daniel.

sub. 24.

[dannycollins]

sylviafm​:

“Oh, god no!” Sylvie beamed, taking another bite, swaying side to side happily. Yes, she was used to digging around in the trash, but she had had a job recently! She could afford good food and she liked to think she had refined her palette enough to know that this was good too.

“No, you’re still good.” She continued to reassure the other. “You thinking about opening your own place then?” Perhaps if she made connections now, she might have something lined up in the future when this receptionist gig went down the drain. Because it would. They always did.

“i’d really like to. it’s been a long time dream since i was a kid. either be a baker, or a chef. not half bad at savory stuff either...i just don’t know what steps to take to make all of it happen. can’t really see it being very easy, y’know?” danny asked the other, a small smile still etched into his features. the woman was sweet, and reassuring. he’s met so many kind people since moving to silvercreek. “do you have connections with people who know business things? i don’t really know anyone personally. it’s something i’d still love to do! but i’m kinda always broke after paying or barely paying my bills.”

[dannycollins]

yourxsilencexisxgolden​:

“You are asking the completely wrong questions.” Well, the other’s stupidity made he realise he definitely wasn’t eating poison cupcakes, but he was definitely taking candy from a baby. “Are you always like this?” he asked, trying to be polite, but a little concerned as he took a cupcake and bit in to it. At least it tasted good, really fucking good. “Not bad kid.”

“huh? those are great questions! have you ever seen a ghost? because i haven’t so i wouldn’t know what to expect if someone was haunting me.” danny’s gaze was distracted by a pair of people walking by and talking. he only tuned back in to the other man when he spoke again. “always like what?” he was confused by what that question could even mean. “thanks,” danny smiled, proud of himself. he knew he still had it in him. “also kid? do i really look like a kid?”

[dannycollins]

yourxsilencexisxgolden​:

Mathias wasn’t sure he liked the idea of trying random cupcakes, especially when the Submissive mentioned poison, that wasn’t his first thought, he’d just wondered if he had washed his hands, now, NOW he thought they were poison. “If I die, I’ll haunt you.” he said a little serious as he looked over them “I’ll try a buttercream.” Mathias looked to the other and shrugged “I’m not a massive fan of chocolate cakes.”

“if you haunt me would i see you? or just see a shadow figure? hear your voice? you have a nice voice...wouldn’t mind it honestly. you’re easy on the eyes - and i could listen to you talk for hours probably.” danny shrugged slightly, a small grin forming on his face as the man spoke. “that one’s a yellow cake with buttercream icing.” the sub pointed to a cake in the corner of the box. “go ahead and pluck it from the box, i don’t wanna handle your food without gloves.” 

[dannycollins]

reagan-daniels​:

it wasn’t often that reagan was asked about her opinion on cupcakes but she definitely wasn’t complaining, especially since the guy who’d given them to her wasn’t terrible to look at. “well, first of all, giving people free cupcakes is definitely a thing you should keep doing. i can eat these, right?” she asked, taking a bite out of one before she heard the answer. “if i was rich, i’d totally hire you to be my personal cupcake maker.” reagan said with a mouth full of cupcake. 

“they’re freebies because i need to know a general consensus if they’re not bad! i haven’t baked in awhile...was kinda down in the dumps and didn’t have the energy to do anything. have you ever felt like that? it sucks - but i found my passion again!” danny explained, nodding eagerly when the other questioned if he could eat them or not. he was practically sitting on the edge of his imaginary seat waiting for a answer, and the one he eventually did receive wasn’t a bad one! “personal cupcake maker, huh? you could really eat enough cupcakes to keep me busy all the time?” danny was grinning ear to ear at this point. guess he didn’t lose his cooking mojo after all. 

[dannycollins]

sylviafm​:

Despite having looked at him weirdly to begin with, Sylvie was never one to turn down free food, and she eagerly reached for a cupcake, short nails painted and chipped with a sickly green - a paler version of Shaggy’s shirt from Scooby Doo.

She bit into it after peeling the paper down (ha! She remembered this time!) and moaned quietly, nodding in approval and lifting a finger to wipe the cream from the cover of her mouth.

“Oh yeah.” She continued nodding like some addicted bobble head. “Yeah, these are good, man.”

daniel was experimenting with his goodies lately. he’s had a lot of extra free time, and just decided it was time to get back into doing something productive with his life. because as much as he wanted to keep doing what he was doing selling his body, one day there wouldn’t be anyone that would want him. he already was aging out of the “twunk” category... well according to someone he used to have as a client. a smile cracked on the sub’s features. “i haven’t baked anything in months. thought maybe i got rusty or something!” danny was over the moon that the woman was enjoying it though. “i’m so happy you like it. seriously boosts my confidence, and maybe some day everyone can enjoy something i make too.”

[teamred]

gavin leatherwood reads thirst tweets

[inklination-deactivated20140927]

[dannycollins]

lionheartedx​:

Far be it from Violet to turn down free food, but she’d never been stopped in the street before. She glanced over at the cupcakes, and then back up at the man holding them. With an air of finality, she said, “Not poisoned? That’s what someone with poisoned cupcakes would say.” Still, she plucked one that looked chocolate from the bunch. She peeled a bit of the top of the cupcake off and handed it out for the other. “Okay, bite first, then I’ll get it. Better safe than sorry, you know?”

“i’m hurt that you think a face as pretty as mine could even survive in prison for poisoning someone. surely i’d end up being someone’s bitch or something. prison wife? bitch? that’s what they’re called right?” danny rambled, a amused smile resting on his features as the other took a chocolate one from the box. “yeah, yeah okay fine! but it’s not even cheat day - i guess one bite of one won’t kill me.” danny sighed dramatically, pulling a yellow cupcake with strawberry frosting from the box - he removed the liner from the bottom, and took a decently sized bite. “see? i definitely wouldn’t have just poisoned myself.”

[theanimalmemes]

[silvercreekhq]

DANIEL COLLINS (HE, 24, GAVIN LEATHERWOOD) has happily resided in SILVER CREEK for 6 YEARS. HE can often be found at THE COVE BEACH when they’re not working as SEX WORKER / SELF EMPLOYED. HE is/are a HOMOSEXUAL SUB into PRAISE, DADDY KINK, and RESTRAINTS. You won’t find them partaking in LASTING MARKS, SCAT, or EXTREME PAIN PLAY.

[dannycollins]

“could you tell me what you think of these? “ danny extended his hand out towards the other who was passing by. in his hand was a box of cupcakes - and when he saw the look on the persons face he realized this probably wasn’t normal. “they’re not poisoned or anything. i baked them. i’m trying to get opinions on what needs work, or if there’s potential to you know... make a career out of it.” danny explained, eyes shifting down towards the box. “there’s yellow, and chocolate. some are whipped icing, and others are buttercream.”

[pajaentrecolegas-archive-deacti]

make me choose: anonymous asked Gavin Leatherwood or Chance Perdomo

I don’t know how a table and I would do that… Oh, I get it.

[musingisms]

“I was quiet, but I was not blind.”

— Jane Austen, Mansfield Park (via wordsnquotes)

[dannycollins]

heartstrlngs​:

open starter  //  feel free to assume connections.

The evening’s quiet at the beach, not much other than the sound of waves coming and going to ruin his moment of peace and quiet. This is how he wishes every day could be - quiet, peaceful, just him and the ocean. Regretfully, it’s hardly ever possible. Ryker’s distracted with a book in one hand and a beer bottle in the other and it’s almost a miracle when he spots something from the corner of his eyes, eyebrows pulling together as he stands and walks over to pick up the object, only then recognizing it as a phone. “Hey!” He calls after the person who’d just walked past him. “Should be more aware of your shit.” Ryker mumbles as he holds the phone out to them.

“oh man! i am always losing that! i actually just got that back, someone plucked it from my pocket the other night. had to have it traced down and everything.” danny patted his pockets, and the phone was indeed gone. must’ve fallen out when he got up to head back home. he always came to the beach to get some sun, and have a stress free day. “thanks, man, seriously. i do not have close to enough money to cover getting another one.” danny smiled at the guy, taking his phone back and slipping it back into his pocket. “is there any way i can repay you?you know, for finding my phone and not running off with it to the pawnshop?” he chuckled. 

[corporaloretsev]

Connell just misses his best friend

[alwayssunnygifs]

[topdave634]