English Rose

I must confess... I'm a bit psychic.

[daphnemoonofhislife]

I know it’s been forever but…

If any Frasier characters would like to RP with my Daphne here, I’d love to do that. I miss my sweet English rose :)

[nilescraneisaforevermood]

Does anyone else ever think that doing a Niles x Daphne RP would be fun or is it just me?

[daphnemoonofhislife]

👀

[daphnemoonofhislife]

I know it's been forever but...

If any Frasier characters would like to RP with my Daphne here, I'd love to do that. I miss my sweet English rose :)

[daphnemoonofhislife]

aw fuck it’s bebe glazer

[daphnemoonofhislife]

Dazed & Confused

[daphnemoonofhislife]

coffee-et-biscotti:

Frasier exited his bedroom, donned in a comfortable long sleeved polo and dress slacks, and sat down at the bench of the piano. He knew his father was out taking a walk with Eddie, and Daphne wasn’t home when he returned. He decided that he would play a bit of the piano. What would he choose?

How about some Schubert? He began to play to the tune of Ave Maria, slowly losing his mind with the rhythm of the music. So much so, it terrified him to hear the sound of dishes being stacked in the kitchen.

“H-Hello?” He halted his music and walked into the kitchen. “I swear, if Dad brought in another pigeon…” He halted as he saw Daphne.

“Oh, it’s you. I thought you weren’t home.”

Daphne was deep in thought, images of her rainy English home in mind when she heard some rustling, a single creak, and then music. She froze, gripping the dinner platter in her hands. Besides the initial fright, she couldn’t think for a moment simply for the beauty of the music. Slow, steady... quiet. Beautiful. Just barely her eyes began to drift shut in a daydream, when the music stopped. The abruptness brought her from reverie, and she heard a familiar voice. “Ah, Dr. Crane.” She didn’t know if she sounded relieved at his presence, or disappointed at the music’s stopping. 

“’s just me, sorry,” she nodded, a little breathless. “..I .. “ She turned to put the dinner platter away, feeling a warmth rise in her cheeks. “I know ‘s silly of me, since ya play piano all th’ time, but..” She turned again towards Frasier after closing the cabinet. “Bu’ I do think yer playin’ is quite beautiful.” 

[daphnemoonofhislife]

Dazed & Confused

   Daphne set about to the kitchen as usual after Martin’s physical therapy session. She would help him back to his bed to rest for a while, and then go to the kitchen to give him some privacy and to clean up and do dishes before she’d start lunch. Then Dr. Crane would come home and they would all eat together. A comfortable schedule has set in since Daphne’s arrival, and she had to say she enjoyed it. 

    Absentmindedly, Daphne walked the familiar hallway, down the two steps, and past the table into the kitchen, rolling up her sleeves. She stopped, though, when she realized that there were no dishes in the sink. “Oohh, wha’ a nice surprise,” she murmured to herself, but wondered: how did that happen? It wasn’t Martin, she’d been with him for most of the morning, and they’d been in therapy since after breakfast. With a bewildered smile, Daphne began taking the clean dishes from the dishwasher and strainer and putting them away.  

[daphnemoonofhislife]

Arranged Marriage Starters

"I can't believe I am marrying THEM."

"I want marry whoever I want!"

"You're not as bad as I imagined."

"No. NO! NO! NO! I am NOT getting married to YOU!"

"If you touch me I swear you will not live to regret it."

"This isn't quite what I expected."

"So... now what do we do?"

"I don't think I could have dreamed of anyone better."

"Let go of me!"

"You want me to marry THEM?"

"You can't make me go through this."

"I want to marry for love, not because I have to."

"I don't want to marry them. I want to marry you."

"Take me away from this. I can't do this."

"Will I like them?"

"What do they look like?"

"You can't keep me prisoner like this!"

"I don't care about your precious alliance."

"This is strictly business."

"I will never love you."

"Wow. I can't believe I'm marrying them..."

"I think I fell in love with you anyway."

"I would rather die."

"You can't make me love you."

"I love someone else!"

"Perhaps we can make this work."

"You're not my type."

"I'm nervous."

"I don't care if they like me or not."

"This is stupid. I don't want to do this."

"So you just sold me off to the highest bidder..."

"I can't believe how lucky I am."

"I paid a good price for you."

"You will have no children with me."

"So, we're doing this?"

"They are more magnificent than I could have possibly imagined."

[ithinkyoucancallmenilesnow]

“I made those reservations over a week ago…” He sighed. Now what was he going to do? 

[daphnemoonofhislife]

Daphne looked up from her reading. "I'm sorry, Dr. Crane. I'm sure Dr. Crane didn't mean t'get sick... Maybe Mrs. Crane can come along?"

[daphnemoonofhislife]

"Daphne? Where have you been?"

“Oh. Ehhm…” 

Daphne bunches up the dish towel in her hands nervously, then bends over to continue cleaning the glass table. 

“Just… Keepin’ t’myself, Dr. Crane. I hope yeh don’t mind.” 

[coffee-et-biscotti]

“If anything is wrong, you can tell me,” Frasier retrieved a bottle of water from the fridge.

[daphnemoonofhislife]

“That’s kind of yeh t’offer,” she answered with a nod. “But I’m fine.” A few moments of absentminded cleaning went by, and then she straightened and looked through the kitchen entrance to the doctor. “D’ya really mean that, though? That I can tell yeh anythin’?”  

[coffee-et-biscotti]

“Of course!” Frasier grinned, though quickly hesitated at the memories of her first week here. “But… But nothing ~too~ personal.”

[daphnemoonofhislife]

Daphne chuckled and nodded, stepping into the kitchen to start on the dishes from breakfast. “Yes, I remember the day I talked about mah cycle and yeh looked like yeh’d seen a ghost!” She laughed more heartily at that, turning on the faucet, then bit her lip and straightened her expression. “Oops. There I go, talkin’ about it again. Sorry, Dr. Crane.” 

[daphnemoonofhislife]

"Daphne? Where have you been?"

“Oh. Ehhm…” 

Daphne bunches up the dish towel in her hands nervously, then bends over to continue cleaning the glass table. 

“Just… Keepin’ t’myself, Dr. Crane. I hope yeh don’t mind.” 

[coffee-et-biscotti]

“If anything is wrong, you can tell me,” Frasier retrieved a bottle of water from the fridge.

[daphnemoonofhislife]

“That’s kind of yeh t’offer,” she answered with a nod. “But I’m fine.” A few moments of absentminded cleaning went by, and then she straightened and looked through the kitchen entrance to the doctor. “D’ya really mean that, though? That I can tell yeh anythin’?”  

[daphnemoonofhislife]

@coffee-et-biscotti replied to your post “Hello all, it’s Daphne’s mun. I know I’ve been gone for literally...”

Don't apologize! We've all been there! I'm glad to know you didn't forget about it, but please don't apologize for putting your life first. I'd be more worried if you didn't.

hugs you so much !!!

[daphnemoonofhislife]

"Daphne? Where have you been?"

“Oh. Ehhm...” 

Daphne bunches up the dish towel in her hands nervously, then bends over to continue cleaning the glass table. 

“Just... Keepin’ t’myself, Dr. Crane. I hope yeh don’t mind.” 

[daphnemoonofhislife]

Hello all, it’s Daphne’s mun.

I know I’ve been gone for literally months, and I can’t even begin to apologize properly. Life just pulls you away, you know?

Anyway…. if anyone from the Frasier fandom is still around, I’d love to rp with any of you lovely people.

[daphnemoonofhislife]

"DAPHNE!!! WHAT IS ~THIS~ DOING HERE!?"

      Daphne grimaced at the noise, and looked down in confusion.  “Whot, d’you mean Eddie’s dog bed? ‘s just dryin’ Dr. Crane, it was out in th’ sunshine when it started raining…” She looked back up at her boss and grimaced again. “I’m … I’m sorry?”

[coffee-and-biscotti]

“Did you have to dry it off on my recently upholstered Chaise?” His glare focused from Daphne to the off-white, stained fluffy bed that rest upside down on the chair by the telephone. His tone softened slightly after hearing her confused confession.  “Care to tell me what else you’ve used as a hanger to dry things?”

[daphnemoonofhislife]

 Daphne looked meekly down to the cloth she gripped in her hands. “No,” she answered. “”m sorry, Dr. Crane. I should’ve known better.” Promptly, she walked over and plucked the dog bed from the piece of furniture and held it in her arms. “I’ll take this down t’ the wash,” she explained. “Maybe there’s a free dryer open.”

[coffee-and-biscotti]

SOMEONE RP WITH FRASIER!!!

[daphnemoonofhislife]

come to me friend! 

[coffee-and-biscotti]

Oh my god I missed you!!! How are you feeling?

[daphnemoonofhislife]

I missed you too!!! I feel okay. I need to start watching the show again and making more icons lol all I have is two episodes worth right now and it’s pretty bad haha. How are you?? 

[daphnemoonofhislife]

"DAPHNE!!! WHAT IS ~THIS~ DOING HERE!?"

      Daphne grimaced at the noise, and looked down in confusion.  “Whot, d’you mean Eddie’s dog bed? ‘s just dryin’ Dr. Crane, it was out in th’ sunshine when it started raining...” She looked back up at her boss and grimaced again. “I’m ... I’m sorry?”

[coffee-and-biscotti]

SOMEONE RP WITH FRASIER!!!

[daphnemoonofhislife]

come to me friend!