i still want you to wear that collar - ANON
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“Too bad, Lucy, too bad”, Dan pouts dramatically, shaking his head
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@danxparker
i still want you to wear that collar - ANON
ANON’S MEME
“Too bad, Lucy, too bad”, Dan pouts dramatically, shaking his head
Anonymously tell my muse something you'd never say to their face.
❀ unlikely situations
send one in and i’ll write my muse’s reaction!
★ = my muse walking on yours half naked in a changing room
▲ = spilling food on the other’s clothes
↬ = both muses being pooped on by geese / pigeons
✘ = hitting the other in their private part by accident
✈ = missing the same flight together
❄ = stranded and drenched in a local park from the rainstorm / snowstorm
┼ = having explosive diarrhea in the middle of the party
☂ = pulling the wrong woman/man inside the closet for a make out session
☆ = waking up the other with drool all over their mouth
₪ = entering the wrong bathroom
♠ = throwing up on the other after a drunken night of fun and alcohol
She nodded her head dramatically, pouting to try and pull at some heartstrings. “Uh huh, that mean ice outside had it out for mer, Danny,” she crossed her arms over her chest, nodding one last time before she gave a small chuckle. She just loved to play, but she could never keep it up very long with Dan. “Sadly, this wound is not a war tale, but one were I was just being careless…but we could always tell people it was from one of my adventures.” She wiggled here eyebrows at that.
"Ah, you really did bring a card! Lemme see it," she said. She held out a hand for the card, smiling at what he had wrote. Looking at the front for a moment, she opened it to see his writting - as messy as ever, but that was him and it was the thought that counted - and the cute yet poor excuse of a kitty drawn on the other side. "You may be better at taking photos, but it does look like your drawing has gotten better. Thanks, Danny."
“What would be a visit at the hospital without a card, really”, he laughed softly, holding his both hands together. “And yeah, too much practice, maybe…”, Dan nodded, smiling a bit at the sudden compliment at his messy drawing. “Just do as I said in the card, will you?”, he patted her arm, pinching her cheek lightly. “And I think we can pretend this happened when you were trying to run away before getting caught. A way more exciting the the truth, right?”, Parker added. “So, when are you going ‘home’?”.
5 & 10
HEADCANON ASKS BASED ON THE TRAIT THEORY
What upsets your muse? How easy is it to make them express extreme emotion?
It’s really rare to see Daniel upset, his usual mood is pretty great—he is one of those kind of people who smiles and is nice to strangers and doesn’t really bother in doing something to them. If someone sees him upset, it’s sure something happened: something with his family, he had an argument with someone he cares a lot or anything like that. As for expressing extreme emotion, that’s also really hard to see. Dan has his emotions pretty clear to himself, but he prefers not to express anything extreme to the outside world; he likes to save that to himself. Unless you’re one of the closest people around him, like Emily, Petra, or maybe even Caelan, once being his roommate. He would express those extreme emotions with them, probably.
How does your muse express their feelings? How do they cope when they can’t?
Parker expresses his feelings by saying it out loud—though that usually happens because he can’t control his mouth, not because he wants to say so. He talks more than he should most of the times, but he is really good at expressing them into actions. If he is happy of someone being always with him, he will ask them if they want to go out for a coffee or something with him; if he likes someone, he usually tries out showing in smooth moves, by taking their hand or stuff like that—this one is mostly the same as when he says out loud, he does and then notices and feels either uncomfortable (to think he is making the others mad) or nervous.He does his best to be there for people as much as he can. He usually can’t help in their problems, he knows he can’t, but he will just stay there anyways. Being around, trying to distract with something else, that’s how he copes in general.
Headcanon asks based on the trait theory.
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1. How open is your muse to trying something they’ve never done before? 2. What do your muse’s values mean to them, and how strictly do they stick to them? 3. Is your muse extroverted or introverted? How does this affect their day to day life? 4. It’s team-building day at work! How cooperative is your muse, how much do they complain? 5. What upsets your muse? How easy is it to make them express extreme emotion? 6. How’s your muse’s self esteem? Is their sense of self-worth fragile at all? 7. Is your muse a cautious individual? Are they prone to worrying too much? 8. Bungee jumping, y/n? Is your muse inclined to seek extreme thrills? 9. Is your muse a perfectionist? How does it affect their lives and relationships? 10. How does your muse express their feelings? How do they cope when they can’t? 11. Is your muse set in their ways? How do they deal with being out of their comfort zone? 12. How impulsive is your muse? Do they like to plan things, or make it up as they go? 13. How readily can your muse control their impulses? Has not doing so ever put them in danger? 14. Is your muse inclined to avoid talking to people, or do they enjoy being the centre of attention? Are they hostile or open in social situations? 15. Do they have any obsessions? How readily are they likely to find new ones?
petraxhardy:
It was maybe an hour after Aiden had stopped by to give her a visit that she heard another person come into her room. She had been dozing off, her leg pains coming and going every now and then, but the sound of the door and footsteps helped make her feel wide awake once again. This time, her assumptions in who was coming to see her were right: it was Dan. She smiled, giving a wave before pointing at her leg in mock anger, a fake scowl now on her face. "This is what happens when a girl just wants to make it to class on time for once," she said, shaking her head. She continued, jokingly. "I knew you would come sooner or later. Now, where’s my ‘get well soon’ card?"
He didn’t get to know exactly what happened, but decided to go to the hospital and see for himself. Just the thought of Petra being there was enough to make him a bit worried, though he wouldn’t really show it off. Daniel looked down at the card and he had bought and written on his way there and thought that maybe he should’ve get her something else. But then again, he still had her “welcome to Elias” gift to give her--not that she knew about it yet, he just didn’t have the time to really give her those days.
Once stepping inside of the room, he put the hand with the card on his back and closed the door behind him. Daniel ended up smiling, rolling his eyes seeing she was ok--if it wasn’t for her leg. “Well, well, is that really the story?”, he asked, chuckling as got by the side of her bed and sat down on the edge. “I really thought it was something worse and involved your black-kitten adventures”, Parker made fun of it, laughing. “And yeah, I guess I know you too well, don’t I?”, he said, showing off the card on his other hand. “It says ‘get well soon, and also be more caferul and drink lots of milk, kitty’, and I tried to draw a cat there, but we both know my thing is taking pictures, not drawing”.
◎ How old were you when you had your first girlfriend? What's the story?
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With a sigh leaving his mouth, Dan looks up and laughs softly. “Seventeen, I think? Yeah, it took me a while, I wasn’t really into rushing this thing of trying out a relationship—I still am not, to be honest”, he mutters, shrugging. “Hm, the story…”, he pretends to have to think about it, though it was quite fresh in his mind yet. People say it’s easy to forget when you’re the one who cause damage to someone, but Dan is pretty different—if he caused pain in someone, he would remember quite well. “I’ve met the girl during summer, when I spent a month on the other side of America, literally”, he scratches up his neck, sighing. “We’ve hung out a few times since we’ve met and it was like we were already a couple, though I didn’t really consider it till she herself tell me we were. You see, as I said before, I don’t really rush to get into a relationship. It’s not that I’m afraid to comit… Ok, maybe it is, but it’s more that I don’t feel like having the responsibility over someone else’s feelings”, he explains quickly before continue, “Anyways, before going back to New York, she asked if we could keep with what we had, and I agreed. But let’s be honest here, it was pretty obvious we wouldn’t last. But I kept with it till I couldn’t anymore. She was stopping her life because of a ‘long distance relationship’, in which I never really expressed my feelings for her, and… Yeah, I may had broken her heart…”, Parker frowns. “Not proud of that, but yeah… It had been two months we didn’t see each other, so it was pointless to keep a ‘summer love’ in real life. My life in New York was extremely different of how it was during vacation, obviously, and I started to change a lot—my mind, my way to deal with random stuff—I kind grew up a little after that. So that’s the story, I guess”, he decides to end it there, shrugging. “And no, I’ve never seen her again… And no, I don’t keep in touch with her. It was for the best”.
◎ do you have any plans for the future?
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“Plans for the future…”, Daniel frowns. It wasn’t like he had never thought about it, he did think that quite a lot—what am I gonna be “when I grow up”? what am I gonna do “become an adult”?—, enough to make him planned his whole life now. However, he didn’t like the idea of have every single thing planned: the age of getting into college, how many years he would spend working, when would he get married (if he got married), and such. Life wasn’t like that, it was impossible to predict every single move of his life. “Well, I wanna go to college… Medical school. I am not quite sure about getting into it, though”, he says the first and most possible plan to happen. “I also wanna travel the world while I’m still young, spend time enough to explore different places, take pictures and such things”, he adds, smiling. “Those are probably my certain plans so far… Not sure if I’m gonna accomplish it, but well… A guy can dream”.
Send a ◎ and a question and my muse must answer, even if it's a secret.
like real people do
“Oh God, please do teach me your tricks, Parker.” Emily winks at the older, giving her voice a sensual tone just for the fun of it. “No, but seriously, you look really entertained when you’re with your photography toys, I would enjoy learning a bit about it.” Giving him a sincere smile, she hides that strange excitment that came from the bottom of her heart when he held her hand, simply playing along with it and giving it a squish. “I would teach you my tricks, but those are sorta deadly and I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t like it as much.” She shrugs, knowing Daniel wouldn’t want anything that had to do with what she had to do at times.
“Yes, that was a silly question.” A loud chuckle leaves her throat in agreement to what he had said. “I’m up to food all the time, especially if it’s free!” She points out, remembering him that he was the one paying even though he probably hadn’t forgot it, “So, Danny boy, I could be polite and say since you’re the one paying you should pick what we’re eating.” Emily begins, glancing at him, “But I’m not polite, you’re a loser and it’s completely on you that you’re paying…” She nods quietly, as if numbering the reasons mentally. “With that out of the way… I’m really on the mood for pastries.”
For the first minutes, since he had picked her up at her dorm, he felt like she wasn’t really alright. But he also wasn’t being much of himself and let it go, just wanting to make sure she would have a great time that night. Now, however, with Emily being completly herself, he was certain she was getting distracted enough to whatever was worrying her. “You just listed a lot of things I already knew”, he shakes his head, laughing softly. “But ok, pastries it is”, he then agrees, looking around to see where to go. “And also, it would be nice to learn something about swords, though I’m pretty sure you’d kill me in the process… You know, I can’t trust you with a katana next to me, it doesn’t sound safe”, he quickly adds as they walked around the carnival.
Once finding a place with what she requested, he decides by only taking a soda for himself, not really feeling like eating. For some reason, he just didn’t feel hungry. “There, choose, ma’am”, Dan smiles, just letting go of her hand to open his coke. As he turns to the side, letting her making her order, Daniel takes his phone out of his pocket and finds a new message. His phone was on silent mode, so he obviously didn’t hear or felt when he got that. It was from his dad, which only made him frown and deciding to read it when he wasn’t having a great time with Emily.
a little help
It was almost impossible to make money while living on campus and Henry wasn’t one to ask her parents for cash. She preferred making her own dough then gaining charity. Alas, she only went to town during the weekends and couldn’t keep a job or a large pay if she was only there two days out of seven, plus she was sure that snooty school had some rule against students having jobs.
Which only left one option, E-bay. It seemed that she was fixing up old cars that she “found” very often, and could re-sell them for quite a pretty penny. However, most future buyers wanted in detail pictures that Henry’s crap phone couldn’t provide. Her business was going so well, that some people had suggested she made a website to sell, repair, and make how to videos for cars and motorcycles. But to do that, she needed fancy equipment and quick.
Just as she was mulling over her options, which was buying the equipment with her already earned money as an investment, or steal someone else stuff; she ran into someone, well almost ran into, with what seemed to be a very pretty camera.
Before the guy could walk away, Henry grabbed his arm roughly and pulled him back. “Hey, I think you could be useful for me. How handy are you with that clicker?” she asked indicating toward his camera bag. “Because I need someone for a job that involves photography.” she clued him in before using her strength to spin him around. “Call it extra credit, or helping a cute girl out. Either way, you in?”
Already ready to continue his way, Daniel raised his eyebrows as felt a hand on his arm, strongly pulling him back. He turned his face to see the girl--the one he had almost ran onto just a second before. Before he could say anything, she was already rambling about something. “Uh… Pretty handy, it’s been a few years since I started using this kind of cameras”, Parker answered her, seeing there wouldn’t be any way of just keeping his plans at that very moment.
“Oh…”, he tilts his head, now interested and almost feeling dizzy as the girl turne him completly at her. She is a way too strong, what even, he thought, shaking his head a bit just to find his right mind again. “I see… Well, for what exactly, you need a photographer”, he then decided to ask, holding the strap of his bag on his hand, keeping it on the shoulder. “If you don’t bother me asking, of course, just wanna know what I’m getting into, exactly”, Dan added quickly, trying out a smile at the girl.
We are the last people standing At the end of the night We are the greatest pretenders In the cold morning light
like real people do
“That’s because we are idiots.” She comments, a smile on her face that was almost impossible to fade, Emily (who, for some reason wasn’t on her right mind—maybe because she was desperate to look okay, desperate to be okay) held his arm and quickly gave his cheek a peck before heading to the ferris wheel, still a bit shaken by how he had used the word muse, how he had asked her to be his muse, but trying hard to ignore that silly feeling that came from her heart, she does what he tells her, standing in front of the ferris wheel, one of her hands cover her eyes as the wind leads her hair to her orbs and the other does a peace sign.
Rolling her eyes even though he couldn’t see, she sighs and takes her hand off of her face, knowing he would end up complaining about it. “My hair is annoying me.” A pout is formed by her lips as she curses herself for not bringing anything to tie it up (if it had been longer, she would tie it up with hair itself, but, well, those were the not so good parts of having short hair).
Her lips turn into a mischievious smirk as she looks straight into the camera lens (which Daniel seemed to be still using to take pictures of her), the girl then runs back to her original spot, quickly taking the camera from his hands. “You’re always taking pictures of people, but never of yourself.” She explains before he could yell at her or anything of the sort, taking a few steps behind and putting the camera in position, ready to snap a few pics of him.
It takes at least a second before he actually smiled at the feeling of her lips on his cheek, the skin there still tingling as he looked through the camera at her. Daniel distracts himself--as he would always do--as took pictures of her, with every move, the most natural ones, it was a click. He chuckles softly as he sees her pouting and takes a picture of the scene. “Your hair is great, please”. Parker takes a few more pictures of her, turning the camera to have a full body take before she ran towards him.
He was about to actually see the ones he took when she grabbed the camera of his hand. “Wait--”, he says, but it was too late. She wouldn’t stop if he didn’t let her do that. With a sigh, Daniel puts his hands into his pockets and smiles at her, feeling almost blind by the flash. It was a thing being the photographer, being the model was something he just wasn’t used to. “Ok, ok, you already had your fun”, he decides, stopping her and laughing. “I will let you take more soon, I might even teach you some tricks if you want”, he adds, ruffling her hair.
He puts the camera inside of its bag and, in a risk move, ends up taking her hand in his. To be honest, he wasn’t really thinking, he just did it, just noticing it when he had his fingers intertwined on hers. “So, do you want to eat something?”, Parker asks, letting the thought of his hands off his mind, not to mess up with anything. “Ok, that was a stupid question, when on earth wouldn’t you eat something, right, Wilson?”, he laughs.