#danson

[scuderlia]

tldr; she left her bra after the threesome and you expected him not to put it on?

The close of the door is sharp when she leaves. 

Jenson stretches with a groan, eyes whiting out before they focus on something frilly, and pink, laid out on the floor. “Fucking hell,” he mumbles, leaning down to grab it. 

It’s a bra—her bra, the girl who just left. They probably could’ve been a little nicer but, well, Jenson blames the alcohol, and the Daniel of it all. That part—the Daniel part, is still on this side of the door. And Jenson’s got a bra in his hand. It’s all just… details, really. 

Jenson keeps his hand behind his back, fiddling with the clasps as he crosses over from the bathroom. He’s still half hard, lazily tucked into his underwear in a way that makes him go warm with every rub of the fabric.  

Daniel’s sitting propped up against the headboard. His legs are stretched out, one of his big hands covering his crotch like he’s pretending to be modest. 

“Hah, look,” Jenson says, falling back onto the bed with a bounce. He tosses the bra onto Daniel’s stomach, watching how his abs tense as one of the straps hits the inside of his thigh. Jenson waits for Daniel to say something funny, crack a joke about the lace being sticky or yell and throw the thing back. But he doesn’t, he just sits, eyes blown three times their usual size. 

“You could… put it on,” Jenson manages to say, trying to distract himself from the tiny voice in the back of his head that’s telling him to focus on how Daniel’s had to readjust the hand he has over his cock every few seconds. He ignores it, and focuses on the bra instead. 

“Y-yeah?” Daniel replies, like he’s asking for permission. 

“I mean, if you want—”

“I’ll put it on.” Daniel looks sure, but the shakiness of his voice betrays him, and Jenson watches with a dry mouth as Daniel’s tongue flashes out between the swell of his lips. 

There’s a pause—Jenson feels his body tense as Daniel sits up straighter next to him. He twists at the waist, bringing one thigh up to obscure the view of his, well—Jenson’s seen it already, and he wants to neg Daniel about his virginal modesty. It never comes. 

It’s kind of obvious that Daniel’s never put on a bra before, but with the way he fumbles with the straps, Jenson starts to wonder if he’s ever even taken one off. 

“Mate, let me do it.” Jenson shuffles over, careful to leave a gap between his chest and Daniel’s back.

[veryimportantsparkles]

I had set my Soul Silver run aside for a while but I really need to get back on that. Currently, I've beaten the Elite Four the first time around, but then was going to go do all the Kanto gyms with the 5 Pokemon that were originally on the used cartridge I bought. They're still trying to level and get their movesets. In the meanwhile I decided to try designing Danson, the starter for that original file. I've had the idea in my head but hadn't committed it to paper yet. Now I have!

Danson's original file was made in 2011, so he's 13 years old. I have older Pokemon (Tortoise is 26 if we count the dead version of him, and Mashimizu is a continuous 20) but I wanted this one to feel aged. That's a rough thirteen. It's all stress. Being left in a cave and sold on ebay was worse than being outright deleted. He's had a rough life but he also hasn't seen anything. His life is just now truly beginning.

The fun part of the challenge was taking the fanciful, flowery, goofy-looking Meganium and making a grizzled old man. As you can see I dramatically messed with the color palette. I guess that makes me a coward, that I couldn't make a grizzled old man with bright green and pink clothes. So be it.

[thok-best-piraka]

Its ダンソン sunday

[preet-01]

Here’s a quick little Daniel/Jenson Tudor AU since part 2 of my Maxiel Renaissance AU is going to take another week because I found myself disliking how some parts were written when I was editing it

cw: mpreg

word count: 862

A daughter.

He gives birth to a daughter. A beautiful daughter he loves more than anything or anyone he has loved before. But the baby is a daughter and the King wants an heir. Not a female heir because he already has that in Mary, but a male heir – something his first wife couldn’t provide him and had hoped that Daniel could provide him.

“My Queen, you should be in bed,” his attendant says, running after Daniel as he gets ready to attend court.

Daniel cannot be abed. He cannot hide away in his rooms with only his daughter for company. He cannot show weakness. Not now when his position isn’t secured and courtiers whisper about the King’s desire for a son.

The King had married him for love. He had separated England from the Vatican for him. He had set aside a Spanish Princess for him. He had done all that for Daniel. For Daniel who is still young and has plenty childbearing years ahead of him. For Daniel who aroused both his body and mind.

Daniel is the Queen of England, the wife of King Jenson, the mother to his second daughter and future heirs. Daniel is who Jenson changed history and traditions for.

He will not hide. He will not cower. He will take his place by his King’s side, by his husband’s side with a crown atop his head and a smile on his lips.

“Help me dress,” he orders, “the King will take the throne soon.” There’s a red gown Jenson loves to see him in. It’s a deep red that Daniel didn’t often wear, preferring his favored dark blues and light greens. But every time Daniel wore it, Jenson was more amorous, more willing to listen to Daniel, just more everything.

His nether regions ache as the gown is pulled on and tightly laced. There is nothing he wants more than to rest. It had only been three days since he gave birth — it had been a long birth with Daniel’s screams echoing in the palace halls as his husband paced outside the bedchamber. “My necklace,” he asks. It’s a long string of pearls with a golden D hanging at the center. Daniel almost always wore that necklace. It had become a part of him once he’d married Jenson.

The crown is the last piece. He chooses one made of gold and pearls that rests in his curls. It is more extravagant than his daily headpieces. Heavier than them too. Daniel can already feel the ache he’s sure to experience in a few hours.

“I truly must ask you to refrain from-”

“I cannot rest in bed all day. Not anymore,” Daniel cuts him off. He had security when the child was still in his womb. They hadn’t known then that the babe was a girl instead of a boy. Jenson had wanted him to rest to ensure the safety of his unborn heir, for the health of the boy Jenson had desperately wanted since he became King.

The walk to the throne room is slow and tortuous. But Daniel keeps his head high with an easy smile on his lips. All around him courtiers stop and bow when they pass him, only to talk about his failures as Queen when they think he cannot hear them.

Jenson sits on the throne when Daniel enters, ready to begin the petitions. But all activity stops when Daniel is announced by a steward. Daniel ignores all of that as he makes his way toward Jenson, staring into the eyes of the man he had married. “My King,” Daniel says, curtsying when he is at the foot of the throne. “Apologies for being late,” he continues.

“There is no need, my love,” Jenson says. To his surprise, Jenson stands from his throne and takes a few steps down to stand in front of him. “You should be resting,” he says in a low whisper as he leans in for a kiss. Jenson had broken England from the Vatican for him, the court expected affection from them. Their love had changed the lives of all their people.

“I could not bear to be apart from you, husband dear,” Daniel says with a gentle smile, lying straight through his teeth. He wanted his daughter’s company, not his husband’s demanding gaze. But wants do not outweigh needs.

Daniel says nothing about the whispers he had heard. Of how Jenson didn’t entertain whores but noble ladies and lords in his bedchamber. Whores were of no threat to Daniel’s position, but noble ladies and lords? He was sure more than a handful wanted his crown for themselves. Daniel had ousted one Queen himself.

“Bring a chair for the Queen,” Jenson orders one of his men. It takes only a few minutes for a chair to be procured. “Rest, my love,” Jenson says, helping him sit in the chair before returning to the throne.

Daniel smiles up at Jenson.

In a few weeks, he’ll be okay to resume marital duties and give Jenson a son. Jenson may wander, but at the end of the day, he returns to Daniel.

He married Daniel.

He wanted Daniel.

[magical-diaries-hanako]

Redrew one of my favorite images in the Wolf Hall game in my style!

[chellokoru]

doodle / danson

[ka7ra]

[shmoo06]

big mood

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

The Good Place 2x6 | A Man On The Inside 1x8

[unbfacts]

When he was 11, Ted Danson and his friends cut down multiple highway billboards around Flagstaff, Arizona, because they obstructed scenic views of nature. His father, a museum curator, discovered their involvement when he noticed that billboards promoting the Museum of Northern Arizona were mysteriously untouched.

[whim-prone-pirate]

is ted danson allowed to be in a show and not wear a full suit

[duchessofostergotlands]

Started watching A Man on the Inside and I just want to know what demon Mike Schur made a deal with because I'm already emotional about an old man losing the woman he loved for most of his life and having to try and find a way to live without her and I'm less than 10 minutes in.

[veryimportantsparkles]

I'm still figuring out what Daniel's going to end up like. For most of my world sacrifices (the last Pokemon left in the file before you reset the game), they remember dying and then being brought back when you recapture them. On my Soul Silver team, Daniel is still figuring it out. I realized that, because I caught him in the Slowpoke Well, he's been personally victimized by Team Rocket (in both game files), and I think he's more aware of that than he is of the entire world getting reset. We just finished up Team Rocket's siege of Goldenrod City, and that means we had the second battle with Proton, the Rocket Executive who was down there in the well cutting off tails. Daniel recognized him, and that was the most alert I think the kid's ever been. So that's why I decided he has the little growing-back tail nub. He feels pain on a delay but that doesn't mean he doesn't remember it. Some time soon I'll have to talk to him about how he experienced the file reset.

I included a little drawing of Daniel with Danson, a Bayleef, the starter from the original file. Daniel is named after that file's OT, and that file's Pokemon (there are only five of them) think of him as being their responsibility to protect. Those Pokemon are sitting in my Platinum cartridge until we beat the E4, and in the meanwhile, my current Soul Silver team thinks of Daniel as being their kid to raise. He has two families in two worlds who care about him. Maybe I'll transfer them back in so that Daniel can explore postgame Kanto with them?

(Side note, the starter from Edmond's original file is a Swampert named Edson, and the two don't really know how to feel about each other. That Emerald file was complete, as opposed to Daniel's Soul Silver which was abandoned after one badge. Edson's bond with his original trainer would be much stronger than anything he could form with some new legacy character I offer to him. Edmond doesn't like to think about it, and avoids being around Edson.)

[theendlessbond]

i'm a simple person. i turn on a mike schur show starring ted danson as a loveable old man thinking 'surely they won't have lured me in with the promise of comedy and left me with a profound and devastating new revelation about life' and then i get to the end of the show like gosh darn it he's done it again

[jencsi]

Mini Good Place cast reunion at the premiere for A Man On The Inside

[smashorpassgilf]

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