i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Things Worth Waking Up For
Character: Dewey Ceinion and Ambrose Parker
Rating: PG
Word count: 608
Notes: Like 12 hours after True Love's Kiss. Gwen was not kidding when she said Nerys was about to pop.

the wonders of modern technology as applied to baby pictures )
i_am_tl_dr: (reporting)
Title: True Love's Kiss and Other Problematic Tropes for a Chronic Anti-romantic
Character: Dewey Ceinion and Ambrose Parker
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 6583
Notes: It's Thanksgiving. I got nostalgic and re-read all the Dewey and Parker stories. I wanted to revisit these guys and see what they were up to with a VERY fudged timeline. So... figure this is about four years after they met, a year and a half after they got together for the first time, 14 months since Dewey broke his leg and Parker met his mom (which I started writing and never finished, jeez), 9 months since the invitation and 6 months since Nerys's wedding (which I also started writing and never finished, purely as an excuse to put Parker in a suit).

Dewey had to work last Thanksgiving, but this year he's got plans. )
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Bound to Happen Sooner or Later
Character: Dewey Ceinion
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 1780
Prompt: [livejournal.com profile] itsproductivity 4/3: Write about a party.


Predictability was boring. Unfortunately, Will's bachelor party was entirely predictable. At least the strip club wasn't too skeezy; it was moderately classy and the dancers were very pretty. Ieuen established himself by the stage early on with a stack of dollar bills, taking advantage of the one reason his girlfriend would allow him to see strippers. Arthur was less impressed, but then he went to strip clubs fairly regularly. Dewey also saw the inside of strip clubs often, but always in the course of duty, not for fun.

strippers and booze! )
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: The Invitation
Character: Dewey Ceinion
Rating: PG
Word count: 650
Prompt: [livejournal.com profile] itsproductivity 4/1: Write about mail.

Dewey doesn't remember to check his mailbox every day. It doesn't really matter; he checks it a couple of times a week, and it's mostly junk anyways, catalogs and mass mailings and advertisements. Occasionally his mother will send him a package, which always makes him feel vaguely like he's back in college, and once in a blue moon Jessie will write him a letter. So he thinks nothing of it when he forgets it three days running until his sister texts him, well? and then three minutes later are you coming or not?

what could she mean? )
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Name: Dewey Gawain Ceinion
Hometown: Cardiff, Wales
Age/Date of Birth: 28; September 19, 1981.
Archetype: The New Cop

Height: 6'
Occupation: Police detective, newly-promoted and reassigned to the Vice division in Las Vegas.
Family: Mam, Gwendolyn; Tad, Owen; brothers Ieuen and Arthur; sister Nerys
Pets: Tristan and Isolde, teddy bear hamsters.

History: Dewey grew up in Wales, raised by a close-knit group of grandparents and his mother. His father was always around, but never there, married to his job as much as to his wife. When the job took him to America, the family came too; Dewey finished grammar school in Boston, high school in Chicago, college in Seattle, and he worked at the Seattle Police Department until being reassigned to Las Vegas. He's fluent in Welsh, English, and Spanish, and you can guess which one of those he almost never uses outside of talking to his parents...

Despite moving around a lot, Dewey never had much of a problem socializing; he played sports in school, made friends easily, kept decent grades, and had no problems leaving his family behind to attend Seattle University. He balanced captaining the soccer team with an accelerated-track Criminal Justice degree, and went directly into an internship with the Seattle police, took his tests and got his badge the first time around.

Being moved to Las Vegas was a demotion inside a promotion-- sure, he got a pay raise, but he lost the Pacific Northwest and the relative merits of Seattle compared to Sin City. Aside from some heartbreak, some disciplinary problems with SPD, and a few nicks taken in the call of duty since moving to Vegas, Dewey's had it pretty easy... until now.


Personality: His family doesn't just call him "the upstanding one" since he's become a cop. Dewey's always had a good sense of wrong from right, which made him very unpopular when his brothers were teenagers. He also has excellent instincts about people most of the time. He considers most of his exes flukes in that regard. His heart is maybe a little too big for a cop, especially one who deals primarily with very broken people, but hey-- if no one else will live up to being a good cop, he's willing to fill the position.

He's almost always tired, most of the time lonely, and he really wants a friend or three outside the department... but the only ones he tells his woes to are the waitresses at Goldie's, and his hamsters.
i_am_tl_dr: (reporting)
I... went into photoshop and made pictures of Dewey and Parker together, because I am a huge fucking nerd and I love my original characters.

you know you wanna see. )

:D

Painkillers

May. 9th, 2010 03:01 pm
i_am_tl_dr: (reporting)
Title: Painkillers
Characters: Ambrose Parker and Dewey Ceinion (yes, in that order)
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 2150
Notes: Now I'm really just being self-indulgent playing with these two. For the first time, something in Parker's POV and not Dewey's! Well, third person POV still, but. Parker. I spent so much time tonight desperately trying to find any shred of his backstory I could and came up woefully short. Only one person in the world knows exactly what happened in Boston, and she might not even remember... and I don't have the balls to say "hey, remember these guys? yeah, I still write about them, could I have Parker's character sheet please?"

there is a reason Parker doesn't let people choose their own ringtones. in Dewey's case, the reason is because he's obnoxious, and that didn't stop him from doing it anyways. )
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Terms of Endearment
Characters: Dewey Ceinion and Ambrose Parker
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1050
Notes: For the [livejournal.com profile] mmom challenge. What's more masturbatory than writing characters nobody else cares about? Writing about them jerking each other off, clearly. I entirely blame this story on Robert Downey Jr for being too gorgeous, just so you all know. (Because that's who Parker looks like... yeah, shut up, it's entirely self-indulgent and I had more fun writing this than I've had writing anything in over a month.)

sometimes when they sleep together, they actually only sleep together... )

Protection

Feb. 14th, 2010 01:49 am
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Protection
Characters: Dewey Ceinion, Ambrose Parker
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 4715
Notes: Okay, so these two actually have a lot of history. They were characters for a roleplaying game, Dewey was mine and Parker was Kristin's. I used to write about them... well, pretty much they were all I wrote about in the summer of 2008. Heroes dragged me away from the original character scene, but I really like these guys and they're fun to write porn about so in January on the train when I started to write just to get words out of my head, I ended up writing them. If you care to see any of the other stuff about them, Dewey's the most used tag on my original fic journal, and half of the stuff about him is about him-and-Parker... there's a zombie story and an alternate universe where Dewey is a corrupt cop, but none of the actual backstory on them because that's all lost to RP logs and some unmemorable journal site, as far as I can recall. Out of all the original characters I ever created, Dewey was one of my favorites, and the last one I played, so he's doubly special to me.

And if you don't care about the history and you just want to read this, it might help you to know that Dewey is played by Gareth David-Lloyd and Parker is played by Robert Downey Jr. And if you care later, this is what happened with the Del Rico heroin deal.


A day off didn't mean a day doing nothing. )
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Do You Like Me, Check Yes Or No
Character: Dewey Ceinion
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 1205
Notes: [livejournal.com profile] itsproductivity 4/21, 4/22: Haggling; start with a phone call, end with a locked door. How much do I love writing Dewey and Parker bantering? SO MUCH. Even if it isn't so gret akshully.


"Stop calling me while I'm working." Dewey left his phone in his hand, and it rang a moment later. "I knew that wouldn't work."

"Score one for the detective," Parker sounded unnaturally cheerful, "keen minds like that keep the city safe. Are you actually doing something, or are you just on the clock?"

working hard, or hardly working? it should be legal to shoot people who ask that question. )
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Got to Spend Some Time
Character: Dewey and Parker, Bad Cop AU
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 2536
Notes: [livejournal.com profile] itsproductivity 4/17, 4/19, 4/23, and 4/30: Falling from grace; a time you did something you didn't want to do; this is not about... ; an injury. This is the Bad Cop AU, and Dewey's particularly bad in this one. Warning for non-con and the fact that I wrote this in a notebook over a week and a half of very scatterbrained days. >>


Sometimes it was useful having a journalist on my speed-dial. Parker and I were in good places to help each other-- I helped untangle a few legal knots, he dropped a couple big leads on dealers that needed and got put away right quick. Sometimes I tip him off for a story, and he keeps the press positive for the boys in blue. All very mutually beneficial.

valet service comes with an automatic 20% fee. )
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Above the Fray
Character: Dewey Ceinion (&Ambrose Parker)
Rating: R
Word count: 1043
Notes: [livejournal.com profile] itsproductivity 4/26: What you talk about in the dark and 4/27: It made you stop in your tracks. Zombie AU, follows New World Order.


Parker gave off heat like an electric blanket, Dewey was pleased to discover, and he didn't even complain when Dewey wedged his perpetually-chilled feet between his shins. It was a fair trade-- "You make an okay pillow," Parker had mumbled, head on Dewey's chest, and fallen asleep promptly.

pillows with shoulder bones... )
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: New World Order
Character: Dewey Ceinion (& Ambrose Parker)
Rating: R
Word count: 843
Notes: [livejournal.com profile] itsproductivity 4/25: Something seemed different. Based in the Zombie AU I've been writing with Kristin.


what isn't different is a much shorter list )

Quickshot

Apr. 17th, 2008 03:24 pm
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Quickshot
Character: Dewey Ceinion
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 408
Notes: [livejournal.com profile] itsproductivity 4/16: Write about a time you changed your mind. AU Dewey some more, but leaving Parker alone this time. xD


The first time I fired my gun at a human target, I was terrified. It was a fistfight in an alley-- one man pounding another's face in. I shouted at him to get away, gave him proper warning, and shot him in the arm. Saved the man's life, made the arrest, and went home to drink away how shaken the experience had left me.

bang bang, I shot him down )

Lit

Apr. 16th, 2008 04:24 am
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Lit
Character: Dewey Ceinion
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 985
Notes: [livejournal.com profile] itsproductivity 4/15: A box of matches. Back to the Bad-Cop AU, because it's FUN. The morning after Obligations.


I can't find my lighter in the morning.

let's burn this motherfucker to the ground, Pookie! )
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Everybody Sees the Wind Blow
Character: Dewey Ceinion
Rating: PG
Word count: 461
Notes: [livejournal.com profile] itsproductivity 4/14: losing love is like a window in your heart (Paul Simon, "Graceland")


Dry heat, he can take. Even the sweltering sweaty days, humidity dripping down his spine, those can be bearable. But it's the wind that gets him, hot driving wind with sand coming in, that gritty feeling in his mouth and the sting of sand on his eyelids, wind that steals away every breath.

hard wind blowing )
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Obligations
Character: Dewey Ceinion (and continuing guest star Ambrose Parker)
Rating: Hard R
Word count: 1095
Notes: [livejournal.com profile] itsproductivity 4/13: Rock'n'roll. Continuing on from Favors


Dewey's apartment is surprisingly clean for a single guy. There's not a whole lot of clutter... but not a whole lot of anything much, either. A beat-up looking sofa, a hamster cage next to a window. The tv isn't great, but the stack of DVDs next to it don't suck too much. Dewey watches Parker walk around the room, then disappears into the kitchen only to reappear with a handful of menus and two beers. He sits down on the couch and waits for Parker to finish casing the place before offering him the bottle wordlessly.

and he didn't even take the coke, how about that. )
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Favors
Character: Dewey Ceinion (guest-starring Ambrose Parker, lol)
Rating: R
Word count: 1391
Notes: [livejournal.com profile] itsproductivity 4/12: Dubious intentions. I can't resist AUs, and this is particularly early-onset. Dewey's archetype is the New Cop. But it was a close pick between that and the Bent Cop. Very dubious consent issues.



the thrill of blood comes instantly; there's only darkness at the finish. )

Smoke

Apr. 13th, 2008 02:07 am
i_am_tl_dr: (gunplay)
Title: Smoke
Character: Dewey Ceinion
Rating: R
Word count: 997
Prompt: [livejournal.com profile] itsproductivity 4/10: "I still don't know..." Started with the prompt and it took off in another direction, but fuck it. Dewey in Seattle, 2004.


Seattle fits my shoulders with fog like a new shirt, until the heat of the raging fire burns away the moisture and leaves me warm from my nose back. Serial arson, fourth apartment building in three weeks to go up. At least this one was condemned, the others had occupants. Everyone was pissed off about this, cops, firefighters, all the way to the guys playing chess in coffee shops.

"You should get back from there," one of the firefighters shouts, muffled behind his helmet. I don't have to see his face to know it's Finn. He hates it when I show up at his alarms, figuring I'm too young and dumb a cop to know when to back off from a gigantic fucking inferno. "Go, Ceinion, take a hike." Rolling my eyes, I follow orders like a good boy. If Finn Flannery wants to order me around, hell, he doesn't argue with me when I'm the one on duty.

cops and firemen. )

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