Bits of my reality

PUDIMOS!!!!!

2008-06-29T20:42:19Z

ESPAÑA ES CAMPEONA DE EUROPA!!!

3-0!!!!! ESPAÑA EN LA FINAL!!!!

2008-06-26T20:56:03Z

Lo hemos conseguido!!! Estamos en la final!!!!

Pasamos de cuartos!!!!

2008-06-22T23:06:42Z

ESTAMOS EN SEMIFINALES!!!

Adios a la maldición de cuartos y a la mala racha con Italia. Jugamos mejor, y aunque no se pudo marcar en el partido, pasamos por los penaltis, gracias en gran medida a San Iker, el que sin duda es el mejor portero del mundo!

AHORA A POR RUSIA (otra vez)

1st Tutorial

2008-05-31T18:36:48Z

Here is a simple tutorial to erase the watermarks from the screen caps with Photoshop. In my case I have CS3, but it works in all versions. It's very graphic, so there are a lot of pics to show the steps in it.
A continuación encontrareis un sencillo tutorial para quitar las marcas de agua o moscas de los sceen caps con Photoshop. Tengo el CS·, pero funciona con versiones anteriores. Es gráfico, así que tiene muchas imágenes para ilustrar los pasos.

From/de to/a

First of all, zoom the area you're going to work and select the Healing brush tool, the one that looks like a band aid.
Antes de nada, amplia la zona en la que vas a trabajar y selecciona la herramienta Healing brush, la que parece una tirita.

Now select the option replace instead of normal, the one settled as default. With this you get the coulours won't mix in a blur.
Ahora selecciona la opción de reemplazar en lugar de norma, que es la que aparece por defecto. Con esto evitas que los colores se mezclen aparecendo como un manchurrón.

Now press alt and click in a sane area to select the colour you'll put instead of the mark. After that, simple click the areas to mend. I recommend you to use a little brush (I usually set it to 7px) and make multiple clics instead of moving the mouse around.
Ahora presona alt y haz click en una zona sana para seleccionar el color que vas a poner en lugar de la marca. Despues, simplemente haz click en las zonas que hay que arreglar. Recomiendo que uses una brocha pequeña (generalmente uso una de 7pixels) y que hagas muchos clicks en lugar de mover el cursor.

You have to do it by zones with similar colour. After you get a place done, simple go to another section.
Tienes que hacerlo por zonas con colores parecidos. Cuando ya tengas uno terminado, simplemente vete a otro sitio.

Now mend the places that are still not completed. In this case, where the clothes ends.
Ahora arregla las zonas que no están afinadas. en este caso, donde la ropa acaba.

As you can see, the result is not the one you'd like. That's why we're going to use the Smudge tool, to mix the colours and get a better result. Simply move the mouse around the places you just fixed until you see it look better. In this step you should make zoom out and in to see better how it is looking.
Como verás, el resultado no es exactamnte lo que esperas. Para eso es para lo que vamos a usar la herramienta Smudge, para mezclar los colores y tener un mejor resultado. Simplemete mueve el raton por las zonas que acabas de arreglar y verás como empieza a verse mejor. Aqui ve jugando con el zoom para ver mejor los cambios.

And that's all. You get a watermarkless image ready to use whenever you want to. I really hope this is useful.
Y ya está. Ya tienes tu imagen sin marca de agua para lo que te de la gana. Espero que os sirva de algo.

I had to...

2008-05-11T23:00:52Z

This is for my spanish friends, mostly because it's in spanish. I you understand it, really, you have to watch it.

Llevo un tiempo tarareando la canción de la fea (pero te quiero), y buscando en youtube me he encontrado con esto, y es realmente bueno. Es de los mismos autores de la canción de la fea, solo que en esta se dedican a buscar respuestas a los por qués de la vida:

Si te ha gustado solo un poco, de verdad, tienes que oir la canción de la fea, que ya es bastante conocida gracias a los mail en cadena. Si no sabes de cuál hablo, dímelo.

49 supernatural icons

2008-04-13T22:24:41Z

Teasers:

Here are the rest:

1	2	3	4

5	6	7	8

9	10	11	12

13	14	15	16

17	18	19	20

21	22	23	24

25	26	27	28

29	30	31	32

33	34	35	36

37	38	39	40

41	42	43	44

45	46	47	48

49

Please, credit if you use them :)

Brits, let's join our team!

2008-03-26T10:53:13Z

I just found this and felt like sharing. Just one thing, maracas are not from Spain, a big goof there.

Alonso's car is really dissapointing

2008-03-24T23:43:01Z

After last season, I knew Renault wasn't the same as before, as the team that helped Alonso win his two championships, but it's really frustrating to see how poorly the car can give in the race. But even with the car like that, he tried to give everything and was able to get one point, and seeing how the car is developed, every point is like a miracle.

After Malaysia Grand Price, this video gets more meaning than before.

Let the season begin...

2008-03-16T22:45:30Z

Here is the new Formula one championship, with more tension and more rules who made shine the drives. I loved the race this morning, even if Renault isn't the same as it was before and Alonso can't have a competitive car. Alonso himself admited he expected a worst result, the car isn't ready, and it was really evident (y si, daquien, jodió bastante ver ganar a Hamilton, pero bueno, a ver com progresa el coche). What really made me laugh was the fact that another McLaren driver pushed another button to stop the car; they should really put that botton on bright shiny red.

Hated to see all those crashes, drivers should have spent more time getting use to the new cars and the absense of the computers.

Another meme

2008-03-04T18:02:56Z

IF YOU'RE ON MY FRIENDS LIST, I want to know 36 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, or if we already know everything about each other. Short and sweet is fine ... You're on my list, so I want to know you better!

Be honest (as much as you are willing)! Copy the questions and paste it in a comment to me, then repost the empty questions for the rest of the people on your f-list. :D

1) Are you currently in a serious relationship?
Ans.

2) What was your dream growing up?
Ans.

3) What talent do you wish you had?
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4) If I bought you a drink what would it be?
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5) Favorite vegetable?
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6) What was the last book you read?
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7) What zodiac sign are you?
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8) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.
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9) Worst Habit?
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10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?
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11) What is your favorite sport?
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12) Do you have a Negative or Optimistic attitude?
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13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
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14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?
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15) Tell me one weird fact about you.
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16) Do you have any pets?
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17) What if i showed up at your house unexpectedly?
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18) What was your first impression of me? (hmmm...careful!)
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19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
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20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
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21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
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22) What color eyes do you have?
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23) Ever been arrested?
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24) Bottle or can soda?
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25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?
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27) What's your favorite place to hang at?
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28) Do you believe in ghosts?
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29) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
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30) Do you swear a lot?
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31) Biggest pet peeve?
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32) In one word, how would you describe yourself?
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33) Do you believe/appreciate romance?
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35) Do you believe in God?
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36) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
Ans.

Con los ojos cerrados

2008-03-01T02:19:16Z

Creo que es la primera entrada en el journal completamente en español. Ya era hora, que la letra 'Ñ' del portátil está como nueva.

Basicamente esto es culpa de ignia_v, que como me aburría me pasó la primera temporada de Supernatural, y luego la segunda y los episodios emitidos de la tercera. Dos semanas despues (xq hoy hace dos semanas que estuvimos cenando con los compañeros de la facultad) ya voy por el episodio 7 de la tercera temporada. Una cosita, nena: zorra, por tu culpa no descanso a la hora de comer.

Nombre: Con los ojos cerrados
Autor: poison_girl_t
Rating: los niños a la cama
Fandom: Supernatural con wincesto (porque yo lo valgo)

Sangre.

Sudor.

Dolor.

Cada vez que su mente viaja al pasado, eso es lo primero que recuerda, las primeras imágenes que Dean deja fluir en su mente. Las otras, las que él quiere recordar pero se niega a sí mismo que sean realidad, las mantiene escondidas en un cajón olvidado de su memoria.

Desde el principio, desde que le vio en su apartamento de la universidad, mientras veía entrar por el marco de la puerta a Jess… Desde aquel momento él ya sabía que ese cariño de hermanos, lo que le hacía cuidarle cuando su padre salía de caza, ese sentimiento se había transformado en algo completamente diferente.

Desde entonces se ha encargado de hacer que siga adelante, que permanezca vivo, que sea fuerte para que el día que él ya no esté a su lado sea capaz de defenderse de los peligros del mundo que ellos conocen y que nunca les dejarán en paz. Ahora su prioridad es asegurarse de que en menos de un año Sammy sea capaz de ser feliz, aunque para ello él tenga que seguir ocultando su secreto, él se vea obligado a vivir en su prisión de mentiras con tal de asegurarse de que Sammy no sufra cuando él se vaya. Sabe que en un año le espera el infierno, aunque él vive su infierno personal desde que se dio cuenta de que sus sueños, su mayor pasión, jamás sería real.

Y es que solo hay una cosa que le hace seguir cuerdo tras pasar todo el día a su lado en el coche, dormir en la cama de al lado de él, oír como el agua de la ducha recorre su cuerpo desde detrás de la puerta… Lo único que le permite no agarrar el dichoso Colt y dispararse una bala entre ceja y ceja es cerrar los ojos y pensar que todo va bien, que Sammy y él son realmente felices, que por fin y por primera vez desde que su madre murió Dean puede decir que es feliz.

Lo más difícil de esos momentos es abrir los ojos de nuevo, afrontar que su mundo no es cierto. Pero debe hacerlo, debe vigilar a Sam, asegurarse que está bien, durmiendo en la cama de al lado, como siempre.

Sin embargo, Sam no está en su cama, pero no lo sabe porque su cama esté vacía, sino porque está a los pies de la de Dean, echado en la pared enfrente de él. Dean le mira incrédulo

“Qué haces fuera de la cama. Ha pasado algo?” Dean se apoya en los brazos para hablar con él, pero hay algo raro en su mirada, es como cuando de pequeños Dean le pillaba intentando comerse los cereales que quedaban en la caja, como si él no se los hubiese dado voluntariamente.

“No es nada, Dean. Solo… No sé que voy a hacer si tú te vas” Sam no puede mantener la mirada en Dean y acaba fijándola en sus pies, descalzos sobre la vieja moqueta del hotel.

Dean suspira lentamente. “Sammy, lo sabes bien, no es si me voy, es cuando me vaya.”

Sam vuelve a clavar sus ojos en él. “No estoy dispuesto a dejar que tu mueras por salvarme sin hacer nada. Voy a seguir buscando, debe haber algo que rompa el trato.” Sam agacha la cabeza mientras niega con la cabeza al hablar.

Dean se levanta de la cama y se acerca a Sam, cogiéndole por las muñecas mientras le habla mirándole directamente a los ojos. “¿Y hacer que todo sea para nada? ¿Y dejar que tu mueras?”

“¿Y qué si era mi destino morir aquel día en el pueblo maldito?” Sam agacha la mirada, ocultando las lágrimas que pronto recorrerán su cara.

“¿Y qué si no lo era? ¿Y qué si yo no quiero que lo único en tu vida sea la mierda de vida que llevamos? ¿Y que si yo quiero que tu seas capaz de tener una vida diferente? ¿Y qué si yo quiero que tú seas feliz?” Dean sacude a Sammy en su desesperación Necesita hacerle ver que él debe seguir adelante cuando no pueda estar con él. Necesita hacerle ver que cuando él se vaya debe seguir con su vida.

“¿Y qué si yo jamás seré capaz de ser feliz sin ti?” Sam grita a la vez que vuelve a fijar sus ojos en los de Dean. “No quiero estar sin ti, Dean. No quiero que nadie más me llame Sammy, no quiero que nadie más conduzca tu coche, no quiero dejar de verte sonreír cuando me haces rabiar, no quiero dejar de ver cómo desaparece la comida de mi plato cada vez que me giro, no quiero ver otra cosa al levantarme que no seas tú en la cama de al lado.”

Los ojos de Dean se abren por completo mientras la mirada de Sam, dolorida, temerosa, se clava en ellos. Al soltar las muñecas de Sam, se dirige hacia su cama, sentándose a los pies de ella.

“Quiero que seas feliz, Sammy. Por favor, déjame que haga esto por ti.” No quiere llorar, no quiere demostrarle que él también tiene miedo de lo que puede pasar cuando él no esté, él también tiene miedo de acabar en el infierno, pero él merece la pena, más que nada porque la vida sin él no tiene sentido.

“Tú no lo entiendes, Dean, tu no lo comprendes.” Sammy pasa su mano por la cara, borrando el rastro de sus lágrimas antes de acercarse a él, antes de poner su cara justo delante de la de él, antes de acercarse más de lo que nunca se ha acercado. “Nunca jamás seré feliz si tu mueres porque lo que me mantiene vivo, lo que hace que quiera seguir viviendo rodeado de peligros, en medio de la guerra en la que estamos, es que lo hago contigo, que tú estas a mi lado. Pero tú jamás lo entenderás.”

Dean trata de reponerse de la confesión de Sam, ¿es posible que él sienta lo mismo? No es posible, él no puede… Dean se obliga a sí mismo a detener esos pensamientos y cierra los ojos. En ese momento nota como Sam apoya su frente en la de él y poco después sus labios se unen en un beso casto, igual que los que su padre les daba en la mejilla poco antes de partir durante días.

Al abrir los ojos Sam, su Sammy, le mira de una manera que nunca jamás había visto. La mano de Sam se acerca a su cara y la acaricia lentamente mientras vuelve a besarle lentamente en los labios, besos rápidos, besos delicados. Dean siente como si una mano soltase su corazón, un corazón que ha estado agarrado por un doloroso puño desde aquel día hace más de dos años, al ceder a sus instintos y hacer ese beso más profundo, demostrándose a sí mismo y a Sam, su Sammy, que no está solo, que él está ahí, y que también siente lo mismo.

Sus manos tocan la espalda desnuda de Sam mientras ambos se besan apasionadamente, mordiendo levemente sus labios, batiéndose en duelo con sus lenguas. Siente una mano en su pecho que le empuja hacia atrás y el miedo del rechazo se apodera de él, rompiendo el más perfecto de los besos que jamás ha sentido, pero los labios de Sam sobre su cuello le hacen relajarse, dejándose guiar hasta acabar sin ropa tendido sobre la cama, su querido Sam sobre él haciéndole maravillas con la lengua mientras él no puede hacer otra cosa que acariciarle y explorar ese espectacular cuerpo, paralizado en parte por no creer que por fin esto esté ocurriendo, que a pesar de que solo le quede un año de vida, ese año va a ser el mejor de todos.

Sam deja de besar su pecho por un momento, fijando su mirada en los ojos de Dean, mientras se acerca lentamente a los pies de la cama. De pronto, sin previo aviso, y sin dejar de mirarle, deja que su lengua acaricie el pene de Dean, haciendo que éste de un gemido de pasión.

Dean es incapaz de dejar de mirar, aunque sea con los ojos abiertos, incapaz de mantenerlos abiertos por el placer que recorre su cuerpo. No puede dejar de ver como la boca de Sam, su Sammy, hace desaparecer su pene dentro de su boca mientras su mano acaricia sus testículos, todo ello sin dejar de mirarle. Al cabo de un momento siente como si una corriente eléctrica le atravesase, siente perder el control de su cuerpo, siente como se corre en la boca de Sam, mientras él sigue chupándosela y haciéndole maravillas con la lengua dentro de su boca.

Al abrir los ojos su respiración está entrecortada, falta de aire. Su cuerpo está sudoroso, pero a la vez no siente el frio de la habitación. Al abrir los ojos Sam no está encima de él, está durmiendo tranquilo en su cama. Al abrir los ojos siente como un puño le agarra el corazón con fuerza.

Al abrir los ojos, como cada noche, se llenan de lágrimas al comprender que nunca será capaz de ser feliz.

Vale, eso es todo.

LMAO

2008-02-27T13:07:39Z

I first saw this at r_sambora_luvr, but today some spanish news pages posted it, so in case somebody missed it, there you go.

I'm fucking Ben Affleck:

Now I have that song in my head again...

I tag you!

2008-02-22T10:58:12Z

I was tagged by lessientinuviel:

Pick 10 people and give them the "you make my day" award. If you're picked, you are charged with picking 10 of your own.

1. ignia_v
2. boho_beata
3. katbug1
4. maite_kelly
5. candrodor
6. luary
7. valens74
8. lorelai_dflack
9. mbnola
10. daquien

Another quiz

2008-02-10T20:58:30Z

Snaggered from bon_jovi :

What Bon Jovi Song Are You? Your Result: Wild Is The Wind You are not great at relationships. You need to be free and not tied down, even though it means you may find yourself alone. "I TRIED TO MAKE YOU HAPPY LORD KNOWS I TRIED SO HARD TO BE WHAT YOU HOPED THAT I WOULD BE I GAVE YOU WHAT YOU WANTED GOD COULDN'T GIVE YOU WHAT YOU NEED YOU WANTED MORE FROM ME THAN I COULD EVER BE YOU WANTED HEART AND SOUL BUT YOU DIDN'T KNOW BABY WILD, WILD IS THE WIND THAT TAKES ME AWAY FROM YOU COLD IS THE NIGHT WITHOUT YOUR LOVE TO SEE ME THROUGH AND BABY WILD, WILD IS THE WIND THAT BLOWS THROUGH MY HEART... OOH WILD IS THE WIND WILD IS THE WIND YOU GOTTA UNDERSTAND BABY WILD IS THE WIND ......."
Livin On A Prayer
The Radio Saved My Lif Tonight
It's My Life
Keep The Faith
What Bon Jovi Song Are You? Make a Quiz

I love being wild!

Nueva comunidad

2008-02-04T00:04:44Z

Acabo de crear una nueva comunidad de CSI NY en español. Todos aquellos que deseen ya pueden apuntarse en csi_ny_es

OMG!!! Europe is a country??

2008-02-03T17:49:29Z

Is not that she's blonde, is just that she's stupid.

This worls is weird enough without people like that

2008-01-30T10:29:27Z

Sometimes the news are just shocking. All this week I've been reading and folowing this and I still believe hard to believe there are people as inhuman as this one.

Driver who killed teen sues for damage
By HAROLD HECKLE Associated Press Writer

MADRID, Spain—A speeding motorist who killed a teenage cyclist is suing the boy’s parents over damage to his luxury car, the government says.Enaitz Iriondo, 17, died instantly in August 2004 when businessman Tomas Delgado’s Audi A8 crashed into him at 100 mph near Haro in northern Spain, an Interior Ministry traffic report said. The speed limit was 55 mph.

Iriondo was not wearing reflective clothing or a helmet, the ministry report said. As the sun had set when he crossed the path of Delgado’s car from a side road, a regional court found both parties at fault and closed the case, the report said.

Delgado, whose insurance company paid Iriondo’s parents $48,500 in compensation for their son’s life, filed a suit in late 2006 to recover $29,400 in damages to his car and car rental costs, the ministry traffic report said.

“It’s the only way I have to claim my money back,” Delgado was quoted as saying by the newspaper El Pais, which first reported the story on Friday. El Pais said a ruling was expected next week.

Iriondo’s parents were shocked.

“It’s the final straw, a stab in the back,” Iriondo’s mother, Rosa Trinidad said, according to El Pais. “Before the lawsuit we thought the poor guy would find it hard to live the rest of his life with the thought of having caused our son’s death.

The European Union’s statistics office says Spain recorded 113 traffic fatalities per million inhabitants in 2004. The average for the 25-nation bloc was 95. In 2006, 3,016 people died on Spain’s roads.

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This morning Delgado retired his charges at the beggining of the trial because of the mediatic pressure. Now the prosecutor is reopening the case and he may go to prision because the evidence says he was driving at 171 km/h in a place regulated only to 90. He also might have been driving under influence of alcohol.

More icons

2008-01-21T22:24:56Z

Here are 43 icons from CSI NY, mostly from Flack. Sorry if some of them were posted before, I'm trying to post all I have left to make more new.

Teasers:

1	2	3	4

5	6	7	8

9	10	11	12

13	14	15	16

17	18	19	20

21	22	23	24

25	26	27	28

29	30	31	32

33	34	35	36

37	38	39	40

41	42	43

The octopus and mr potato

2008-01-13T00:02:04Z

I was reading my digital newspaper when I saw this news in there.

In itself, that news is not really worth a post, it's just about an giant octopus and how some scientist gave him a few puzzles and things to make him alert everyday. Between the things thay gave it, there is a Mr Potato that seems to have full atention from the octopus.

Itself, it's just another plain story. It's the comments what really caught my attention; everybody want that outopus out of the acuarion and between two buns (well, one fights for the rights of Mr Potato) You might think they're just kidding, but no, they're pretty serious (well, the one who wants the freedom of mr Potato ma not be really serious)

poison_girl_t @ 2008-01-11T00:28:00

2008-01-10T23:33:15Z

Title: Just Breathe
Author: Poison Girl
Chapter: 8
Pairings: Danny/OC, D/F
Rating: M
Warning: none.

Previuos Chapters

To be strong you don’t really need to be able to do one hundred push-ups, or raise a lot of weigh. For Danny, to be strong means to be able to confront life knowing for sure he’ll get what he needs and deserve. And just now, he had made a giant step to getthat strength really soon.

As he walked the few steps that separated him from the man that had been his pillar for the last hours, Danny felt for the first time relieved to be alive. Since his parents rejected him, he had been shredding his soul and his heart piece by piece, net really wanting to be involved with the world around him so he couldn’t be hurt again. He tried to look for security, for something stable that eased his steps through life, and that meant not really care for the people around him.

That’s what really happened with Andrew, he was absorbed with himself, he could have seen the signals, he should really have seen he was using him, but that meant get inside the relationship, and he was more the man that looks from the distance while the castle is being built, not noticing how fragile the walls are until suddenly it all collapse.

Flack was staring at him from the other side of the corridor. He knew his own face reflected everything, even the recent change on his mind, to be thankful everyday on his life for this second chance he’s having.

Their eyes collided as Danny closed the space between them, unable to take away his eyes from those piercing blue, noticing something in his eyes that he really wasn’t expecting, maybe that blue eyes, that remained him the sea in a nice day, were reflecting his hope or some hope of his own.

He was closer to him, looking for the right words to say, when suddenly he got distracted by Stella’s curly hair as she entered the hall. As she saw Danny, Stella stopped looking through the file in her hand and smiled. She approached him and without any warning she hit him in the shoulder.

“What was that for?” asked Danny, while he could see Stella angry face and a smirking Flack.

“You got us worried all night! What did you expected me to? Hugh you? You had us looking for you all night, Danny, and that stupid… roommate you have told me you weren’t living there anymore.” Stella looked at Flack and blinded him with one of her trademark smiles “Hi. How are you? And why are you here, I though you were sick”

Flack straightened himself “Oh, yes, I am. I came with him and we’re leaving soon because… I’m feeling awful.” Flack looked at Danny, pleading him to get out of the precinct because he was supposed to be sick, and Danny understood.

“Look, Stella, I know there are a lot of things I have to explain to you, because I owe you, but that will be a very long conversation and I don’t think you have time for that right now. Would you like to have dinner with me?”

“I’m on call, but I’ll let you know when I can. And I’m relieved to see you’re ok” With that, Stella turned and went back into the lab, leaving behind Danny, who was asking himself if Stella had given him that excuse so she didn’t have to talk with him anymore.

“There are a lot of cases in this time of the year, and having a CSI on medical leave makes the ones standing to do more work. Is understable she has to work more now you’re off, and she wants to do it without interruptions. Don’t assume anything this soon, you have to wait a bit to see how things develop.”

Danny looked at Flack, it was like the man had read his mind. Maybe he should follow his advice and wait a bit. Maybe even Stella wanted to wait and see if Danny really had changed after all. She looked as if she just talked to Andrew, and that man wasn’t one to hide things, he probably spilled out everything to her, he didn’t like her at all. Maybe it was because Stella always tried to make him see reality outside the reality he made to cover his feelings.

“Where do we go now, we should get out of here before more of your bosses see you here if you’re supposed to be sick.” Danny started walking to the elevator, followed by Flack, who pushed the button of the elevator.

“We should see if your ex gave you your money back.” The elevator doors opened and both of them entered the empty cab.

“The banks are closed at this time of the afternoon”

“Maybe, but if you still have your credit cars we could see if they have money in them. We cold try the cash point around the corner.”

The elevators doors opened back again and they entered the main entrance, busy as always. Danny gave a look at the place where he fell the day before and stopped in his tracks. He could see himself falling inert in hat point. How weak had he looked to all the cops around? How he could go back to work knowing he probably was the laugh of the day? He looked back at front and saw Flack waiting for him as he was still looking around to evade more bosses to see him still there. Danny smiled at him, he really looked sick when his superior found him there, probably he never fooled a sickness to evade work, but he was doing it now, for him. That gave him enough strength to keep on walking out of this place to come back as a new man.

***

The walk to the bank went smoothly and in silence for the two men, encased both on their own thoughts. The money was back, not all of it, but the stole has been minimal and he decided to tell Flack he had all the money back to stop the detective from doing any kind of act out of the law. Now they were back in the car, driving to Flack’s place to have some rest. Both spent all day and night without sleeping due medical instructions to Danny, now the time he had to be awake was almost over, and he was sure they both needed some sleep.

He wasn’t sure if he should really go back to his new friend’s house. He really had offered him a place to stay until he could find one he could call home, but Danny felt unsure if Flack would meant it seriously, or if he was just feeling sorry for him.

“You know, Danny? We should order something at a restaurant and go back to the apartment to get some rest. I think we’re about to pass out of tiredness.” Flack said, emphasising his phrase with a yawn.

Danny looked back at him, and resigned. Well, today I won’t find any place to stay, and he offered it again, so let’s just do it. Also maybe he’s just this way, he’s being really good for me, he’s helping me, and even pity has a top.

“Ok, but I’m paying”

“No objection, I just want food and a bed, or the coach, damn, even the floor looks tempting right now”

Danny couldn’t suppress the laugh, and Flack smiled to him as he took the car into the parking lot at his building. Flack finally stopped the car and went out of the car, pressing his back against the door of his side, and giving another yawn.

“If you are too tired we can go back to the apartment, we ate not too long ago, and tomorrow we can have a big lunch somewhere.” Danny offered, startled as Flack suddenly stood up and started going to the parking exit.

“Not even sleep can take me away from a dinner, and more so if is an invitation.” Danny stared wide eyes as all the exhaustion he seemed to have suddenly disappeared. Flack stopped and turned smiling to him and raising his eyebrows, asking for him to move so they could get some food. Danny smiled and joined him just before both went back to the street.

Just this morning Danny didn’t had anything, nor even a place to stay, a work to get him occupied or money to buy some food. Now he finds doing something he hadn’t done in a lot of time, smile not only with his face, but with his whole soul. After all, maybe the world has a place for me.

Like it, hate it, don't remember because it's been months since I updated? Feel free to say so. (I promise to update sooner this time)

Two wallpapers

2008-01-09T22:56:40Z

Just two wallpapers I've made:

Hope you like them :)

First manip published

2008-01-08T12:48:09Z

After a while playing with photoshop just because, I've decided to show one of my manips that include, of course, one of those juicy cops I did found in the net (March, to be more concrete)

Good girls go to heaven, bad girls are taken away by Flack (go to break some rules)

Freeze

2008-01-03T13:23:51Z

When I said I was going to end all I started I really meant it, and to show it was for real (at least the first week of the year) I've managed to finish this fanfic I had in mind for a few months.

Title: Freeze
Author: poison_girl_t
Fandom: CSI NY
Pairing: Danny/Flack
Genre: Slash
Table: 05 - Light
Prompt: 2.- Comfort
Rating: M
Word count: 1.821
Summary: Two con play the same game.
Warnings: Basically is a sex scene. You've been warned.
Disclaimer: Not mine, if they were, we all could be able to see it on CBS (you see, they're not mine)

First of all, I'd love to dedicate this to 1csimfan because she's always helping question girl and her insufferable English. And because I want to too :)

It all started like that game I used to love when I was a child.

We’re both together in the same couch, too far to touch, too close to know you’re there. And when I close my eyes for mere seconds, trying to ease the tiredness and the sleepless nights, I can feel his moves on the other side of the couch. As I look back at him, he’s just like seconds before, looking at the almost silent tv. He looks innocent, as if he hadn’t done anything, but you’re closer.

I stop looking at him, maybe I’m wrong, after all, his face expression hadn’t changed, his position is almost the same, maybe he just tried to get more comfortable. Maybe I’m just becoming paranoid.

I put my head against the back of the couch again, I’m not really watching the game, after all, I’ve already seen it the first time it aired, but Danny has to work and now I’m here, knowing the result and how bad this match has been.

I close my eyes again and here comes the knowledge that he’s moving. I open them fast to look at him and now he’s even closer. There is no way I’m wrong this time, he has moved.

His face is expressionless; He doesn’t want to hint what he’s doing, but I know you he has something in mind. I keep on looking at him a few seconds more before turning my attention to the tv in front of us. I try to relax again and close my eyes again as I rotated my neck trying to ease all the knots.

This time not only I feel him getting close, I can feel his tight against me, his shoulder against me and his arm brush side briefly as he adjust his position again.

As I open my eyes again to look at him I have to take my head back so I can fully see him. He’s really close, beside me, acting as if nothing was wrong, as if he had been exactly like that all night long, and I just look at his face, so expressionless, so motionless.

I look at the tv again, if you don’t want to say anything, neither will I.

More minutes pass by and as the match ends, commercials and the typical shopping tv begins. I’m really tired and my neck aches. I try to ease the pain again by moving the neck from side to side, yes wide open and trying to keep my eyes looking on front of me. After a couple of seconds I resign and put my head down, closing my eyes on the process. And I really knew you were going to do it.

His hands are on the back of my neck, giving me a really needed massage as his mouth gets closer to my ear and you whisper “I win”

I can’t really suppress the smile growing on my lips. His caresses were exactly what I needed, his hands always make magic if I have any kind of pain, and the kisses and nibbles in my ear are helping me to forget all the exhaustion I had a few moments ago.

I move my head up, looking for him, and he steadies me with care as he whispers in my ear one simply word

“Freeze”

My hand touches his hipbone and goes up as I straighten myself, noticing his smile.

“You don’t want to play, Donnie? I though you wanted to play.” Said Danny just before Flack cut him with a passionate kiss.

“Not that game, Dan” I start kissing his neck, nipping it in his sensitive skin, and I know I found them as I can hear the first moan of the night. I can’t stop the smile growing on my lips. “I think my game is a bit more… fun” I add just before letting my tongue out to lick the salty skin on the hole between his shoulder blades.

He shivers once more before he retreats from me and start to go back to his initial place in the couch. I watch him as he kept his eyes on me, that wicked smile on as he keep on going back. For a second I’m lost Why is he going away? Until I smile back at him as I simply say “Freeze”, and he does.

He stops halfway, one of his legs is on the couch, slightly bended at the knee and the other one is on the floor, almost straight. His back is off the couch, his forearms keeping it on the air. His shirt is open and this time he’s not wearing a shirt underneath. His defined abs contract and relax, possibly due to the excitation and the force he’s making to stay in that position. His pants are a lot tighter now, a tent visible on his faded jeans.

I feel myself turn on in a way I’ve never had watching how exposed and sexy he looks just for me.

I turn to him and stay on my arms and legs on the coach, moving slowly to him, predatory smile meeting hungry eyes, and as I’m levered to his jeans line, I start to kiss him in his lower abdomen as I go up, covering him with my body as I move upwards.

He’s trying not to move, he’s trying to stay in this position while I keep on kissing, licking and teasing him with my lips.

I try to make him relax and lay on the couch, but he resist. “If I move, you will win” I heard him say in a lusty voice. I take my hands inside his jeans, noticing he’s not wearing underwear either. He moans and tries to suppress the spasms from the pleasure I’m making him feel “If you move, we both will win”

Danny let go from his arms and rest on his back now, raising his hips so I can take off his pants, putting his legs as they were before and raising his back again to capture me with his arms and takes me down on top of him. He takes off my shirt and kisses my neck, moving his hands to my jeans and my pulsing erection. He caresses my cock through my pants, and stops my moans with a tongue duel. I can really feel fire as his fingertips caress my navel, and this is really just the beginning.

Danny manages to undo my pants and take them down, reaching between us and taking my balls in his hands. My hands are beside his head, supporting my weight so I don’t crush him, my hips are rocking his in a very slow motion, trying to get this moment as long as possible, as my tongue is fighting his mimicking the movements down our bodies. He raises the leg from the seat of the couch to bend it and get it close to his torso, opening himself to me

His right hand is suddenly down, in his hole, stretching himself, and as I try to unlock my mouth from him to help him get ready, he holds my head steady with his left, letting me know very clear that I won’t be able to stop kissing him. Not that I really want to, anyway.

Suddenly he grabs my shaft in his hand, stroking me, and I can’t stop myself to let go of our kiss to grab more air, joining my forehead to his, and hearing how he moans as I my shaft is getting slowly in him guided by his hand. I open my eyes and here is him, his own eyes half closed in passion, his blue irises almost non existent due to his dilated pupils, gasping for air, his lips full and red, and I can’t stop myself again as I slowly go down on him, completely getting my cock in his ass in a simple movement, exactly how he likes it. And he shows me so grabbing my ass with force, rubbing it, and setting the fast rhythm he loves so much.

He’s panting, we’re both panting hard now, as I move in and out, our bodies touching completely, his cock being rubbed my our joined abs, my cock brushing his prostate in every move. His eyes are closed now, and I can’t really keep mine open anymore. Before I really let go I want to keep an image for myself, and I force myself to open my eyes one more time to look at our joined bodies.

The sight is just too much. One of his legs in on the floor, in an open angle, arching his toes, the other one is parted, beside our torsos; his cock is leaking pre cum as I move inside of him, rubbing him it and spreading his fluids in both our navels. I look at his face once again, his face is flushed and his mouth is full. He’s biting his lower lip as he throws his head back, exposing his delicious neck into my lusty vision. I attack him, biting him softly but with enough passion to leave a mark, and he responds moistening one of his fingers with his pre cum, leaving his fingerprints marked with fire in my body, and getting his finger into my hole, rubbing my sweet spot.

I can feel myself loosing the little control I had before and my movements are completely erratic now, stronger, faster, desperate as the orgasm hit me so strong that I feel like falling a precipice. As my vision explodes in little tiny lights, I can feel Danny coming too, the force of his own orgasm stretching him around my shaft as he holds me even tighter than before.

A few moments pass by before I’m able to breathe normal again. I’ve collapsed on top of Danny’s side, who’s also recovering. I’m softening inside of him, but I know he loves when we’re intimate after we make love.

Danny’s hands are now on my neck and back, rubbing it and making me purr. One of my hands are on his chest, while the other one is up both our heads. I want to stay like this forever.

“Don? Do you know you’re kinda heavy?” Danny says as he keep on caressing me.

“I don’t say anything when the places are reversed”

“But you’re heavier than me, in fact, you’re bigger than me” I smile kiss him in the side of his neck.

“Hmmm” I purr some more into his chest, making him shiver “I’m not planning on moving, Danny, so let’s just sty like this a little more”

Danny tries to move and talk, but I make him stop kissing him, and as I lay back my head into the crock of his neck I stop his moves again with a simple “Freeze”

I really like this game

Aything to say? Just do it :)

The Light after the tunnel Chapter 11

2007-12-29T17:36:04Z

Title: The light after the tunnel
Chapter: 11
Author: Poison Girl
Pairings: Danny/Flack
Rating: M
Warning: none

Previous Chapters

Before letting you go on with the story, I'd lke to say sorry because it took me two months to update. Life has been pretty demanding lately, and after spending all day writing, I didn't really was inthe mood to go home and keep on writing. I promise I'll try to update sooner this time, maybe next week. And now, enjoy this chapter.

Flack never expected to survive that night. He swore he was a different person, a different man, someone really worth to be with; but now he wasn’t sure it’s even worth to try.

His phone is ringing again, the fourth time this morning, and it’s only eight am. He’s nervous, he wants it to be Danny, he needs it to be Danny. But it isn’t him. As he gets closer to the kitchen, ignoring the dumb sound coming from the device in his living room, he noticed a beer bottle lying in the floor. As he takes it, he feels anger arise in him. Why did he treat Danny like that? Wasn’t enough for them all that happened as they both were intoxicated and emotionally down? What could have happened if they hadn’t had that much drink?

As he gripped his beer he heard a soft call on the door. Flack threw the beer into the trashcan and obliged himself to open the door. Lara was standing there, looking at him with those innocent eyes. He couldn’t make this, he needed more time before he could do anything, before he could have a conversation, a really hard conversation with her.

“I’ve been trying to talk to you since this morning, Don. I wanted to give you some space, after all you hadn’t answered any of my calls, but I really really needed talk to you.” Lara stopped talking and breathed deeply “May I come in? I wanted to ask you, that’s why I didn’t open with my key; I wanted to ask you in case you needed some time alone.”

“Look, Lara, I’m having a very bad day, could this wait?” Asked Flack, still standing on the doorframe blocking the entrance to his apartment.

“If this could wait I wouldn’t have come all this way after calling you at least ten times.”

Flack looked at her and stood away from the door, getting into the living room and leaving her to get inside after him. Lara came inside and closed the door after her, looking at Flack all time. It was obvious he didn’t want to talk about anything.

Flack faced her from the other side of the room “What do you need?”

“I’ve had a problem, and I was thinking maybe you could help me.”

“What happened?” Flack folded his arms in front of his chest.

“My apartment got burned yesterday night. Well, exactly not my apartment, it was the one upstairs mine, but the firemen didn’t allow me to go into mine. They say it might be damaged and all, so now I’m outside my home and they don’t know how long it will be.”

“Are you alright, I mean, you’re not injured, no?” Flack asked concerned.

“No, I was just very scared; there was smoke everywhere and people screaming… It was very hard” Lara tried to talk without crying, but the emotions were too much for her to stay calmed.

Flack got closer to her and held her in a hug.

“I knew you were having a bad time and all, so I don’t wanted to burden you; but I don’t have friends here, I needed someone to talk to, and to help me look for somewhere to stay until they decide what to do with my home” said Lara, as she held Flack even closer.

“You can stay here as long as you need” said Flack.

“No. I know you need some space, and also there is the fact we’re trying to take things slow. This would be a very big step, and I don’t want to force you into an anything.” Lara said, unfolding herself from Flack’s arms.

”You’re not forcing me into nothing. You need someplace to stay, I’m offering you one. Don’t worry about anything else.”

“Are you sure?”

“Completely.”

Lara smiled and embraced Flack again after kissing him fully in his lips. “You have no idea how much I needed you in a moment like this. I love you, Don.”

Flack held her as he looked past her. After this, he really couldn’t have any conversation with her and break his heart in a moment she’s really fragile. He really couldn’t tell her he had drunk sex with his best friend, and he wasn’t really sure how it all started and if it had been any different if he hadn’t been drunk.

That's all for now. Comments are really appreciated.

Action day

2007-12-27T23:28:14Z

I was walking in the main street of Málaga, the capital city of my region, this evening when I saw a fireman truck and two police cars in action, doing something with a staircase and a building. Finally one of the firemen came into the house through the window and the other went down with the staircase.

I really wanted to go there with my press card and ask about it to the policemen (and it had anything to do with the fact that one of them was really delicious), but ~~my friends stopped me~~ I changed my mind and simply passed by.

I really should be worried about tomorrow. It's the day everybody makes pranks and press thend to give false news to make some laughs, and probably I'll have more than one problem because I'll be in charge of the townhall press gabinet. I realy need a few days off duty.

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