I might have dreamed this lol but didn't phil imply kinda recently (could be the first stereo they did together back in december) that dapg could come back as a collab channel of sorts (aka doing other stuff and also gaming)?
I refuse to believe joint content is over, because there is proof that it isn't and also because my heart tells me so lmao
yeah!! phil first said that at vidcon 2019 and it’s been the same tune every time they’ve brought it up since then so it really sounds like that’s where their minds are at. but HFHF listen to your heart bro that’s exactly how i feel about it too. nothing’s been said to really disprove it but most of it is just. i know it. in my heart. to be true 😫💖
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50 types of kisses || @galaxyhunt said: Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin. from galaxyhunt 4 bh
They are just returning from a successful hunt, the fruits of their labor thrown across the back of their horses. They would deal with those later after they got a chance to warm up from the icy wilderness of Talos. Hound hops down from their horse, reaching up as their boots hit the ground to stretch their arms above their head.
They turn to say something to Boone but as they twist to call out to him over their shoulder they find him standing close behind them. He reaches for them without a word, tugging them flush against his body. The act alone is enough to make their questioning words die upon their lips but it's what he does next that steals their breath away.
His hand reaches for their respirator, carefully pressing in on the clasps that keep it locked into place. The carefulness in which he handles it, handles them, never fails to make their heart stutter. And when his lips finally find their's, they meet him with a smile - their hands resting against his chest as his slip lower down their waist.
A sharp gasp tears from their throat and the pull back abruptly with an indignant glare. Boone stands holding his hands up in the air as if he /hadn't/ just snuck his icy mitts up under their clothing to lay them flat against their heated skin. His expression is sheepish, but there is a mischievous glitter to his eyes that hints to his true intention and they narrow their own suspiciously.
"You did that on purpose." They huff in an accusatory tone that only serves to further widen his smile. Barely restrained laughter written all across his face.
They give him a light shove for that, turning on their heel as he finally does break out into laughter and stalking towards their home.
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