#i want more real reactions to the bullshit danny faces okay

[pbeltarts]

Some more rough DP sketches! First up is my take on Dark!Dan and a bit of Danny’s reaction to that trauma. Last doodle is early ideas on Paulina and Dash.

#danny phantom #danny fenton #sam manson #tucker foley #dark dan #dash baxter #paulina sanchez #fanart #doodles #i want more real reactions to the bullshit danny faces okay #that's one thing that dp would do sometimes that i loved #rly show how hard danny was handling some stuff and showing how it weighed on him

[pucksnsticksnhockeyboys]

reputations part two

part one

summary: you’re determined to make Matt see that you’re not too good for him.

warnings: mentions of alcohol

word count: 3.2k

note from the writer: sorry for everything I put you guys through with the first part, I hope this makes up for it :)

You hated that you were such a good person.

Maybe if you weren’t such a people-pleaser, you would’ve been able to cut Matt out of your life. Maybe you would have been able to call him on his bullshit when he said you couldn’t be happy with him. But instead, you both were acting as if that night on your front lawn never happened.

And you sure as hell weren’t happy without him.

At the end of summer, you ended up going back to Calgary the same time Matt needed to, so with the help of the Tkachuks, minus Brady who went off to Ottawa a week earlier, you moved into your new apartment within a day.

You were certain that your families knew something had happened between you and Matt, you weren’t joking with each other as often and you really weren’t as touchy-feely with each other as before. That was probably the biggest indicator that something was wrong, and your mom pulled you aside halfway through the summer to see if anything was wrong. You forced a smile onto your face, assuring her everything was fine and it was just the stress of getting a new job and moving to a different country that was getting to you.

And if you weren’t such a good person, you probably wouldn’t have found yourself squished between Johnny Gaudreau and Sam Bennett at some dive bar at midnight a few months into the season.

You met his teammates over the years when you would visit with Matt’s family or come up on your own for a weekend when you were still in college, and now that you lived in Calgary, it was decided that you were to be invited out to bars with them whenever they met up. There was an obvious tension between you and Matt, but none of them seemed to care as a group of you shoved into one tiny booth. Noah and Elias had offered to pick up drinks at the bar for the table, leaving you sitting between Johnny and Sam with Matt sitting on the opposite side.

“So have you met any guys since you’ve been here?” Johnny asked you with a smug grin and you wondered if it was intentional because Sam chuckled and Matt made a sound as if he was choking on air.

“Uh, haven’t really been looking.” You told him with a forced smile. You kept the part about how you were waiting for Matt to come to his senses to yourself, but from the way the curly haired boy in question was studying the table intently you gathered he picked up on the hidden meaning of your words.

“Well, when you come to the game tomorrow, I’ve got an extra Bennett jersey you can wear.” Now you knew for a fact that they were doing it on purpose, because as he spoke, Sam’s gaze didn’t leave Matt and he was smirking. Johnny laughed loudly as Matt’s head whipped up, his eyes narrowed at his blonde teammate.

“No!” He said a little too quickly. You raised a brow at him, but he tilted his head back with a groan. “No, she can only wear my jersey, it’s good luck.”

“Because you’re really superstitious.” Noah teased sarcastically as he and Elias reappeared with drinks in hand. You couldn’t help the way the corner of your lips turned up at the fact that his teammates were onto his ridiculous behavior. Matt was never one for intricate rituals before games, but one thing he always made sure of whenever you went to see him play was that you wore one of his jerseys. But if he was going to be childish, then so were you.

“You know what, Sam, I think I just might take you up on that.” You joined in, taking a swig of the drink Elias placed in front of you as you gauged Matt’s reaction. He looked shocked, and you immediately regretted your words as he silently looked down at the bottle of beer Noah had pressed into his hands moments earlier.

Elias changed the topic of conversation soon after, and you were thankful for the distraction. You sipped your drink silently, much quieter than you probably would be and Matt barely said a word. And when he slipped out of the booth to get himself a refill, you followed after, shooting Johnny a sympathetic smile for leaving halfway through his story.

You made a mental note to apologize to him later, but at the moment Matt was your priority. He always was, if you were being honest with yourself.

“Hey, Matty.” You tried, bringing back the nickname that you hadn’t used in a while. It felt different on your tongue all the while feeling the same, like you should have been calling him that this whole time. He glanced at you and quickly returned his attention to the bar, but when you reached a hand out to squeeze his forearm and he turned to face you, you knew you had his attention. “I was just kidding, earlier, you know.”

“I guess.” He huffed, shrugging his shoulders as if it wasn’t a huge deal and that it wasn’t affecting him so blatantly. It wasn’t like he didn’t know what you were talking about, you could see in his eyes and in the slump of his shoulders that he was still thinking about your throwaway comment to Sam about his jersey. You pouted at his response, and took a sip of your drink as you thought about what to say to convince him.

But you didn’t have to, because there was a commotion behind you, and when you turned to see what was going on you were faced with a guy clearly not taking no for an answer, bothering some poor girl. Before you could even think to intercede, Matt’s large frame slid into view and he was shoving the creep off the girl.

You asked her if she was okay, and when her only response was a trembling lip and glassy eyes you grabbed her hand to lead her to the bathroom to get her some space and time to compose herself. On your way through the crowd, you shot a glance over your shoulder to find Matt in the face of the creep, making sure that he didn’t follow you and the girl.

You wondered how he thought he wasn’t a good person.

The boiling point came a few days later.

It was late at night and after a game that hadn’t gone in the favor of the Flames, and you weren’t sure what exactly had set you off, but you stormed into Matt’s apartment building furious and on a mission. Maybe it was that fact that his mom had called you that afternoon to check up on you or the fact that his words from all those months ago when you had kissed him had been bouncing around in your head relentlessly. But it all fell into place somehow and you found yourself knocking on his door without giving him any prior warning that you would be coming over. You knew he would be home sulking after a loss like the one he had just suffered, because you knew him.

You knew he hated the way you made your coffee and that he loved getting under your skin just to hear you whine his name with a smile to try and get him to stop. You knew he was just as much of a romantic as you were but didn’t like to admit it and that he was insecure about his ability to live up to his dad’s legacy. When Danny Baker from three streets up told Matt that he would never be in the NHL, you punched him.

You probably did more damage to your hand than to his face, but the thought was there.

“You don’t get to do this to me, Matthew.” You huffed before he could get a word in as soon as his front door opened. His eyes went wide and you could tell he knew you meant business. You couldn’t remember the last time you had called him by his full name, let alone shown up on his doorstep angry.

“I—” He started, but you shook your head, brushing past him and storming inside his apartment. You were upset, and frustrated, and just needed to vent your feelings to someone. And who better than the person that put you in the situation in the first place?

“You don’t get to decide whether or not you deserve me or whatever bullshit excuse you came up with. I decide. It’s my choice.” You were pacing his kitchen now, and after your initial burst of anger, you were slowing. “Matt, if you don’t like me, just say it. Don’t feed me lines to try and let me down easy. I’ve earned that after all these years.”

“I like you. I really, really, like you. But—” The desperation in your voice spurred him to answer, but it wasn’t the one you wanted. You had a feeling you knew what the answer was. Brady had teased him for years about liking you and neither boy knew the definition of subtle.

“No bullshit, Matthew. Yes or no?” You huffed, wanting a straight answer. You were tired of wondering, tired of spending an hour each night before falling asleep whether or not things could be different. You just needed to know.

“I’m pretty sure I’m in love with you.” His quiet words had you pushing off the counter you were leaning against and crossing the kitchen. You shoved aside the warm feeling you got when he said he’s in love with you and instead tried to focus on the moment, knowing that what you said next was crucial towards how your relationship pans out.

“I can’t be happy without you, Matt. I don’t care about your reputation. When are you going to learn that?” Your feet carried you to stand before him, one hand cupping his jaw while the other curved around the back of his neck. His hands came to rest on your waist on instinct, and you hesitated under the vulnerability in his eyes that hadn’t been there a moment earlier. “I know you, the real you. I don’t care what the media says, and I certainly don’t listen to a word that comes out of Doughty or Kassian’s mouths.”

Your comment about his known rivals had him chuckling, and you tentatively smiled as he dropped his head down so his forehead rested against yours. Your heart was racing, and you felt as if you were getting somewhere.

“I was an ass, huh?” He settled on saying with a breathy chuckle. His blue eyes bore into yours, and though you weren’t sure what he was searching for you knew he only found truth and love. You shook your head slightly, the movement only detectable because of your proximity but it was enough to get your message across.

“You were insecure, Matt, which is fine. You’re allowed to be. But you need to talk to me, especially about something like this.” You told him, thumb brushing across his cheek as you spoke. He took a moment to think about your words, and you gave him all the time he needed. You were familiar with the feeling of being uncertain of yourself, and how uncomfortable it was to feel as if you weren’t good enough. You could only hope that Matt was able to seem himself the way you saw him.

“Okay.” He mumbled after a moment, dropping his head to the crook of your neck while pulling you fully into his chest. One of your hands threaded into the curls at the back of his head while the other wrapped around his middle, holding him in place.

“Yeah?” You hummed into his chest, pressing a kiss there through the fabric of his shirt. He nodded, and you felt more than saw the action. You tugged on his hair after a moment, signalling for him to lift his head up. When he did, you pressed a kiss to his jaw, and then the corner of his mouth, before finally landing on his lips with a content sigh.

It was slower than the first time you kissed on your front lawn. Back then you were rushed and excited from landing the job in Calgary and confessing how you felt for him. Now, it was slow and calculated, and you were savoring every moment, trying to convey to him just how much he meant to you.

“Stay the night?” Matt asked, and it was easy for you to say yes. It was late, and you were exhausted from both a hard day at work and your outburst of anger. Matt smiled tiredly when you nodded, pressing one last lazy kiss to your lips before leading you by your hand towards his bedroom.

He kissed you as he handed you one of his shirts to sleep in and kissed once more as you slipped out of his bathroom after changing. You kissed him as soon as he laid down, and again as you climbed in beside him. You weren’t sure how much time had passed, but you were sharing lazy and slow kisses like your life depended on it.

“I should have just talked to you.” Matt spoke quietly into the dark a few minutes after you had settled in to sleep. You felt the vibrations of his chest when he talked from where you were laying half draped across him, and it was oddly comforting. You chuckled at his statement, and since you grew up with Matthew and Brady and Keith, you couldn’t help your next comment.

“You’re not getting an argument from me, Matty.”

—

“Matt, your girlfriend is outside.” Brady teased, shoving his brother’s shoulder playfully. Matt shot up from where he was seated at the kitchen island, ignoring his family’s jabs at how eager he was to see you, despite the fact that not only two hours ago you had been in their kitchen helping Chantal make a few dishes for the barbeque the Tkachuks were throwing later in the day.

He really couldn’t argue his family’s comments now.

Matt grinned when he spotted you sunning in your yard like always. He bought you a twelve pack of sunscreen as a joke for your birthday, and you rolled your eyes at him in the way that he found absolutely adorable. He made his way to the fence, cataloging your appearance. Speaker to your left, sunglasses on your nose, and his favorite swimsuit of yours on.

You grinned the moment you heard the Tkachuks back door open and shut, knowing it was Matt. You could feel his eyes on your body, the same way you always did whenever he caught you tanning. You wondered how he ever thought he was being subtle before you got together. Now, he got to openly admire you, and he did often.

“Hey, gorgeous.” Matt called over the fence, making you snort. Over the course of your relationship, you had learned that he was big on complimenting you. And you would be the last person to complain about it.

“Hey, Matty.” You called back, pushing yourself up and leaning back on your hands. For a second, Matt didn’t respond, only watched you with a grin on his face. You raised a brow at him, questioning him silently and that seemed to spur him on.

“C’mere.” Matt nodded with his head in his direction, and that was all it took for you to stand to your feet and cross the short distance to the fence. He was leaning with his forearms across it, head resting on his chin. You pushed yourself up to your tip-toes and pressed a quick kiss to his lips before settling back down on flat feet. Matt hummed in content, his eyes staying closed a second or two longer after the kiss ended and you admired what the summer sun did to your boyfriend.

“I can’t believe that we could have been doing that since middle school.” Matt joked, and you rolled your eyes.

“We could’ve been doing that all last summer, too, if you had just talked to me.” You chirped, unable to let the opportunity pass through your fingertips.

“You’re going to hold that over me until the day I die, huh?” He groaned playfully, pouting his lips for another kiss you couldn’t help but give him. You agreed with a hum and a teasing grin, feeling nothing but love through your whole body under your boyfriend’s gaze. Before you could respond, your phone started ringing from where you left it on your towel.

Matt, ever the gentleman, admired the roses your mom had planted the week before as you bent over to pick up the device, but also was a simple man in love, and couldn’t help it if his gaze landed on you for a moment.

You ignored him, checking the number that was calling you to see a Calgary area code. Matt watched you as you answered, grinning to himself when he saw your wide smile. He listened to you thank whoever was on the line profusely, and after you bid them goodbye and hung up you squealed in excitement. Matt chuckled as you bounded over to him, grabbing his face with both your hands and pulling him over the edge of the fence to connect your lips.

“We got the house.” You mumbled against his lips and Matt pulled back with a surprised look on his face, though he was still smiling because he was with you, and there was no way he could not smile when you were looking at him with the utmost love in your eyes.

“You’re serious?” And though Matt spent nearly his entire life thankful for the fence between his yard and yours, there was nothing more than it that he hated in that moment. He held up one finger, as if to tell you to hold one for a minute, before he took a step back and hopped over the fence.

“Matthew!” You chided, because the fence was just tall enough that he shouldn’t be doing that, but you weren’t given the chance to tell him that because he was sweeping you into his arms for a hug.

“Can you tell my mom we’re moving in together?” He mumbled into the crook of your neck. You pulled back, looking at him with a confused expression. You were certain that he had told Chantal already, but from the sheepish grin he was giving you, you realized he was being serious.

“You haven’t told her?” You sighed, exasperated but in good fun. Instead of responding right away, Matt ducked his head down to press his lips to yours for a quick kiss. Though he was usually a pretty good distraction, this was different. “Matt, we just bought a house.”

“I don’t want her to call me soft.” He was joking, but you rolled your eyes at him nonetheless. Matt closed his eyes in content as you ran your fingers through his curls. The way he was acting was completely contradictory towards what he had just said, but he couldn’t find it in him to care.

“You are soft, Matty.” He chuckled, though he couldn’t argue.

He never could argue when it came to you.

#matthew tkachuk #Matthew tkachuk imagine #Matthew tkachuk imagines #Matthew tkachuk x reader #calgary flames #calgary flames imagine #hockey #hockey imagine #nhl #NHL imagine

[five0mcdanno]

10x21 reactions

Over all I really enjoyed this episode. A lot of what Steve is going through right now I relate strongly too so I might have a different opinion than most people. I’m looking forward to seeing where the finale takes us.

Spoilers under the cut.

What an entrance for Lincoln! Holy shit! 

I love that Danny tracked Steve down because he wasn’t answering his phone and he got worried about him. 

Proud of and not surprised by Steve for not wanting to deal with anymore of his mother's bullshit. You don't have to follow her cryptic clues anymore babe. Its okay.

It’s infuriates me that Doris is still messing with Steve even from beyond the grave. She’s dead and he still can rest. I don’t care what this cypher says because it can only hurt Steve and I’m glad Steve is done with her and her shit (even though we know he’s gonna try to figure it out let’s be real)

God 10 years. It’s been 10 years. I'm shocked by that fact too Danno. Wow.

Aww poor Steve. He's so tired and lost right now. I don’t blame him. It’s been a hard year for him. 

I love when Steve stars down scary guys like its nothing. This dude is giving him his biggest murder face and Steve is just  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Ooooh Tani sees Danno’s worry face and now she’s worried. I love that Tani knows to go to Steve’s husband tho. Danny's got his boy.

Okay I love this new view of Iolani Palace. It’s quite beautiful and I love getting different glimpses/perspectives of headquarters. Imagine the talks and breaks spent at this balcony though. 

It’s interesting hearing them talk about Steve being burned out and how Danny’s seen it happened to many cops. Danny saying  "I never thought it would happen to Steve" is interesting. They basically gave Steve Alex’s story line and I kind of love that? Cause it’s makes sense that Steve is burned out from all of this. And yeah everything from the last ten years makes you think that Steve could do this forever but no one can do this forever. This year just proved to be too much for Steve and now Danny is starting to see that.

I hate that Tani is questioning if  Steve will still have their back in the same way. What the fuck? Steve will always have their back, be the back up they can rely on. Screw that Tani. 

Chuck Norris! Ha!

Whoa. Lincoln is sort of a badass. Wish he could have been introduced before the show only had two episodes left. I like him and would have liked to see more of him. 

Tani has always had this weird infatuation with Steve and you can see it again here with her talk with Junior and it just kind of rubs me the wrong way? Idk. There’s being worried about him and there’s whatever it is Tani is doing. And having Junior talk to him wont help, hun. Especially because Danny just told you he’d take care of it. Let Danny handle it. Hes the only one who can because anyone Steve would deflect like crazy. He’d only be open with Danny on this. 

Oh Lincoln. I'm so sorry for what you've been through. That’s horrible. Steve’s right babe you don’t have anything to atone for. It wasn’t your fault. You did what you could.

Completely side note here but Danny is so fucking hot. I know everyone loves Steve and so do I but I find Danny sexier. Look at his stance in the interrogation room when he gets Steve. He’s sexy. So is Steve but I just love Danny so much. 

That is such a cool transition from the work area to Steve’s office!!! I love that!

Ha Danny and Steve immediately play the “I don’t know what you’re talking about” game. They know each other so well.

I’m kind of surprised Steve gave in so easily? Like normally he’d fight it or find a loop hole but he just straight up gave in with no alternate plan and with lives on the line. 

Of course Lincoln escapes. He’s got Steve’s chutzpah.

This shoot out is so cool! Look at how badass everyone is! Junior’s sniper shot, Lincoln’s badass moves, Danny and Steve working wonderfully together, Quinn making that split second shot and saving Adam while Adam takes out the guy. I love it. It’s great.

Danny: “I think this guy might be crazier than you Steve: “I think you’re right” hahaha!!

Can I just say real quick that I love how EVERYONE is in this episode. No one was missing. Steve, Danny, Lou, Adam, Tani, Junior, Quinn, Noelani. Everyone is there. I love that. Wish we had more episodes like that.

ALSO, I love that there is ONE plot. ONE. So many episodes have like 3 plots woven in and that takes away time away from making sure each plot is executed fully. But this episode has one plot. If anything, the side plot is Steve’s existential crisis and Doris but it’s woven in so seamlessly with the main plot that it works. Why couldn’t the past few seasons be this good?

Ahh there’s the pulling strings Steve we know so well. He was just waiting for the right moment to do it. Now Lincoln is free.

If this decoder friend Lincoln knows is Catherine I will shit a brick. DON’T BE CATHERINE! Not that there’s any clues to it there, just a thought I had, but if it is I will be so upset.

"I’m not replacing you, you're my my Danno"  asdshgjksdk STEVEN!!! I LOVE THIS!! I LOVE THESE TWO IDIOTS SO MUCH!!!!

This talk. Oh Steve. Hun. I don’t blame you for feeling this way. I understand it so much but god I don’t want you to go. I want you to live with Danny forever. But I understand it. See my thoughts on it all here.

Danny telling Steve to go to Jersey is the best! Yes Steve! Go to Jersey! You and Danno should go to Jersey together. Charlie can come. And of course Danny would suggest it because he kind of did the opposite? Danny left Jersey and came to Hawaii and gained perspective on his life. Maybe he thinks Steve leaving Hawaii to go to Jersey could get him the clarity he wants. It’s kind of cute.

Oh shit oh shit oh shit is this it? Danny’s going into the house. Alone. Is this it? Is this when Danno gets taken!?

BAMF DANNO IS MY FAV!! THIS FIGHT IS INCREDIBLE!!! KICK HIS ASS (I'm saying that to both Danno and to the burglar because I like Danny whump lol)

Steve is freaking out here hearing the sounds of a fight coming from his house which Danny just went into. Look at his face, look at him running towards the house in fear and confusion. 

Okay.....he didn’t get taken. I was so sure he was gonna be taken at the end of the episode. And he wasn’t. Whaaaat.

Concerned about Danny Steve is my favorite Steve.

I love the new views of Steve’s house. I like seeing the layout and all of the knicknacks and such. Helps with my mental picture. I like detail maps of characters homes.

I AM VERY EXCITED TO SEE WHERE THIS GOES!!! How Danny gets taken, how they save him, what the cypher says, why Mrs. Wo Fat wants it, how they end the show. It’s gonna be interesting. I hope it ends happily.

#h50 spoilers #h50 #hawaii five 0 spoillers #hawaii five 0 #mod's thoughts #mod post #spoilers

[looneylooomis]

Blush (Danny Rayburn) Smut One Shot

Okay so my heart really goes out to Danny and the bullshit he had to endure at the expense of his own family. It just really hit a personal note with me. How he just yearned for closeness. So I wanted to give him that closeness with this fluffy smutty piece with a smidgen of angst (cause bloodline lol). Also I totally recommend listening to RY X “Howling” while reading this, it honestly inspired me to write this. It's such a gorgeous song. Enjoy!!

"The whole state of Florida would implode if there was such a thing as a cool night." Muttered a miffed feminine voice, burning cigarette wedged between her lush lips.

The warm breeze of a typical summer night in The Keys, caressed Jacqueline's bare arms and legs as she stood in the back alley of the club she was partying in.

Dressed in a tight black mesh tank top and short shorts, she was ready to have a fun night of getting absolutely blitzed. That was the case until her 'friend' bailed on her, leaving with some rando she met on the dance floor.

"What an idiot." Jacqueline muttered again in remembrance as she threw her cig, stomping whatever was left with her combat boot.

Heading back into the club, she felt inside her bra for her cell and pocket knife. Relieved that they were still in place. Never could be too safe.

Ordering a shot of whiskey, she observed the mirage of bodies on the dance floor. Quickly downing the shot, she decided that some flake wasn't going to ruin her night. And with that she headed towards the swarm of gyrating bodies.

Swaying her hips to the sensual beat, closing her eyes as her hands ran over her body, and through her soft long locks that bounced in sync with her. She didn't need anyone to have a damn good time.

The weight of large hands on curvy hips, made her pause for a moment then she whipped around. Pocket knife at the throat of the asshole who thought he could touch her without so much as a 'hello'.

Instead of some handsy creep, she stared into the crystal blue eyes of one, Danny Rayburn. Her glare turned into eyes wide in surprise and happiness as she lowered her knife.

"Geez, Jax. You sure do know how to welcome a guy home." Danny joked loudly over the blaring music, lip curling as he openly stared at her putting the folded knife back in her bra.

Jacqueline blushed at hearing his nickname for her. Only Danny ever called her "Jax". Whenever anyone else tried, she'd swat at them. Danny was the only one she'd ever allow to call her that.

"Well I sure do know how to leave a lasting impression." She flirted leaning close to his ear, biting her lip. "Don't I, Danny boy?"

Jacqueline's family, The DeLeos, had moved down to Florida when she was bordering on eighteen and her sister, Maria, was just shy of fourteen. Her DA father having been offered a lucrative deal with law firm sent the family to the sunshine state.

They had initially stayed at The Rayburn House while their new place was being renovated. That's where she first met Danny. He was significantly older than her but that didn't stop her from fawning over those mischievous baby blues.

Even at her young age, she noticed how differently everyone else in the Rayburn household treated Danny. The hurt look on his face after every interaction, he expertly masked such looks but Jacqueline could always see the hurt, the pain, the devastation.

A look she knew too well.

"You sure do. Wanna take this outside? As much as I love yelling over the music and all that." Danny chuckled at her excitable nod, steering her towards the exit.

"Phew, from one sweat infested area to another. What a relief." Jacqueline quipped, her bottom lip still wedged slightly between white teeth.

"So I ran into Maria at the gas station earlier, told me you came home early from college." Danny leaned lazily against the clubs brick wall, eyeing Jacqueline's face for a reaction. "Wanna talk about it?"

Danny always looked out for Jacqueline when she was younger, kept her wild child tendencies in line for the most part. Much to everyone but Jacqueline's surprise. He wanted her to be something, someone better. No one ever gave Danny the credit he deserved.

Jacqueline closed her eyes, fighting off anger at Maria for opening her goddamn mouth. She really didn't want to talk about school, hence why she grabbed the first so called 'friend' and hit the club. She didn't want to think, just be.

"Danny I really don't wanna do this right now. I mean...that's the whole reason I'm even out tonight!" She could feel tears threatening to fall, but stubbornly willed them back in place. "I just...please Danny...just let me be...just...'be' with me?"

Danny hated the way Jax's voice cracked especially towards the end. Something horrible happened to Jacqueline, didn't take a genius to figure that shit out. Fighting her about it wouldn't get him anywhere. When she was ready she'd explain. She always did.

"Okay okay...uh...where do you wanna just 'be'?" Danny knew the only way to perk Jax up was by teasing her and her quirky way of wording things. He knew it did the trick when he received a twinkling laugh in response.

"Hmmm, I don't know...how about our spot?" Jacqueline suggested as she wrestled her car keys out of her bra. Throwing them at Danny, pecking him on the cheek as she walked past him, "Come on Danny, it's been forever since I've been home long enough to see you, let alone our little nook of the beach!"

"And you want me to drive?" He asked following her black Jeep Cherokee. At her affirmative nod, he hopped in the drivers seat.

Legs stretched out, resting comfortably on the dash, Jacqueline's thoughts drifted.

Danny bringing up what Maria told him, however very vague and little, rehashed everything she was trying to forget tonight. Being with Danny would help, he always had a way of soothing her frantic nerves.

She'd be a total fool to deny that the school girl crush she always harbored for him, morphed into the ferocious beast that was called 'love'. Not knowing whether he requited such feelings, so she never mentioned it. But never did she hide how she felt either.

Pulling up near the shore, Danny parked the jeep. He looked over at the spacey beauty before him as she absentmindedly twirled her one blonde lock in her finger. How that one blonde lock contrasted with her chestnut locks. Jax was significantly younger than him, at a mere twenty-six to his forty-three. She didn't seem to give a shit about it, so neither did he.

He was always protective of her when she was younger, more of a little sister type at the time but then he was sent away. She tried to keep up a strong front but anyone could see the hurt that bubbled underneath the surface when he told her he had to go. Claimed she understood even while big doe eyes glistened with angry tears, though not directed at him. Never at him.

Seeing her now though, he couldn't believe this was the same girl, no..woman, that he teased about her fascination with Posh Spice. Eyes taking in her long legs covered in nothing but combat boots and short shorts. "Jesus Christ."

"Let me grab a towel and we'll be on our merry way!" Jacqueline grunted leaning over her seat, rustling through some random crap she had lodged in the back. Her wiggling rear end sending its own regards to Danny's ever growing attention.

Danny swiftly exited the vehicle, eyes swimming along the crashing waves, his gaze ended up on the blurry outline of his family's hotel. An old ache reared its ugly head as he rubbed his shoulder.

"Got it! Knew I had one stashed away in the back! Even found my old mini radio!!" Jacqueline giggled triumphantly, making her way towards Danny. The giggling died down after seeing his hand resting on his shoulder and what his gaze lingered on.

Pulling at him so he was now staring at her, she spoke "Danny remember this is not a night of thinking, it's a night of 'being'." A rosy color tinted high cheekbones as a gentle hand soothed his ache, "Let's just be, okay?"

Grabbing his other hand, she pulled him along the sandy ground, towards a small secluded area that not too many people seemed to ever notice, perfectly dubbed their "spot". Their little oceanic nook.

"Always could make you blush." Danny teased, breaking out of his thoughts. A mischievous grin stretched out on his face as she spread out the large beach towel, "Without even trying, I might add."

"You've done a lot of things to me without even trying, Danny Rayburn." Jacqueline admitted, her blush deepening. She was thankful for her olive complexion, it hid some of the redness. It fooled some, but never Danny.

"Oh yeah? Care to elaborate?" Danny's voice roughened up slightly as he swallowed in anticipation.

"Well for starters, you've managed to be the only man to ever hold my heart. Still are in fact." Jacqueline bit her lip, tucking a blonde lock behind her ear as she stretched out on the towel.

"Jax, you don't want a fuck up like me." Danny sighed as he lied down next to her, the self loathing deep rooted inside him speaking out. "You're better than that." Than me. He added silently.

"When have you ever known me as someone who did something she didn't want?" Jacqueline could feel herself get angry as she fiddled with the small radio. A lone guitar started strumming away as the singer crooned.

"Well, Danny?!" At his lack of response, she shook her head letting out an exasperated chuckle. "Exactly."

“Gold I fell into your spell..”

"I've wanted....no needed you ever since we met. You've been there when you didn't have to. Hell, you still kept in touch when you were shoved out of here!" She might as well lay it all out on the line tonight. "I mean it was no secret I had such a stupid crush on you, but now it's...I don't know...become something more real. I need real...I need you."

Before Danny could respond, plush lips were pressed against his. She tasted of whiskey, cigarettes and lavender. A smokey bite yet with a soothing end note. A perfect contradiction.

Hands dived into her long hair as he pulled her closer into him. He nipped at her lips, groaning at the feel of her fingers slipping underneath his shirt, dancing up and down his spine.

“On the rite of god we fell.."

"Are you sure about this, Jacqueline?" He whispered, hating how vulnerable his voice sounded.

"As corny as it sounds...this is honestly the most sure I've been about...well anything." She confessed, knowing he was always dead serious whenever he called her by her whole name.

That was all the confirmation that was needed as he kissed along her neck, pushing down the straps of her tank top. Teasing the skin, earning a moan as he glance up the moonlight illuminating her face. Her cheeks still rosy.

“You were plush and I laid bare..”

Jacqueline pulled back ripping off her top along with the bra, exposing her chest to him. She went to tug his t-shirt off, he stopped her by flipping her so she was no laying on her back.

Danny made quick work with his lips as his littered her perky chest with love bites. He lavished her taut nipples with his tongue, the rosy tips pointed in the warm breeze. He marked his way down her slim stomach pausing at her shorts.

Large hands easily unbuttoned and removed her tiny shorts. He bit hard on his lip at the lack of panties.

"Oh you naughty girl." He rasped into her skin as he continued moving his lips down to her sex.

“You had me howling..”

"Oh, Danny..." Jacqueline moaned at the feel of his tongue gliding along her lower lips, the way he teased her clit. She was in bliss.

The build up she felt as he lapped and nipped at her was at its peak when stars burst in her vision, following a raspy howl that escaped her lips.

The sight of Danny lick his lips, reveling in the taste of her, aroused her even more. She pulled him to her, ripping off his shirt. Making him lay down as she now trailed her lips up and down his chest. Touching every inch of him that she could.

“Cold I fell into your skin..”

Tearing his pants from his legs, she beamed at how ready he was for her. She could feel his eyes on her as she watched his cock twitch excitedly.

"You now know another reason why I love making you blush." Danny husked out, grinning widely at the now furious blush covering the apples of her cheeks. "Oh sweetheart, you have no idea what you do to me."

Jacqueline licked her lips as she pressed them to the tip of his thick cock. Relishing in the gasp escaping his lips. Trailing her tongue along the length of his shaft and back up, she took him in her mouth.

“On the night you led me.."

Head bobbing back and forth, she hollowed out her cheeks looking over at Danny, whose line of sight never strayed from her. Him watching her made her feel confident in what she was doing, as delicately soft hands massaged his balls while her tongue continued its sinful dance along his cock.

"Fucking Christ, Jax... that's it baby...shittt!" Danny could feel himself getting close and as great as this felt, he wanted to be inside her more. "Jax, babygirl ya gotta stop or this'll be over before it really begins."

“Under your sin..”

Swapping positions with her, he placed himself between he legs, rubbing his wet cock along her waiting pussy. Slowing sinking into her warmth, he could feel his eyes threaten to roll back to his skull. "Shit."

Jacqueline felt like she was gonna cum again already as his cock stretched and stroked her walls in the most delicious of ways. The sound of their skin smacking against each other, the heat they gave off, the ever escalating spasms in her body...the overstimulation of it all was enough to make her blow.

“You had me howling..”

"Ohhhh, DANNY!" She didn't give a rats ass if anyone heard her, she was riding out this ecstasy train full steam ahead. Toes curled, legs shook, she felt completely elevated. Like she was floating on air.

Seeing her face relax and hearing her appreciative moans, as her body shook and pleaded with him, the pressure that was building within him was coming to a hilt. His pace quickened, her walls clamped down around him and then he was gone.

His vision blackened for a second as he basked in his release. White ribbons of cum showered her inner walls, filling her inside.

“You had me howling..”

"Jaxie..Jaxx... fuck Jacquelinee.." Her name was a repetitive murmur along his lips as his body became a boneless heap.

Breathing heavily, he chuckled at the goofy relaxed grin Jacqueline was sporting as he laid next to her. A different kind of warmth spread through him as she nuzzled her face in the crook of his neck.

"Jax?" Danny asked breaking the tranquility of the moment, hand gently stroking her cheek.

"Yeah, Danny?" She responded leaning into his touch.

"You're real for me too."

“Blush..”

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