#w:danny

[thiefseeker]

fuck all those mystic coins, but i got it! now danny can control a fucking demon and assert his authority as the ultimate goth.

[thiefseeker]

tfw gw2 still doesnt have asian male faces after 7 years so i gotta take matters into my own hands 🙃🙃

so heres my necromancer danny and his homeboy cain. lets just pretend that phone is... some kind of asura tech

[river-phillips]

@thisdaringdanny

[ TEXT ]: Hey, mate.  [ TEXT ]: Haven't seen you in a bit?  [ TEXT ]: You feel like knocking me to the mat again or something?

[TXT] Yeah hey sorry. I’ve been busy.

[TXT] You mean I didn’t embarrass you too much at the auction? lol

[river-phillips]

Candy Comfort | River & Danny

River wasn’t a stranger to wearing sweatpants regularly. She had some fashionable jogger pants that even Ash approved of. But today, her sweatpants and tank top combo just made her feel like a bum. All the dog hair on those clothes from cuddling with Jackson and not cleaning herself off made her feel like a bum. Her messy bun flopping on top of her head and her puffy eyes from crying on the ride over made her feel like a bum. She did her best to avert her eyes when she passed someone in the hall on the way up to Danny’s apartment. She didn’t want to be noticed. She just wanted to sink into the floor and be forgotten.

Once she reached his door, she gave it a few swift knocks, rocking back and forth on the soles of her shoes. She honestly felt like just turning around and going back home. Curling up with her dog and watching sad movies. But she was here now, and she couldn’t really back out of it once she heard footsteps from inside heading toward the door. No, this would be good. She’d be able to get her mind off of Rye and Calloway and all this other bullshit and just hang out with a friend and eat candy. No big deal. She’d went through the effort of dragging herself out of bed, so she might as well follow through.

@thisdaringdanny

[river-phillips]

[ TEXT ]: Hey, you never said how your fight went.

@thisdaringdanny

[TXT] Oh yeah, sorry.

[TXT] I won. 

[TXT] How’s your ribs?

[river-phillips]

@thisdaringdanny

[ TEXT ]: How's the arm, mate? 

[ TEXT ]: Also how's Jackson? I'm sure he wasn't very into being left in an RV while you were in the hospital.

[TXT] It healed up fine. Good as new

[TXT] He’s doing great. I actually got an apartment with a friend recently, so he doesn’t have to be left in the RV all the time. I think he was mostly just worried while I was in there.