#dannypara

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No one else was supposed to be in the locker rooms. The wrestling match had been over for hours, and pretty much everyone had gone home. Danny had purposefully waited though, talking with everyone that he possibly could before he made his way to clean up after the match. Not that he was trying to avoid anyone. He was just trying to avoid everyone. Well, specifically hot, sweaty guys, which was, well, all of his teammates.

Danny always sort of had a feeling something was different, but even now he had yet to fully make that connection - at least consciously. Besides, it was definitely a straight thing to not want to see your half to fully naked male teammates in the locker room. Right? Either way, the point was that the redhead had waited so he could go in alone, and now walking to the back part of the room, he realized someone else had beat him to it.

Two other someones, to be exact. Two guys that were, well, going at it. Danny stood, transfixed by the sight before him. Chase Morgan, one of the guys on his team, was on his knees, eagerly eating out the ass of some unknown guy that really seemed to be enjoying it. They were both naked, and unknown guy pressed with his front half against a wall, though that did little to quiet his moans.

Fuck, he shouldn’t be here. But Danny couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away, immediately feeling his own dick start to harden. Without thinking it through, he carefully and quietly moved himself behind some of the lockers, hiding his body from view but so that he could still watch the others. He bit down on his lip, entirely too invested in the scene before him.

[shannon-case]

Rest Of My Life  | ❤  |

When Shannon woke up on the 21st April the sun pierced her eyes and made her whine quietly and roll over. Closing her eyes once again she tried to get back to sleep. But the sound of a laugh downstairs made her stir once again. Who the hell was waking her up? The laugh sounded again, and she sighed. Guess I’m not getting any sleep today. She wondered for a moment if it was her mum, over again to pester her dad. But then she remembered, and when she did she sat up straight in bed 

Oh my God the wedding is today!

She clambered out of bed and slipped on her furry white slippers, and pulled on her robe. As soon as she opened her bedroom door the smell of tea, along with the smell of hot toast. Stepping down the stairs, the chatting got even louder-she was able to make out voices now. Of her mother, of her mother in law...of all her bridesmaids. The butterflies in her stomach seemed as though they’d awoken too, and she pushed open the door, smiling softly at them ‘morning..” she was cut off by her friends from England cheering and engulfing her in a hug “the bride’s awake!” one of them cried, and she laughed “Oi, ow! I want to sit down!” she collapsed into a chair with a happy smile, giving her mum a toothy grin in fake innocence “tea?” she chirped, only to be met with a smile and an eye roll from Norah “only because it’s your wedding day.” she turned and got out Shannon’s bride mug that had been brought over by her grandparents.

Taking deep breaths, Ryan walked down the unfamiliar street toward the Case house. A house that he’d only been in very briefly when that asshole Price showed up and tried to wreck their lives. Now though, it was a completely different event. It was a wedding. It was....God, he didn’t even know anymore. He didn’t know if he still had a girlfriend...but if he did, it was her brother’s wedding, for which he was chosen to be a groomsman (which he still wasn’t sure was absolutely necessary). And he would have to see her today.

Crap.

It wasn’t that he didn’t wanna see her. He did. God, he did. It didn’t make it any less terrifying. He went up the steps and rang the doorbell, stepping back with his hands in the pockets of his suit. He had gotten dressed before he got there, and with retrospect he probably should’ve focused on actually going but instead he decided to get ready to avoid the awkward changing in a strange house part.

[fawnmoore-blog]

down on the west coast // danny & fawn

Fawn shut the door of her car, smiling faintly as she felt the breeze rustling her hair.  She hadn’t gotten to spend anytime at the beach since her first day here and had been dying to go back.  She held her beach bag in hand as she walked down to the sand, wrapping her swimsuit cover up tighter around her.  The beach was mostly empty now, with all the students in the town back in school--whether grade school or college.  She laid out her blanket on the sand, kicking off her flipflops.  She stuffed her cover up back into her bag before pulling out her headphones and book.  She had gotten her first chapter of her book done earlier that week, and had spent most of her time reading it back over, beefing it out, and editing.  She was due a break, at least for a little.

Of course, there was the subject of her getting a job, but that was for another time.  Right now, she was relaxing.

Fawn laid out on the blanket, putting in her earphones as she flipped to her spot in her book.  She was rereading The Great Gatsby, one of her all-time favorites.  The sun beamed down on to her as she laid on her stomach, and she wiggled her toes slightly as she stretched.  She had found that one of the many things that was better than the midwest here was the beach.

She wasn’t sure how long she’d been lying there when she felt something kick sand at her.  Confused, she flipped over, a grin spreading over her lips when she saw a familiar wallaby.  “Well, hiya,” she laughed, sitting up.  “Have you missed me?”

@thisdaringdanny​

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@daemoniiisms  (continued from here)

the change in temperature from the hall to the demon prince’s room was VERY noticeable. almost 15 degrees hotter and only growing. within, splayed out across red silk sheets was rosa, writhing in the throes of lust. it was often that demon’s like himself would be overcome with urges like this, but usually they were able to find a partner to satiate them. the same could not be said for rosa. the demon was lewdly stroking himself toned, muscular frame on display as he looked up, finally noticing someone standing in the door. “h-hey… .”

Being friends with a demon was never exactly something Danny had planned for, but here he was. Honestly. he wasn’t even sure if he’d call them friends - more acquaintances who helped each other out. Either way though, it wasn’t really in the ordinary for the redhead. Of course, their relationship went even more past that out of the ordinary as he walked in on Rosario. He was spread across silk sheets, hard body and hard cock on full display. Danny found himself swallowing thickly, his own cock beginning to come to attention inside his pants. “What...” He started, shaking his head and pointedly not looking at Rosa. “Yeah, hey,” he said flatly. “What’s going on? It’s like a 100 degrees in here. Is that a demon thing? Every time you... have sex it gets hot or something?” Fuck it was hot. And double fuck, Rosa was hot.

[fawnmoore-blog]

S’Mores and Faerie Bread // Danny & Fawn

Fawn was feeling a little bit panicked.  She was pacing the bathroom of her bare apartment, the three bags that she had having been tossed into the bedroom right outside the door.  She had changed four times already, not quite sure what she was supposed to wear.  It felt like a date, but it most definitely wasn’t a date.  Plus, she had never been on a date before, so how would she know what a date felt like?  Dear God, she had said the world ‘date’ in her head way too many times and her head was starting to hurt.

She had showered and cleaned up, getting the smell of travel off her skin.  She leaned against the sink, staring herself in the eyes as she gave herself a bit of a peptalk.  With a final nod, she picked up her phone and shot off a quick text to Danny.  “Hey, I’m ready when you are.  I can pick you up or you can meet me at my apartment and I can drive us?” She read quietly to herself, nodding once more and adding her address before pressing send.  Fawn couldn’t help but smile as she looked at his name in her phone.  Faerie Bread.  With the three little stars emoji next to it.

Her apartment looked rather pitiful.  Her clothing was strewn a little bit and haphazardly tossed back into the bags as best she could.  Her makeup and shower things had at least been put in their places in the bathroom.  A small wax burner was plugged into one of the outlets, so at least it smelled a bit better.  Fawn walked through the rest of the apartment as she waited.

What was this?  Her first day here and she was already inviting a man into her apartment.  Something that her mother would’ve never approved of.  Everything here felt so new and exciting.  Fawn could only wonder if the glamour would last.

@thisdaringdanny

[shannon-case]

Normal People? Where? ||

Oh God, Oh God.

Shannon was racing around her old bedroom at the speed of light, looking for that damn silver bangle that she’d sworn she’d left in her jewellery box. Why were things never where she’d left them when she needed them? Her stomach was clenching and unclenching and she could feel acidic bile rising in her throat as the clock on her wall ticked on ominously. Oh God, what if they all hated each other? What if her dad put his foot in his mouth? He’d promised to behave but if someone got a drink down his throat he’d be gone. Bloody hell she’d only been home three hours since Danny had dropped her off so she could get ready there, but she could feel her stresses going through the roof. He’d have gone to get his family by now. Oh God, one year of leading up to their parents meeting and she was petrified. She could smell the roast dinner cooking downstairs and it certainly wasn’t helping her sickness. As she yanked open a box she sometimes stored things in, she shrieked in horror as her bronzer powder came flying out and settled on her nice dress. “Fuck!” she cried out in fury. Of course this was happening to her. And the bangle was on the sodding floor all along.