Dream Daddies Rave

tags: @Dagda
WC: 523/4000
Urban Nights/Page 2, Post n°30

Summer. A hot time. Really hot. I mean smoking hot times. The beaches filled with people in barely anything at all that leave nothing to the imagination! Danny was living for summer! All the beautiful people roaming around showing off their bodies! He was gunning for some love! Ya know? That summer love stuff? Word on the street though, Fiore was having a country wide block party in all the cities available! What better way to cut some slack and find a hottie than at a party?! A rave at that! He found himself on a boat from Amber Island and headed to Fiore. Sammy was with one of Danny’s friends in Minstrel who wanted to see him for a bit, having a sleepover with their own child.

Danny was enjoying himself. No one could blow this for him. A little bit of freedom from his child for a day doesn’t hurt. He could be a bit more freer now. “Yeah, so free.” Arminius snorts as he is next to his brother in a brown long sleeve shirt, covered by a black hooded short sleeved trench coat and a pair of jeans. He was actually visible to others for once as he was wanting to experience this rave that they were going to as well. Danny was dressed in a green and white horizontal striped tank top under a purple, off the shoulder, asymmetrical hemmed, shirt and sported violet skinny jeans being held up by a yellow belt. His arms had various wristbands of rainbow colors and a couple rings were on his left index and middle fingers for decoration. “Free enough for game without worry.” The pink haired guy grins as he put on his sunglasses before checking on his carrot earring on his ear, making sure it was still there.

The ghost and his twin had found their way to Magnolia, finding their block party and the beautiful sights there were for them to see. Armi snorts to his twin and gives him a two finger salute as he starts to walk off. “Have fun finding your lover, punk.” “Says the punk. I’ll catch you around!” He gives his brother a peace sign for now as he shoves his hands in his pockets and leans towards a poster. ‘Urban Nights’ was stamped across the poster on a wall, and when he glanced farther into the town, the walls were coated with graffiti and neon lights lit up the night! Rave and cyberpunk was as far as his eyes could see. Music blasted from somewhere, and Danny found himself already hopping with excitement as he pumped his arm up in the air to the music. He got himself a pair of glowsticks at a vendor and held it up in the air after he got himself a fruity drink. He heard the bartender call it a ‘Summer Breeze’ and he was honestly excited for it! It had a rather raspberry taste to it, and he was glad he got it. He sipped his drink as he continued to dance on towards the dance floor. No way was he going to miss this!

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Space Dad

tags: @Dagda
WC: (1080) 2267/4000
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Danny was enjoying the party going on and was constantly on the move, bouncing around and head banging with some groups every now and then while he sipped on his drink. He threw his slender hand holding his pair of glowsticks up in the air once again and let out a wolf howl while he enjoyed himself. The music was pumping loud and with a great OOMPH. It was what he needed. The bass coursing through his body with the deep wubs shaking his core. He wanted to get closer to the speakers for it to rattle him and mess him up. Though, he’d definitely go for another way to be messed up that night too if he could. His summer breeze drink was near gone by this point in the dancing and jumping and hooting and hollering with the other party goers, enjoying his time and not even giving an ounce of attention to how much he had drunk his drink. He could get more and get shitfaced if he really wanted to tonight! Ain’t nobody telling him to slow down and watch his liquor intake!

As he was heading towards the DJ booth and the speakers, he could have sworn he heard his name being called out by someone. He paused and turned to look around. He didn’t look too far. The giant of a hunk was sitting not too far from him. Then the giant got up and made his way over to him, speaking his name once again. His eyes grew wide and a cheeky grin was on his face as he held his drink up to him as a greeting. Fuck his voice was an orgasm waiting to happen for the pink haired man. He half wished he would shout his name one more time, just close to him so he could reach that peek. “Dagda! God you’re looking sex-ay boo!” He cackles as he bit his bottom lip. He was checking out the taller man, not even hiding it that he was doing so. “Damn… You’re looking really great… should I be sure to go and grab a fire extinguisher because you are absolutely looking like fire!” He tries to be charming towards the man, pushing up his glasses to expose his purple eyes to the man.

He purses his lips as he glances towards the crowd closer to the DJ booth, then back to Dagda. “I honestly wasn’t expecting to see you here. What have you been up to lately?” He lightly stuck his tongue out, exposing his guild stamp and his tongue ring as he lightly jumped in place in tune with the music. An idea sparked in his mind, and he grinned slightly devilishly as he moved up to be right next to the giants side. “What do you say about hanging out with me during this bumping rave?” He leans closer to the man. A new song had come on and Danny was finishing off his drink just as a small clearing nearby the two happened. A dance off was starting between a pair of twin raver girls and some other schmuck. He wasn’t doing too well, and Danny felt hurt. “Arminius would cry.” He snorts to himself before he tilted his head back and took the rest of his drink down his throat. “Give me a song before you answer that, please?” There was a trashcan behind him, and he tossed the plastic cup in it before he threw himself in that circle, hip bumping the man out of the way.

As the girls begun dancing to the song, they were in sync with one another and they danced rather well. Danny raised an eyebrow as he listened to the song that was bumping loud. He nods his head just before he started stomping. He wasn’t a professional as well, but he knew he had some moves up his sleeve that could still rock this crowd. He closed his eyes for a moment, then let his feet take over, directing his body to go with the flow with his arms pulling against the flow slightly. Between his fingers he was twirling around the glowsticks around like little batons. His sunglasses had slipped back down over his eyes, and he started having his devilish grin on his face as he glanced up towards the twins. As the bass was about to drop for a second time in the song, Danny looked up and quickly lifted his arm up before quickly ‘cranking’ it down and was quickly dancing like a robot. Of course he had hiccups here and there, but his robot went pretty well with the music. The twins were working on shifting their own gliding dance to a robot as well, not wanting to be outdone by some guy in skinny jeans. He rolled his shoulders again though, and transitioned out of the robot to his rolling dance, moving his hips rather sexily as he did so. At least he was doing more than what he was seeing from other guys, who were just pelvic thrusting in tune with the music.

Honestly, by the end of the song, the crowd around the twins and Danny weren’t too sure who they wanted to cheer for. They both were decent dancers, almost on the same level. It took Danny leaning out into the crowd while he danced and winking at a couple girls to get them cheering just a tick louder for him, in which he ended his little dance off on one hand and kicking his feet up in the air, and both of his shirts falling down to cover his face and expose his thinish body and slight muscle he had. The song had ended and Danny let his feet fall back behind him, making an arch with one hand on the ground, and his two feet nearby. He was breathing heavily as he brought himself back up, letting his shirts fall back into place on their own, if only for a second to bring his shirt back up and wipe the sweat off of his face for a quick moment with his shirt. He quickly let his eyes look around for Dagda, hoping that he didn’t ditch him since Danny kind of did so himself when he went to do this little dance off… How crappy would that be if he ruined whatever it was the ghost boy was starting to form in his head because of this?

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tags: @Dagda
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The ghost whisperer’s heart seemed to skip a beat as he was complimented by the taller man's compliment. It was honestly something he didn’t know he needed. When he had disappeared into the crowd for the dance battle, Danny clearly heard Dagda’s voice over the voices, and was eating up that voice in his head. Shit! He may lose it if he continues to listen solely on his voice. Time to ignore for just a short bit. That’ll pain him internally. He allowed himself to push on harder in his dancing wanting to really impress the crowd here. When he was finished and was approached by Dagda again, a huge grin was on his face, honestly relieved that the other didn’t leave him like he feared. “Thank you! I had done a little bit of dancing in my travels before I had gone home with my baby.” He cheekily says while cleaning off his sunglasses quickly with his shirt. They had fallen on the ground and gotten some dirt on the lenses.

The muscular man had started telling him about what he had been up to since the last time they met, and listens intently, even pausing his cleaning of his glasses. A small laugh came from him as the other says he feels like he’s ‘melting’ during the summer days. With that same cheeky smile he had before, he shrugs his shoulders. “Yeah, it does get rather hot, but good thing for ice and cold alcohol, am I right?” He put his sunglasses back on his face again and nodded as they were sufficiently cleaned to his liking. The next words that came out of the taller man’s mouth made the pink haired man get rather excited. He was going to stay with him for the night during the party! “Really?!” His voice hitched up an octave for a second there, in which he cleared his throat and repeated normally. “Really? I would have thought you’d be a slight party guy at least.” He snickers. The other questions about his brother and sons’ whereabouts, and he shrugs his shoulders a bit. “Armi is… somewhere around here, probably by the stage enjoying the music, and Sammy is in Minstrel with a friend having a sleepover. C’mon! I’ll show you something I think you’ll like.”

Without thinking, he grabbed a muscular arm by hooking one of his own arms around it, and started to pull him along with him. He was excitedly pulling the larger man around, smirking to a few people as he passed them over the scene they were seeing. He pulled the man over to various bars and got them some things to drink, and almost dragged him to the dance floor, but instead found his eyes settling on something a bit more entertaining. “Have you ever played drums before?” His purple eyes were sparkling with excitement as he looked to him. Though, his question failed to mention one thing. These weren’t normal drums. They were drums with paint on the head of it. Regardless of Dagda’s answer, he grabbed the mans hand and dragged him over towards the drums and let himself get behind one of them that was available.

He shook his hands a bit as he grabs the drumsticks that came with the drum and readied himself to play. He taps lightly on the drum at first, trying to get a feel of this. “Drumming shouldn’t be that hard, right?” He snickers as he feels he got this! Boy was he fucking WRONG. When he started getting more ballsy with the paint, the paint started to go all over the place. While he had a decent foot stepping, his drum beating wasn’t so great. It was almost literally some noise with how the paint was throwing him off. He even managed to get paint in his mouth after one slam of the sticks. No amount of going lighter with the drumsticks even helped him in this situation. He let up a groan as he continued to play, till he decided to give up because too much paint was getting in his face. He heard the crowd nervously clap, and he hung his head. Of course his drumming was terrible.

After he escaped from the drums, Danny looked down at his outfit, then started laughing. He was an absolute mess of paint. As he was laughing, a familiar sandy blond man came storming up to him. “Daniel!” That shut Danny up real quick. “What the hell was that?! You are a disgrace to instruments! Don’t ever pick up drumsticks again or so help me I will gut you!” Armi was getting into his brothers face, who held his hands up and looked away nervously towards Dagda. He was also trying to not laugh. “Hey Dagda… Here’s Arminius! Armi, how’s your night been so far? I’ve been chillin with Dag.” His voice was clearly uneasy as he wasn’t liking being scolded right in front of Dagda. The sandy blond man paused and looked over to Dagda, and grumbled something to himself before he hung his head and backed off of Danny. When he lifted his head again, he saluted Dagda as a greeting. “Been a while.” He nodded to him.

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