#dani’s inbox

[ghostgirl-22]

Yk that fall out boy lyric that goes “i only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me”? I really think Art would pull some shit like that on Patrick.

Penny for thought? ✨

Well you can have a whole story for that anon and a song <3

18+ MDNI

Art only crashes out when Patrick gets a boyfriend for real.

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It probably begins when Art actually sees Patrick with a boy for the first time. Not just hanging out. But doing other things. He pushes into the dorm one evening after getting in from the library and Tanner Peterson’s pulling up his boxers while Patrick’s pulling the sheet over to cover himself. 

“Dude I thought you’d be out longer, I’m really sorry man.” Patrick says, all the color in his cheeks likely not from shame but exertion.  

Apparently they started seeing each other a couple weeks ago but had been keeping it quiet. 

Art shrugs like it’s okay. Even makes himself smile and tease them a little. He’s not sure why his throat feels tight and his stomach feels weird. He’s walked in on Patrick before, always with girls sure, but he’s not homophobic. At least he doesn’t think he is. But it sticks in his mind.  The moment buries itself there. Takes root and starts to rot his brain. This is real. Patrick’s with a boy. Patrick had sex with a boy. 

Tanner Peterson. This Scandinavian guy with dirty blonde hair and icy grey eyes who’s 18 or 19 but looks like he could pass for 25.  

After that night Tanner is everywhere, throwing an arm around Patrick’s waist during practice. Letting it linger there like he knows Patrick’s body intimately. Whispering things in Patrick’s ear that make him grin. Leaving hickies all over him, for Art to notice whenever Patrick gets naked to shower. Marking him like he owns him. 

This bitter lump settles in Art’s throat.  He swallows down on it late, late at night when he touches himself, holding his breath so Patrick won’t hear. His mind fixating on the now expanded “memory” of Tanner with his shorts tossed on the floor of their dorm room, Patrick in front of him,  bent over on his hands and knees, muscles of his back pulled taut, pushing back as Tanner thrusts inside of him over and over. 

Patrick making sounds that Art hears all the time in different contexts, his loud moaning when tasting something he’s been craving. His soft little “oh fuck yes,” when he’s finally relieves himself with the door wide open after an especially long practice. His “oh god, please right fucking there,” when the PTs help him stretch a particularly tight muscle. 

And then Art’s filling up one of his gym socks, biting his tongue to keep it in. Catching his breath quietly and rolling over to hide the sock between his mattress so he can sneak it in the laundry the next day. God. It’s probably the fifth night in a row he’s done this and it’s just now that the realization finally sets in. He wants to be Tanner. He wants his fucking best friend. 

It’s Art’s fault actually that his girlfriend ends it right before Homecoming. It’s not like he’s been paying much attention to her. it doesn’t really hurt the way he expects it too. it’s felt kind of inevitable for a while now. 

The worst part about it is he kinda has to go to homecoming anyway because they’re also giving out team awards and he and Patrick made the list again. 

He thinks it can’t get much worse but the next day, he and Patrick  get home late from the mess hall to find a sign on their door, Homecoming? With Tanner’s initials. TP. 

“From TP? toilet paper?” Art says, he’s not trying to be mean but maybe there’s something a little nasty in his tone. 

“You’re an asshole, but I’ll let it slide cause you’re a little bitter about love right now,” Patrick smirks, peeling it gently off the door. He’s trying to seem nonchalant but Art catches him smiling at the invite when he thinks Art’s not paying attention.     

It’s like that for the next few days until the dance. Patrick being giddy over Tanner and then immediately going stoic with apologies and sympathy for Art. He has no idea what’s really going on. How Art really feels. On top of that, he’s invited Tanner to get ready with them. 

Tanner shows up at 7 and he’s snuck in a bottle of vodka, which fine, maybe he’s good for something.

Art pours some in the decorative shot glass he got back when they played in Portugal last winter and tries not to notice when Connor walks behind Patrick in the mirror, hands on his waist and they’re talking all low. He’s kind of embarrassed for how often they’ve starred in his fantasies. It gets a little more urgent when he realizes he’s hard. He grabs a pillow to cover his lap before swallowing the entire glass. And another. 

He manages to adjust himself before he gets dressed. He stares blankly at the pale pink corsage he ordered sitting pointlessly on his desk. Patrick swoops it up. “I’ve always wanted to wear one of these,” he smirks. ”Can you put it on me?” 

Art forces a laugh, he knows Patrick’s just trying to lighten the mood and make him feel better but now that Art’s got feelings it doesn’t feel light at all. He swallows and sneaks a glance at Tanner. 

“Dude relax, it’s not like he’s gonna get jealous or something,” Patrick laughs. 

“Well not unless you broke up with your girlfriend and are suddenly into boys,” Tanner says lightly. 

“Yeah… right,” Art focuses on the corsage, takes it out of the box, he’s flustered, Patrick standing so close, smiling at him. Art fumbles with it. “Ow,” Patrick flinches back when Art accidentally sticks him. 

“Shit I’m sorry,” Art says. 

“‘s all good,” Patrick smirks, straightening it then patting Art on the shoulders. 

“You look so handsome. No more shots for you though.”  He says as he pins the matching corsage on Arts lapel.

He doesn’t need anymore. He’s tipsy by the time they get to the school gymnasium. It’s nearly unrecognizable, streamers hanging from the ceiling, packed to the brim with kids, not just from MRTA but also a neighboring tennis academy. There’s a live band in the center on a raised platform. A local pop punk band playing covers of all the popular songs right now with tons of kids crowded just below the stage clapping along and cheering. It kinda feels like a dumb high school movie.

 Art ponders the band, before joining the sad group of people sitting up on the bleachers sipping punch and pretending that their feet are super interesting. All while sneaking glances at Tanner and Patrick dancing.

If anyone can get away with coming out at Homecoming it’s Patrick. 

Only one group from the other academy seems interested in bullying him about it and they’ve always been assholes. Unsurprisingly Art’s ex shows up at the dance with one of them. 

That brings Patrick back over to him. “Dude what the fuck? Did you know she was gonna go with him?”

”I had no idea,” Art says. 

“Fuck dude, this is so fucked up. I feel so bad,” hes staring at Art with all this concern in his eyes when the only person in the whole place that Art is actually jealous of right now is Tanner. 

“I’m gonna find the bathroom.” Art mutters. 

“I’ll come.”

“Just don’t linger in there ladies,” Coach Pritchard warns condescendingly. As they pass him to leave the gymnasium and head down the hallway to the bathrooms. 

“Dude i feel terrible. What do you want? What if i convinced Jenny Kline to dance with you?” Patrick continues, when they're alone in the boys bathroom. 

“Your ex?” Art hiccups.

“She always thought you were cute,” Patrick says. 

At this point Art can’t take much more of the sympathetic looks. “Stop okay.” He says, he’s just tipsy enough to fall apart. 

“Come on, i want you to have a good time. Don’t let her fucking ruin it.” 

“I don’t care about her.” 

“that’s the spirit.” Patrick says, clapping him on the shoulder. “Fuck her. You’ve got me.”

“God Patrick,” Art says, staring into his eyes. He’s been trying not to look at him. Thinking maybe if he didn’t he’d get over it. But Patrick’s even better looking after Art’s had a few. “Fuck if you feel so bad for me maybe just… drop him and leave with me.” He blurts.

”We have the awards ceremony man we can’t just skip out—” 

“No I mean—I mean whatever you’re gonna do in bed with him tonight. Just—“ Art takes a deep breath. He’s never been very smooth with words. “Maybe just…do it all with me….”

Patrick’s face goes borderline unreadable like he’s trying really hard to comprehend something and getting stuck. It’s really difficult to get him tongue tied. at any other time Art might be proud of himself but right now every second of silence feels like a century. Then the bathroom door swings open and a few more guys they know wander in. Including Tanner. 

“There you guys are, I’ve been looking everywhere,” Tanner grins. 

Patrick looks over at Tanner and then back at Art, his cheeks beginning to color. Art gives him an out by disappearing into the bathroom stall. 

When he gets out to wash his hands there’s a lot more guys crowded by the mirror, maybe the band is at intermission. Some of the freshman and sophomore’s are fixing their suits and hair and generally chatting. Patrick was sitting in the windowsill on the other side of the room with Tanner. A newly lit cigarette in hand smoking out the window. He puts it out and shuts it. Looking at Art as he tries to make his way closer. Art just manages to dry his hands and escape the bathroom before Patrick can reach him.

He spends the rest of the dance mostly trying to avoid them, flirting with other girls. Inviting them to dance. Mostly getting rejected. “Look maybe another time Art… but I think you’re still trying to get over Whitney,” Angelica Masters says, her eyes so full of pity. 

Even when they get called up to stage for their award being that year's most successful number doubles team, Art manages to avoid Patrick by talking excessively to their fellow awardees and then hurrying off the stage as the music starts up again. 

It’s not like he can avoid Patrick forever, but the vodka is starting to wear off and with the cold hard tinge of sobriety he’s even more miserable and ashamed of himself. 

“Hi,” Patrick catches him finally. On his way out of the gym, about to disappear back to his dorm room. 

“Patrick, hey uh— sorry I was really tipsy.” Art says quickly. 

“Yeah I bet,” Patrick says and he walks Art backwards up against the brick wall of the building and presses their lips together. 

Art raises his eyebrows, heartbeat stuttering at the shock of it. It feels like he’s suddenly been ignited. His eyes sinking shut a beat later. He gasps and feels Patrick’s tongue flick against his lower lip. He parts his lips and lets his tongue slide into Patrick’s mouth deepening the kiss. He takes hold of Patrick’s waist, hands sliding into his jacket along his waistcoat. Patrick’s fingertips massaging the nape of his neck as he cradles Arts face. Both of them breathing heavily through their noses, gasping into each other's mouths. grabbing at each other like it’s possible to get even closer. 

It’s the sound of some freshman girls giggling that finally makes them come up for air. A couple of them leaving the gym barefoot, high heeled shoes in hand. 

Patrick still has one hand on arts face, thumb brushing along his cheek. He gazes intently into Arts eyes. “You love to make things difficult for me, huh?” Patrick says softly.

“I’m sorry, I— I just—I want you.” Art admits.

“Yeah of course you do now, perfect fucking timing.” He looks down and adjusts the corsage on Arts jacket. “Wait till I tell Tanner… I mean what are the fucking odds that you break up with your girlfriend and you’re suddenly into guys.” He says dryly.

Arts still a bit shell shocked, he’s all but forgotten about Tanner and everything else until Patrick says that.

“He doesn’t have to know,” Art says quietly. “I mean we’re roommates so…”

Patrick laughs. “You’re such an asshole. God come on… I’m gonna have to  figure this out.“ he says.

“Wait where are we going?”

“Well it’s a dance…” Patrick says,locking their arms and guiding Art back into the gym. “So you know we’re gonna figure out a way to dance.”

(If you made it this far here, have a song and be emo 🖤 )

[v4mpyrb1t3z]

What're your favorite shows or media right now? In addition, do you like DND?

I’m absolutely crazy for Interview With The Vampire right now; the books, the movie, and especially the show. And I do play DnD! It’s been a while, but I love it.

[thesunfyre4446]

was daeron justified in burning thousands of innocents because his nephew didn't pass the vibe check?

i don't remember making a post about daeron, so are you just randomly sending me this ask? why are you expecting me to "justify" what daeron did when i wasn't even addressing it in the first place?

daeron did what he did because his 2yo nephew has been literally torn to pieces. i don't think it's any more "justified" then b&c, the sacking of lannisport and the enslavement and kidnapping of innocent women, aemond burning the riverlands, rhaenyra placing a bounty over maelor and jaehaera and etc. etc.

no one - from both sides - is "justified" to commit war crimes that result in innocent people being killed. that includes your faves and mine's. you can understand why this character acted the way they did without "justifying" their fictional war crimes.

[ilikecarsandlike4people]

hello hello are you taking prompts right now?? if yes can I get uhhh a lil dani and jorge eating ice cream together? setting up to you!!!!

"Two ice creams, please!"

[branwinged]

https://x.com/mourningstorms/status/1920649284397015099?s=19

!!!

[stoicman-wbk]

For 1+5 Ask game ☻️☻️:

"I shouldn't have come here." Mumbled Sakura.

Angst, my beloved

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1) "I shouldn't have come here," mumbled Sakura.

2) He'd known it would be a terrible idea to go to the festival, but he had given in to his friends' requests anyway.

3) "We'll all meet up at 10pm to watch the fireworks, alright?" Nirei had promised, and Sakura had been foolish enough to arrive early.

4) Now all he could do was stand off to the side and watch the families pass by, smiling and laughing and enjoying their time together.

5) He'd even caught glimpses of several of his classmates spending the festival night with their own families prior to their plan to all hang out and watch fireworks.

6) A hollow feeling settled in his heart as the realization set in that everyone else had someone to go home to....and Sakura, at the end of the day, would always be alone.

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Feel free to send me more prompts for the Windbreaker 1+5 Sentences Ask Game!

[novaursa]

haven’t read adwd in a hot minute. but wasn’t dany thirsting over daario?

Yep.

Her panties were wet for him.

This is book accurate Daario:

[jakexneytiri]

Was rewatching Way of Water and JUST noticed the scars on Tono's Arm! The level of detail is insane!!

i swear you can spot a new detail every time you watch!! it’s so neat <3

[crows-templets]

can we get an inbox check?? we cant rmember what blog we rq to TwT

In box check yum

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The non request queue is absurdly long because SOMEONE (Cass) MADE 25 TEMPLATES IN ONE DAY so I’m only gonna include the request queue

I lowkwy don’t think I put this list in order buttttt I’m to sleepy to fix it so like. Here

[ghostgirl-22]

What little things do you think artrick love about each other.. obviously idk how youd make it in canon but i thought it would be interesting concept to play with

Like you know when people say things like "i love when you do that little nose wiggle when you chew or that youre afraid of snails" ect

I was thinking about it when i saw those art pictures like "i love when your hairs wet and it makes your golden blonde hair look brown"

well for me i love this question!! <3

Patrick loves:

everything about Arts laugh, how wide his grin gets, the way his eyes go small, shaped like upside down half moons and his cheeks color. The way he laughs loudly, from deep within. How he never holds it back or tries to cover his mouth. Loves it all even more when he gets to be the cause of it

that Art smokes like a girl. He spent so much time watching old Hollywood films with his grandma growing up that now he actually holds his cigarettes like Elizabeth Taylor or all the other women on the silver screen. Patrick is never gonna admit it or anything but he finds it all adorably charming.

Art’s golden curls when he gets out of the shower, and they look honey brown.

The stupid way he pulls his socks up before he puts on his adidas slides.

That he can’t grow more than a smattering of facial hair to save his life.

That he doesn’t even have to shave his legs to maintain his aerodynamic whatever, the baby fine blonde hair grows back so slowly and is hardly noticeable when it’s there.

That a little taste of champagne makes his eyes shiny and his laugh more bubbly.

That conspiratorial smile he gets when he’s able to manipulate their way out of something… or into something. So easy for him because everyone thinks he’s so innocent.

Taking art’s food.

Art loves:

Patrick in the summertime. Almost always at least half naked. Bathed in bright sunlight for hours and hours. where Art can see clearly the striking bits of green in his eyes. All the freckles on his cheeks, sprinkled across his nose and forehead and all over his body. Thick dark hair, sweat damp or wet from the pool. Sometimes Art just stares. Patrick thinks he’s listening but Art just feels dizzy like he’s looking into pure sunshine.

That Patrick is afraid of spiders. He doesn’t ever admit he’s afraid… he acts too cool to yell or scream or anything like that (though Art suspects if it got too close he might not be able to help himself). He always brings Art over to where the spider is and he points it out. Then he backs away whenever Art nabs it with a tissue, or scoots it onto a paper to bring it outside. “I just don’t understand why anything needs to have 8 legs.”

How Patrick falls in love so all at once. It never lasts but he’s never just halfway into anything.

how open Patrick is. Loves it so much he’s envious of it. Anything that’s on his mind he just blurts it out. Even if it’s inappropriate (even if it hurts).

that Patrick is incapable of personal space. Like he can’t talk unless he’s within kissing touching distance.

That far away melancholy look he gets on his face sometimes like something is slipping away. It sometimes happens when he’s gazing at Art, or looking through him. It never lasts long, especially when he catches Art staring back. almost like Art is never meant to see it. Sometimes Art wonders what could make a boy made out of sunshine look so sad. But he never asks because he knows Patrick would never tell him the truth.

when Patrick takes his food.

They’ll never admit it but they both love:

whispered conversations, when they’re close in each other’s personal space

staying up too late talking about the transformers movie they just saw and comparing it to the cartoon. It’s an important and urgent discussion they completely forget about the next morning.

Sharing food, cigarettes, clothing… a bed.

Touching. Thighs lined up when they’re sitting close. Shoulders when they’re standing close. Grabbing each other for random massages all through practice while they giggle about it and their teammates tell them to just kiss already.

Pretending to just kiss already.

The one time they really just kissed already. Late summer when they were 15 and Patrick’s big brother let them try wine coolers just to see how they’d react. And they had so many they got really drunk and hid in his room all night so his parents wouldn’t find out. Curled up under the sheets, giggling while thunder and lightning and heavy rain sounded outside. Neither of them sure who started it….The kissing, so soft and breathless. Hands everywhere. So hungover the next morning they both pretended it never happened. But they both think about it. And they both wanna do it again. Art by accident. Patrick on purpose.

Anyway this is canon of course (actually Luca is a close personal friend and he whispered it in my ear for real actually🙂‍↕️). idk what do yall think? Add to my list please. What little things do they secretly love about each other?

[cinnamanz]

dani gonna be fighting for her life when all y/n’s exes shows up lmfao #shefumbledhard #deserved

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its gna be so messy... stay seated guys

[rise-my-angel]

I can understand the anti jonsa/jonrya/jongritte but I'm wondering about the jon/daenerys thing and if you don't mind I'd like to know why (asking as someone who only watched the show & wasn't bought by their dynamic)

It actually starts with the exact same problem as Ygritte's dynamic with him. Jon arrives at a place and is taken prisoner, his weapons are taken from him, he cannot leave of his own accord and has no way home alone, and he has no choice but to try and convince the people or person keeping him hostage that they should trust him. Only for the other person to develop an attraction, and whose dynamic can only be developed as long as Jon still is not allowed to leave or fight back. Only for it to go apparently romantic, when really, his situation has not changed if he resists.

If he is with Ygritte, and he shows signs of resistence or being against her cause, she and the others will kill him, and he knows it.

If he is with Dany, and he shows signs of resistence or being against her cause, she and her dragons will kill him, and he knows it.

Remember, when he goes beyond the Wall (gods protect me thinking about that episode), he literally has to leave by force because she still refused to give him "permission" to leave the island she's kept him trapped on for weeks. Their reunion is not romantic, and neither is them getting together. Up until a day ago, he was her prisoner and he still is at the mercy of her dragons.

If at any moment Jon truly resists her, she will kill him. There is not a single moment of their relationship where she didn't consider Jons life forefit if he didn't meet her exact expectations of total loyalty. Just like Ygritte did.

What it comes off to me, is that Jon has no interest in her whatsoever nor does he want to be with her, but he knows he is still her prisoner and even worse, she has dragons that could destroy his family and kingdom if she so chooses, if he stood against her. I think Jon realized Dany was interested in him, and realized that he was in a situation just like Ygritte. Trapped, and forced to play along much to the determent of his own mental health.

Jon is never not at Dany's total mercy if he displeases her.

Any time they get together it is clearly Dany summoning Jon, and one time it's very bad. Jon is extremely drunk to the point he can barley stand on two feet, and she is stone cold sober. She tries to get him to have sex with her, he resists and she still tries and it only ends because it turns into an argument about another topic all together.

If Jon was trying to convince a drunk girl telling him no, to have sex with him, we all know what we'd call that. What we'd call him. I do not consider Jon being a man, and Dany being a woman, to change that dynamic. Dany also has all the power of him as a Queen who forced him to bend the knee, and she has two dragons in his home that will kill him and anyone else she chooses whenver she wants.

Jon is literally unable to consent to this relationship at any point and the literal only way out he had, was to unironically kill her.

If you look through my anti jonerys tag you can find other posts I've made going into the details about why I think they do not work fundementally as characters in general, but I stand firmly against the show relationship for these reasons.

It's the same prisoner/abuse/rape situation as with Ygritte, but even worse, because Dany can and would use her dragons on him, his family, and his people if she decided Jon wasn't loyal enough anymore.

I don't think Jon ever wanted to be with her, in any way shape or form. But was forced to pretend to because he was her prisoner from the moment he stepped onto Dragonstone until the moment he killed her.

I think as for the books, they just do not work as a couple in even a functional manner and there is no hint that they ever even would become a couple in the first place and that shipping them in the books is pure jonsa style wish fufillment fanon.

Again, my anti jonerys tag has many posts about this topic since I've tackled it at many angles over the past few months if you're interested further in what I think!

[beachvibesandoceanwaves]

If I speak Thai like Sangmin in Sangmin Dinneaw I will be more than happy.

[bakuliwrites]

INBOX OPEN

For drawing requests from this post!!!!!

Send me an expression and a color palette, plus a character from one of the following fandoms:

-The Arcana

-Baldur’s Gate 3

-Jujutsu Kaisen

-Attack on Titan

-Castlevania (the Netflix series)

I’m trying to practice my sketching and color palettes so please please please send me requests! I would really love to work on these and I’d love to draw for y’all :) I might be slow to draw them because I’m still learning, but I’ll do them for sure! Thank you 💕

[jakexneytiri]

Reading your Dad!Neteyam fics and watching bluey and just thinking of scenario where one one of the kids just goes 'no smoochy kiss for you' XD

:’) ahhhh thank you so much for reading!! i hope you enjoyed them <3

and YESSSSSS that’s very much all of the kids 😂 they all gang up on neteyam when he tries to take momma away for a date night 🤭

[ghostgirl-22]

What are some other challengers blogs you recommend?

In no particular order and uh…. this is by no means a complete list but these pages generally entertain me when i want some relatively recent challengersblr related content.

@/artstennisracket

@/princess-of-songs

@/saintzweig

@/wormswurld

@/jesuistrestriste/ @/rottenk1sses

@/girliism

@/diyasgarden

@/slushfaerie

@/asheepinfrance

@/itoldyatshirt

@/newrochellechallenger2019

@/compress1repress

@/weirdfishesthoughts

@/artdcnaldson

@/moonsuggests

@/jordiemeow

@/saltburntme

@/coolgirl1111

@/moonstarsunearth

@/tashism

@/madebymaid

@/cool-blog-name

@/melancholicmelanin

@/grimsonandclover

@/bullseyebullseye

@/tacobacoyeet

@/goodluckchamp