Daft Punk blog. All Daft, all the time. I also write Daft Slash under the Duft Pank/Daft Slash tags or on my Daft Fics page. Feel free to message me with prompts or to ask me anything.
I sometimes like to think that either Thomas or Guy Man wrote Instant Crush because of a period in their lives where feelings were confusing and the signals they gave each other too! Imagine it :0 the lyrics are perfect- they sound like they're talking to someone, even if they said it was a story of how a boy (GuyMan) realized it was too late because his 'love' (Thomas) was with someone else :0 I love AU's :)
Let's face it, all their songs are about each other ;)
Hi! So I've been stalking you for awhile, and I have to stop by for a second to tell you that you are so amazing and I love your work, such as your lovely personality. I'm really looking forward to see more of your talent! <3
Thank you so much! I'm really glad you enjoy my stuff :)
Hello If its not to much to ask of u do you think u can describe roulés and crydamoures body type (being a writer sucks sometimes) lol thank you. Have a nice day/night 😁
Roule is a giraffe like Thomas, but I think he's a bit more muscular than Thomas. He's probably got some abs and some nicely shaped biceps.
Cryda is all curves curves curves. Large thighs, big booty, wide chest. Just the way Roule likes it.
who do you think would surprise the other on valentines day?
I think Guy's quite a romantic soul. He's always described as being the heart of Daft Punk whereas Thomas is the brain. I reckon Thomas probably even forgets Valentines Day sometimes because he's got so much going on in his head but Guy always finds a way to bring him back down.
Hey :) I've been listening to DP for a looong time, but i'm actually pretty new to this fandom. I have to say that I really love your blog, I could just read it all day ♥ But I have a question.. What is with baguette jokes and references? I know it's like a french stereotype, but did Guy-Man mention it in some of their interviews or something? I don't want to miss anything :D Keep up all the good work, you're amazing! ♥ (such as your FFs, they are my life, really..)
Aw thank you so much! As far as I'm aware the baguette references originate from a very obscure answer that Guy gave in an interview for kitsune where he said his favourite smell was bread. And then it just kind of spiralled into everyone joking that he's obsessed with baguettes!
Do you ever think about how Thomas and Guy-man physically fought once? I forgot who won-Guy I think it was? Thomas said Guy-man is usually the one to apologize first; I wonder what they fought about...
Yeah, they playfully said that Guy-Man won. All we know about that fight is that it happened when they were teenagers on holiday in Ibiza. They claim to have not fought since (although this was quite an old interview) but I'm sure they have the odd best friend argument.
Hi! I really like your writing style, and I was wondering if I could request a fic? If you don't have time, then please don't trouble yourself, I was just wondering!
You can send me a request if you like :) I warn you it may take a while as I am quite busy but I always love to hear ideas!
Whoops, should've asked in English >~<! Are you able to take ideas? I have an idea for a story, but you don't have to write it or anything! It's just a random idea I had in the shower :) is it okay if I share it?
Please do! I'm embarrassingly behind schedule with my current daft slash fic but always happy to take ideas.
Hello! You are one of my favorite authors, especially for dp fanfics so I wanted to ask you for an advice. Daft slash fandom is so weak lately and I always wanted to start contributing, I have a million ideas and I wrote a few fanfics for them that I never showed anybody but I'm afraid people won't like it. English is not my first language and I'm not really good at writing well I think so I never had the guts to share things with the world. Do you have any suggestions for me? ToT
Thank you very much, that's really sweet!
Honestly, my advice would be to post the fics you have written. The daft slash fandom is quite small but it's also really friendly- people love reading new fics because they're very hard to find! This is one of the friendliest fandom I've ever been a part of, so even if you're no so confident with you writing, I'm sure you will find that people will read your stuff and love it. There's also quite a few writers in this fandom who don't speak English as a first language but they produce some of my favourite fics. I think everyone will rarely appreciate it if you share your amazing ideas with the world so it's just finding the courage to take the leap and post and some of your writing.
If you do decide to post, let me know so I can read your stuff. I'll even promote your fics if you like!
Thanks to all those who sent me prompts- much appreciated! I've chosen a prompt that is really going to test my writing skills- my next fic will be a little bit darker and will revolve around self-harm. I've decided to go with Guy as the self-harmer and to focus on how his relationship with Thomas helps him deal with it throughout his life. I hope I can do it justice.
Summary: Thomas reveals a fantasy of his which leads to something more serious.
Era: Homework
Warnings: Sex
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"Santa?" Guy says with disbelief, trying to keep a smirk from his face. "Really?"
"Shut up," Thomas laughs nervously, ducking under the covers to hide his flaming red cheeks. He's starting to regret bringing up this particular fantasy. "He's a good listener," he adds, his voice now muffled by the duvet.
"I'm a good listener," Guy says playfully, one hand reaching under the duvet to stroke the younger man's curls. "You tell me everything."
"He brings you presents," Thomas says, shifting to bury his face in Guy's chest. He's actually quite flattered that Guy is pretending to feel threatened.
"I bring you presents," Guy laughs. "He only gives them to you once a year; I buy you presents all year round." He runs his other hand over the lump in the duvet beside him, causing said lump to giggle.
"You do bring me nice presents," Thomas admits, the top of his head emerging from the duvet.
"Then what does he have that I don't?" Guy asks, flicking the younger man's nose.
"Nothing!" Thomas replies with an embarrassed laugh, covering his face with his hands. "I just said I think he's sexy. I'm not in love with him or anything!"
"Uh huh," Guy says with mock disbelief. "So what is it about him then? The beard? The outfit? The big belly? Because I can grow a beard. I can dress up in a funny red suit. And I can gain weight if that's what floats your boat..."
"No!" Thomas laughs, removing his hands from his face to reveal that his cheeks are now bright red. "I don't know what it is. He's always cheerful and in a good mood."
"Can't help you there," Guy snickers.
"And I've always had a thing for older men," Thomas shrugs.
"I'm an older man."
"You're a year older than me. And you certainly don't act like it sometimes. It's a maturity thing more than anything else."
"Fine," Guy says with an exaggerated sigh. "Run away to Lapland. Marry Santa. Make him cookies and ride in his sleigh."
"I hate you," Thomas giggles.
"Clearly." Guy strokes his thumb tenderly over Thomas' right cheekbone. "I suppose I'll have to get myself a Santa outfit then."
Thomas pauses a moment, hesitant. "Really? You...you'd do that?"
"Would you like that?" Guy gently pulls the younger man closer to him so that their bodies are pressed against each other, his voice now more serious. "You've indulged me with plenty of my fantasies."
"Maybe." Thomas still won't look his boyfriend in the eye. This is actually something he wants quite badly, and he knows Guy can sense it.
"I'll see what I can do," Guy chuckles, pressing a kiss to his lover's curls.
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Thomas is half surprised to find Guy wearing a Santa outfit when he gets home the next night.
"Oh my god," he laughs, taking in the boots, the beard, the hat, even the wig. "I can't believe you did this." He feels a wave of affection for his boyfriend rush over him.
"You've been a very good boy this year, Thomas," Guy says in a slightly more jolly tone than usual. "Good boys get presents at Christmas." There's no mocking tone; this is clearly not a joke to him. Thomas feels quite touched that Guy is taking this so seriously.
"I'm glad to hear it, Santa," Thomas says softly, trying to convey with his smile that he's really quite grateful that Guy is indulging him with this silly fantasy.
"And how old are you Thomas?"
"Twenty-two."
Guy seats himself on the sofa. "Why don't you come and sit on my lap? You can tell me what you'd like for Christmas and I can tell you what a good boy you've been."
Thomas can feel his heart start to beat a little faster as he shuffles over to Guy shyly. He sits on his boyfriend's lap, marvelling at how Santa-like he looks. The eyes are still Guy's though. They give him away.
"All I want for Christmas is you," Thomas laughs, stroking the fake beard.
"Hmm," Guy chuckles, settling one hand at the top of the younger man's ass. "I am tempted. You are very beautiful. But don't you have a boyfriend?"
Thomas rolls his eyes with a smile. "Yes, Santa. I have a boyfriend."
"Do you love him?"
"More than anything."
"Is he good in bed?"
Thomas laughs at the sudden question and flushes in response. "Very good in bed. I can barely walk after spending the night with him. He's very well endowed."
"Perhaps I cannot compete with him then," Guy sighs (although there's a pleased look in his eyes).
"He's a wonderful man," Thomas says gently. "But I don't think he'll mind me sleeping with you. Do you?"
"I think he'd encourage it," Guy chuckles.
Thomas lets out a squeak as he's lifted up and carried to the bedroom. Guy's been working out a lot recently and he likes to take every opportunity to show off his strength to the younger man.
Watching Guy strip out of a Santa costume is very weird, and it's even stranger to see him wearing nothing but a white beard, white wig and red hat.
"You look hot," Thomas says breathlessly as the older man helps him undress.
"Thank you," Guy chuckles, pressing a kiss to Thomas' right knee, then his hip.
The beard tickles when Thomas leans in to kiss Guy on the lips. He laughs as Guy gently pushes him back onto the bed.
Before long, he's moaning softly as Guy works his fingers inside his ass, gently but thoroughly. He's tempted to sigh Guy's name more than once but stops himself, not wanting to ruin the fantasy.
"You're a good boy, Thomas," Guy tells him, rolling a condom onto his erection. He hands the lube to the younger man so that Thomas can slick up his cock.
"Would you like to sit on Santa's lap?" Guy asks with a grin as he seats himself against the headboard.
Thomas doesn't reply and instead simply straddles the older man before sinking down onto his cock.
They engage in a round of enthusiastic fucking; Thomas shivers everytime Guy gives him a light spank on one of his buttocks and Guy moans every time Thomas rolls his hips.
When it's over, Guy doesn't remove the beard and hat when Thomas cuddles up in his arms. They lie there in silence for a while, basking in post-coital bliss.
"You're a good boy, Thomas," Guy says again, although this time there's a little more Guy than Santa in his voice. He shifts and sits up. "I have a present for you." His voice is all Guy now.
Thomas feels his curiosity build as Guy gets out of bed to fumble in the closet drawers, before returning with a small box.
Guy clears his throat and sits back on the bed, handing Thomas the box. "From your boyfriend." He's using his Santa voice again. The fact that he's presenting this gift to Thomas as Santa makes Thomas wonder if Guy is worried he won't like whatever it is in the box.
Thomas opens the box with a smile which grows even wider when he sees what's inside. "Oh."
The ring is small and simple but beautiful. The diamond isn't big at all but it's absolutely stunning.
"Your boyfriend wants to know," Guy says hesitantly, still using his Santa voice, "if you will spend the rest of your life with him."
Thomas smiles warmly, his heart pounding. He'd imagined this moment before but he certainly never imagined it with Guy partly dressed as Santa. "Ask me as Guy-Manuel," he requests gently.
Guy looks puzzled for a moment, before he slowly removes his beard, and then the hat and the wig to reveal his shaven head. He's completely naked now and he looks more vulnerable than ever.
"We'd better do this properly then," Guy says shakily, taking the younger man's hand and guiding him to sit at the edge of the bed. Guy stands before him before sinking to one knee.
"Thomas Bangalter," Guy says as he holds Thomas' hand in his own. "I love you more than I ever thought it was possible to love a person. You are...everything to me. And I want you by my side for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?"
"Yes," Thomas says softly, without hesitation.
Guy's lips curl into the biggest smile Thomas has ever seen as he slides the ring onto the younger man's left hand. "We don't have to get married right way. We can wait a year or two or three. Whatever you want."
"My father will say we're too young," Thomas laughs, "that we should wait."
"Actually," Guy says shyly, "your father thinks we should get married as soon as possible."
Thomas gives him a puzzled look.
"He knew I was going to ask you. I asked him for his permission."
Thomas helps Guy up onto the bed and gives him a kiss, another tidal wave of affection for his boyfriend (fiancée, fiancee) rushing over him before his attention turns to the ring on his finger.
"This ring is beautiful," Thomas says in awe as he examines his hand.
"Cost me most of the royalties from Homework," Guy says playfully.
"Speaking of royalties, imagine how much easier all the money stuff is going to be once we're married." Thomas' smile fades a little as he remembers the incident from a few months ago. "And if something were to happen to me...I'll know you would be taken care of."
"Don't say that," Guy says dismissively. He's avoided all talk of Thomas' recent near death experience.
Thomas pulls him into a kiss, which becomes more heated and passionate by the minute.
They end up making love again, this time with Guy as himself.
"I should dress up as Santa more often," Guy chuckles when they're done. "I get sex and a fiancée. Not bad, huh?"
Thomas smacks the older man on the stomach before leaning down for another kiss, the metal of his engagement ring warm against his fiancée's face.
Guy-man being bored as hell during an interview while Thomas speaks almost automatically to the same questions he's been answering for years until guy man just stands up and smiles to the interviewer and says "we hate to be rude, but we're French!" and just leaves w/ Thomas in hand like that one scene from Ratatouille omg
Haha I bet Guy-Man has imagined doing this many times XD
Thanks to everyone who read my terribly sinful last fic- hope you enjoyed it! Next fic will be coming very soon as I have some time off over the holidays- and I can confirm it will be Christmas themed! Have a Daft day x