Slash for The Masses

Slash Art

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Mon, 01 Sep 2008 05:12:20 GMT

as i promised, in return for that video idolizer uploaded for me, here's a Dave/Alan draw:

...

Andy Pics

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Sat, 30 Aug 2008 22:17:03 GMT

some pics of my beloved Andy:

Request

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Thu, 28 Aug 2008 06:57:22 GMT

hi! i have this (quite odd)request: does anyone have that old italian tv video??? (the nipple-licking one i mean) can someone upload it or something?
i can do a special by-request draw in return ;)

More Fanart

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Thu, 21 Aug 2008 02:57:36 GMT

after watching the Devotional DVD i came up with this:

i was dying to draw dave! though i didn't make justice to his beauty U_U
well, i hope you like it ;)

Fanart: Mart

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Wed, 13 Aug 2008 05:18:19 GMT

umm... Hi! I'm a new one. I'm not very sure of how to post here yet (if I made something wrong and someone want to edit this post II'll be gratefull XD ) but well, here's a draw I made.

I've read some great fanfics here, this is a great community! I'm so happy I found it :D
(also my mother tongue is not english as you can see >_<' )
see ya :)

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Tue, 08 Jul 2008 16:44:55 GMT

Okay so I was in the middle of making a mix for Alan/Dave and I thought this would be a cool thing for us all to do. I'm sure everyone has songs they always listen to when writing/reading your pairing of choice. SO hear are some guidelines.

- No minimum or maximum on the number songs if you have just one you want to share, go for it. If you have a million, just make a zipfile or something.

- Try to keep the DM songs at a minimum. This is so we get some new music that all of us might not have heard. Solo projects are fair game but keep the spirit of the rule.

- Explain why you picked each song, that one line that makes you go '...oh Dave would so say that to Alan <3<3<3' or that one sample that sounds a bit like duct tape and makes you think of Martin in a compromising position. Sell it, people.

- Graphics and snazzy banners are more then welcome but totally not necessary.

Prizes!

Okay it's not much but if we get one good stuff I'll make some icons for the mix i thing best suits the couple (I promise to try and not be to A/D biased ;-]) If we get a tonne of enters I might offer up some pay time, cuz I'm cool like that.

YO! Martinette you wanna get in on the judging?

Strangelust part 2

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Mon, 30 Jun 2008 11:48:28 GMT

this part is quite graphic.
X rated.
if you are offended by that sort of thing do not read.

Alan/Martin

Martin started to take off Alan’s jacket. Alan couldn’t believe what was happening. It was one thing to think about having sex with Martin it was another thing entirely doing it. Martin saw the hesitation in Alan’s eyes and couldn’t help but get annoyed.

‘Look…Al… I need cheering up, and you started this. Pull yourself together.’

Martin was right. Alan looked down at Martins semi-naked body. He could feel his heart in his throat but the throbbing in his pants was the decider. OK. He hadn’t planned for this situation to happen, but now it was he was going to make the most of it.

Martin was taken of guard as Alan grabbed him and threw him onto the bed. The tiger inside Alan was roaring as ripped his own clothes off then leaped onto the bed beside him. His hands were at Martin’s crotch and were unbuttoning his trousers. Martin gasped and moaned at the pressure on the outside of his pants. Alan wrestled Martins trousers off the then paused to admire his prey. What a beautiful creature Martin was.

Slowly he bent down and planted his lips on Martin’s torso. Then he began to move downwards kissing as he went. Alan arrived at Martin’s erection that was concealed within his underwear, which he slowly removed. Then he moved back up to kiss Martin on the lips.

Alan’s hands seemed to have a mind of there own and they roamed free over Martin naked skin and landed, with intent, on Martins arse. God it was firm. Alan was suddenly aware of how painful his erection was. He needed relief and he knew just how to get it.

Martin had never seen Alan like this, so masterful and controlling. Alan seized him and he found himself laying on his front. Was it a mistake to invite Alan to do this? It was thrilling to be dominated but would Alan know when to stop. Blood rushed to his head and he found he suddenly didn’t care. Lust was the controlling force now.

Alan spotted a condom on the bedside table; he took hold of it and then applied it. Now was the moment Alan had been imagining for months. He pushed his impressive erection against Martin’s arse hole and Martin squirmed away. Alan didn’t understand.

‘Stop moving you little bastard.’ With that he forcefully grasped Martin’s hips and thrust.

Martin did more than moan this time. He shouted, ‘fuck’ at the top of his voice and bit his fist. This hurt more than he remembered. He had only done this on two occasions before and both times he had been very drunk.

Alan started to build up a rhythm and brushed against Martin prostate. Martin gasped as a wave of physical joy washed over him and a tingling sensation sparked through his body right to the tips of his fingers. Martin came with terrific force.

But Alan wasn’t done yet. He gripped Martins blond curls in one hand and hastened his rhythm. It wasn’t long before Alan achieved his own strong orgasm. Alan pulled out and laid next to Martin, exhausted. Martin rolled over and wrapped his arm around Alan’s sweaty chest.

They lay in silence for a while before either of them spoke. Martin was the first to break the quiet.

‘Wow… Well that was a surprise... and it certainly took my mind off things.’

‘I think ‘wow’ is the right word.’

‘I had no idea that you liked me Al. It came as more than quite a shock when you kissed me. I didn’t quite know how to react at first but…’ Martin cocked his eyebrow at Alan who laughed heartily. Then his expression changed to a more serious one.

‘Mart, you do realise this was just a one time thing.’ Martin looked serious also.

‘Yes, of course. It’s a shame because that was really good, but I understand. I was just something you had to get out of your system.’

‘Well I wouldn’t put it like that, but yes, I suppose so.’

‘As I said before I won’t tell anyone about...’just then the door began to open. They had been so caught up in each other that it hadn’t even occurred to lock the door.

‘Hey Al, I know you said you guys wanted to be left alone but I thought… FUCKING HELL!’

Dave stood in the doorway frozen in shock. He had just come to invite the guy to dinner when he was confronted with the naked bodies of two of his band mates, entwined. Alan leapt to try and cover himself but Martin ran to the door. Martin pulled Dave inside the room, locked the door and then grabbed something to hide his nudity. Dave still looked aghast.

‘What the hell is going on?’

‘Listen Dave, Alan and I can explain.’

Can we, thought Alan, how are we going to do that? He hoped that Martin had something pretty spectacular up his sleeve to explain this away. But it turned out Martin was bluffing.

‘OK, I can’t explain. But please don’t tell anyone Dave. This was a one time thing and we really don’t want anyone to know.’

‘You two were… But your both straight! Jesus, I’m so confused.’

‘Please promise me Dave you won’t tell anyone.’ Dave looked at Martin. He looked desperate. As much as Dave wanted answers, he could see that Martin needed reassurance.

‘Don’t worry Mart. I won’t tell anyone.’

Alan grabbed his trousers and quickly put them on.

‘I think we should just forget this ever happened. Can we all just agree never to mention it again?’ He looked pleadingly at Martin and Dave who both nodded in reply.

‘You two need to put some clothes on. We are all going to dinner. Andy will be at the restaurant waiting for us.’ Dave then hastily left the room leaving Martin and Alan to get dressed and try to regain some dignity.

They headed toward the restaurant in silence…

my first fic -part one

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 19:26:43 GMT

Thanks to brokenangelred for proof reading and giving me the thumbs up.

Alan/Martin

not that rude yet. i'd give it a 12 certificate.

Alan woke up early and started getting ready for the day ahead. Still tired from a night of production but looking forward to playing everybody the progress he had made on the song he had been working on. He brushed his teeth, had a quick shave and threw on some clothes. He had a quick glance in the mirror before heading out the door. He thought he always did like the look of himself in a leather jacket and then promptly laughed at himself for his vanity.

Still with a smile on his face he entered the studio where Dave and Andy were already sat and waiting.

‘Well somebody’s in good spirit this morning’ said Dave in a warm open manner,

‘Makes a fucking change’ Martin muttered in retort as he entered the studio with bloodshot eyes and an unshaven face, clearly the physical manifestation of the previous night debauchery.

‘Sorry bout Martin, we went to this bloody awful club last night and he got hammered. My guess he’s feeling a bit worse for wear this morning… aren’t you Mart..?’ Fletch asked cheerfully to which Martin groaned in reply. He then skulked into the corner away from the light. Fletch then began to regale them with stories from the previous night. He was in half way through a sentence about how this huge ugly man had been giving Martin the eye when Dan entered the room and interrupted.

‘Oh, great, you are all here, let’s get cracking then shall we.’

Alan played everybody the sounds and ideas he had worked on the previous night. The tape was interrupted by Martin making disapproving noises, on numerous occasions. Finally when Alan had played back everything he opened responses up to the room. Daniel was going though all the positive and negative aspects of what he had heard and Alan tried to concentrate on taking it all on board but he was somewhat distracted by the ticking time boom of fury he could sense the corner. Then Martin suddenly exploded stopping Dan mid flow.

‘Alan what the fuck were you thinking. I hated every minute of that shit. If you think I’m letting any of that rubbish within half a mile of my songs you’ve gone mental.’ Everybody body paused- stunned into silence and Martin charged out the studio and went back to his room. Alan fucking hated it when Martin had these childish temper tantrums. Often Martin and him didn’t see eye to eye on things musically but shouting a storming off was hardly constructive. Alan new that if this wasn’t resolved now it would hang in the air for days. Andy began to stand up and go after Mart, but Alan stopped him and went himself.

As Alan approached the door of Martin's room, ready to burst in and give him a piece of his mind he heard something that stopped him in his tracks. Martin was crying- not just the screaming tantrums he usually created for effect, but genuine soft sobs. Alan’s heart sunk and the anger drained away. Maybe he should head back and get Andy to sort this. No, he would speak to Martin himself. He slowly opened the door and walked in. The first thing that met his gaze was the Martin face down of the bed clearly distraught. Alan sat down on the edge of the bed.

‘What’s wrong Mart, why are you in such a state.’

‘I’m not in a state, you are with your shit music and… and…’ Martin gave up even trying to complete the sentence and leapt at Alan and rapped his arms around him in a huge embrace. Alan flinched at first in surprise, then turned to hug Martin back. He looked down at Martin's sad little face all covered in tears and wondered what it would be like to kiss those tears from his cheeks. It was not the first time he had thought such a thing but none the less under the circumstances he was surprised by them, if purely because of there inappropriateness at this particular moment in time. Martin looked-up into Alan’s big blue eyes and stared deep into them. Alan felt a strange sensation and fluttering throughout his body followed shortly by an in explicable spasm of fear. If they had not been so entwined Alan would have moved away. Instead he averted his gaze and asked Martin what was the matter again.

‘I’m sorry Alan I didn’t really mean what I said, I had some bad news last night from home. A friend of mine from childhood just died and it’s affected me really badly.’

‘Don’t worry about it Martin, this reaction is only natural mate. Look- don’t worry about coming back to the studio today. I’ll work on the stuff with the rest of the guys…’

Martin suddenly looked horrified.

‘No, please don’t leave me on my own Alan. I need someone here with me.’

‘What about Andy, you know as well as I do his presence won’t be missed much in the…’

‘Please stay with me- just for a little bit.’ Alan looked down at Martin curled in his arms. Who could say no to that face, Alan wondered to himself, particularly when it’s speckled in tears. So Alan stayed happily although he faked reluctance to save face. Martin started to tell Alan all about his friend Sam who he’d know from school but who Andy had never much liked, which might explain why Martin hadn’t wanted to speak to him about his grief. After about an hour Dave popped his head round the corner.

‘Sorry to bother you too ladies but Dan’s getting a bit grumpy he was wondering if you were... Oh how did he put it…? ‘Ever planning to do some bloody work’.’ Martin smiled and Alan replied that today might sadly be a complete loss and explained to Dave that Martin had received some really bad news. He also requested the Dave ask everyone to leave them alone for the rest of the day. Dave said he could gladly pass on the message and left them alone shutting the exposed oak wood door behind himself.

Alan looked back down at Mart who had not moved from his previous position. His tears had dried from his cheek now but he still appeared to be as sad as ever.

‘What was it you were saying before we were interrupted?’ Alan smiled down at Martin in encouragement.

‘Oh, I can’t remember Al.’ his eye began to flutter shut. ‘God I’m so tired didn’t sleep a wink last night, would you mind if I just drifted off for a bit?’

‘No course not Mart, I’ll go to the loo whilst you’re nodding off.’ Mart suddenly looked worried. Alan knew what he was thinking though and knew what to say to sooth him, ‘but don’t worry I’ll be back before you wake. I promise.’

Alan walked out from Martin’s ensuite bathroom and witnessed him draped over the bed topless. Martin was clearly asleep so Alan sat down on the end of the bed lightly in attempt not to rouse him. Martin appeared not to wake so Al looked down at his slight torso and admired. Alan would never want anyone to know but he harboured a secret desire for Martin. Alan considered himself a straight man but he conceded that the world wasn’t that black and white. It just wasn’t that simple. Martin was his grey area. Alan’s thoughts drifted towards Martin ‘area’ when they were interrupted.

‘Why are you staring at me like that Al?’ Alan quickly looked toward Martin's face- who was now clearly awake and staring back at Alan with a puzzled expression on his face.

‘Wasn’t really staring at you- I was just thinking and looking towards you with unfocused eyes.’ Well that was half true he supposed, and Martin appeared to buy it.

‘Well, what were you thinking of that was so involving?’

‘Oh just this person I have a crush on, pathetic really, but I enjoy thinking about them.’

‘Oh how exciting, Alan I had no idea you had a secret fancy. Please tell me all. It would cheer me up.’ Martin was sitting up now, cheeky grin brimming over his face. Alan laughed to himself. He loved it when Martin was like this. Alan reclined back on the bed and was practically horizontal, which was a calculated manoeuvre so as to appear more relaxed. This was not a topic he was comfortable with.

‘I think not Martin. Sharing would spoil its specialness.’ Martin looked disappointed and instantly went back into sulk mode. Alan kicked himself mentally for causing Martin to go back into his shell. Only one thing for it, Alan pulled Martin in for an all encompassing hug. That would cheer him up. Martin loved hugs. Martin smiled at Alan; there faces were so close that Alan could feel Martin's breath against his lips. Instinctively, without thinking, Alan moved forwards and pressed his lips against Martin's.

Alan felt the soft subtle warmth of Martin lips and then in an instant they were gone. Martin leapt from Alan’s arms and swiftly headed towards the door. Alan couldn’t let him leave the room, he had to explain, damage limitation and all that. Quickly he grabbed him and pushed him against the wall just as Martin had his hand on the door knob.

‘What the fuck… Alan have you gone mad? Jesus… let me go.’ Alan pinned Martin's arms above his head and pressed his body against him in an effort to restrain the struggling Martin. As Martin writhed against him, Alan realised that any thought damage limitation was about to go out the window when he started to stiffen.

‘For god sake Martin stop wriggling your not helping the situation any.’

‘Jesus, Alan is that…’ Alan knew that Martin could feel his erection and that thought turned him on even more. Oh God… fuck. This is a bad situation. The best thing to do would be the pull away and let Martin go, but his desire was so over whelming that it wasn’t a feasible option. Alan let his lust control him as he kissed him again. Martin resisted at first but as Alan’s tongue slid between his lips he submitted. He opened his mouth and let Alan’s tongue explore. Alan suddenly got struck by the reality of it all. Regret, anxiety and concern filled his chest and he pulled away. He couldn’t even look at Martin.

‘Oh god Martin, I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I…’ Martin placed his hand on Alan’s shoulder and faced him. Martin wrapped his arms around Alan’s neck and kissed him firmly on the lips. Martin pulled away with a lustful look in his eyes. Alan had never seen Martin like this, transformed.

‘Don’t worry Al, I wont tell anyone If you don’t.’

*

hope you liked it

please help

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Sat, 28 Jun 2008 23:11:29 GMT

Hey. I have been a member of this community for a while but have made very few posts. However i hope to remedy this as i just finished my degree and now have plenty of free time to be creative. I'm currently in the middle of writing my first fic and i was wondering if someone would be so kind enough to volunteer to check my fic before i post it (in case it's rubbish and for spelling etc). Also i'm not that great on live journal and can't remember how to create a link to the fic. Any help would be greatly appreciated. Thank you

heather aka crunchnoir

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 06:15:28 GMT

New layout and userinfo are up! All graphics by me unless otherwise noted. [thank you Zaf for helping get rid of that stupid tag that wouldn't die]

...now i can get back to writing.

KAY. SO.

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 17:58:12 GMT

D: I needed a place to flog my recent batch of icons. I OFFER IT TO YOU AS MY FIRST POST.

more at my journal!

(Come to advertise icons, stay for the slash, you know how it goes. :D lawl. Click the link to go to the post!)

This is only a test.

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Sun, 22 Jun 2008 05:27:38 GMT

[22:11] AirCrashStalker: *flex*
[22:11] RikaAnimeFreak: fangirls: *swooooon* get him!
[22:12] AirCrashStalker: O_O
[22:12] AirCrashStalker: *runs* I'm not time travelling martin leave me be!!!
[22:12] RikaAnimeFreak: fangirls: It's how I've always wanted Martin to beeeeeee
[22:13] AirCrashStalker: *sob* halp! *runs to NYC and hides under Dave's bed*
[22:14] RikaAnimeFreak: Dave: ... Jen, I think we've got rats! Can we get a cat now?
[22:17] AirCrashStalker: ....um mew?]
[22:17] AirCrashStalker: *nuzzles jen*
[22:18] RikaAnimeFreak: Dave: ;asjdhajsdf can we keep hiiiiiiiim? *pets kitteh*
[22:18] RikaAnimeFreak: Jen: ... N- Oh alright. Just this one, alright? No boxes of kittens.
[22:21] AirCrashStalker: Dave: tch fine i'll just move in with Charlie he gives me all the kittens I want *picks up funny Martin looking kitten and flys on his magical vespa to england*
[22:22] RikaAnimeFreak: *is in the trunk compartment* weeeee england!
[22:22] RikaAnimeFreak: and they lived happily ever after
[22:22] RikaAnimeFreak: 8D
[22:23] AirCrashStalker: best story ever
[22:24] AirCrashStalker: we should post that to ABD
[22:24] RikaAnimeFreak: LOL
[22:24] RikaAnimeFreak: do it
[22:24] RikaAnimeFreak: it'll be a test to see if they're even online these days

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 18:10:58 GMT

It's still in progress but this place has been dead so...

The faces need work but it's coming along.

I got a scanner!

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Sun, 01 Jun 2008 04:15:47 GMT

Alan and Dave snuggles

Happy Birthday Dave!

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Fri, 09 May 2008 20:39:12 GMT

To our lovely Dave....

dm back at studio-sessions!

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Thu, 08 May 2008 19:54:23 GMT

'Depeche Mode are back in the studio!
// 07.05.08 14:49 // Posted by Peter2 //

It’s finally happening! Work has begun! The new Depeche Mode album is now under way! Yes, you’re reading this, and it’s real! Yay!

Last night sources close to the band informed us that studio work has begun. The band and their production team met up in California late last week and began the first set of studio sessions on Monday, May 5th.

Sessions are tentatively scheduled to wrap up in late Autumn, leaving time for mixing and mastering in time for a March ‘09 release.

Touring is still being penned - expect to hear more on this nearer the completion of the album.

Till then, rejoice!'

Seen at http://www.depeche-mode.com/home/2008/05/07/depeche-mode-are-back-in-the-studio/

drugtype-d?

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Sun, 06 Apr 2008 21:13:40 GMT

Is drugtype-d gonna be updated soon ? :D:D pwetty pwease ...

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Sun, 06 Apr 2008 05:13:03 GMT

Dose the Beatles song Two Of Us remind anyone else of Alan and Dave? ...just throwing that out there.

take your turn in the casting couch

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Sun, 06 Apr 2008 00:47:57 GMT

remember some months ago i wrote a possible cast for a dm biopic? well, look what i found:

http://imaginecasting.com/titles/results/2063/depeche-mode/

a little game to play toghether XD. The cast list on the site is the one i made, now put yours on the site or in this board!

Violence and soft serve break the silence

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Sat, 15 Mar 2008 08:25:41 GMT

As you may or may not have seen I just posted this in my personal journal:

So last night I dreamt that I was one Martin Lee Gore and I was housewares shopping with Alan in a big industrial version of Bed, Bath and Beyond. I was following dutifully after him asking annoying questions in rapid succession and then he turned round and back handed me in the face. Then I was really upset so I went and got some ice cream.

After having the original posting of this met with such delight and amusement I've decided to make this a fic challenge/prompt/whatever.

So go for it, continue, expand upon, write a back story for the deranged going ons of my subconscious.

today, 20 years ago

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Fri, 07 Mar 2008 11:55:51 GMT

20 years ago, March 7th 1988, Depeche Mode played a secret concert in East-Berlin.
Here is a german article.
Even the ticket didn´t show the facts, but faked a 'birthday party for the FDJ'. Too bad the hall where they played doesn´t exist anymore. It´s 10 minutes away from where I live and today it´s the 'Velodrom'.

spot

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Thu, 06 Mar 2008 21:14:47 GMT

Love this one.

<3

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Mon, 03 Mar 2008 01:38:15 GMT

wohoo!

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Tue, 19 Feb 2008 01:41:09 GMT

Ok I may not still be maintainer but....

we've reached 100 members!

MIA

michelle48073@yahoo.com — Sun, 17 Feb 2008 15:19:52 GMT

Hi everyone!

I've got some good news...martinette101 has agreed to take over ABD in my absence. My workload has gone from 8 hrs a day to almost 12 and I can't devote the time this community deserves anymore. I'm hoping work will slow soon, and I can come back to full participation.

Our lovely co-maintainer idolizer is still here of course, and if anyone needs me or has any concerns they are more than welcome to email me or message me. Ryan I still expect a killer background....