#wildest in white [danielle]

[outoftheirdifferences]

And speaking of the Spaniel girls...

SLAMS THIS DOWN HERE

So I should preface by saying that yes, I know this is one massive anachronism stew going on here; but honestly it's one big mixed up crossover anyway so I figured to just let the details slide and go with what worked!

As always: Artwork is mine, outside of that I own nothing here. Characters belong to Disney or otherwise to their respective owners; Songs are by Lin-Manuel Miranda and performed by the Ham.ilton cast. I have no association with any of these, this was just made for fun.

[vivwritesfics]

PLEASE can we get more HOAF ?? Maybe their wedding with absolutely adorable Milo and Olivia OR their wedding night 👀👀👀 ~nurse-sainz

as two of you know, I've been seriously thinking about the hoaf second series. It has a title, but, because I don't want to start ANOTHER series until I finish a current one, it's something I'm going to be working on behind the scenes

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She'd never expected to be pregnant on her wedding day. It was nobody's dream, to be round and swollen while stuffed into a pretty white dress that you just know would look so much better if you weren't pregnant, on your feet all day, unable to partake in any of the drinking.

Her bachelorette party wasn't all that. But she didn't want it to be. The only people she would have invited were the other wags, girls she didn't know all that well. No, her bachelorette party was her and Olivia getting their hair and nails done.

They ended the day getting dinner, just the two of them. They sat there, sharing a too big pizza while Olivia went over her details plans of the wedding.

It was the best bachelorette party ever.

Daniel had two bachelor parties. One that was organised by Max and Lando to be the wildest night of his life, with almost all of the grid accompanying them. And one where he could invite Milo.

The party with Milo was mini golf. Carlos was happy to carry Milo around on his shoulders, teach him all that he knew. The boys had all agreed to let Milo win, but he didn't have to know that. After the golf they had dinner and drinks.

One thing about Milo was he couldn't keep his mouth shut about the baby. Maybe Daniel should have reminded him that Baby Ricciardo was a secret, but he didn't expect Milo to just blurt it out, either.

But none of the drivers were surprised. They couldn't be surprised about baby Ricciardo, not when the couple hadn't exactly been good at hiding it. Daniel's hand on her stomach, the little list of baby names they'd all seen on his phone.

The party without Milo, when Milo was at home with Olivia and his momma, it really was a party. Loud music, drinks, dancing, it had everything. But, the moment Daniel got more than three drinks in his system, he was talking about her.

Arm over Max's shoulder as he slurred out his name and how much he loved her. "I want to have another girl," he said to Max, but it was barely audible. "A little girl that looks just like her."

When she had her first dress fitting, there wasn't a bump. Or, at least, the bump did little to change her frame. Her dream dress fit like a glove and Daniel's mother was crying.

It was naïve to think that the dress would still fit by the time the wedding rolled around. Her bump had gotten exponentially bigger, to the point where she couldn't hit it anymore. Now that the drivers knew, it was only time that the rest of the world knew.

They didn't announce it in any way. No, Daniel's Instagram usually had a picture of her in his photo dumps and this was no exception. Just, this time, her bump was visible in the picture.

If the world of F1 was losing its collective shit, neither of them noticed. The Ricciardo family was wrapped up in their own little bubble, just the way they liked it.

A week before the wedding, her dream dress wasn't fitting. Why the fuck wasn't it fitting? Well, she knew why. It was stupid to think anything would fit over her bump.

"I hate this baby," she said through tears as she rubbed her bump. No, she didn't hate baby Ricciardo, not in the slightest. Actually, she loved baby Ricciardo more than anything. But still, she couldn't help but wish she wasn't pregnant.

The dress she wore on her wedding day wasn't her dream dress. She couldn't wear those cute white heels she wanted to wear, couldn't even see her feet.

As she stared at herself in the mirror, just an hour away from being walked down the aisle, an hour away from marrying the love of her life, she was ready to cry. She held it back, though, couldn't afford to ruin her makeup. "What're we gonna do with you?" She whispered as she cradled her bump.

"Momma?"

She looked at Milo in the mirror before she turned towards him. "C'mere, baby," she said and held her hands out towards him. Fuck, how was he almost seven?

As her son wrapped his arms around her, she wanted time to stop. Just stop, let her live in this moment forever. He was growing up so damn fast, he was going to be a big brother soon. "You look beautiful, momma," he said.

This time, she couldn't help the tears. Stupid pregnancy hormones. "Thank you, Miley," she said through a shaky breath as she stood up and grabbed a tissue. Gently she dabbed at her eyes, trying to save her makeup.

She smoothed her dress over her bump and took Milo's hand. "Let's go become Ricciardos."

Daniel had never been this nervous before. Not in his first race back after McLaren had let him go. He was sweating in his suit as Max stood with him. All of their guests were seated, but the most important people were missing.

The door opened and Olivia and one of her friends, one that had been over a few times, walked in. They tossed the petals out of the little white basket as she walked in behind her.

Daniel knew her relationship with her family was... strenuous, at best. That was why they weren't at the wedding. With her father not there to walk her down the aisle, Milo held her hand.

Daniel's breath caught in his throat. He knew she wasn't in her dream dress, not the dress that matched Olivia's, but she still looked amazing. Holy fuck, it was enough to bring tears to her eyes. But that wasn't what actually did it.

Milo was the one walking her down the aisle. Milo in his little suit that near matched Daniels. He stood tall and proud, head held high as he walked his mother towards his step father. 

The kids sat together through the ceremony. Milo couldn’t stop himself from fiddling with the little pieces of petals as his mother got married. They were incredibly well behaved throughout, with Olivia’s grandparents, and Milo’s grandparents now, too, keeping them company. 

This close, Daniel could see the faults in her makeup. He didn’t care about the faults, she looked gorgeous with or without it. But still, Daniel could see the smudges under her eyes as he slipped the ring onto her finger. 

Mrs Ricciardo. She was Mrs Ricciardo now. 

Daniel didn’t say anything about the evidence of her tears as he kissed her. And, once he had his mouth on her, he never wanted to stop kissing her. He couldn’t dip her, like he wanted to, but his hand cradled her bump, cradled baby Ricciardo. His baby. She was his wife and she was carrying his baby. 

This was the best day of his life. 

Their family and friends were cheering as he walked her out of the church and into the car. Even then, even in the car, he couldn’t keep his lips on her. But he had to make sure she was okay, that took precedent. Even knowing that, Daniel couldn’t pull his lips away from her own. So the words were mumbled against her lips. “Were you crying?”

He tried to sound concerned, by her lips against his had his voice coming out as more of a desperate whine. 

But, as soon as he said it, she pulled away. “I’m fine, Danny,” she said and went to rub at her eyes, rub away the evidence of her tears.

Daniel caught her wrists. “You look beautiful,” he whispered and kissed her again. “My wife looks beautiful.”

The way she looked up at him, fuck, he could have kept her in that car forever. “Say it again.”

“My wife.”

When they arrived at the reception venue, their friends and family were there, waiting. As soon as they climbed out of the car, Milo and Olivia were pulling away from their grandparents, racing towards them. Daniel couldn’t help but pick Olivia up and place her on his hip as Milo held his mothers leg.

“Are we a family now?” Olivia asked, her voice coming out almost like a demand. 

But nobody could blame her. She’d been waiting for this moment for a year and a half. 

Daniel rolled his eyes, but he was grinning. “We always were a family, Badger.”

There was no part of her wedding that the new Mrs Ricciardo didn’t enjoy. She wasn’t in her dream dress, but, now she had that ring on her finger, now she was married to the love of her life, she didn’t much care. 

She danced, but she didn’t dance the night away, like she had dreamed. She couldn’t help but be emotional as she sat with Daniel’s parents, her mother and father in law, watching the guests at her wedding. They were dancing more than she was, at her own wedding. 

Holding her bump, speaking softly to baby Ricciardo, she watched as her husband and her children danced. Daniel’s grin was so wide as the three of them were the centre of attention on the dance floor. That was the man she loved. That was the man she married. 

“Your daddy, your siblings and I can’t wait to meet you,” she whispered to baby Ricciardo as her mother and father in law watched on, hearts melting. “You’ve got the best daddy going.”

And, as Daniel put Olivia down after spinning her around, he looked over to his wife. She smiled at him, a smile he’d never forget. As Olivia went to dance with Lando and Max took Milo to get something to drink, Daniel walked over to her. 

“Hi, baby,” he said as his hand met her bump. And then he looked up at his wife, meeting her eyes. “Hi, Mrs Ricciardo.”

“Hi, Mr Ricciardo.”

He kissed her, and she never wanted to let him go.

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[thatmexisaurusrex]

if we got a second season of tfatws what would you want to be in it 👀

Oh my gosh, such a good question to ask! 😆 A very hard one too Cassie, lemme think on this 🤔

Okay, a few things that would be a must would be:

A "Meanwhile, on the boat..." moment, or perhaps a montage of moments where things are happening throughout the MCU movies that happened post-TFATWS and Sam and Bucky are just 😂 on the boat, hearing about the events after the fact. I keep thinking about the scene in season 7 of Supernatural where they montage Dean commenting on what Castiel does with his new godlike powers while Dean fixes his car, but it doesn't have to be like that (3:16-3:46 here for reference lol).

Sam needs to save Bucky from falling. Sam had someone he couldn't save in the air. Bucky didn't have anyone to save him when he fell. Sam and Bucky both need that catharsis and it's wild that didn't happen in the first season.

Sam flying around as Bucky snipes at things 😂 Again - how did that not happen in the first season?

Sam and Bucky must either be already roommates or looking for an apartment which will be the place they will live in together.

Sarah, AJ, and Cass must be in it as well as other people we've seen like Carlos, Tommy, Isaiah, and Eli.

Another song by Curtis Harding must close the show's next sunset ending (it MUST be a good ending where they look into the sunset again, I'm sorry, I don't make the rules). Perhaps Can't Hide It by Curtis Harding?

Joaquín! There must be more Jay, I refuse to believe there wouldn't be so much more Jay in a season two.

FLASHBACKS. WHERE. WERE. THE. FLASHBACKS. Gimme Sam and Riley flashbacks, flashbacks of Sam with his family, gimme more info on Sam.

Can we???? Get more info on Sarah too???? Like was she married before??? Who are Cass and AJ's dad or dads??? How does she feel about Sam disappearing for a huge chunk of years??? I just want to know more about her.

And GIDEON. GIVE SAM HIS OLDER BROTHER.

Also, GIVE SAM BIRD TELEPATHY, YOU COWARDS, AS WELL AS A FALCON NAMED REDWING.

AYO AND ANEKA VISIT. THEY HAVE TO VISIT. LET AYO AND ANEKA BE BESTIES WITH SAM AND BUCKY.

Acknowledgment that Sam found Bucky in Europe but kept Bucky's secret and visited Bucky. Also that Sam visited Bucky during his time as a goatherder in Wakanda, possibly with a reference to the costco tub of lube 😂

MORE EPISODES. GIVE US MORE EPISODES. GIVE US TEN EPISODES AT LEAST, YOU COWARDS.

Things I can live without but I think would be a waste if they aren't in a hypothetical season two:

A huge and exciting action sequence during a New Orleans Mardi Gras Parade with Sam being the King of that parade.

There's a team of villainous jugglers in the Marvel comics called the Death-Throws. I really want them as secondary comedic villains who may or may not be kind of good people a la Jessie, James, and Meowth from Team Rocket in Pokemon movies. Just let Sam and Bucky have some comedy villains in the background doing their thing, Marvel.

Visiting Steve on the Moon. I just think Sam and Bucky deserve space shenanigans. I will also take a Facetime, if that's too out of budget, though.

Misty Knight cameo where Sam and Misty either imply or outright talk about being exes. Probably amicable, though, it would be funny if Sam's a bit awkward about it, but Misty's chill with him.

Karli resurrection. She deserved more of a redemption arc than Walker. Bring her back to life, Disney, I dare you.

Bucky and Falcon!Redwing don't get along. More because Bucky is jealous than anything else.

A VISIT TO WAKANDA! Do they go to Birnin Zana? Do they visit the town Bucky was living in as a goatherder? Do they go to Ayo and Aneka's home for dinner? Maybe they possibly only let Sam into the country while Ayo is like "I told you to lie low for a while, White Wolf" to Bucky 😂

Baron Zemo can have a cameo, if only because Anthony Mackie was bummed that Daniel Brühl isn't a part of Cap 4.

Wildest Options I Don't Think Would Happen But I Would Love:

SamBucky wedding. It all takes place the days leading up to their wedding. Or, if I'm being more realistic, a wedding. Like, if, say Sarah and Rhodey were getting married or Carol and Valkyrie or perhaps Ayo and Aneka.

SamBucky kiss? Though, again, highly doubt that and I'm really okay with SamBucky not being canon.

Fourth wall break where Feige himself walks into a room, sits down, and apologizes about how he treated Sam Wilson's character in the MCU and promises to do better. He pulls out an entire slide show and the episode is just him talking about how he will be integrating Sam more thoroughly into the MCU. I'm talking how specifically Sam will cameo, where he will cameo, pitches for other projects Sam will be heavily tied to, the works.

[droughtofapathy]

"Welcome to the Theatre": Diary of a Broadway Baby

Follies in Concert

June 20, 2024 | Transport Group Theatre | Carnegie Hall | Evening | Concert | Series | 2H 20M

FOLLIES FOLLIES FOLLIES. THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY YEAR. THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY LIFE(?)

Last night, Carnegie Hall was New York's hottest gay club as every one of us turned up to weep over Sondheim's breathtaking score, played by a divine 30-piece orchestra. Fifty Broadway actors shared the roles and songs of this wonderful show, culminating in a lineup straight out of our wildest dreams.

Though we were robbed of a Donna Murphy triumph with "Could I Leave You?" due to filming schedule changes, we received the impromptu comedy show of the year as Beth Leavel grappled with a broken mic stand and brought the house down anyway.

Kate Baldwin as another eleventh-hour addition proved to be the best moment of the night. Her "Losing My Mind" will go down in history as one of the most divine we will ever hear. Not since Marin Mazzie has a theatre been so rapt, so silent, so in awe. She's always struck me as a Phyllis, but now proves she has the range.

Jennifer Holliday does what she wants, and what she wants was a smooth and seductive "I'm Still Here" full of gravitas even as she meandered far from the written notes and rhythms. She turned a five-minute showstopper into a nine-minute showstopper complete with a standing ovation to open up act two.

Karen Ziemba led six of our finest dancing Broads over sixty (or even seventy)(Mamie Duncan-Gibbs, Ruth Gottschall, JoaAnn M. Hunter, Dana Moore, Michele Pawk, and Margo Sappington) in a "Who's That Woman" original choreography to a standing ovation.

So many thrilling performances, one after the other. I am deeply in love with Barbara Walsh now, and it's honestly a crime she and Carolee Carmello were so underutilized by only having "Waiting for the Girls Upstairs" (Phyllis and Sally don't get much singing in that number, and it's a tragedy). I need to seriously contemplate the Barbara-Phyllis/Carolee-Sally dynamic immediately.

I am now dead. I have ascended. I will never come back to earth again. But the final tributes broke me. The reveal that Sondheim said in a private zoom reunion that Follies was his very favorite original score. The late Harvey Evans' epitaph. Original cast member Kurt Peterson ending the concert with "hey up there, way up there, what'd'ya say up there..." All of it underscored by Sondheim's brilliant work. I am in tears all over again.

Verdict: My Soul Transcended Space and Time

A Note on Ratings

Full set list below cut:

Opening Weissmann Monologue: Hal Linden Beautiful Girls: Christian Mark Gibbs Don't Look at Me: Katie Finneran and Marc Kudisch Waiting for the Girls Upstairs: Thom Sesma, Stephen Bogardus, Barbara Walsh, Carolee Carmello, Grey Henson, Ryan McCartan, Julie Benko, Hannah Elless Rain on the Roof: Klea Blackhurst and Jim Caruso Ah, Paris: Isabel Keating Broadway Baby: Adriane Lenox The Road You Didn't Take: Alexander Gemignani In Buddy's Eyes: Christine Ebersole Who's that Woman?: Karen Ziemba with Mamie Duncan-Gibbs, Ruth Gottschall, JoaAnn M. Hunter, Dana Moore, Michele Pawk, and Margo Sappington I'm Still Here: Jennifer Holliday Too Many Mornings: Norm Lewis and Nikki Renee Daniels The Right Girls: Michael Berresse One More Kiss: Harolyn Blackwell and Mikaela Bennett Could I Leave You?: Beth Leavel Loveland: Chorus You're Gonna Love Tomorrow/Love Will See Us Through: Fernell Hogan, Olivia Elease Hardy, Nina White, Miguel Gil Buddy's Blues: Santino Fontana with Lauren Blackman and Sarah King Losing My Mind: Kate Baldwin The Story of Lucy and Jessie: Alexandra Billings Live, Laugh, Love: Kurt Peterson (ft. John McMartin's original cane)

[shes4twnksinatrnchct]

Fault Line | Prologue Jake Kiszka x F. OC

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, explicit language

Please keep in mind that this is a work of fiction and enjoy!

Summary: In 2012, rock band Greta Van Fleet was born from the outskirts of Frankenmuth, Michigan. It consisted of founder Jacob Kiszka (Lead Guitarist), his brothers: Samuel Kiszka (Bass), and Joshua Kiszka (Lead Vocalist), as well as Daniel Wagner (Drum Kit), and Coley “C.J.” Payne (Rhythm Guitarist, Backing Vocalist).

In 2023, the established lineup would shift, as Payne would announce her departure from the band.

Neither Greta Van Fleet, nor C.J. Payne made a comment on the change of lineup initially.

The silence on the matter was only broken when Payne gave her only on-record citing of her resignation the year to follow.

When asked why she took her final bow with the band, Payne stated: “No artistic differences. Just a lot of red wine, and even more irreconcilable differences.”

2024

“Better than sex!” Josh would exclaim if we really hit the mark just right, all glowing brown eyes and sparkling teeth that would illuminate the entire room in his gleam. 

I never doubted him for a moment any time he’d speak it, able to feel just how transcendent the ritual of performing was for myself. 

It was hard to stumble off stage without shaking knees and a high like no drug could offer. 

It didn’t matter if it was a packed out stadium, that we could barely hear one another in, or a bar that held a sixteen person capacity. 

The support of the people surrounding us, screaming every lyric right back at us, the ricochet of Josh’s voice—his light that could rival the very sun—joining so effortlessly within each riff of Jake’s guitar that only echoed the very music that lives and breathes within the man that shines with the same coolness of the moon…there were some moments I’d completely forget where I was, utterly hypnotized by the stage rattling with each signature hit of the drums from Danny, and strum of bassline that Sam would exude as if it were a guitar. 

I’d quickly get back into focus as not to fuck up whatever backing vocals I was to contribute to Josh’s own, or skewer my entrusted position as rhythm guitarist. 

Once the shows ended, we’d all be panting and light-headed, vision in ink splotches from adrenaline and exhaustion. 

And it was exhausting. 

No one told us just how badly getting that doped up on energy each night on end—struggling to come down from it before being thrust into a bus or plane for the next town—would wither us. 

Well, wither me. 

Performing was the privilege, the blessing we worked endlessly through years to be granted. 

But the travel—the constant change, the fact that adapting was impossible because we weren’t in the same location for more than two days—was the chain around us that only grew tighter and shorter…not even accounting for the personal and familial dramas and stresses happening simultaneously. 

It was everything my wildest dreams were made of, and nothing that I’d wish on anyone, all in the same breath—mimicking its composer in that way—the one I’d inevitably go on to credit for all of it: euphoria and sorrows alike. 

2008

My blue eyes trace along the various notes being scribbled along the white board, the squeak of expo marker causing my eye to twitch every now and then as Mr. Hall tries his hardest to explain the basics of music to his classroom full of young aspiring musicians that he hopes to aid in perfecting their craft. 

“…A half-note,”  He draws an open circle with a stem. “Then half-rest—which you can remember easier by recalling it looks like a tophat. So, half rest is like a hat rest.” He makes himself giggle with that one, coloring in the half rest. 

He examines his finished work, the various quarter notes, half notes, whole notes, and their rests. 

“And remember you’ll know, of course, what sound you’re going to get based on this,” He circles the treble clef symbol he had drawn on the staff, and then does the same to the bass clef. 

“What about Tabs?” Joseph randomly asks, pulling the attention of the class. 

“Well, tablature is a different arrangement entirely because it’s for strings like guitar and bass.” Mr. Hall says but humors Joseph, drawing another staff with six lines and five spaces with “TAB” scribbled vertically down it where the Treble and Bass clef could go. 

Instead of musical notation in the form of what he’s just showed us, he writes numbers scattered throughout the staff, the sight making my head hurt at the thought of numbers being brought into music any more than the count of time notes or rests last. 

“Why don’t string instruments use notes?” Hope asks what I’m also thinking, and Mr. Hall pushes his glasses up his face and clears his throat, trying to explain it so we can understand as best as seventh graders can. 

“Well, imagine this as the neck of a guitar,” He motions to his drawing of the lines, “With frets, which are the spaces in between the vertical lines you see on guitars underneath the strings,” He draws vertical lines through his horizontal lines, around his numbers. “The numbers tell you what fret you’re in, and the lines here,” He motions to the six horizontal lines he’s drawn, “Are the strings you pick. So it’s no different, really, than reading off music for a flute or saxophone, or tuba. Only one hand is acting as the control for how much sound is made instead of a mouth, while the other hand controls the placement and therefore the expression of that sound.”

“Is it the same for twelve strings?” Joseph adds. 

“Twelve strings?” Hope now voices.  

“What’s the difference?” I ask Mr. Hall, mortified with the thought of what that might look like written out in Tabs. “Is it harder to play?” I press next, genuinely curious, to which Joseph rudely interrupts, “It doesn’t matter—you wouldn’t be able to play one string, let alone twelve.”

The familiar face of the infamous other half of the Kiszka twins shows when he turns from his chair, along with the entire third row to look at Joseph. 

Everyone knew who Josh and Jake were all on account of their identical looks and endless array of shenanigans they’d inflict upon teachers and classmates alike—all in innocent fun that made everyone involved laugh—except for the teachers, of course. 

I only knew them because my little sister, Julianne, was friends with their little sister, Veronica. 

“What? Girls can’t play guitar.” Joseph defends himself as Mr. Hall’s voice falls to the background while trying to get us back on task. 

Not a girl in class doesn’t look offended, myself included. 

Perhaps I’d be embarrassed by him cutting me down in front of everyone if the collective feeling through the room wasn’t that he’s being a moron. 

“So…Taylor Swift just has a guitar she bought just to freaking cry on it?” Hope smarts back with a few giggles to follow. 

“She’s rich enough to.” Joseph pipes.  

“Anybody can play anything. Music does not discriminate against gender or age.” Mr. Hall finally speaks loud enough for us to hear him over ourselves. “And like I said before, Tabs aren’t relevant here because we don’t work with string instruments.”

He goes on to finish out his lesson until the bell is ringing, signaling our dismissal. 

I’m grabbing my bag, pushing through the doors of the music room to head to the carpool line. 

“He’s a jackass.” I hear it before I fully realize who it comes from, glancing beside me to see Jake walking beside me, pushing his hair from his face to look at me as he says,“I’m sorry he said that.”

“Yeah…he’s always kind of been that way.” I smile at him. “And I’m not worried about it. I know I could learn to play forty-eight strings if I really wanted to.” I add confidently. 

“I wouldn’t be able to help you with that, but I could help with six strings.” He offers with a shrug while I stop walking and look at him directly, unsure of what his angle is. 

My blonde brows drop, searching for any clue of him further teasing me. 

“You play guitar?” I question him, slightly unconvinced. 

“Why would I offer to help you learn to play if I didn’t play?” He asks me as I scoff out and continue walking as I ask, “Why offer at all? You don’t know me,” continuing my trek as he picks up his step to keep up with me. 

“I know your name is ‘Coley’. I know your sister is friends with my sister. I know you’re in band with me. I know we were in Mrs. Snell’s class last year together…I feel like I know you well enough.” I’m not sure if it’s his goal to get me to laugh, but it works, my hand coming out to push at his arm as we continue walking. 

I think on it for another moment, stopping once again, shushing him when he tries to speak, finally asking him, “How long is it gonna take?” 

“That just depends on how quick you get it.” He explains, casually. “I’ve been at it since I was three and I’m just now getting pretty good.” 

“So…what? That’ll probably be ten years for me to get almost good?” I push my dirty-blonde hair behind my ear. 

“Well, do you have ten years to get ‘almost good’?” He doesn’t argue, and I can’t tell if he’s once more being light-hearted or serious in his estimation. 

I want to turn him down, dismiss the entire conversation and go on to pretend it never happened—but I keep hearing I can’t do something, which only angers me the longer I replay it in my mind, and his kind expression and genuine offering guilts me unintentionally. I speak one half-assed word that seals my fate, feeling it in the way his hand grabs mine as we shake on it in agreement after I finally state, “Sure.”

[dayurno]

i think it would be so cool and delicious to read renee from your point of view. anything. jeanee. kevjeanee. dean/renee. anything. please.

ive written dan/renee before actually!!! it was for a writing game and its in the same verse as my burlesque au :) its a very old piece so please be mindful of that, but here u go:

2 — A small, fleeting kiss — which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss.

Burlesque is a pompous, smoke-filled, luxurious industry —  one that Renee has been part of for too long. 

From the years of shiny costumes and coy music, Renee had compiled a lifetime of purple bruises on her thighs and knees, a small fortune made up of tips, and one too many fleeting crushes on the just as fleeting dancers Renee had the pleasure of working with. It is certainly ironic, in a way, that though Renee's job is by the most part making the men fall in love with her —  an easy task, really —, it is the women that she trails after at the end of the day.  

It is just as ironic that, with Kevin and Matt as exceptions, it is women that Renee works with. Burlesque performers are in their majority female, which might be the most pleasant part of the job once money is not on the table: Renee had lost count of how many hours she'd spent watching her fellow coworkers prim themselves for a performance, everything from Katelyn's discreet lip gloss to Allison's over-the-top rhinestone craze, each more beautiful than the other as they align themselves in the dressing rooms. 

Renee Walker loves women. It was not news to anyone —  certainly not news for some of her coworkers, whose warm hands Renee had felt on her for more than just rehearsal —, and it could never be contested, however blind the men who come to the Foxhole may be. 

So it made sense, of course, that the moment Danielle Wilds walked into that dressing room was the moment Renee's train of rational thought came to an abrupt stop. The rest, as one might know, is history.

A Friday night has the Foxhole dripping from head to toe in visitors, the anticipation of the audience rumbling through their small dressing room as the first performers of the night finessed the last details of their performances near the exit, coached by a rather unamused Nicky. From the other corner of the room, Neil —  newest addition to their line-up, nearing his debut stage but just inexperienced enough to be Kevin's prodigee —  is being thoroughly handled by the aforementioned, who was just as impatient at styling their fellow performers as he was meticulous at it.

Renee couldn't see what Neil looked like over Kevin's wide shoulders, but she doubted there was anything to worry about: Burlesque is not all talent, and as long as Neil is able to sell himself to the audience, he'll be finer than most.

Allison had just left the seat near Renee unoccupied to practice her routine for one last time before going up on stage when Dan slipped into it, her dark skin shimmering with glitter under the artificial lights as she leant her elbows against their shared vanity, bright pink wig falling over her shoulders in waves.

They had a shared number, today —  Renee's wig, though a pastel blue in contrast with Dan's bright pink, reached under her chin in a graceful bob cut, matching with the naturally short nature of her dress, as sparkly blue as her makeup. In front of the mirror, they looked like a matching set; someone's wildest dreams come true. 

Dan's red lips open in a smirk, all white teeth, and Renee hates every inch of her, from the dangerously short hem of her skirt to the thigh highs that draped all over the dark skin of her legs, an image Renee couldn't forget even if Dan allowed her to. 

"Already got your good luck kiss from Reynolds?" Dan hums, brushing through her wig with carefully manicured fingers, her tanned hands part of Renee's most common daydreams. 

Renee hums back, running a hand through her wig's blue fringe. "Jealous?" she asks, the glossiness of her lips only as heavy as the glossiness of her eyelids. "A woman like you has no need for jealousy."

"Not jealousy," Dan disagrees, turning to consider Renee in her entirety. Dan's eyes are so dark they're almost black, molded by eyelashes so long and thick Renee felt the urge to reach out and touch —  it was the kind of stare no one could turn away from. Her tinted lips moved slowly as she said, "I have no one to be jealous of."

"Oh?" Renee replies, averting her eyes from the way Dan's skirt riled up ever so slightly as her legs crossed. "And why is that?"

Dan motions dismissively, the nonchalant depiction of arrogance. "Our girls are pretty, but they're not me," she clarifies, "and you don't do boys."

In spite of herself, Renee's lips tug into a smile. "No, I do not," she answers, leaning back on her chair. "If Allison heard you saying that…" Renee smacks her lip gloss-filled lips together, trailing her sentence into the ground.

"Allison can have anyone else she wants," Dan hums, in that ruthless way of hers Renee can only hope to keep for as long as Dan lets her have it, "as long as it's not you."

Renee leans closer —  just to see what she would do, really; how far Dan was willing to show just how much no one else could have Renee —, and Dan's fingers close around her chin immediately, manicured long nails brushing against the soft skin of Renee's cheeks. "See?" Dan asks, almost in a purr. "I don't have to prove a point. You're about to break your neck for just a kiss."

She hums in agreement, hands coming to rest against Dan's exposed knees, the warm skin singing under her palms. "One kiss, Wilds," Renee drags out as Dan leans in, "and just one. You wouldn't want to ruin your makeup."

"Not mine," Dan agrees. "Yours, I would."

"And survive Kevin's scolding?" Renee brushes her nose against Dan's, feeling the fingers on her chin tighten. "Aren't you eager?"

"Aren't you?"

Renee presses a kiss to Dan's inner wrist, letting her mouth drag through Dan's pulse. "Self-restraint is a virtue."

Dan makes a sound of agreement. There is a lipstick mark on the inside of her wrist, courtesy of Renee's dark makeup, but she doesn't bother to wash it off as she tips Renee's chin back for a quick, short peck. 

She's about to pull away when Renee's hand closes around her wrist, keeping her close. Dan's red lips close around a smug smirk, and Renee barely cares that they're in the dressing room. "Where's your virtue now?" she prompts, infuriatingly arrogant. "I don't see it."

Renee tugs her close, and Dan follows. 

Their mouths brush, lipstick against lipstick, and Renee snarls, "Shut up," before pulling Dan into a heavier, deeper, longer kiss, her hands coming to rest against Dan's neck to keep her close, thumb dragging up and down her jugular.

[sgtjamesrogers]

WIP WEDNESDAY TIDBITS

“but jesse it’s not—“ HEY. are you gonna let The Man and Big Calendar tell you what day it is. some bits of Roy Kent Gets Bullied Fic featuring Roy’s brain creating the wildest homoerotic dreams

Slowly, Roy shuffles into the kitchen space to open the fridge and close it again, then to the pantry closet to open and stare at the bare shelves before closing it again. Unwillingly, he gravitates back to the couch and into Jamie’s orbit once more.

“What is this?” He asks, leaning against the arm of the loveseat and squinting at the flatscreen.

Jamie shrugs.

“Some eighties movie they got playing. Something you probably saw opening night, yeah?” He teases in a mild tone, blase as anything as he munches idly on the crisps from Roy’s welcome basket. “Two boys fighting each other over a girl.” A look up at Roy. “Your knee will get worse if you stand the whole time, y’know.” His voice is devoid of impertinence or cheek, it’s just matter-of-fact. Not even a pinch of ‘grandad’ implied in his tone. Roy’s shoulders hunch.

He sits on the couch.

“Why’s that one wearing a shower curtain?” Roy asks, but as the sentence forms itself he realizes he’s seen this one before, years and years ago. There’s a vague memory overlaying this one like a pattern; himself a much younger, shittier man and his sister an exhausted med student falling asleep on his at-the-time brand new couch while this played on a thick heavy box of a television.

“S’Halloween,” Jamie says impatiently, handing the crisps off to Roy. “See, that lot is all skeletons.” He turns his face away from the television, wagging his eyebrows conspiratorily at Roy. “I’m definitely Daniel, fast-talking and quick on my feet, like.”

Roy surprises himself by laughing, and Jamie’s expression rearranges to offended.

“Sure,” Roy says, shaking his head. “You’re definitely Daniel. No, really,” he continues when Jamie keeps watching him suspiciously. “A motor-mouthed little prick, that does match.” But in truth, Roy can see both, can’t stop seeing both boys in Jamie as the film continues.

Sometime after Mr. Miyagi gives Daniel the car, Roy falls asleep.

He dreams of the career-ending match against Man City, only they’ve won instead of lost. His knee feels ablaze with white-hot pain and his limbs flop with exhaustion as the team hefts him onto their shoulders, and he watches Jamie clad in pale blue wade into the huddle. Jamie lifts a magnificently huge trophy to him, his face shining. Roy reaches to grasp one wooden column of it, as time goes thick and slow.

Held out between them, it’s almost like a bridge.

[themculibrary]

Peggy is Tony’s Godparent Masterlist

A Hell of a Kid (ao3) - TheAsexualofSpades peggy/daniel, pepper/tony G, 2k

Summary: Tony's upset and his godmother Peggy is having none of it.

Peter's upset and Tony's having none of it.

Also titled: How To Comfort and Reassure Your Genius Kid That Their Feelings are Valid: In Two Parts

Aunt Peg (ao3) - GNM_dreaming_girl G, 6k

Summary: Tony deals with the death of the one and only Peggy Carter.

~~

“Margaret Elizabeth “Peggy” Carter died in her sleep, she didn’t suffer.” His hand was shaking, hell, all his body was shaking, he didn’t know if he would be able to talk, didn’t know how his voice would come out but after thirty seconds of silence he forced himself to speak.

Aunt Peggy's Mac and Cheese (ao3) - rachangel peggy/steve G, 2k

Summary: What if Tony knew Peggy?

Tony reads a speech at Peggy's Funeral about Peggy's involvement in his life and how she practically raised him.

Bless The Broken Road (ao3) - PinkEasterEggs peggy/steve G, 114k

Summary: In 1950, Peter Carter goes missing.

In 2005, a boy who looks exactly like Peggy Carter and Steve Roger's kidnapped son is found.

Tony doesn't even hesitate (okay, he may have hesitated a little) to take the boy under his wing.

Collateral (ao3) - dementedgoat steve/tony N/R, 13k

Summary: What happens after the shield comes barreling down?

Go And Make Aunt Peggy Proud (ao3) - holla_the_forestfairy pepper/tony, steve/bucky T, 19k

Summary: When Howard screws around with one of Hank Pym's quantum theories, things go south, quickly and that in a way Peggy did not imagine in her wildest dreams: they end up in the year 2019. Luckily, a vigilante in a bright red, skintight spidersuit can help them out and take Peggy and Howard to who will be able to help them out.

Her Mysterious Man (ao3) - dreambbles peggy/jarvis T, 15k

Summary: Tony had just mastered the art of time traveling.(Take that, Reed!) Okay, little white lie. He hasn't actually gone yet, he still needs a proper scolding from his A.I before doing so. He is advised not to interact with ANYONE in fear of tearing apart the space time continuum.

But nevertheless, he is still free to travel anywhere through time.

So, why does he decide to end up in 1945? And who is that gorgeous woman in those red dancing heels sitting all alone? And why does she seem so familiar to him?

Honey, you're familiar (like my mirror years ago) (ao3) - chaoticcollectorchaos_me steve/tony N/R, 43k

Summary: ...That in a past life, he was a valiant and brilliant scientist who, with Captain America, managed to destroy HYDRA. It was a good fantasy to have for a lonely little boy growing up with everything and nothing he could have wanted.

Too bad nobody told Tony that dreams do come true.

How It Should Have Been (And Maybe How It Was) (ao3) - rebelmeg ana/jarvis, howard/maria, pepper/tony T, 23k

Summary: Tony Stark was surrounded by love his whole life. His mother adored every bit of him from the moment she knew she was pregnant. Peggy was the most devoted godmother that ever lived. Edwin and Ana Jarvis treasured him as the closest thing they would ever have to their own child.

But even with all that love... Tony still struggled, because the man that should have understood him best barely gave him a glance.

This is how the relationships in Tony's life shaped him, and how he shaped them.

I'm with you (ao3) - withered bucky/tony T, 4k

Summary: Bucky doesn't remember Peggy Carter, but she remembers him. Which is hilarious given her memory issues.

No Matter Who It Is (ao3) - readingbylamplight howard/maria T, 1k

Summary: “I punched him once you know,” She says, and Tony’s eyes brighten, “A long time ago now, but it happened.”

“Really?”

“He hid something from me, lied to me about it, and when I found out he tried to say that he did it to protect my feelings. So I punched him. Tony, no one should get to use your reaction to their lies as a reason for them. If they do, they don’t deserve you. Do you understand?”

He nods, and she spends the rest of the evening teaching him how to punch.

Peggy's Baby Boy (ao3) - Pacifiers_and_Repulsors G, 2k

Summary: Steve goes to visit his best girl at the nursing home and runs into Tony. Steve is shocked, Tony is mortified, and Peggy is just happy to have her favorite soldier and baby godson in the same room.

Rise and Fall (ao3) - Orca478 gamora/tony G, 4k

Summary: Steve orders Natasha to close the portal as soon as Tony goes threw it. Not waiting for a chance for the genius to fall back.

This causes one of them to rise, and the other to fall.

And Steve is not the one rising.

Say Goodbye (ao3) - ShakespearePoet101 G, 1k

Summary: They all rally around Steve when they get the news. They keep him company and hold him when he cries and try their best to distract his thoughts from his long lost love.

Peggy Carter had died, and Steve was mourning.

But they didn't seem to realize that Tony was mourning too. But why would they? They didn't know. They didn't know that Tony even knew Peggy, didn't know that he called her his aunt or that she had been one of the only people to truly care about him as a kid. They didn't know that she was his rock more often than not or that he had spent many a night held in her arms as he cried over how utterly unfair life was. They didn't know. So they didn't care. They didn't care that Tony was falling apart, his heart torn and bleeding, that he was lost (his rock was gone), and he desperately needed a hug, something to keep him together. But they just didn't know.

(Or the Avengers all comfort Steve after Peggy dies, not realizing that Tony was also suffering from the loss.)

Sweet Pea: Goodbye (ao3) - anxious_soul T, 4k

Summary: Steve receives a call saying Peggy has died. Four of theAvengers gather around to comfort him, forgetting about the fifth.

Tony mourns on his own as he remembers all the times he had with his Aunt Peggy.

The Genius' Brother (ao3) - anxious_soul T, 14k

Summary: What if Tony wasn't the only son of Stark? What if he had an older brother? This is the two of them through the years.

tony and peggy's big day out! (ao30 - orphan_account G, 6k

Summary: She presses on the communication device in her ear. “Mister Jarvis, do tell me you’re nearby.”

His answer is immediate. “I am but four blocks away, Missus Carter. What is it you need? A coffee, perhaps?”

“Oh, nothing of the sort,” she says, panting slightly with her rush. The screams of civilians ache in her ears, set her stomach rolling. She tries to find breath, force it into her lungs. Someone slams into her shoulder and she stumbles. Tony grips her hand doubly hard. She grabs him in a smooth motion, an arm beneath his bottom and a hand on his back, and his arms go around her neck impulsively, his nose pressing into the side of her throat. “Perhaps a pickup, if you’re not too busy?”

“Why, never for you,” Jarvis says. “What’s happened this time?”

“Just a bombing,” says Peggy.

“At three in the afternoon?” says Jarvis. “Frankly, how rude.”

When you try to come for me, I keep on flourishing (ao3) - Calliope29 peggy/steve G, 5k

Summary: “And now, I’d like to invite Margaret Carter’s godson to come up and say a few words.”

A pointy elbow prodded at his side. Steve tilted his head towards Sam, a questioning furrow in his brow. Sam, with wide eyes, jerked his chin at the podium subtly, and Steve finally turned his gaze where he’d been avoiding.

It was Tony. Tony Stark was standing at the podium in a sharp suit, dark tinted glasses pushed up high on the bridge of his nose.

-

“You never told me you knew Peggy,” Steve said, quiet voice still carrying in the empty space.

Tony was staring at his hands. “Knew her?” he mumbled like the question amused him. Finally, he looked up. Steve had never seen those brown eyes so black. “She practically raised me, more than Howard ever did.”

“You know,” Steve found himself saying. “If I never went into the ice, you’d probably be my godson too.”

-

Based on the prompt: Peggy is Tony's godmother

"You Own Three Power Plants?" (ao3) - FairToMiddling93 G, 1k

Summary: Steve meets Howard's heir and is surprised to learn that it's a woman.

(Thor shows up to stop Loki in Germany instead of Toni, so her arrival is on the Helicarrier).

[apoptoses]

👻 and 💥

👻 What is your wildest headcanon?

Armand and Daniel had an entire war over deodorant for a while. Armand doesn't get it, it smells synthetic and chemical and weird no matter how many brands Daniel brings home to try. The spray on kind? Disgusting, he hates the butane propellant in it. Old Spice? There's nothing 'spice-like' in this Daniel, the name makes no sense. The roll on kind with aluminum in it? Why would you wear something that stains your white shirts yellow when sweat alone does no such thing?

Armand puts it in the garbage. Daniel takes it back out. Armand puts it back in the garbage again. They bicker about social norms and what it means to smell 'human'. Compromise comes in the form of Daniel saying fine, he'll skip using it but only on the nights they stay home because he's not being the one sweaty guy at the opera. Armand says fine so long as he gets to pick the scent on nights they go out. Daniel counts this as one of this three major wins against Armand, because everything else? Fuck it, it's not worth fighting over, let him have his way.

💥 What is one canon thing that you wish you could change?

I want someone else to find Armand at the end of TVA. Daniel, Marius, Santino, Bianca- literally anyone we have met before that would make for a compelling reunion story. Please. God. It's all I ask in this life.

[eg2henchmen]

Polar

- Deep Six

Runs the place like a ship, refers to the other henchmen as crewmates and the workers as the crew, is the only person the Great White Shark in the Tank Trap will let get close enough to feed it, don't refer to him as captain, to him, Polar is the captain, he is the First Mate, acts like it too as he tries to make sure the lair is reasonably safe for the workers, gets along best with Dr. Ming, if given the opportunity he will ramble about sea creatures for hours at a time, the suit makes it a bit hard to understand people at times so he tends to nod along if he can't understand something, he's polite to those he works with but ruthless against his enemies

- Dr. Ming

So happy to be working with fellow eco-terrorists, a bit confused by Deep Six using ship lingo but entirely too excited to question it, keeps arguing for a compost option for body's so she can have fresh fertilizer, will fist fight you if you claim global warming isn't a thing, only thing stopping her from biting you is the glass, her plants are her babies and she will kill for them, has a greenhouse set up in the base which is a miracle considering the base is in an iceberg, has added some sea weed and algae to her greenhouse at Deep Six's recommendation

- Sir Daniel

If endangered creatures don't go extinct then there's more things to hunt, has the wildest stories similar to Ernest Hemingway, happy to talk rare creatures with the first two, talks fishing techniques with Deep Six, still considers super agents the most dangerous game but considers Polar and Dr. Ming the next most dangerous, him saying he'd think you'd make good prey is his version of a compliment, occasionally hunts yellow workers for fun, this can last up to a month and end in anything from a simple knock on the head, slight stab in the shoulder, or even shot in the head

- Fugu Furkawa

Is on board because more fish means more types of poison for her dishes, not a total marine expert, just in cooking them, Deep Six will sometimes ramble about the different species of fish she cooks, she used to find it annoying thinking that he was trying to explain her job to her but now she's realized that he just really likes fish and has actually learned a lot about them, bonds with Eli over not knowing much about the actual environment and just being there for money

- Eli Barracuda Jr

Now knows way more about Barracudas than when he first joined, did not ask for all this info on the fish but now two of his coworkers know all about fish and the other two encourage the behavior, definitely the one with the best social skills, gets along best with Fugu, doesn't mind being the odd one out because it means that he's pretty much the only henchmen in the casino to the point that he's been mistaken as the owner, he was surprised that the shark tank trap was actually a trap and not just Deep Six deciding to keep adopt a shark as a pet

[outoftheirdifferences]

What does your muse's name mean?

Annette:

Popularity: 2525

Origin: French

Meaning: Grace; Favor

Annette is a lovely feminine name for your new baby girl. With French origins, this name means “grace” and “favor,” and was derived from the name Anne. This once wildly popular name has fallen out of fashion a bit, so much so that it has come back around to being a unique and stylish choice for your little trendsetter. Baby can also take pride in sharing the name with acclaimed actress Annette Bening, who you will recognize from films such as American Beauty, The Kids Are Alright, and Captain Marvel.

Collette:

Popularity: 4329

Origin: French

Meaning: people of victory

Collette is a baby girl name of French origin meaning “people of victory”. Walking her way through history, this name actually derives from the 12th-century Greek name Nicholas. Collette is a diminutive of the name Nicolette, which was a diminutive of our previously mentioned Greek ancestor. If you have a Nick in your life you’d love to pay tribute to or simply want to give baby their own victory streak, the name Collette will kick off baby’s life with a bang.

Danielle:

Popularity: 943

Origin: French

Meaning: God is my Judge

Danielle is a feminine name that embodies beauty, intellect, and defiance. A French variation of Daniel, Danielle is born from the Hebrew daniy'el and means "God is my Judge." It's a name that celebrates staying true to oneself, caring only for judgments of a higher power. In the bible, Daniel is famed for his interpretation of dreams and enduring faith. Rescued from a literal lion's den, he is a figure that inspires tenacity and self-belief. Daniella may hold a more delicate intonation, courtesy of the French Daniѐle, but dig deep, and you will find a well of resilience just aching to be tested.

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(So I MOSTLY just meant to do this for the Spaniel girls because I was curious - I like that the names Jim and Darling picked for them all share the same country of origin - but I kinda got carried away xD Results for more of my muses under the cut! ^^)

Connie:

Popularity: 5931

Origin: British

Other Origin(s): Latin

Meaning: Of Constance; Steadfast, reliable

Connie is a gender-neutral name with English and Latin roots. Coming from the Latin name Constantia or Constance, it translates to “steadfast,” or “reliable.” Being a loyal, trustworthy friend is such an important trait to have. With the name Connie, your bundle of joy will always remember to always stay faithful to themselves and the people they love.

(Wow this is... this is so accurate to her. I doubt that's coincidence on the Crewniverse's part!)

Angel:

Popularity: 91

Origin: Greek

Meaning: Messenger; Messenger of God

Angel is a gender-neutral name that is well known in both the US and Spain. From Greek origins, the meaning of the word angel is “messenger,” but in the Bible, the word signifies a more divine meaning, “messenger from God.” Whether you will be guiding baby down a religious path or are simply looking for a heavenly name to bestow upon them, Angel could be the perfect title to uplift and inspire your new addition. The name received a huge boost from Angel, the Buffy the Vampire Slayer spin-off starring David Boreanaz.

Kiera:

Popularity:1964

Origin: Irish

Other Origin(s): Gaelic; Greek

Meaning: Black, dark; Noble

Parents who prefer the darker side of life will love Kiera! Kiera is a girl's name of Irish origin, derived from Ciara, meaning "black" or "dark." It also has Greek origins, meaning "noble," with plenty of variants to make it a globally celebrated title. Kiera differs from the spelling Keira, bringing its own unique flair to an otherwise incredibly trendy name. Baby Kiera will be reminded of their individuality as they bravely pursue their destiny in this world.

Cera:

Popularity: 28751

Origin: French

Other Origin(s): British

Meaning: Cherry

Cera is a feminine name is of English and French origin that means "cherry." In Japan, the cherry is a symbol of good fortune, revival, and new beginnings, all of which baby is sure to bring to life. The name Cera is a variant of the English and French name Cerise which also means "cherry." It is also a popular surname, most known by famous Canadian actor Michael Cera who is renowned for playing whimsical, witty characters. Cera is a beautiful name that can pay homage to how sweet life is with baby in it.

(Let's be real, most of this was probably unintentional for the character: Cera must have been named as such because of being a tri-CERA-tops xD Still interesting to know it does have a meaning of its own too though!)

Lauren:

Popularity: 670

Origin: Latin

Other Origin(s): Roman; Greek; British

Meaning: Laurel plant; Victory

Lauren is a gender-neutral name of Latin origin. A derivative of the French Laurence, both these names can be traced back to the ancient Roman city of Laurentum. This lyrical title stems from the laurel plant, which was a symbol of victory in the sporting events of ancient Greece. To this day, the verdant shrub signifies wisdom, with laureate referring to someone who has made an achievement, such as in the French baccalaureate. With their name rooted in honor, you may see big dreams inspire this little one while they shoot for the moon in their quest for success.

[worthless-weight-in-gold]

Side characters you might run into if you write with…

Thew Daniels & Hakeem Porter

This is a more in-depth look at members of the Den, basically.

Smith: Best friends with Daniels and pretty close with Porter as well. Smith's a very pale and lanky Russian man, is the friend of the group who's the butt of most of the jokes but actively finds it funny; he's very aware of his weaknesses as well as his strengths. He spends as little time outside as possible and mostly just codes, watches TV/Youtube, and plays video games. He's very upbeat, easy to laugh at others and himself, and has very "shut-in kinda loser" vibes. He's very sweet and can be quite bumbling sometimes as well. He's aware his girlfriend is significantly hotter than he is. He has one tattoo that just says "shrimp is bugs" with a doodle of a shrimp under it on the back of his left leg.

Lovely: Smith's significantly hotter girlfriend. She does squats holding members of the Den when they go out drinking. She's extremely straightforward and honest, also takes a joke like a champ, and can be overly brusque. She's Guyanese, Taiwanese, and Samoan, and sports a lot of tattoos. Some are army tattoos, most of them she got after leaving the army and are artistic -- a lot of them are of or include bones. Her hair is usually a blood orange mullet. She's built as hell and quick to use it; she can be violent, but also likes just challenging people to endurance laps or arm wrestling. Lovely also has the tendency to be really oblivious to other's emotions.

Vaughn: He's a little confused but he got the spirit. About... borderline everything. Vaughn is Italian and Welsh, has vanity muscles, declares himself to be a huge player, and showboats all the time. He's actually a pathetic romantic at heart, and showboats mostly because he finds it funny. He gets picked on the most after Smith. Vaughn has a notable inferiority complex when it comes to Porter, but does his best to avoid letting it mess with their friendship or the Den's dynamic. Vaughn's low-key a huge history nerd and likes studying golden ages of art in his spare time.

Pilot: The most private and reserved of the Den by a large amount. She doesn't often join in their after-work hangouts, and doesn't add much to pre-meeting conversations. She's the oldest of the group but the group doesn't know that because she just likes to ask "What do you think?" in response to any probing about her age/ethnicity/sexuality/hobbies/etc. Pilot letting out a snort is the equivalent of Smith's full-body laughs, although she makes some very witty jokes herself. She also has a slight emotional sadism streak -- she doesn't really do anything to people, but when anyone is distressed or upset she looks amused, including her friends. She also has a fair amount of tattoos; half in black ink & half in white. Lots of snakes, spiders, and bugs. She's a chronic hater and enjoys making fun of stuff.

David: This is a lie, you won't run into David. The Den barely runs into David. He's so, so normal it's disconcerting. The wildest thing he does is go to a club that's both a knitting club and a book club. He has a husband who's as painfully normal and average as he is. He's the cleaner of the group and removes all traces of bodies and evidence perfectly, none of anything he takes care of has ever shown up. Everyone but Pilot is a little scared of him because of the juxtaposition between Average Joe So Boring And Plain vs. Your Body Will Never Be Found.

[chrancecriber]

Radio NET Bulgaria (December 29, 2022)

23:56 KIRK WHALUM - Big Ol' Shoes 23:52 BONEY JAMES - Sundance 23:47 DANIEL DOMENGE - Cool 23:44 ANDRE CAVOR - Road Trip 23:39 BRIAN SIMPSON - It Could Happen 23:34 KEN NAVARRO - In My Wildest Dreams 23:30 DEAN JAMES - GroovySax 23:25 STEVE OLIVER - Let it Go 23:21 SPONTANEOUS GROOVIN' COMBUSTION - Maybe Next Time 23:16 JEFF KASHIWA - The Good Life 23:11 JULIAN VAUGHN - Ya Dig 23:08 PAUL BROWN - Flight Of The Conchords 23:04 RANDY SCOTT - You're My Joy 23:00 KIM WATERS - Nina In Tortola 22:59 MODJO - Lady (Acoustic Version) 22:55 TYDI, AUDREY GALLAGHER - World's Apart (Album Mix) 22:50 MEHMET CEMAL YESILCAY - You And I 22:45 MARIE THERESE - Gin And Tonic (Pier-O Bossa Chill Mix) 22:42 KRONO, VANJESS - Redlight (Original Mix) 22:37 KUBA - Kailash 22:33 BLISS - Evening Sun 22:28 MO'JARDO - Sonador 22:22 MATT DAREY, KATE LOUISE SMITH - See The Sun (Original Mix) 22:18 LIQUID MOTION - Silent Running 22:16 IDENLINE - At Sunset (Original Mix) 22:10 AMEDEO BIANCHI - Spring Water 22:05 LEMONGRASS, JANE MAXIMOVA - Frozen Boy 22:02 ATB & TILSEN - Faith (Original Mix) 21:57 VELVET DREAMER - Your Game My Love (Five Seasons Remix) 21:52 D-PULSE - Velocity Of Love (Original) 21:48 HI-GATE - I Can Hear Voices (Chilled Mix) 21:43 A.R.D.I, CYNTHIA HALL - Sunflowers (R.I.B Chill Out Remix) 21:35 DAVE ROSS - Break The Silence (Original Mix) 21:31 ALAN MORRIS, ENZO, JESS MORGAN - Tapestry Of Us (Piano Acoustic Mix) 21:28 JAVAH, STACEY MCCLEAN - You And Me (Damien Chillout) 21:23 TRIANGLE SUN - White Song 21:19 EL SEGUNDO - Blue Marlin (Juan Padilla Serve Chilled Remix) 21:15 ARMIN VAN BUUREN, FIORA - Waiting For The Night (Zetandel Chill Out Mix) 21:10 GOLD LOUNGE - She's Arriving 21:05 JIMMY ROQSTA, THALYA HILL - Endless Summer Dance (El Gambrero Remix) 21:01 NOMOSK, ROMAN MESSER, CHRISTINA NOVELLI - Lost Soul (Zetandel Chillout Remix) 20:54 THE RHYTHM DIVINE - Moments In Love 20:48 MENZI - Aufbruch 20:42 SIMON LE GREC, DENISE GUTTENBACH - Touch Me (Original Mix) 20:38 JOHANNES HUPPERTZ - Freeee 20:33 VIVIAN LACOSTE - Ibiza Magica 20:28 CALAR DEL SOLE - Cafe Del Mar (Lounge Remake) 20:24 MANDALAY - Beautiful (7'' Canny Mix) 20:20 DJ CHART, DOBA, PRINCESS LARISSA - Danger Games 20:17 COLLIN MCLOUGHLIN - Stereo Hearts (DJ Lime El Project Chill Remixes) 20:12 ATB, TIFF LACEY - Missing 20:06 TRENTEMOLLER - Miss You (Lulu Rouge feat. Asger Baden Remix) 19:59 LERRY MULLER, ANETTA GRANT - Dreaming (Original) 19:54 BLANK & JONES, CATHY BATTISTESSA - Miracle Man (Afterlife Remix) 19:47 EDWARD MAYA - Stereo Love (Yonta Chillout Remix) 19:41 ARROJAS - Textpectations 19:38 JOHN DAHLBACK - Shivers (Acoustic Version) 19:34 DASH BERLIN, EMMA HEWITT - Waiting (Acoustic Version) 19:31 MAXIGROOVE - Alone (Wellski) 19:27 ARNOLD T - Just The Way You Are 19:22 SUPERLOOP - Be 19:18 GUENTER HAAS - Secret Diary 19:09 TINA COUSINS - Wonderful Life (Ballad Version) 19:04 CANE GARDEN QUARTET - Chillaxin' 19:01 KRYSTIAN SHEK - Devot 18:58 AUDIO BULLYS - Take You There 18:52 KITARO - Caravansary Original 18:48 LEO ROJAS - The Last Of The Mohicans 18:44 PRIME CIRCLE - As Long As I Am Here (Cafe D'Afrique Mix) 18:41 MOKITA - Monopoly (Acoustic Version) 18:39 CHICANE, KATE WALSH - Playing Fields (Original Mix) 18:32 HALDO, GEORGIA CEE - Clouds 18:28 NIK LLOYD - Number 1 (Acoustic Cover) 18:24 LIZ KAY - Castles In The Sky (Kenny Hayes Nitelite Mix) 18:20 BLANK & JONES, RACHEL LLOYD - Under The Stars (Stardelay Mix) 18:16 YORK, ASHENI - Iceflowers (Original Mix) 18:12 METAHARMONIKS - Star 18:07 DANITY KANE - Stay With Me (Van Immortal Remix) 18:01 SYNTHETICSAX - Beach (DJ Rostej Remix Chillout Dreams) 17:57 KRAAK & SMAAK - Stumble (feat. Parcels) 17:53 DISCO FRIES, NIKO THE KID - The Light (Acoustic Version) 17:49 BISCAINE - Sunrise At Paradise Beach (Original Mix) 17:45 DASH BERLIN, JONATHAN MENDELSOHN - Better Half Of Me (Acoustic Mix) 17:41 RUTH ANN - Beautiful 17:38 KYLIE MINOGUE - Wonderful Life (Acoustic Version) 17:33 NUAGE, N4M3 - Sunday Morning (Original Mix) 17:28 RAZ MITZAN, MOYA BRENNAN - Find The Sun (Original Mix) 17:22 JES - Heaven (Orange Project Del Sol Interpretation) 17:17 THOMAS LEMMER - Through My Father's Eyes 17:13 DOMINIK POINTVOGL - Step Up (Original Mix) 17:07 PREMASARA COUNCIL - Sensual Ecstasy 17:03 E ONE, ARUNA - Still Holding On (Aruna vs. Conjure One Chill Mix Lounge Edit) 17:00 JOHN DAHLBACK - Walking With Shadows (Acoustic Version) 16:56 BRIAN CULBERTSON - You're Magic 16:52 ERIC DARIUS - Never 16:48 PAUL BROWN - Brother Earl 16:44 JAREZ - A New Day 16:40 WAYMAN TISDALE - One on One 16:36 GREGORY FIELDS - In The Moment 16:32 THE SAX PACK - This Time Around 16:28 JAZZ FUNK SOUL - CSL (For Charles Samuel Loeb) 16:24 JEFF LORBER FUSION - Memorex 16:21 TAKE B - What Is Love 16:18 LISA ADDEO - Deep Blue C 16:13 STEVE RAYBINE - Second Chance 16:09 GERALD ALBRIGHT - Read Your Mind 16:05 NORMAN BROWN - That's The Way Love Goes 16:00 GABRIEL MARK HASSELBACH - Show Me Another Way 15:56 GEORGE JINDA - Never Ending Love 15:52 DONALD HAYES - Riverside Drive 15:48 ANDRE DELANO - When Jadon Smiles 15:43 STEVE OLIVER - Magic World 15:39 PETER WHITE - November 15:34 KIM WATERS - Possession 15:30 JEFF KASHIWA - Back To Love 15:26 SAM RUCKER - Throwback 15:20 NATE WHITE - Step up to the Plate 15:16 JAZZ IN PINK - Positivity 15:12 JULIAN VAUGHN - If I Could 15:08 SONIX - Easy Street (feat. Eric Marienthal) 15:04 BRIAN SIMPSON - Our Love 15:00 HANK BILAL - Glass Slipper 14:56 RICHARD ELLIOT - Right On Time 14:51 NELSON RANGELL - Human Nature 14:47 ROD BEST - An Uptime Groove 14:42 NORTH 2UNES WOODALL - Susie Mae 14:39 PETER HEROLD - Sakura (feat. WaKaNa) 14:35 RANDY SCOTT - Cabo 14:30 JOY RIDE - Bisso Baba 14:26 SPONTANEOUS GROOVIN' COMBUSTION - Chicago Morning 14:21 GERALD ALBRIGHT - Hope 14:18 ADRIAN CRUTCHFIELD - Mr. Right 14:14 PAUL BROWN - What About Bob 14:09 JAREZ - One Take 14:05 FRANK SUTTON - After The Storm 14:00 DAVID BENOIT - Floating 13:56 TOM BRAXTON - Sharon's Groove 13:52 MARQUEAL JORDAN - Sistas (feat. Brian Culbertson) 13:48 JAZMIN GHENT - Work Wit' It 13:43 LOUIE FITZGERALD - Stars of Light 13:37 JEFFERY SMITH - Southern Style 13:33 JOEL THIBAULT - Miss Foly 13:29 KEN NAVARRO - Smooth Sensation 13:24 KIRK WHALUM - Ascension 13:19 J. WHITE - 90's Kinda Love 13:15 DENNIS MURPHY - Samba Monterey 13:09 PETER WHITE - Swept Away 13:05 AL GOMEZ - Groovetimez 13:00 WARREN HILL - Daydreamer 12:56 KIM WATERS - In The Fast Lane 12:52 VINCENT INGALA - Feng Sway 12:48 JESSY J - My One and Only One 12:44 RONNY SMITH - Forever Friends 12:40 ROBERT HARRIS - Sign of the Times 12:36 BRIAN BROMBERG - Lazy Afternoon 12:32 ART RUPRECHT - M & M 12:28 NAJEE - The Way She Moves 12:24 BRIAN SIMPSON - Surreal Theme 12:20 CAL HARRIS JR. - Endless Summer 12:16 MARK CARTER - Swingtown 12:12 SHAUN LABELLE - Spin Cycle 12:08 ROD BEST - Soul Soothing 12:04 BOBBY WELLS - She's Playful - Pandora View 12:00 JEANETTE HARRIS - Oh So Good 11:55 STEVE OLIVER - 3D Third Dimension 11:52 PETER WHITE - Say Goodnight 11:47 SPONTANEOUS GROOVIN' COMBUSTION - When The Stars Go Blue 11:43 TONY SAUNDERS - Melody in My Heart 11:38 KENNY NIGHTINGALE - New Day 11:34 JAREZ - All I Need 11:30 BONEY JAMES - Watchu Gon' Do About It 11:25 ADAM HAWLEY - Joy Ride 11:21 CHRIS STANDRING - Fat Tuesday 11:16 MARCUS ANDERSON - Addictive Love 11:11 REGGIE CORDINGTON - Just You 11:07 ROCCO VENTRELLA - See You Smile 11:04 PAOLO RUSTICHELLI - My Geisha 11:00 FRANK SUTTON - Brighter Days Ahead 10:55 RON OTIS - That Feels Good 10:52 SHAWN RAIFORD - All Systems Go 10:47 KEN NAVARRO - Pulse Point 10:43 KIRK WHALUM - The Wave 10:38 PAUL BROWN - Bridges Of Paris 10:34 JIM ADKINS - Night Groove 10:30 RONALD BOO HINKSON - Making It Easy 10:26 JULIAN VAUGHN - All I Do Is Think Of You 10:22 KIM WATERS - Let's Do This 10:17 JOEL DEL ROSARIO - Gettin' It 10:15 JESSY J - We Kissed 10:10 MARC ANTOINE - Hi-Lo Split 10:05 ROBERT HARRIS - Easy Like Sunday Morning 10:00 KEITH MASON - Joyful Noise 09:56 SONNY EMORY - You Don't Have to Cry 09:52 NAJEE - Rendezvous 09:48 GREGG KARUKAS - Nightshift 09:43 DEMETRIUS NABORS - Get on the Floor 09:39 JACKIEM JOYNER - Elevation 09:34 EUGE GROOVE - Slow Jam 09:30 DANIEL CHIA - Just Because (feat. Darren Rahn) 09:26 PHIL DENNY - Playin' Coy 09:21 SHAUN LABELLE - Down Low 09:17 KONSTANTIN KLASHTORNI - You Go To My Head 09:13 TIM BOWMAN - Wanda Patrice 09:09 BALANCE9 - 110 at Night 09:05 LEBRON - Feels Like '84 09:00 NORMAN BROWN - In My Life 08:56 JAREZ - Slow Motion 08:50 BONEY JAMES - Camouflage 08:46 NICK COLLIONNE - What You Do To Me 08:42 MIKE PHILLIPS - Hangin' With Mr. D. 08:38 BRIAN SIMPSON - Always Here for You 08:35 PAUL TUVMAN - The Fool on the Hill 08:30 ROCCO VENTRELLA - Hypnotic 08:26 PAOLO RUSTICHELLI - Voyager 08:22 TAKE B - Sex Bomb 08:19 DAVE KOZ - I'm Waiting For You 08:14 CHIELI MINUCCI - Anything and Everything 08:10 MARK ETHEREDGE - Peace 08:04 EVERETT B WALTERS - It's Yo Time 08:00 ART RUPRECHT - Wine and Dine 07:56 JULIAN VAUGHN - Afternoon Delight 07:52 OLI SILK - De 07:48 JULIAN VAUGHN - Black Dynamite 07:43 LISA ADDEO - Little Black Dress 07:39 JESSY J - Sugar Fish (feat. Paul Brown) 07:36 DARRON COOKIE - Back at It Again 07:31 DAVID PETROSYAN - In the Island 07:27 PAUL HARDCASTLE - Slomotion 07:22 ACOUSTIC ALCHEMY - The Crossing 07:18 LUKAS LEUTHOLD - Dancing On Golden Streets 07:13 GREGG KARUKAS - Blue Touch 07:09 YULARA - Lights Of Ayodhya 07:05 EARL KLUGH - Crazy For You 07:00 MEKIEL REUBEN - Lovely Day 06:56 PAUL BROWN - Tequila Moon 06:52 JEREMY HECTOR - African Lady 06:48 MARCUS ANDERSON - You Made My Day 06:43 GINO ROSARIA - Funkin' 06:39 J.J. SANSAVERINO - The Groove Messengers 06:35 PHILLIP DOC MARTIN - Groove Step 06:30 DERRICK HARVIN - Another Day in Paradise 06:25 RICHARD ELLIOT - Golden Triangle 06:21 JAREZ - Can't Get Enough 06:17 NORMAN BROWN - Late Night Drive 06:13 GARY PALMER - Lisa 06:09 3RD FORCE - Carry On 06:05 RONALD BOO HINKSON - How Can I 06:00 KENNY NIGHTINGALE - Coltrane to Montgomery 05:56 MADOCA - On The Beach (With You) 05:52 PHIL DENNY - Tryst 05:48 JACKIEM JOYNER - Born to Fly 05:44 AL DEGREGORIS - Follow Your Dreams 05:39 ZOLBERT - Budapest 05:35 BRIAN SIMPSON - You Gotta Be 05:31 PATRICK YANDALL - Your Satisfaction 05:27 EVERETT B WALTERS - It's for the Love of Music 05:23 DARREN MOTAMEDY - Last Flight to Vegas 05:19 CHRIS GODBER - Rain 05:15 PETER WHITE - Sunny 05:11 ROB TARDIK - Christmas Morning (feat. Warren Hill) 05:08 THE SAX PACK - Sooner Or Later 05:04 WILL DONATO - What IT Takes (Feat. Steve Oliver) 05:00 CAROL ALBERT - Love Again 04:55 BRIAN SIMPSON - Closer Still 04:51 PAULA ATHERTON - Can You Feel It 04:46 MEZZOFORTE - Later On 04:42 STEVE COLE - Where the Night Begins 04:38 DEE LUCAS - Full Tilt (feat. Blake Aaron) 04:34 JUSTIN KLUNK - Dive 04:29 JOY RIDE - Strollin' 04:25 NOTEWORTHY BAND - Sweet Breeze 04:20 PAUL BROWN - R 'N' B Bump 04:16 RODNEY GREENE - Real Close 04:12 MARCUS ANDERSON - Coffee Cocktails 04:08 PIECES OF A DREAM - Going Home 04:04 J.J. SANSAVERINO - Midnight Fizz 04:00 NAJEE - First Kiss 03:56 JULIAN VAUGHN - Bona Fide 03:52 RICHARD ELLIOT - Sweet Memories 03:43 LES SABLER - City Rhythm 03:39 LEBRON - Undeniable 03:33 BOB BALDWIN - Let's Fly Away 03:28 CHILLAXING JAZZ KOLLEKTION - Wherever I Go 03:24 VINCENT INGALA - This Or That 03:20 JEANETTE HARRIS - Chi Town 03:14 REZA KHAN - The Way 03:10 JIM ADKINS - Soul Expression 03:05 GERALD ALBRIGHT - The Duke 03:00 DEMETRIUS NABORS - Sensuality 02:55 JEFF KASHIWA - 3-Day Weekend 02:51 TIM BOWMAN - Friends 02:46 JESSY J - Twice 02:42 CHRIS GODBER - Meant 2 Be (feat. Hawc Griffin) 02:38 PETER WHITE - Deep In My Heart 02:33 GERALD ALBRIGHT, NORMAN BROWN - Power Of Your Smile 02:28 3RD FORCE - You Gotta Be Real 02:23 THE SMOOTH JAZZ ALLEY - Tidal 02:19 DOMINIC CAMARDELLA - I Long 4U 02:15 BLAKE AARON - Spin Zone 02:10 LISA ADDEO - Stay With Me Tonight 02:04 CHUCK LOEB - Unspoken 02:00 BRIAN CULBERTSON - That's Life (feat. Earl Klugh) 01:56 BRIAN SIMPSON - Wonderland 01:52 PAOLO RUSTICHELLI - Vagabond 01:48 RICK HABANA - 5th Ave 01:44 BLAKE AARON - Desire 01:40 ROD BEST - Rising Up 01:36 MARCUS ANDERSON - Karsen's Song 01:32 FREDDIE FOX - Thoughts Of You 01:28 BROOK ALFORD - Empire State of Mind 01:24 PHILLIP DOC MARTIN - Ridin' High 01:20 DR. DAVE, THE HOUSECALL BAND - Feel so Good (Revisited Version) 01:15 RICHARD ELLIOT - On The Fly 01:09 EUGE GROOVE - Knocki Knocki Who's There 01:05 LES SABLER - In the Light (Remix) 01:00 JOYCE COOLING - Come and Get It 00:55 NELSON RANGELL - City Lights 00:50 JESSY J - Siempre 00:46 PAUL MESSINA & MARK R. HARRIS - Gus's Groove (feat. Ignacio Nunez, Jason Meekins & Bobby Lebel) 00:42 WILL SUMNER - Love Song 00:38 NATE WHITE - Feels Like Love 00:34 ROB TARDIK - Smile 00:31 MARK JAIMES - Miel's Song 00:27 RONALD BOO HINKSON - That's What He Said 00:23 JULIAN VAUGHN - Sunset Station 00:17 BE'NE MUSIC - Rock Steady 00:13 RANDY SCOTT - Ignite 00:09 DEE LUCAS - Feeling You (feat. Darryl Williams) 00:05 MAX HIGHSTEIN - The Ship Hail Mary 00:00 ACOUSTIC ALCHEMY - World Stage

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“You’re alright!” ( Jenna @ Danielle, maybe after being away for so long?)

Our muses thought the other had died during a battle or a disaster

“Uh- ha- yerp?”

After all... why shouldn’t she be?

Okay, so maybe that was underplaying it just a little bit; things had happened, after all, so she had no reason to be puzzled if Jenna was concerned for her. Dani had honestly wondered, in the midst of everything, what had happened to the red-furred adult, too; but she had found it hard to be too concerned. After all, the husky was probably tough, and used to bad weather and stuff; and, like Dad, could probably take care of herself.

Still, even Danielle had to admit, it was a relief to see the beautiful (sorry, what?) lady was also unharmed. The youngster bounded around her feet, little tail twitching back and forth as she did so.

“I mean, I was fine! Dad an’ Mom looked after us all pretty well! Didn’t know what had happened to you though, heh.”

She stopped bouncing in place, pausing to look up at Miss Jenna.

“But I figured you’d be okay! You’re bigger an’ stronger than any of us, anyway.”

[internetgremlin-writes]

Hi can I request 89 for some lighthearted/funny Daniel Ricciardo

89 - "You sent me pictures of you naked whilst I was in a work meeting!"

Oh yes anon, yes I CAN

Prompt night info and list so you can request your own ficlet/HCs here!

soft danny in hoodies>>>

Okay, so you shouldn't have been on your phone in the middle of a big corporate meeting, that was on you.

But man, it was boring. You just didn't care anymore, it was as simple as that. You'd only ever taken the job to get you by through a rough patch and then as the way life often goes in the corporate world you ended up stuck there because it was easy. A simple 9-5, low effort, sat at your desk faffing with spreadsheets and numbers. Easy, no thoughts.

But since you'd met Daniel your world had been turned upside down. Picking strangers up in a bar is never a good idea, you knew that much, but when an extremely handsome Australian is flirting with you like there's no tomorrow you don't have to say no. Even if he's telling you he's a racecar driver, which is obviously bullshit. So you took him home, and he proved to you within ten minutes that it was completely the right decision.

And then he invited you to a race and you rolled your eyes and told him you didn't mind what job he did. And then he told you it wasn't a lie so you said okay fine, expecting to be taken to an underground drag race or something. And then you were sat in the back of a very, very nice car and you were being driven out of the city and you were being led through masses of stands. And then you realised you were watching Formula One cars, and the Australian named Danny was in fact a driver, and a bloody good one too.

You'd barely blinked and it had been six months. The best of your life, with Daniel desperate to spoil you and show you the glamour he had been blessed with. You loved it, of course, you did. Fancy dinners, destinations beyond your wildest dreams, private jets. But you'd run out of paid time off and you had to miss the rest of his races for the season, right as it was ramping up to the summer.

Daniel had offered so many times to take care of you. He promised you that if you quit your job you'd never have to want for anything again. He'd pay for everything, he could afford to, he wanted to. But you couldn't, it was too early and too fragile in the relationship to give up everything for him. What was different about Danny was that he understood you, and he respected your decisions. He supported you in wanting to work your way up yourself, that you didn't want to give over all of your independence. He liked that you liked him for so much more than his money.

Your phone buzzing in your hand brought you back from your recent daydream about the last race weekend you'd been to, and the impromptu weekend in Dubai he'd whisked you off to afterwards because he felt like it. However this week, it was Daniel's turn to exist in your life. He was visiting you for a few days in his week off, but you hadn't been able to get the time off work, so he was left to entertain himself in your house for the day.

He knew you were in a meeting, but he wouldn't stop texting you. And because you were completely and utterly addicted to him, there was no way you were ignoring a text from him.

Danny Ric: Miss you

You smiled down at your phone. You were just typing out an equally sappy reply when another message popped up.

Danny Ric: ;)

Danny Ric: Sent a photo

It flashed open before you could stop it. At first you didn't register the brown blur across your screen, as you flinched from the sudden colour amongst the simple messages you'd been sending back and forth. Your mouth went dry when you realised what it was.

It was Daniel, alright. Standing in your bathroom, with a white towel wrapped far too low around his hips. His phone held up, that signature grin on his face when he knew he was causing trouble, which was a lot of the time with Danny. He was wet, skin shining in the mirror. Every muscle was outlined down his strong shoulders, defined six-pack and your personal favourite, the obnoxiously perfect V-line. Your stomach clenched and you nearly choked on the water you'd just taken a sip of.

You had to click the phone screen off as you began to splutter, one of your colleagues thumping you on the back and asking if you were okay. You managed to choke out a yes, and convince them that they could go back to their segment for the marketing department. If your face hadn't been bright red before, it most certainly was now.

Your next mistake was looking back down at your phone.

Danny Ric: Sent a photo

You were your own worst enemy sometimes, but there was nothing that was going to stop you from seeing what he'd sent now. This time you were smart enough to not drink whilst you discreetly opened it, and you were glad you didn't because the sight alone would have been enough to put you in a hospital.

You'd been expecting another selfie, maybe one of his stupid smoulders he liked to play with, or a filter to ruin the mood. But no.

The towel was gone, and Daniel was on your phone in his full naked glory. Tattoos out, messy hair, the whole shebang. The hand not taking the photo was wrapped around his erection, his head tilted back to show you his neck that you so loved to bite.

You were glad that you didn't have to add much to the rest of the meeting, and you must have looked out of it because by the time you got to lunch a simple "I think I ate something bad last night," was enough to get you sent home.

Your hands were trembling as you unlocked your door, with no idea what to expect behind it. Danny hadn't sent anything else, and you'd been too stunned to reply to his last image. The house was silent, which wasn't too surprising, you'd expected him to be hanging out in your room.

You were right, although you couldn't deny that you were a little disappointed when you saw he'd changed into grey sweatpants and a bright yellow hoodie. He was crashed out, laid starfish on your bed. You decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.

"Daniel!" he bolted upright, eyes widened in confusion and fear "You sent me pictures of you NAKED whilst I was in a WORK MEETING!" His brain seemed to catch up because a wicked grin slowly made its way across his face, not an ounce of remorse to be seen.

"Sorry," the fucker even had the audacity to blow you an air kiss.

"You don't need to worry about me quitting my job, if you keep pulling stunts like that I'm going to lose it," you scolded him, but your tone was already lightening. His hair was messy on the top of his head and the photo was still burnt into the back of your mind. You'd stared at it for twenty minutes in the ladies' toilets straight after the meeting.

"You loved it though," he reached up to pull the hoodie off as if to prove his point, giving you an in-person viewing of what he'd shown you hours before. You rolled your eyes, hands on your hips as if you could keep up the hard-to-get act for much longer.

"It was highly unprofessional,"

"It was highly arousing,"

"Oh shut up,"

"Make me,"

That was enough to have you ripping your blouse off, bag dropped at your side as you crawled onto his lap, straddling his already growing bulge with ease.

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