Beckett-Calavicci

Lauren|37|Slytherin|INFP|Oh Boy…

[thelatecaptainpierce]

Happy 90th birthday to the man, the myth, the legendary Alan Alda!

[beejwatch]

MASH s02e13 - Deal Me Out

[quantumscreencaps]

Quantum Leap 1x03 “Star-Crossed”

[beckettcalavicci]

It's my 14 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

[alcalavicci]

I’m still dying at how gay Camikazi Kid is.

To recap:

• a bunch of guys strip down a guy, who isn’t wearing underwear, and then throw him into a dumpster. Except for the dumpster, this sounds like the beginning of a gay orgy porno.

• Al walks in while Sam is getting stripped down and watched him get thrown into the dumpster.

• Al also watches Sam, who at this point is naked except for socks, get dressed again.

• At the end, Sam and Al sing along to a romantic song on the radio, the same one that’s playing when Sam kisses Jill.

• Sam has to look to Al for permission- twice -to kiss the girl.

And Al is plenty bisexual in this episode too, with his commenting on lingerie and the hot girl to go with his hot rod.

[alcalavicci]

And on top of that, this was in the script:

[sobekc]

It’s hard to pay attention to the important exposition happening when there’s Sam absolutely ripping up Volare in the background

[deantonytedmonkfan]

I'm checking al out in his shorts 🤩👄

[cute-catts]

The calmest orange car ever 🐱🐱

[taniushka12]

love this ep so much

[pusheen]

[sci-fi-gifs]

QUANTUM LEAP 3.10 A Little Miracle - December 24, 1962

[dwaynepride]

After Dinner

Prompt: It’s late. Dwayne Pride is cleaning up after dinner. And he looks damn good. You decide you can’t wait any longer.

Words: 1,512

Warnings: Smut, blowjobs

Notes: you can thank @spaceemonkeyyxd for this LMAOO

“See you tomorrow, Chris!” You called out, waving to your friend before closing the door to the office. Finally; you thought he’d never leave. Dwayne had been in the kitchen forever, cleaning up after the dinner he prepared for the entire team.

A grin threatened to pull on your lips as you crossed the squadroom and padded through the archway. Dwayne was at the sink, sleeves folded up as he finished up the final plate. He looked up when you came in, immediately smiling softly. “Chris gone home?” He asked lightly.

You nodded, coming up to his side slowly and taking the towel that hung over his shoulder. “Yup. The place is ours for tonight.”

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[dwaynepride]

Remember Me - Part 1

Up In Flames

Summary: Life is great for you and Pride, until it isn’t. Imagine waking up, and not remembering the person you love the most.

Words: 1,968

Warnings: None. General violence and angst

Part 2

Waking into the office, it was immediately known that Dwayne Pride was awake and active. You didn’t expect anything else from the man, especially during a case. And yet, that same old thought crossed your mind again; ’does he ever sleep in?’

“Dwayne.” You called out, placing your bag on your desk while watching the archway to the kitchen.

And, with a large grin, Dwayne’s head poked out. He was smiling, obviously pleased that you were here before the others. That meant a little bit of alone time; something sorely lacking during a case. “Good mornin’.” Dwayne greeted, walking up to your desk eagerly.

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[dwaynepride]

Even from down the hall, the sound of laughter could be heard clearly. Two different kinds of laughter; one bubbly and giggly and loud, the other softer and deeper but just as warm. It was such a good noise to come home to. Immediately making the hardships of the day disappear.

You tried to keep quiet, making your way to the bedroom where the laughter originated. The door was cracked open, and after giving it a very slight push, the image you found was better than the sound.

Dwayne was on his knees, leaning over the side of the bed, large hands gingerly holding two small feet. They kicked feebly, making the man laugh. The smile he wore reached his eyes, making them just as bright. “I’m gonna get’cha toes.” He teased softly.

That erupted another chorus of giggles from the infant, whose arms were reaching out for Dwayne. He leaned in closer, pressing a kiss to a chubby belly before blowing a light raspberry into it. If possible, the baby laughed even harder, and you could see the shake of Dwayne’s shoulders as he laughed, as well.

[dwaynepride]

Shut Eye

Prompt: Reader keeps thinking about King and their night together. And King finds he wants more than the one-night-stand. Part two for ‘Devil’s Backbone’

Words: 4,566

Warnings: Smut, oral (female receiving), some dirty talk

Notes: officially my longest smut fic and im Trash. title inspired by this song

“Damn dealers.”

The curse came out as a grumble when you climbed into the car, slamming the door shut.

When the driver’s side door opened, you didn’t pay it much attention. Frustration was boiling in your gut, and had your gaze been strong enough, maybe the windshield would have cracked under it. But instead, an annoyed voice spoke up. “Just ‘cause you’re so fuckin’ mad, don’t mean you can go around slammin’ my doors.”

You could feel Chris’ glare against the side of your head, not that you cared much about slamming the door to his precious truck. “Sorry.” You muttered out anyway. No sense in getting on his bad side.

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[dwaynepride]

For your itch of Scott’s chest hair and collarbones eye emoji -

Hearing him groan only spurred you on more. After all the buttons on that damn white shirt of his where undone you pushed each side from his chest. Your lips found the warm skin while your hands left goosebumps down his sides. Placing open mouthed kisses anywhere you could you smiled against his skin. God he was a sight to behold. Draped over his desk, your knees either side of his hips, eyes heavy and his lips a tint of pink from all the kissing. His breathing was heavy, making his chest move up and down in such a delicious way. It drove you insane just to see the affect you had on Dwayne.

Flicking out your tongue you kissed your way over to his collarbone, leaving a went trail with your tongue. You hummed before your teeth sunk into the thin, sensitive skin of his collarbone, quickly soothing any pain with a lap of your tongue.

You had a thing about his collarbone, about any part of him really. From the muscles on his arms to the hair that was scattered across his chest and the thin line of hair that travelled down his tummy, leading beneath those khaki trousers of his.

“Don’t tease, darlin’.” His voice was hoarse but you could tell there was a warning in there.

Your lips suddenly met his in a wet kiss, “Wouldn’t dream of it.” You whispered and drew his bottom lip briefly between your teeth.

His hands found your bum, grabbing a generous handful he rocked his hips up towards yours. You both moaned at the friction it caused.

“Now who’s teasin’?” Your breath came out in a chuckle only to be stopped when he crushed his lips to yours once more.

You lifted your hips, shaky but determined hands fiddled with the button on his trousers before tugging the zip down. It was obvious just how excited he was.

Pride’s hands weren’t idle, they were bunching up the skirt you wore while his lips trailed down your neck. Dwayne kissed and sucked at your breasts, moaning against your soft skin. He’d never dreamt of doing this, with you on his desk but here you both were after a couple of cocktails after the Mardi Gras party at his bar.

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I NEEDED THIS SO MUCH EUGHERU

[dwaynepride]

Could you do imagine going to a amusement park with Pride and him being all fluffy and winning the reader lots of shit?

Stuffed Cows

Words: 634

Warnings: None

Tags: @pageofultron @6adb0y @thegoodlonelydalek @stanathanxoox @starryrevelations @theartofehehe

That stuffed cow was probably the cutest thing you’d laid your eyes on in a long time. Dwayne didn’t count, though; he was terminally handsome. And the dog that ran up to you while walking into the office didn’t count, either. Dogs are on a whole other level of adorable.

That cow, though. With big eyes and soft-looking fur and a little smile at the end of its fat muzzle. You couldn’t help but watch it while walking past, Dwayne’s hand still holding yours, letting him guide you through the crowd.

He said something. Maybe about corndogs because you registered its smell when you turned away from the cute stuffed cow. But now Dwayne was looking back, eyebrows furrowed despite his smile. “What’s got you so distracted?” He asked, eyes darting up to try and find out what got your attention.

You shrugged in the direction of the carnival game. “That blue cow.” You answered. “It’s cute and I just- nevermind.”

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[dwaynepride]

Chocolate Syrup

Summary: When reader wants to try something new, Pride finds it’s a little out of his comfort zone. our vanilla boy strikes again.

Words: 1,803

Warnings: Some sin but not full-smut

Tags: @pageofultron @stanathanxoox @6adb0y @thegoodlonelydalek @starryrevelations

Notes: @lucifersagents helped me develop this idea and i obviously took it to the second level :))))

When Pride agreed to this, you were so excited - giving him cute little smiles and certain looks and touching him with feather-light brushes of your fingers that would usually warrant him dragging you upstairs.

And it was killing him slightly to know that he’d have to wait until later tonight to finally have you. Even if there wasn’t a case going on, you still had to go to the store for “supplies.”

Supplies. Dwayne had been thinking about that word all day, while running all around the city. He’d be driving, talking to Gregorio, when the little question of ‘what kind of supplies’ popped into his head.

Despite some nervousness whirling around in his stomach, Pride was relieved when Christopher finally left, leaving the officeplace to just the two of you. Though, when Dwayne tilted his head to look past his computer screen, you hadn’t moved from your desk. Hadn’t given any indication that you were going to proceed with the “fun” you told him about this morning.

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