#daniel rp

[thebloodychampion]

Daniel Speedman

*James captured by Snatchers*

“Someone - please - help me !!”

@justasimplesecretary​

Daniel had been leaving the death eaters for a while, but the memo wasn’t apparent with everyone, so when the snatchers presented him the muggleborn student, he nodded before actually disarming all of them and taking James, apparating away.

“Snatchers are really dumb. Don’t worry I am not a death eater, or not anymore.”

[pl1200]

"The only thing you are is an insensitive asshole," Wyatt hisses, angry tears in his eyes. It was hard to keep it together when his trauma was reduced to something 'fun'.

"If you're a prostitute, you're bound to get picked up by a pimp, you won't even be able to control the money you make at that point."

"There's a difference between fantasy and reality you pig," the man's shaking with anger," Shit is only fun when you're allowed to stop when you've had enough. I really hope you don't have to learn that the hard way."

Daniel looked away as the other got emotional. He felt…bad to be the cause of it. Daniel knew he never thought past his wants. Consequences were…things to be considered when they happened. Maybe, just maybe, this guy had a point after all.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever…” He waved off the other, hoping to dismiss him. Daniel really wasn’t looking forward to having to continue this conversation any further. He didn’t know how much more he could keep a straight face for.

[pl1200]

Wyatt couldn't help but overhear the conversation," Prostitution is not a dream job," he scowled, few things actually made him angry but ignorance about something he had to suffer through on a nightly basis certainly did the trick," Your first mistake is assuming any fuck you'd get would feel good. I promise you few people who are good in bed feel a need to pay for sex. You get dirty old men, and incels, and people who are downright abusive. Sometimes you get robbed or injured and at the end of the day you're left feeling empty and used. Is that what you want? Does being assaulted when you decline someone's advances sound fun to you?"Wyatt spat," What about being laughed at when you try to file a police report because prostitutes 'can't' get raped? It's not fucking fun, you don't know what you're talking about. '

Half the words seemed to just go in one ear and out the other, consequences a hard thing for Daniel to grasp. “Doesn’t sound too bad. I mean, I like being used and hurt so that just sounds fun.” He wanted to stop there but the itch to add something he usually tried to keep secret was too strong to resist. “Besides, I have a rape fantasy anyway so it’s not like that would even be bad either.” He tried again to stop there but insecurity took over this time and an edge of defensive hostility added to his voice, “I know I’m a freak and into a lot of weird shit, but being used and thrown around like a doll with no say in the matter sounds good, okay?”

[pl1200]

"I was just be-being an asshole!" He confessed, scrunching up in fear as he looke at the blonde," I-i couldn't s-see over you and I g-got u-upset!"

Granted, he never should've taken it that far to begin with, but with a fist right in frot of his face he could admit," I was being a br-brat. Pl-please don't h-hit me!"

Daniel clenched his fists tighter to hold back a shudder than ran though him at those last words. He quickly released his grip, however, and dropped the other before taking a step back. He let out a deep, steadying breath. “Yeah?” He looked away. “Well, I guess I wasn’t very chill either… Let’s just…drop this.”

[pl1200]

McKenna cringed as the blonde yelled, then screamed when he came to close to McKenna's hiding place,"I-I'm sorry!" He stammered," Please don't ki-kick my ass!"

“Aha! There you are!” He grabbed the front of the other’s shirt before his words even registered. He pulled his fist back but it froze in midair as it finally sunk in. “You…what?” He blinked dumbly, “You talked all that trash and now… What?” His tone matched his expression as anger melted away to confusion.

[pl1200]

McKenna practically ran out of the theater, he did not want to fight. When he exited the front doors, he ran to the other side of the building and hid behind a car,"Shit, shit, shit," he mumbled," Why the fuck did I provoke him?"

Daniel watched as the man ran past him in a blur. “Hey! Come back here you bastard!” He yelled after the other and ran after him, loosing him after he left the building. “You’re so dead when I find you!” He started searching around, breath coming in angered huffs.

He knew his threats were all just provoked from rage and that he’d never actually be able to seriously harm someone over something so petty, but damn did he want to get some revenge on that jerk for starting all this.

[pl1200]

McKenna flinched, no he did not want to go. But it was far too late to back down as the other movie goers started paying attention," Y-yea, yea I do wanna go!" He shouted back," Come on tough guy, I'll meet you outside!" McKenna had every intention of running away as soon as he got away from their audience.

“Oh, you’re so on!” Daniel marched from where he’d been standing in front of his seat and towards the stairs at the end of the row. It had been a good while since he’d gotten into a fist fight, but old habits died hard, he supposed. His moves would probably be rusty, but at least this guy didn’t seem to hard to take.

[pl1200]

"Ugh," McKenna gaped," I'll kick your ass jerk." He bluffed. Not caring that he was a lot smaller in the heat of the moment. To add insult to injury McKenna to a handful of his popcorn and threw it at the blonde.

Between the proclamation and the feeling of popcorn hitting him, Daniel’s short temper was about to hit its limit. He couldn’t help it as a burst of anger ran through him. “Oh, you want to go asshole?!” His hands clenched into fists as hostility laced his voice.