Name's Danny. Just Danny. I live in Beacon Hills, I like lacrosse, and recently all my friends are acting a little strange.


*This is an RP blog devoted to Danny from Teen Wolf*

 

beaconhillsjersey24:

hackerdanny:

 

-He interrupts what looks like an escalating confrontation, putting a calming hand on Jesse’s arm and turning to Stiles-

Stiles, why are you here?  Were you looking for us for some reason? -maybe if he can remind Stiles of his actual purpose, he can distract him from what he overheard.  Especially because he doesn’t know exactly what Stiles heard. 

-Stiles gives Jesse another look, still not quite trusting himself to take his eyes off him. But he forces himself to look at Danny, sighing.

I heard that you got hurt. Jesse took too many pills, and you… -He trails off, because he doesn’t know how to end that sentence. He doesn’t want to think about horrible things happening to Danny.-

Look. You guys are planning something. Obviously. Because if you weren’t, you’d be idiots of the first degree. So. What are your plans for getting Meg back?

How the fuck —?

-How the hell did Stiles even find out about the pills.  No one besides Amets and his parents are supposed to know the pills exist at all.  But of course Stiles would somehow find out, because he’s Stiles.  So he cuts off his question for another time and focuses on the more present issue-

We need to get her soul back.  Her essence. -Jesse gives him a warning look, but at this point he doesn’t think they have much of a choice-  We have a way to do it.  Meg bought this place for a reason.  It can get us to where she is.

beaconhillsjersey24:

spawnofperdition:

beaconhillsjersey24:

-Stiles isn’t even sure why he decided to go to The Sevens. He tends to avoid it, especially since Jesse’s there all the time, and that’s just kind of awkward, but he heard about Danny and how Jesse almost killed him by taking too many of those damn pills, and he just can’t not go. So he lurks. And, honestly, he was just going to step around the corner in the beginning and announce his presence, but hearing Danny and Jesse talking stopped him. So he listens. And as he listens, he grows more and more worried. What they’re planning sound dangerous, and awkward situations be damned, he’s not going to let Danny put himself in harm’s way. Again. So he steels himself and steps out from around the corner, looking at the other two boys.-

Why do you need things from Amets? And why are you going to lie to Ellen?

-Wow. Really? Of all people…-

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Hmm, I don’t know. Maybe this is a conversation that’s not any of your business. -They’re in the back room of the bar so there’s really no way Stiles can possibly say he wasn’t purposefully snooping.- How did you even get back here? 

Any of my business? -Stiles repeats what Jesse said, because he almost can’t believe it.- Ellen’s my mom. Or close enough to it. And this is my town, and what you’re talking about sound dangerous. Like, beyond what we’ve ever done before dangerous.

-He purposefully ignores the question of how he got back there, because that’s not really that important. Is it? Not particularly. He’s there now, and that’s really all that matters.-

-He interrupts what looks like an escalating confrontation, putting a calming hand on Jesse’s arm and turning to Stiles-

Stiles, why are you here?  Were you looking for us for some reason? -maybe if he can remind Stiles of his actual purpose, he can distract him from what he overheard.  Especially because he doesn’t know exactly what Stiles heard. 

spawnofperdition:

-Jesse runs his palm along the concrete wall, the sound of glass clinking as the new barkeeps get everything ready for the night ahead out front. It still feels weird not to be one of them. Soon enough Leah will be starting her playlist for the night and people will be filing in for one more night before Monday’s hangovers set in. But for now, it’s the quiet before the storm. For the bar and them as well.-

We’ll need to get Ellen to put out special rates next weekend. Make a theme party or something to lure as many people in here as possible to power the doorway. Tell her we need the funds in order to keep searching for Meg so she doesn’t ask too many questions. 

I don’t like lying to Ellen. -Jesse opens his mouth, no doubt to protest, but Danny doesn’t give him the chance-  But yeah, I know.  She’d never let us open the doorway. -Mr. Argent hadn’t wanted to them to do it either, but Peter had given him some kind of look that had inexplicably quelled his protest and had him giving them cart blanche access to the weapons he kept locked in a cage-

And Amets said she’d have some things for us by Wedensday?

spawnofperdition:

hackerdanny:

-He’s holding Jesse, who’s holding Meg, and they’re covered in blood; it’s all so macabre and all so his life now, that the blood and the body only seem strange in so much that it’s Meg.

He nods, his face pressed into Jesse’s hair-

Okay.  Yeah.  But we have to be smart.  We can’t just run in angry and half cocked.  We have to prepare.  -he stops- How the hell do we even prepare?  What’s this place like?  What do we need?  Weapons?  Magic?

-He stops again and looks around. They’re not safe here.  Too much open ground.  They need to go-

We need to get out of here.  Take Meg somewhere her body can be preserved.

Okay. -Dead bodies don’t bother Jesse. But looking at Meg lifeless is making his skin crawl.- There’s a ritual we can do to restore her body once we get her back. Meg taught me. 

-They take her somewhere isolated anyway. Cold, where no man or animal will bother her while they’re gone. It’s not until they get back home and showered clean of her blood and make small talk with the family that Jesse picks up their conversation.-

We need every weapon we can get our hands on. Magic and practical. No one really knows what demon purgatory is like. There’s so little lore it’s hard to know what’s myth and what’s fact. But hell can be perceived differently by everyone, taking on each individual nightmare. If it’s anything like that…let’s hope it’s nothing like that. 

Call Amets.  Let’s see what she can give us.  And then we should go to DILF Headquarters and load up.  And you need to tell me everything you know, myth or not.

-He tugs Jesse to him and cups his face-  We’re gonna get her back.  And then…then we’re gonna kill Crowley.

spawnofperdition:

hackerdanny:

spawnofperdition:

hackerdanny:

-At first he’s too relieved to even focus on what Jesse is saying.  Jesse’s not hurting anymore.  And Meg is back.  She must have somehow escaped.  Gotten away from that bastard Crowley.  He wonders if they can talk Chris and Peter into helping them hunt him down.  And put him down.

Then Jesse is pressing his fingers into Danny’s tattoo, and the fear in his eyes yanks Danny back to reality.  He reaches out for Meg and…-

She’s not close.  That doesn’t make sense.  -He grabs his phone and taps his Maps app, tracing his finger across the United States as he follows the pull of the tattoo-

She’s in Missouri.  How can she be in Missouri?

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Her…her body’s in Missouri. She’s not in her body anymore. Meg wouldn’t do that. Not with the tattoo and us. Even if she’d had to, she would have come straight to us. 

That bastard. -Jesse stands up and scrubs his hand down his face.- After everything, he killed her. Crowley killed her. 

-He stops as a thought comes to him.-

Maybe he’s still there. We can kill him. 

No. -Danny protests because it’s unthinkable-  She’s not dead.  She can’t be. -Not after all they’ve been through.  Not after how hard they’ve worked to find her.  Not after… Meg is family.-

She’s just smoked out for some reason.  Like she did when she was in my mom.  She’s probably just…

-Jesse grabs his arm and gives him a not quite gentle shake to snap him out of it.

No.  She didn’t.  And we’re wasting time.  Are you coming or not?-

Coming -he says firmly.  There’s no way he’s letting Jesse go alone.  Just in case…

He doesn’t even finish the thought before Jesse is wrapping his arms around him and then they’re standing in the dark next to some kind of abandoned warehouse.  Jesse looks down and makes a choking sound.  Danny follows his gaze and tears immediately prick at the corners of his eyes.

It’s Meg.  Or Meg’s body, to be more exact.  She’s lying in a pool of blood, but for some reason the one thing Danny can focus on is the fact that her hair is dyed blonde-

Why…why is her hair bleached?

I…I don’t know. -Jesse’s knees hit the ground hard by her body and his hands shake when he reaches for her.- She would have hated it.

-Meg’s …Meg’s his family. The only family he could claim before Danny came into his life. The only entity of hell he wanted to claim. She was just supposed to be a way out but she showed him he didn’t have to be anything but him. No matter what happened.-

I’m so sorry. I tried. I tried so hard to find you. But I fucked up. You saved me and I couldn’t even return the favor. 

-Jesse’s not sure how long they sit there, getting blood on their hands and holding the body that was only Meg in so much as she wanted it to be. He sniffs, brushing her hair back out of her face then smiles as he can so clearly see her eyeroll over their display.-

We can get her back, Danny. We know where she is and we have the doorway. I owe her that. 

-He’s holding Jesse, who’s holding Meg, and they’re covered in blood; it’s all so macabre and all so his life now, that the blood and the body only seem strange in so much that it’s Meg.

He nods, his face pressed into Jesse’s hair-

Okay.  Yeah.  But we have to be smart.  We can’t just run in angry and half cocked.  We have to prepare.  -he stops- How the hell do we even prepare?  What’s this place like?  What do we need?  Weapons?  Magic?

-He stops again and looks around. They’re not safe here.  Too much open ground.  They need to go-

We need to get out of here.  Take Meg somewhere her body can be preserved.

spawnofperdition:

hackerdanny:

-At first he’s too relieved to even focus on what Jesse is saying.  Jesse’s not hurting anymore.  And Meg is back.  She must have somehow escaped.  Gotten away from that bastard Crowley.  He wonders if they can talk Chris and Peter into helping them hunt him down.  And put him down.

Then Jesse is pressing his fingers into Danny’s tattoo, and the fear in his eyes yanks Danny back to reality.  He reaches out for Meg and…-

She’s not close.  That doesn’t make sense.  -He grabs his phone and taps his Maps app, tracing his finger across the United States as he follows the pull of the tattoo-

She’s in Missouri.  How can she be in Missouri?

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Her…her body’s in Missouri. She’s not in her body anymore. Meg wouldn’t do that. Not with the tattoo and us. Even if she’d had to, she would have come straight to us. 

That bastard. -Jesse stands up and scrubs his hand down his face.- After everything, he killed her. Crowley killed her. 

-He stops as a thought comes to him.-

Maybe he’s still there. We can kill him. 

No. -Danny protests because it’s unthinkable-  She’s not dead.  She can’t be. -Not after all they’ve been through.  Not after how hard they’ve worked to find her.  Not after… Meg is family.-

She’s just smoked out for some reason.  Like she did when she was in my mom.  She’s probably just…

-Jesse grabs his arm and gives him a not quite gentle shake to snap him out of it.

No.  She didn’t.  And we’re wasting time.  Are you coming or not?-

Coming -he says firmly.  There’s no way he’s letting Jesse go alone.  Just in case…

He doesn’t even finish the thought before Jesse is wrapping his arms around him and then they’re standing in the dark next to some kind of abandoned warehouse.  Jesse looks down and makes a choking sound.  Danny follows his gaze and tears immediately prick at the corners of his eyes.

It’s Meg.  Or Meg’s body, to be more exact.  She’s lying in a pool of blood, but for some reason the one thing Danny can focus on is the fact that her hair is dyed blonde-

Why…why is her hair bleached?

spawnofperdition:

-Danny passes him the basil, brushing his thumb along Jesse’s inner wrist with a small smile as he does. They’re making dinner for Danny’s parents tonight, a surprise for when they get home after calling to say they were working late.

There are still circles under Danny’s eyes, welling up guilt in the pit of Jesse’s stomach. They both know he’s still taking pills, but not nearly as much as before. They’re not talking about it. Danny doesn’t mention the headaches he gets. Jesse doesn’t mention the cold baths he takes to try and fool his body into thinking he’s not burning from the inside out. 

And then, all at once, Jesse’s legs go out from under him. Something goes scattering across the counter as Danny reaches for him to catch him before he falls. 

Jesse! What’s wrong? Baby, what’s wrong?

Danny’s thumb comes away wet when he wipes at Jesse’s face. And then he starts laughing. Danny looks more freaked out by the laughter than the tears but Jesse never thought he would feel this way again.-

I don’t hurt. It doesn’t hurt anymore.

-Meg has to be close for the bond to have let up. Only he realizes that for the first time in months, he can feel her location again.

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Meg’s not in Beacon Hills. She’s not even in California.-

No. No. -Scrambling for Danny’s hairline, he presses into the tattoo hidden there.- Can you feel her?

-Maybe he’s losing his mind. He has to be. Because she can’t be… not that. Anything but that.-

-At first he’s too relieved to even focus on what Jesse is saying.  Jesse’s not hurting anymore.  And Meg is back.  She must have somehow escaped.  Gotten away from that bastard Crowley.  He wonders if they can talk Chris and Peter into helping them hunt him down.  And put him down.

Then Jesse is pressing his fingers into Danny’s tattoo, and the fear in his eyes yanks Danny back to reality.  He reaches out for Meg and…-

She’s not close.  That doesn’t make sense.  -He grabs his phone and taps his Maps app, tracing his finger across the United States as he follows the pull of the tattoo-

She’s in Missouri.  How can she be in Missouri?

spawnofperdition asked
Goosebumps, liver, nose

Goosebumps: What scares you the most?

You being hurt.  Crowley finding you.  My mom and dad getting pulled further into all this stuff.

Liver: What is your biggest pet peeve?

People keeping things from me to protect me. 

Nose: What is your favourite scent?

The smell of my Aunt’s house in Hawaii.

hackerdanny asked
Bum, ears, spine

beaconhillsjersey24:

beaconhillsjersey24:

Bum: List 3 of your guilty pleasures

Not fair, Danny. Definitely not fair. Curly fries, obviously. Disney movies. Real bacon.

Ears: How often do you eavesdrop?

Every chance I get.

Spine: What is your biggest weakness?

I’ll do anything for the people I care about. And yeah, I think that’s one of the best things about me, but also my biggest weakness. 

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I… I guess I never really apologized for that. I’m sorry, Danny. I thought I was doing the right thing, that it was the only way to keep you safe. I am so, so sorry, and I hope you’ll be able to forgive me one day.

You know I forgave you ages ago, man.  You were my friend a long time before we dated, and you’re still my friend now that we’re not.

imthealphanow asked
Birth marks, Ears, Eyes

Birth marks: Do you have a favourite tale?

Any of my mom’s stories about her life as a teenager.  She was surprisingly scary.

Ears: How often do you eavesdrop?

As little as possible.  It’s rude.  People deserve their privacy.  Unless we’re hunting.  Then I do what I have to.

Eyes: What has changed from how you see the world now and how you saw it 5 years ago?

Well, five years ago I had never killed anyone, so that’s a pretty big change.  Also, I know that all the stories are true.