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Erell Latimier, L'impatience directe des corps, (CDr, Digital album), GLEX1905, Glistening Examples, 2019
MAP B / Danny Steve.
Planispheres 2020
blue back paper 120gms A0, data print 80 cm x 120 cm, 50 euros
All maps are wrong. Danny Steve’s map projections are peelings of the earth, far from the rectangular Mercator reference model which deforms continents at the expense of equatorial regions (Greenland appears as large as Africa actually 14 times larger). If geography (continents, capital cities, reliefs, rivers, biomes) is unchanged, paths are new. No definite orientation or outrageous distortion in these representations, but great cracks. Blank space enters the map. It creates pieces of nowhere in our mental exploration with no legend to spoil our drift. According to his investigations or his dreams one can add any information on these great mysterious planispheres. All maps are stories. Andy Lhong
Toutes les cartes sont fausses. Loin du modèle référentiel rectangulaire de Mercator qui déforme les continents au détriment des régions équatoriales (le Groenland y figure aussi grand que l’Afrique pourtant 14 fois plus vaste), les projections cartographiques de Danny Steve sont des épluchures de la peau de la Terre. Si la géographie (continents, cités capitales, reliefs, fleuves, biomes) est inchangée, les chemins sont nouveaux. Nulle orientation définie ou distorsion outrageuse dans ces représentations mais de grandes déchirures. L’espace vide pénètre la carte. Il ouvre des failles dans notre exploration mentale sans qu’aucune légende ne perturbe notre égarement. Suivant ses enquêtes ou ses rêves, chacun peut ajouter des indications sur ces grands planisphères mystérieux. Toutes les cartes sont des histoires. A.L.
Mcdanno prompt: Danny is pining for Steve. Steve is pining for Danny. However, they both are totally oblivious to each other. Until someone in five-o finally gets fed up with the mutual gawking and decides to say something.
ok you don’t know what you’ve done because mutual pining is my mother. fucking. jam.
LET’S GO
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so a lot of people would expect kono to be the one to finally snap right? or even grace, maybe rachel. no. no, no, no, my friend.
chin is the one who finally breaks.
danny and steve are arguing about something that could not be more irrelevant to the case they’re discussing around the big computer - something about the need to lower danny’s cholesterol because of reasons having to do with grace, he doesn’t really listen close enough to get the specifics anymore - and that’s it. chin has officially fucking had it. there is a time and a place, and trying to find a missing kid isn’t either one.
“oh my god please just shut up!”
danny and steve turn to look at him. steve almost seems hurt by chin’s outburst. “chin?”
chin’s not even sure he can verbally express how frustrated he is with these two. how long can it possibly take for two people to realize they’ve been in a relationship since the day they met, that they’re married all but in the name of paperwork. for fuck’s sake, steve is giving danny tips on how to lower his cholesterol, on stretches he can do to give his knee a little more range of movement, the both of them taking grace out for shave ice and surfing every sunday morning while most people are either in church or just waking up for the day. steve goes to all of grace’s school events. danny goes over and spends so much time at steve’s that he may as well be paying half the bills!
THEY ARE MARRIED. THEY ARE MARRIED AND THEY ARE THE ONLY ONES WHO DON’T KNOW IT AND CHIN CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE.
“kono?”
“cuz?” she asks.
“please go get the ad that’s sitting on my desk,” he asks, turning back to the computer to open up his super secret file not subtly named “i work with fucking idiots”. there’s a lot of files in there: pictures, a number of documents that may have been illegally appropriated, but he’s looking for a specific file. ah, yes, there it is.
living_proof.pptx
chin double clicks the thumbnail, and takes the ad from kono when she comes back into the room.
“what?” danny asks, finger pointed at the screen. “what the hell is this?”
“shut up and listen,” chin replies.
as chin goes on to say exactly what he’s been thinking all morning, he runs through a slide show of a number of pictures of danny and steve together. some show them hugging, in celebration or just because, he doesn’t know; there are a few of the two of them and grace, danny and steve both looking at her like she hung the moon; and then there are the pictures of danny and steve together, wearing soft, fond smiles as they sit close together, heads almost bumping. there’s a comfort there that chin’s seen for a while, kono too, and, well, anyone else who’s been around steve and danny for more than ten minutes.
he can see the moment it starts to click with the two men in question that maybe, just maybe, chin has a point. danny rests a hand low on steve’s back - the way he tends to do when they’re walking into a crime scene and steve inevitably tries to go in the wrong way - and steve leans in to it, like he tends to do when they’re out getting beers after wrapping a long case.
the final picture shows danny and steve standing out on steve’s beach, feet in the water as the tide comes in, looking relaxed and familiar as the sun sets beneath the horizon. they’re standing so close to each other that they’re practically leaning on each other to stay upright. he hears steve’s soft “huh” from behind him and breathes a sigh of relief. maybe, just maybe, they’ve got it figured out.
“and, in conclusion,” chin says, stepping forward so that he’s standing in front of them. “please take this and get the hell out of here.”
danny takes the colorful paper out of chin’s hand, giving it a thorough read. “a free night at the Hilton? what do you want us to do with this?”
chin, with his best poker face, replies, “fuck it out,” and walks away to the sacred silence of his own office.
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the next morning chin walks into five-0 and sees steve and danny arguing about the coffee maker. danny insisting that steve should have picked them up coffee on the way in, but nooo, steve just had to conveniently forget his wallet, so they had to rely on the coffeemaker at work, which, apparently, had finally kicked the bucket.
chin doesn’t even bother listening in. he just goes right into his office and rests his head on his desk. they may still be fighting, but at least they both look much more relaxed.
he’ll count it as a win.
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Ingrid Luche, Danny Steve
Venue: LASUISSE Group Show Dates: 23 October - 6 December 2015 Artists: Joo Jae‐Hwan, Suki Seokyeong Kang, Ingrid Luche, Nayoungim & Gregory Maass, Danny Steve, Azzedine Saleck
fandom: hawaii five-0
how to keep your mouth shut by primetime
Danny’s sometimes gay. Gay, sometimes. Does dudes. He doesn’t know how to say it right. He doesn’t know how to say it at all.
The voice of the narration is absolutely spot-on and I can't get over how much I love the dialogue in this fic. Also because jealous Steve! Effortlessly clean writing with perfect comedic timing--had me grinning and laughing the entire time. :D <3 Can't recommend this enough!
Dedicated to my dear Mery, who share with me the love for this crazy man! XD