don't ask, don't tell

I believe that we are who we choose to be. Nobody’s going to come and save you, you’ve got to save yourself. Nobody’s going to give you anything. You’ve got to go out and fight for it. Nobody knows what you want except for you. And nobody will be as sorry as you if you don’t get it.

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mibagentk:

“Must you be so loud?” The scientist bitterly hissed out. His bloodshot eyes glared over the other. Even though it was before 1000 slight smell of booze still lingered on his breath. It had been a long night for Agnet K. The loud sounds weren’t making the pounding in his skull anymore better.

Agent D turned his head from where he had been making quite a bit of noise. “I could say the same to you. Want some cheese with that whine?” He asked and quirked an eyebrow. Truthfully, agent K was not the only one who happened to be hung over. 

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agent-i:

he gave d a knowing smile. he doubted if she ever really tried. d was good people, and a good agent. teasing him was rewarding because he gave as good as he got, and rolled with the punches. “oh yeah, we get along great. he’s my best friend. you’re all the only friends we can really have, so i’m just lucky it worked out with my partner that way.”

A bright smile took D’s face over as he listened to his fellow agent. Very often, the only comforts they had were their fellow agents. “That’s fucking cool, honestly.” He admired the great match. “I’ve had a lot of partners over the years. Never had a best friend as a partner, though. You’re a lucky guy.” 

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agentcee:

Agent C laughed a little. “I know. That’s part of the job, knowing about dangers most people don’t.” She was silent for a moment. “I don’t wish I were oblivious. I’m glad that whole galaxies have opened up before my eyes – so many languages and lifestyles to learn about, it’s fascinating, I wouldn’t go back. It’s just that… Life used to be simpler. As quiet as it is now.”

D had a unique ability to understand why people felt the way the happened to, but he almost never felt the same as his fellow agents. The man sat carefully next to her. “If I could go back.. Not have found out about this place, I would go back in a heartbeat.” He admitted with a shrug. “But in this universe, I was meant to be a badass who dedicates his life to killing alien scum.” 

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agentdubs:

❝This morning?❞ Dubs asked in a small and half-asses attempt to redirect his attention to repeating himself rather than on scrutinizing whatever lie she managed to concoct. Biting the side of her cheek, she made her way to the elevator and walked in, promptly pressing the button that would take them out of the building as she avoided eye contact with him. ❝You must have missed me… I was doing paperwork.❞

“You and I both know you weren’t doing paperwork.” He said, knowing his partner all too well to believe her. “I know I’m your partner, not your sole confidant, but c’mon, Dubs.” He said and laughed a little bit. He didn’t try to force her to make eye contact, but instead stared straight forward at the elevator doors. “If you want to break my poor little heart, that’s up to you..” He said sadly. 

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agentcee:

Case closed, Agent C found a moment of peace as the sun lowered over the glittering city in the distance. She took a seat, gazing towards the horizon. As another agent neared, she glanced up briefly. “Looks peaceful, doesn’t it?”

D stood behind the other agent for a moment, taking in the glow of the city. “It’s nice and quiet,” He began, his eyes scanning over every detail, “But there’s still a lot of danger out there, you know. More cases to solve.” D never stopped trying to remove threats from the city. After he closed a case, he celebrated by starting another one. 

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rogerforecho:

E strolled through the front with a large smile on his face. It had been a good day for him. “I got donuts!” He loudly exclaimed in the office. The large male walked into the employee lounge placing them on the table. He turned his attention to the first person to walk through. “Hey.” He smiled.

D could hear ‘donuts’ from a mile away. He wasn’t anything if not a fatty, instantly rising from his desk to take advantage of the free food. “How are ya, buddy?” He asked brightly, giving the large man a slap on the back. “You’re a life saver, you know that?” He spoke with a full mouth.

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agent-i:

“where’re pretty darn close, though,” he said, pointing at himself and a’s desk with a jerk of his thumb. “oooh, that’s devious. one day you’ll wear her out, if you aren’t careful. make sure you’re buying her lots of post-case pie to keep her from ditching you.” i laughed.

“Phht,” the agent scoffed, “Dubs loves me too much to ditch me.” He boasted, but almost immediately after he began to laugh. “I’m pretty sure Q won’t let her switch partners, otherwise she would have.” It was entirely probable, but it didn’t bother D in the slightest. “You and A get along okay?” He asked curiously. 

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itsagentr:

“Uh, yeah, you can go ahead and Rambo your way through this. I’ll stick with cowardliness; it’s served me well so far.” He spoke as if he were joking, but there was some truth regarding his approach. Although he’d previously made his living in less than legal ways, he’d been underhanded not aggressive, and always hit the ground running when things went south. “But do text me when the action happens. I’ll bring popcorn.”

A small sigh escaped the man and he shot a look R’s way that was surprisingly knowing. “You’ll get tired of being stuck behind a desk soon enough.” He assured and nudged the agent. “Aliens aren’t so bad if you kill ‘em fast enough.” D came off like a major dick sometimes, but he understood why someone might choose the less violent path. He surprised himself sometimes, considering the unfortunate way he managed to find MIB. 

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agentdubs:

❝There’s a lot of things I don’t let Q know. Shouldn’t be a problem.❞ She spoke her voice lowered. Moving to open a drawer in her desk, she pulled out a de-atomizer which she promptly tucked in the back of her pants before throwing her jacket on. ❝You ready now or do you have to powder your nose?❞

D was always pleasantly surprised by his partner, who always seemed to be one step ahead of him. He scrambled forward to keep up with the woman. “I’ve been ready since I got here.” He remarked as he matched W’s pace. “Where were you this morning?”

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agcntjj:

she opened her mouth, fully intending to come up with some cutting remark about him trying to be youthful and hip, but stopped herself. “stop calling me “kid,” and i’ll take you up on that offer.” nicknames seemed to be pretty popular around here, but she too much going against her to let “kid” slide. if she were some gun-slinging cowgirl or an actual child it might work, but she was a full fledged agent, and couldn’t let it stand.

D was caught off guard by JJ’s seriousness. He didn’t realize she didn’t like being called a kid, and told her so. “Doesn’t like being called kid. Noted.” He said, and then smiled. “I wasn’t saying that ‘cause you’re a rookie. I was saying that because I’m taking you under my wing. I’m like, your mentor or something.” He joked, letting out a laugh. 

He walked casually to his desk, scribbling a time and place on a sticky note. He then returned to JJ and gave it to her. “Gotta run.” He said, trusting she would know what to do with the information. Without hesitation he walked away, soon disappearing from sight. 

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itsagentr:

“Maybe smart compared to you, man,” R said with a grin. “Nah, I hear you. Messy situation, glad I’m not on it. Snooping around Brooklyn tunnel’s a faster way to close a case – and I’ll need to before Agent K does.”

D’s face sprouted into a smile and he shook his head. “I’ve done my fair share of those kind of cases. I needs me some action.” He released a large breath outwards. “It’s exhausting but dude, when you finally catch that fucker it’s so amazing.” 

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agent-i:

“well, obviously she’s down with dead or alive. i feel like that’s who whole aesthetic.” i glanced at the desk opposite his. as agent i had won the coin toss, agent a was supposed to be downstairs in the archives, pulling up as much information he could on boglodites. “i guess that’s one of the perks of having a good partner, but does she do grunt work, too? that’s the true mark of a perfect partner.”

“Nobody is perfect, my friend.” The agent tutted and shook his head. “I have to do my fair share of grunt work, but I make it look like more than I actually do. She feels bad and works harder to keep up.” He sent the man a look that was devious and smug. 

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agcntjj:

she leveled a shrewd gaze at him. “shouldn’t you know that mister-senior-agent? huh? shouldn’t you? maybe we should swap cases. maybe playing mediator is more your speed.” she nudged him with her elbow, hoping her little jab would get that dumb smirk off his face.

D simply laughed at the girl’s antics. “Q couldn’t care less.” He smirked back at JJ. “Like I said, I’m her fave.” D spoke in a similar fashion to JJ’s usual slang, but it felt strange coming out of his mouth. “Tell ya what kid. You want some real miles under your belt? Get me some info on Kips and I’ll let you tag along.” 

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agent-i:

“whoa now, i feel like that would count as cruel and unusual. not even jandox deserves to have dubs sicced on him.” he did a terrible job of stifling a laugh. “not a bad idea, though. bet she could catch him in no time, if you don’t mind letting her do all the work.” he cocked an eyebrow at him.

“She said she’s down with “dead or alive,” and honestly, I don’t know why I thought she wouldn’t be,” D snickered, thinking of his partner. “That’s the beauty of having a partner. She can do the work and we’ll both get the credit.” He joked, but soon after looked around himself to make sure Q wasn’t lurking in the shadows. 

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itsagentr:

R snorted. “You seriously want an easy way out with the little guy? Just set up a mouse trap or something, man.”

D’s eyes rolled in a playful way. “You can call it easy, but it ain’t easy.” He said, his cigarette zig-zagging through the air as he talked with his hands. “I guess they’re pretty smart? I’m not sure. Either way, he has the potential to hurt some people.”

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agcntjj:

“oh, what, you’d do, camp out all night outside q’s office to get the best assignment?” she huffed, crossing her arms as well. “rude, i know I’m at least a foot taller than jandox.” jj shifted her weight from foot to foot. “er, right? how big do kips actually get?”

“Q likes me.” He started, a shit-eating grin plastered on his face. “I know it doesn’t look like it, but I’m her favorite.” He looked up towards the ceiling while he pondered her question. “I-- I actually don’t know how tall they are.”

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agent-i:

i sucked his teeth, grimacing comically. “i hate to break it to you, but you really don’t. you look like a real g-man, which, y’know is the point.” he followed the man’s gaze into the glass pane. “oh, i don’t doubt it. little guy doesn’t stand a chance. of course,” he added, leadingly, “you gotta catch him first.”

A small laugh came from the man, but he still put his hand on his chest and acted offended for hardly a few seconds. He paused for a moment, allowing time for thought. “I’ll just send W after him.” He concluded simply, and gave a mischievous smile. “She’s fast enough.”