliberate feature for Dave or not, remains unclear

Piercings: None

Scar(s): Scar on right wrist to mid forearm from previous explosion injury

Other Markings: Freckles on neck

Eye Colour: Brown

Prominent Feature(s): Clean shaven face

Injuries: Dave sustains several injuries before his death: an injury to his right arm when he was caught in a hotel explosion around seven or so years ago. Dave hits the back of his head when he is blown across the tower, which dazes him. He also loses a tooth when McCall elbows him in the jaw. He has his left eye gouged out by McCall shortly before he dies. He is also lacerated four times by his own knife that McCall uses. He looks to be lacerated on his left upper chest/shoulder, his right side arm, left thigh and right side leg; these lacerations look to slice through nerves rendering Dave unable to move, before he is stabbed in the lower left third rib; a close quarter technique - the same way Dave killed Susan. McCall then kicks Dave off the tower and he hits the rocks with the back of his head, resulting in death if he hadn't already yet died. The tide then washes his body away.

Hair Colour: Brown

Dave's scar on his right arm, as pictured below in this film still:

Personality:

Traits: focused, ruthless, smart

(From Dave Wiki Fandom Website) Prior to the events of the Equalizer 2, Dave York served in the U.S. military. At some point, either while still in the military or shortly after his discharge, Dave was recruited into the DIA, and became part of a covert black ops team which consisted of Resnik, Ari, and Kovac. Dave also met former U.S. Marine Robert McCall, who became his team leader, mentor, and close friend. He also befriended fellow DIA agent Susan Plummer. For seven years, Dave and Robert worked together on many covert operations for the DIA. According to Dave himself, most of these operations involved assassinations.

Despite Dave and Robert's close friendship, Robert who had become disillusioned with the DIA and wished to be with his wife, decided to fake his own death. While on a mission in a foreign country, Dave witnessed, what he believed, was Robert being killed in a car bombing (website says 'car bombing' but Dave says 'when that hotel came down on us' in the film, so it's possible the blast from the car bomb destroyed the lobby that Dave was standing in). Three months after Robert's alleged death, Dave's black ops team was then shutdown by the government. Despite this, Dave continued working as an agent for the DIA and worked closely with Susan.

Unbeknownst to Susan and the DIA, Dave secretly went rogue, as he felt disillusioned by the government's decision to shut down his black ops team. He and his former teammates decided to go private and utilized their skills to become assassins and hitmen for hire.

Dave has a cabin that he mentions to McCall in their conversation in the park where he takes his wife and kids for vacations, although it is not stated where this cabin is exactly.

On outer appearance, Dave is a family man. He lives in a suburban house with two cars, a wife and two children and a modest job in the DIA. He is seen taking out the garbage bins and helping his youngest daughter with her homework at the dining table. He refers to both his wife and daughter affectionately as "baby."

Fashion/Outfits:

Outfit 1 - (Opening scene on laptop) Blue suit jacket, white shirt, red and white/silver striped tie

Outfit 2 - (Belgium crime scene) Blue textured two-piece suit, white shirt, red embossed tie, black shoes

Outfit 3 - (Hotel lobby & elevator) Brown three-quarter length trench coat, grey pants, brown belt, blue shirt, red embossed tie

Outfit 4 - (Jogging the park) Blue navy jog pants, blue Adidas trainers with white sole stripes, grey workout jacket, grey round neck t-shirt

Outfit 5 - (On phone to McCall) Dark navy blue two-piece suit, white shirt, blue tie with red dots, black shoes, American flag pin on lapel

Outfit 6 - (At home in his kitchen) Light blue long-sleeved shirt, black slacks, black belt, black shoes

Outfit 7 - (At Robert's House) Black beanie hat, black zip up jacket, black cargo pants, black boots

Outfit 8 - (Final showdown) Green camo soft fleece jacket, black cargo pants (in some scenes they appear dark green), black boots, black fingerless gloves

Accessories: American flag pin badge, black mobile phone, plain gold wedding band on wedding finger, watch on left wrist

Weapons Used:

Weapon(s): (Exact weapons pictured below)

Dave's hand gun is a Beretta M941 9x19mm

Dave's Rifle is a Daniel Defense MK12 with a separate mounted periscope

Dave also uses a knife to stab Susan in the lower third rib, known as a 'close quarter technique'. which would result in almost instant death from a punctured lung. It was a two millimetre stab wound, resulting in a thin blade used.

Dave has a knife he uses in the final fight with McCall, with a black handle and slate looking blade

Modes of Transport:

Vehicle(s):

Dave has two cars parked on his home driveway: a 2017 white/silver Mercedes-Benz GLS 450 which Carol drives, and a black Chevrolet, possibly either a Malibu or a Cruze model, although not confirmed as we don't see him actually drive it. License plate reg looks to be ZX36S3, custom plate made for the film.

Dave is sitting in the driver's seat of a 2017 Silver Ford Taurus outside of McCall's house.

Dave is passenger in the same 2017 Silver Ford Taurus later when he tracks down McCall.

Dialogue:

🗨 See Dave's full dialogue from the film, including deleted scenes.

Further Character Links (if any):

Pedro Pascal Soundbites The Equalizer 2, Equalizer 2 Behind the Scenes Through Antoine's Lens: The Cast, Equalizer 2 Action Scenes Breakdown, Building The World of Equalizer 2

Dave's Wiki Villain Page

FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO'S CHARACTERS ANALYSED

#dave york #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #PPCU #pedro pascal cinematic universe #dave york the equalizer 2 #the equalizer 2 #dave york character #pedro pascal character analysis #pedro pascal character database

[eupheme]

— Work Song

Dave York x Wife!Reader

Rated M - 600 words

Prompt: Work Song + Dave York

Tags: Dave POV, divergent timeline, fix-it au, who’s carol?? (aka wife!reader), references to sex, canon-typical violence, blood and death, implied happy ending

A/N: my contribution to the Hozier Drabble Challenge by @wannab-urs! Dave is new to me in every way so thank you so much @morallyinept for this banger post & I hope this isn’t too far off the mark

No grave can hold my body down

I'll crawl home to her

In all his years as an operative, and then the ones that followed - Dave’s life had never flashed before his eyes.

Instead there was always the bone-deep ache of fresh wounds. Split flesh and the sharp spike of adrenaline - his senses firing too quickly for his mind to process, hurtling him into pure instinct.

Surviving by the teeth of his skin.

But he knows - if he had that luxury - what he would think of.

It would be of you.

You weren’t supposed to matter. Just another checkbox in his life, a means of distraction.

Job. Married. Kids.

He’s still working on that last part. Never one to leave a job half-done.

But here, at the end of all things, it’s all Dave can think about. Rewinding back over the years.

Nights spent in - a darkened room, the television hilighting the art that lines your walls. Takeout cartons tipped over on the table. The movie long forgotten, your thighs wrapped firmly around his waist as you sobbed his name.

It was enough until it wasn’t.

Until he became possessive. That small measure of stability in a life that had suddenly tilted sideways.

There’s a flash of white, yards of chiffon and lace. An ache of hunger, so wrapped up in each in each other that you completely missed the hors d’oeuvres.

His mother had said they were good.

He would have to take her word for it.

The oaken walls of the cabin close around him, now. The white of your dress turning into a blanket of snow. His one hidden place, the few times he could try to turn his brain off.

It never worked.

But out there, he didn’t find himself looking over his shoulder as often. Too set on the needy rock of your hips. The splash of water over the edge of the oversized tub, soaking into forgotten towels.

His fingers leaving marks, so different than the kind he’s used to. Your sweetness a honey that coated his thorns, dulling them within these walls.

The sunlight streaming in from above narrows to a single bulb, hanging in the kitchen. You always left it on when he was gone. Beckoning him home, a beacon in the storms.

Dave thinks about how the light will stay on now, until it finally burns out.

He shouldn’t care this much. His partners know him better than you do, even the one that took Dave’s knife between his ribs.

McCall’s face hovers now - that pinch between his eyebrows. The hoarse cry as Dave had twisted the knife, angling it deep. His vision narrowed down to one eye, dead set on ensuring mutual destruction. His own side oozing and aching by his own blade, forgotten in the struggle.

A sharp throb at the back of his head, gritted teeth and full of hate. Watching as the light started to dim in his ex-partner’s eyes.

Before the whipping winds of the watchtower followed him down - one last surge of strength, as he was kicked over. The rain above falling to join the ocean below.

It’s here that his lungs begin to burn - his eye opening to see the reflecting glint of the sun above, that heavy layer of clouds parting.

Limbs finally moving, propelling him to the surface. Heart pounding with a pulse that echos with an ache near his temples.

By all rights, he shouldn’t be alive. A near-miss of McCall’s blade. The rocks on the shore as he raced to meet them.

And maybe - maybe, it’s the blood loss. Maybe it’s the cold shock of the ocean. Of knocking on death’s door, only for it not to answer.

But it’s still you, as his legs kick. The thought that although you don’t know him - maybe it’s a sign that he could be the man that you think he is.

It lingers, as he’s left retching on the shores of the beach.

Sucking in air, as he’s given one more chance.

Perhaps McCall had been onto something. Because after all, he’s a dead man - right?

Maybe now he can finally go home.

#dave york x reader #dave york x you #dave york x f!reader #hozier drabble challenge

[cybercupidwrites]

Hi!! I want to start writing for different characters in my free time, so i guess this will be my request page just leave a comment (OR advice about writing. That would be so helpful too!)

I will NOT be writing smut because I’m terrible at it! So thats just a warning.

These are characters i could write about

Marvel (the avengers mainly):

Bucky barnes

Tony stark

Steve rodgers

Peter parker

Natasha romanoff

Bruce banner

Thor odinson

Loki laufeyson

Wanda maximoff

Pietro maximoff

Steven grant

Marc spector

Jake lockley

Scott lang

Criminal minds:

Spencer reid

Aaron hotchner

Derek morgan

Penelope garcia

Emily prentiss

Jennifer jareau

Elle greenway

The maruraders:

Remus lupin

Sirius black

James potter

Glimore girls:

Luke danes

Jess mariano

Dean forester

Tristan dugray

Dave rygalski

Lorelai gilmore

Rory gilmore

Sookie st. James

Lane kim

Friends:

Joey tribbiani

Ross geller

Chandler bing

Rachel green

Monica geller

Phoebe buffay

Mike hannigan

Teen wolf:

Stiles stilinski

Scott mccall

Issac lahey

Derek hale

Theo reaken

Liam dunbar

Malia tate

Lydia martin

Allison argent

Kira yukimura

Other characters:

Nick miller

Carl gallagher

Steve harrington

Robin buckley

Damian wayne

Dick grayson

Bruce wayne

Jason todd

Clark kent

Peeta mellark

#bucky barnes x reader #marc spector x reader #jess mariano x y/n #nick miller x reader #steve rogers x reader #luke danes x reader #peeta mellark x yn #steve harrington #damian wayne #dick grayson #stiles stilinksi x reader #joey tribbiani #remus x y/n #sirius black x you #james potter x y/n #spencer reid x reader #moon knight fluff

[iamasaddie]

Bb, On God.. the more I watch Equalizer the more I hate McCall.

McCall LICHRALLY went to Dave's house and told him he was going to UNALIVE him and then had the audacity to drive off with Dave's wife and 2 daughters.... NUH UH that's what the bad guy does!!!!!!!!

Dave York apologist forever! 🫶

Not to mention that he literally abandoned the man who looked up to him and thought of him as a friend and mentor, making Dave think he was dead. And then doing what he did BECAUSE DAVE WAS ABANDONED BY EVERYONE, LOST, ANGRY AND DESPERATE? OH FUCK NO.

also killing a man who has a wife and two little kids so easily while playing the hero? na sir, you are a piece of pigeon shit, you are not a hero in any universe.

#iamasaddie Q&A column

[stcllata]

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐀. italian translation of the word starry.

hey, what's goodie? name is kelly. she/her. taurus. i was born in 1981; you can do the math yourself. also happen to be a roleplay veteran, been at this since 1997. this is a multimuse account [ you probably remember venusiiian, oxtaiiiled and tawruhs ]. 85-90% of the time i'm mobile; i've also got a full time job and outside responsibilities. i'm going to be keeping this real simple. don't be a dick and we'll get along just fine.

PROMO. PROMPTS. STARTER CALLS. MEME CALL.

work schedule; sundays [ 2:00 pm through 7:00 pm EST ], mondays through thursdays [ 8:00 am through 3:00 pm EST ].

blogroll; @galcttica, @bykokoro, @nottc.

affiliates; @bruisin @bruz3r @byeolyeou @crankfield @dcmoniism @dixoniisms @hisfinesse @italianexotiicbeauty @kurjaks @likeprotege @nxtahxro @oathfcrged @ofbitterdeath @pwrups @scalpelwielding @shotgunshellsandfeathers @sxltedgxn @tobeblamed @whcwashe

muse list is under the cut.

arranged alphabetically by LAST NAME.

CANONS.

ARGENT, christopher. teen wolf. jr bourne.

BARNES, james. mcu. sebastian stan.

CONSTANTINE, john. dceu. keanu reeves.

GERARD, marcellus. the originals. charles michael davis.

GILBERT, elena. the vampire diaries. poppy drayton.

GROVER, ziggy. power rangers. milo cawthorne.

HALE, rosalie. twilight. nikki reed.

KENT, clark. smallville. tom welling.

LEGUME, gilbert. son of gaston. dylan playfair.

MCCALL, scott. teen wolf. tyler posey.

PALMER, raymond. arrowverse. brandon routh.

PARK, adam. power rangers. johnny yong bosch.

ROGERS, steven. mcu. chris evans.

SCOTT, jason lee. power rangers. austin st john.

WINCHESTER, samuel. supernatural. jared padalecki.

ORIGINALS.

ACQUARONE, cathán murrough. selkie. daniel gillies. bio.

BRECKENRIDGE, graham. lawyer. ben barnes.

BARTON, francine. daughter of hawkeye and black widow. stella maeve.

BENNETT, sheila grayson. witch; daughter of bonnie and jeremy. vanessa morgan.

CLARKE, sinclair. cleaner. adam driver.

CRESCENTI, zeno. son of venus. luke pasqualino.

HINTON, royce emery. real estate attorney. henry cavill. bio.

DIMITRIOU, cassian. son of lucifer. dacre montgomery. bio.

HOWELL, wallis. leanansídhe. bella thorne.

LOSNEDAHL, ylva. vampire; sired by elijah mikaelson. olivia holt.

MESERVE, delphine. beta werewolf. shay mitchell.

PATTERSON, euan coinneach. beta werewolf. tobias sorensen. bio.

REYES, ximena. drug cartel queenpin. eiza gonzález.

RIESE, evan. prostitute. colton haynes.

ROMERO, lennox. demon. cody christian.

ROSTAGNO, alayna ileana. hunter. lindsay morgan. bio.

SAVARESE, kelly. hunter. werewolf. emilia clarke.

SCHEINBERG, theodore. serum-infused; retired army sergeant. ronen rubinstein.

STILINSKI, bazyli “baz” jacenty. blind stilinski twin. younger by 10 minutes. dylan o'brien (as dave hodgman).

TRUMBAUER, alfons. head librarian. lee pace.

VAN DEN BERG, melchior theodoor. british secret agent. michiel huisman.

WAINWRIGHT, raleigh. demon hunter. justin hartley.

WILLOUGHBY, darcy. wendigo. phoebe tonkin.

WIRTH, adelais johanna. crime scene investigator. katherine mcnamara. bio.

JUN. private security. lee jeno.

NALINI OF AGRABAH. street rat crown princess. daughter of aladdin and jasmine. emeraude toubia.

TINRAHNE. succubus. kate beckinsale.

#.pinned

[wyn-n-tonic]

no, you know what? i'm back on my Dave York bullshit for real. because i don't think enough of y'all paid attention to what he was saying to McCall on that park bench and in that kitchen. i don't think y'all get it.

Dave dedicated his life in service of his country. he was a good man, loved his family, upstanding Marine (or as upstanding as a Marine can get but i digress). he watched Robert die right in front of him and was injured himself. he went to the funeral of his best partner/mentor, a man he ADMIRED. he mourned for this man alongside the PTSD he was harboring and he was THROWN AWAY by the very entity that did that to him. they tossed him out and said, 'smell ya later, fuck-o!'

and he's approached with this offer that he can continue utilizing the skillset he's been equipped with to make actual money and actually take care of his family, of course he takes it. you think Dave York is going to be satisfied being a pencil pushing, paperwork jockey at a mortgage company? i don't think he was happy with what he ended up doing either but he was content with his family being taken care of.

and then come to find out that McCall is alive?? that Susan and Susan's husband KNEW?! that the people he was closest to in the wake of his partner/mentor's death were aware that he actually wasn't dead and let him suffer alone in grief anyway?!

Dave is not a bad guy, he just did bad things out of desperation. but those closest to him should've never let him get to that point in the first place.

#i'm glad Susan's dead fUCK THAT BITCH #dave york #i will fight to the bitter end for my man #and that's that on that