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messenger-of-stupidity · 10 months
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As a bisexual with a raging hand fetish, when men, women, and everyone in between or outside of wear rings, it is something glorious.
But as much as I would adore every character wearing rings, I just don't personally believe they all do. Could they all pull it off? Abso-fucking-lutely.
But here's my opinions that no one asked for but people are getting regardless. Starting off strong with the Shaw Pack. (I'll do the listeners in part two)
David - I'm sorry but the only ring he wears and is going to wear is his engagement/wedding ring. No matter how much Angel wishes he would wear others.
Asher: no rings, but his nails are always manicured. He loves getting designs done. (Besides wedding ring ofc)
Milo - thumb rings. That's all I have to say. He wears a promise ring on his thumb since he doesn't want people to think he's married since he and Sweetheart agreed that marriage wasn't for them.
Christian - he likes wearing rings on his middle fingers and pinkies.
Arden - nah.
Amanda - she gives off bracelet vibes.
DAMN SQUAD (+ Cam) -
Gavin - he's got the rings that have chains to connect it to the bracelet. He knows he has nice hands and likes to accentuate it in whatever ways possible.
Lasko - he had a fidget ring on his thumb of his non dominant hand so whenever he is talking someone he can spin that bitch like a record player
Damien - I wanna say yes, but he wouldn't. The metal would take longer to cool off and it would just be a pain. He doesn't know when he's going to have high emotions that raise his temp.
Huxley - no. The rings would get dirty if he was digging in the dirt and he doesn't want to dirty them because that "like, not very cool to do ya know dude?"
Caelum - Freelancer once tied a piece of string around his finger and he shows it off everywhere he goes because it's his favorite piece of jewelry.
Cam - yes. He wears fidget rings but they only exist to gift to his more anxious charges so he can help them. It's easier to keep them on hand for when needed. (Haha get it?)
Sovereign-related storylines (+ Hush) -
Elliot - yes. I can't really explain why but he gives like twisted metal delicate ring vibes. He definitely has pinkie rings, if not others.
Blake - as much as I want to say yes because I adore him... No. he doesn't. 😭 He feels it would get in the way of him tracing the designs on his listeners skin. Plus if he's touching them, he doesn't want anything between him and them, rings included.
Avior - Yes. Very much yes. Yes bark bark grrr woof bark awoo
Vega - considering he doesn't really care for human materialism, I don't see him wearing rings. Unfortunately. Fingers crossed that Warden convinces him to.
Brachium - yet another I wish was true but he hasn't ever been to the mortal realm in person so he's never had the opportunity to try rings. I think he would look nice in them though. 👉👈
Hush - he seems to be having an interest in humanity, so I can see him exploring it. He figured out rope knots so he obviously been researching. So yeah, I could see him playing with rings.
Unempowered (+ Morgan for organization) -
Aaron - No he doesn't. I can't explain why but he doesn't give me that vibe.
Ollie - yes. But for one reason. Erik said Ollie is most like himself and Erik wears rings. (Does that make me simp for his hands? Perhaps. but that doesn't matter nor is it something I will ever put where he will see it.)
Guy - I'm going to say yes. He consistently takes them off and tries to use them as currency to Honey so he can have the hoodie. He takes them off before going to work since he works with his hands (ehhhn)
Ivan - sometimes. It's not a habitual wearing, but rather needs a reason.
Geordi - he used to. Then they felt like they weighed his hands down too much. He talks with his hands a lot, he's very expressive.
Morgan - No. Another that doesn't give me that vibe.
Vampires -
Vincent - Yes. He was the reason I made this post because I wanted to talk about how fucking amazing he would look in rings. 🤤🤤🤤
Sam - He doesn't seem much of a ring person for some reason. He would look good in one, especially when driving.
William - Yes. He likes to buy one at each turn of a half century. He has favorite ones he wears all the time. They have big jewels and are older than most vampires in his clan.
Adam - he only lost his head, not his hands. He was wearing spooooky rings when he died. (Plus he liked the way Lovely shuddered ever so slightly when the cold metal of his rings dug into their skin just before he bit them. ... God I'm a simp)
Quinn - yes. Just... Yes. He also had those full finger rings. The ones that have claw at the end, you know what I mean. He wears those to draw blood from his victims needlessly. It only serves to bring them pain. (I'm going to hell for this thirst)
Alexis - yes. It makes her feel superior to have pretty things.
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James - he only really wants to wear his wedding ring. He only wears other rings to make people believe all his rings are decoration and people don't go looking for his partner.
Marcus - no. I don't know why but no
Anton - also no. He could look nice in them though I think.
Brian - his wedding ring. That's it.
Xavier - before he died, he wore rings when he wasn't playing. He didn't mind the cold material.
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annahxredaxted · 6 months
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THE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT?? ALSO I AM SO FUCKING HYPED FOR FRIENDSGIVING
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zozo-01 · 2 years
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Imagine the DAMN squad playing Cards Against Humanity and Gavin is just winning and enjoying how the others are reacting lmao (this is actually an experience I had with my friends and I couldn't stop crying)
Card: _____? Jim will fix it!
Gavin: A defective condom
I need more of this lmao
Gavin is being a smug son of a bitch every time he wins a round. He's just teasing everyone and that just makes them even more pissed.
Freelancer and Damien are screaming at him every time he wins because "how the fuck is the daemon beating them at a human game????" 100% convinced that he's cheating/
Huxley and Lasko's job is to make sure that the above two don't try to murder Gavin, although don't get me wrong, they want to wipe his smug smirk too.
Just the DAMN fam almost killing each other because they think the other is cheating, as all families do, of course.
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arrowfleur · 2 months
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Redacted boys as book boyfriend tropes ~
David: The Mafia Boss. Definitely would be a scene where he saves Angel from an enemy and he accidentally lets out his feelings for them in his panicked state. How did Angel get involved with the mafia? Who knows, they’re Angel.
Asher: The Jock. Definitely thinking like a high school, college setting. Asher’s popular and seems to know everyone, Babe’s the nerdy/shy student that catches his eye.
Milo: The celebrity. He’s stylish and confident and Sweetheart doesn’t care about any of that because they are simply their to be his extremely badass bodyguard. (This could work both ways tbh)
Vincent: The Prince (obviously). He’s arranged to marry someone else when lovely catches his eye out in the village and there is definitely a scene involving a masquerade ball with a disguised lovely as his date.
Sam: Enemy’s to Lovers. HEAR ME OUT. That trope where the hero turns up to the villains door covered in blood (or vice versa) and the other patches them up? Yup Sam and Darlin’. Queue the ‘who did this to you?’ line.
Guy: Friends to lovers. As is the same in canon except it’s an extreme slow burn. Guy acts as Honeys wingman even though he’s in love with them. There’s a big scene where Honey realises that the person they’ve been looking for was there all along.
Vega: ‘He hates everyone but me’ (that’s it that’s the trope)
Aaron: The millionaire CO of his tech company and Smartass is his new assistant… Definitely a miscommunication trope in their somewhere and a heated argument where Smartass quits but it just ends in them smooching.
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soup-scope · 1 year
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we finally got canon ages for some of the redacted boys!!!
Samuel Collins- 29 *when turned* (technically 44 ig)
Vincent Solaire - 20 *when turned* (technically 43 ig)
Avior- Coalesced 36 years ago
Gavin- Coalesced 33 years ago
Aaron- 33 years old
David Shaw- 30 years old
Asher Talbot- 30 years old
Milo Greer- 30 years old
Lasko Moore- 29 years old
Elliot- 29 years old(???) (timeline just states he was adopted 29 years ago)
Huxley- 26
Caelum- Coalesced 24 years ago (caelum is still very much mentally a child tho. don’t be weird)
Damien- 24 years old
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lorelite333 · 4 months
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thank you to @sclairereject for the inspiration for the post, because i never have anything to post about half the time. however as someone who does do tarot (i'm spiritual), i wanna put my own twist to this. (ppl have their own interpretations, but the cards still have definitions)
Redacted Boys (includes Alexis) Major Arcana Tarot Cards:
I'd also like to say that these are just my takes, and things that I've noticed and felt. I don't have everyone on here, as I got tired writing this halfway through, so I don't have everyone on here.
SHAW PACK:
David Shaw is the Magician, specifically because he was trying to find his power and voice as leader, in which he did.
Milo Greer is the Chariot, because of sense of direction and will power. He tries his best to do what's right, even if it hurts him in the process.
Asher Talbot is the Strength card, due to his overcoming self-doubt, his compassion, and his bravery in situations. In reverse, this card represents self-doubt, lack of confidence, and vulnerability.
SOLAIRE CLAN
Vincent is the Lovers card, standing by his personality alone, resembling unity, balance, partnerships, and choices.
Sam is the Justice card, associated with fairness, truth, balance, and legal matters. I feel like Sam genuinely cares about what's right, and wants to help no matter what, even if he says he wants to stay out of things. He has this sense to try to make things right, even if things may get rocky. He's a healer by heart, and tries his best to do what's best for everyone in a situation.
William is the Hierophant, it is associated with education, knowledge, traditions, and institutions. I dont really have a reason for this one other than vibes.
Alexis the Judgement card, due to her past actions as well as her personality. This card represents reflection, rebirth, transition, and decision-making. In reverse, this card represents self-doubt, poor choices, stubbornness, blame, and confusion.
Porter is the Tower card. It represents trauma, destruction, unexpected change, revelation, chaos, awakening, and warning. We know that Porter is in fact "The Blade" of the Solaire Clan, and we know that he somewhat regrets it in some way, as well as him having trauma from this and his maker.
DAMN SQUAD
Gavin is The World, as it symbolizes success, fulfilment, and an end of a cycle. I feel like this represents him due to his change with the Freelancer, him being able to open up and enjoy his life with them and his friends. Gavin never really considered Aria his home, but more so just a place he lived at. In his SBW, he talks about how Dhalia has become his home, as Freelancer and the DAMN squad had helped him change his view on it (as well as change him).
Damien is the Sun, mostly in reverse, this academic over-achiever has a little bit of an ego. He's also quite pessimistic and has unrealistic expectations that were set on him by other people. However, the Sun is also associated with positivity, happiness, freedom and vitality. Which I think Damien has learned throughout his years of being friends with the Freelancer, that it's okay to take a break sometimes and just have fun.
Huxley is the Star, as he tries to maintain his happy and positive self for everyone else, turning to inspire others and give them hope with their problems. However Huxley also experiences negativity, hopelessness, failure. I think Huxley somewhat feels like the things in life get too repetitive, and he sometimes loses interest in certain things or just becomes bored with them from a tedious routine.
And finally Lasko, is the Fool, mostly from vibes, however The Fool is an air element card, which represents new beginnings, a leap of faith, and loyalty. Lasko sees the DAMN squad as family, in which he's very loyal to. I feel like during his time at DAMN, he's experienced time after time a new beginning, from Damien and him becoming friends to him and Coworker having a relationship.
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sunshowerwriting · 1 year
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A God D.A.M.N Polycule || pt. 3
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Comfort
(Redacted Audio) Gavin x Freelancer x Huxley x Damien x Lasko
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Your day had been horrible. All you wanted to do was curl up and forget about everything, but when you returned home two of your partners weren’t going to let you ignore your feelings.
this is a huxley & gavin focused chapter, still implied to be the polycule but only hux and gav make an appearance.
@lovelyossein this is for you and your huxley obsession, i hope you like it :3
read on ao3 if you prefer
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The door to your apartment shut behind you with a thud. Your hands were shaking and your head was spinning and all you wanted to do was cry. But before you could disappear and wallow in what a horrible day it was you heard Gavin call to you from the other room.
“Deviant, you’re home late.”
Footsteps started growing louder before you had a chance to dash off or even respond to Gavin so you decided to resign yourself to your fate. You took in a deep shaky breath and tried to look as put together as you could, hoping it was enough to convince the demon you were okay. 
When the footsteps stopped you were surprised to find not only Gavin standing to greet you but Huxley as well. They both stood there looking at you. Huxley stood behind Gavin, peering over his shoulder. Although the two men were close in height Huxly still had a few inches on Gavin which gave him advantage to see you while still standing behind the demon. They smiled at first, but after only a second of looking at you both of their smiles turned into frowns. As always your partner could see right through you.
“What’s the matter dude?” Huxley asked, his voice laced with concerne.
They both walked closer to you, standing far enough away that they were still giving you a bit of space but close enough to grab onto you if they needed to. You hated seeing them look at you like they were looking at you in that moment. They looked sad and more than a little bit worried. You hated having those emotions directed at you, you wanted them to stop looking at you like that. You didn’t want them to be sad. They were clearly in a good mood before you came in, why did you have to ruin that. 
“Nothing. I’m fine.” You tried to lie, tried to get them to stop worrying, but the way they looked at each other and then back at you you knew they didn’t believe you.
“No you're not Freelancer.” 
Gavin’s words left no room for argument. It was clear he and Hux both knew that you werent okay, and it seemed that neither of them were going to let you try to lie your way out of this situation.
“You can talk to us. We're here for you dude. Let us help.” Huxley said, stepping in closer.
The tone in his voice is what really got to you. He sounded so worried and yet so sincere. Your eyes started to water and no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t stop yourself from crying. It was what you wanted after all, if you were in a better state you may even find some humor in the conclusion.
You started sucking in air, trying your hardest to get something other than a sob out but today truly wasn’t your day and all you could do was fall deeper into a crying mess. Huxley wrapped his arms around you tightly. Pulling you flush against his chest and letting you bury your head into his chest. You held onto Hux like a lifeline, gripping  onto his shirt tightly. 
You both sunk to the ground, Huxley made sure that you didn’t fall and hurt yourself, and tried to keep you as close to him as you could with you both sitting on the floor now. Huxley stroked your back gently as he spoke.
“If you keep crying like that I’m gonna cry too.”
Huxley’s comment drew a strained laugh out of you, but ultimately didn’t stop your tears. You pulled your face away from his chest and furiously wiped at your eyes and nose. You stared at the wet spot your tears left on your sleeve until you felt a smaller hand rest on your shoulder.
You turned to see that Gavin had sat down on the floor with you and Hux. He was further away from you than Huxley was but he still sat close by, enough that he could rest his hands on you. He squeezed your shoulder and then moved his hand to wipe away a few tears on your face.  
“It’s okay, Freelancer.” His words were soft and his hand was still caressing your cheek as he spoke.
You reached out to hold his free hand. He squeezed your hand in return and let you hold onto him however tightly you needed. Huxley shifted around which led you to turn your attention back to him. You noticed that his eyes really were glossy like he was about to cry, and it almost made your own tears start up with a vengeance again. But if he could hold it together then so could you, you thought.
“Are you feeling up to talking about it?” He asked softly.
You took in a deep breath before answering his question. 
“I just had a really bad day.” 
Huxley gave you one of his famous lopsided smiles, it wasn’t nearly as bright as you normally get from Hux but you still appreciated seeing him smile at you. It was clear that both Huxley and Gavin were both worried about you but they were willing to help you feel better in any way you knew how and you appreciated that. You wanted everything to feel alright, you wanted to just pretend that today didn’t happen, but your feelings still hung heavy over your head and they were impossible to ignore even after you had mostly calmed down from your crying fit.
“Why don’t we get off this floor, and get you changed out of these outside clothes. Then we can sit and talk some more if you want?” Gavin gave your hand another squeeze and looked to you for approval for his idea.
You nodded your head at him, “Yeah, I think I would like that.”
Gavin began to stand up and you moved to do the same, but before you could do anything Huxley leaned over and kissed the top of your head. It caught you a bit off guard and when you looked him in the eyes afterwards, he was just smiling at you. But even without words you got the message and for the first time on this horrible day you actually smiled.
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risarchives · 2 years
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lasko and freelancer in the friendsgiving audio make me melt. freelancer wasn't against gavin’s teasing and flirting with lasko, but when it ended and gav decided to check on damien and hux in the kitchen, they immediately checked on him and encouraged him to tell them what was on his mind. they entertained his questions and rants with consideration and a tender attitude. they're just so ughdhhfhh i am. normal about them
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hearts1ckness · 2 years
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i love the found family trope so much
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just-a-little-dragon · 9 months
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AYE! Redacted thing for once.
"Hey!" Caelum whined. "i'm hungry!" Lyra sighed as she cooked. Her daemon growing more impatient.
"Wait a minute Cae. It's almost done." Lyra said lowly.
"You can't blame him deviant." gavin purred as he hugged Lyra from the side.
"Can't blame who?" Lyra turned with Gavin and rolled her eyes. She went to respond but Lasko interrupted her. "Who's the kid?"
Lyra froze as her eyes followed Lasko's finger. Straight to Caelum. Who gasped.
"Kid?" Came Damien as he also walked in. Soon, also staring at Caelum. "ok. There is a fucking kid here. WHy are you here?"
"You can see me?" Caelum looked ready to explode as Huxley finally came in and waved at the little man.
"What do you mean I can see you?" Damien spat.
"freelancer. Your face went white." Lasko stuttered. Lyra soon laughed and put a lid on the pot. "What's wrong?"
"Everyone who's not demonspawn. Sit. I have some explaining to do.
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nanowatzophina · 2 years
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Some Disneyland hc stuff with the DAMN squad and Shaw boys. Because they deserve to visit the happiest place on earth and this is giving me brainrot.
I’m gonna try and come up with some other stuff too but for now here’s what I got.
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messenger-of-stupidity · 10 months
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D.A.M.N. PINTEREST MEMES
But not in the format you think because I’m lazy af
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Freelancer -> Kody:
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Gavin -> Damien:
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Huxley -> Freelancer:
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Caelum -> Freelancer/Gavin:
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Lasko:
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Huxley -> Damien:
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Gavin -> Freelancer:
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Lasko -> Kody:
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Freelancer -> Lasko
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Freelancer:
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Damien -> Freelancer:
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Gavin -> Freelancer:
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Freelancer:
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Gavin -> Freelancer:
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Huxley:
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Freelancer:
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Lasko:
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Lasko:
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Freelancer:
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annahxredaxted · 11 months
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WHEN LASKOS LISTENER FIRST MEETS THE DAMN SQUAD AND GAVIN FLIRTS WITH LASKO THEY GET ANGY ANGY
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whorefordarlin · 1 year
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My brain is being so difficult rn.
I'm writing something with Milo, and I'm trying to have him call a romantic partner an endearing nickname for comfort reasons that isn't sweetheart but I can't for the life of me think about him saying anything but that 😭
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arrowfleur · 1 year
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Hear me out, a D.A.M.N squad Lego ninjago AU. Or just Halloween costumes, either works
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kechiwrites · 2 years
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what’s in a name?
simon “ghost” riley x medic!reader
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synopsis: ‘It’s not his fault.’ He reasons. ‘It’s not his fault you’re a brat.’ 
wc: 1.1k
cw:  fem!reader, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, teasing, dirty talk, light brat taming, spanking, pet names (princess, darling), no use of y/n ever.
an: yes, i know i should be posting kinktober IN NOVEMBER, but my god does this man make me wanna [redacted] his [data expunged]. enjoy!
He’s your most stubborn patient, in fact, his entire squad is a pain in your ass, but Ghost takes the cake. Always grunting and scoffing as you administer care, as if this is all a frivolity and not you saving him from gangrene or tetanus or whatever other peril has found its way into his blood that week. And that’s if he even deigns to be seen to at all.
It’s another one of those days, marshalled out of your bed at the crack of dawn because there are wounds to dress and blood to take. It makes you irritable, just short of bitchy really, and you’ll be damned if you have to work this early in the morning for a couple of jarheads who can barely string together decent conversation.
Ghost is the first person you see. Naturally. And it’s much of the same. Groans and impatient huffs while you snip gauze and sanitize abrasions. It’s rapidly turning you from irate to downright incensed.
“What’s your name anyway?” You murmur, while you fold up his shirt sleeve, baring a muscled, veiny forearm, covered in ink and dried blood, courtesy of a deep gash that’d only ceased bleeding thanks to a field tourniquet applied in the nick of time.
“No.” He mutters. As if that’s an answer. You scoff, turning in your swivel chair to grab more cotton wool from your desk. When you return he has you pinned with what little of his face you can see, dark, long lashed eyes peering out from the mask and face paint. As though he can see through you.
"You can tell me your actual name, or you can bleed out." It’s unnecessary, really. Probably even dangerous to ask, but it’s always bothered you that his medical record has those black marks where a Christian name should be. And you’re nosy. Nosy enough to pry it out of the soldier himself.
You stare at each other, neither daring to back down. Your threat is horse shit and you both know it, you're obligated to give the best care possible. He could wait you out. If he wanted to.
Apparently, he doesn’t want to.
"Simon."
You give him a smile in return, cartoonishly big and saccharine sweet. You begin cleaning the wound, humming happily with yourself. Satisfied.
For the next two months, it's relentless. Everytime he sees you, it's;
"And do you know your blood type, Simon?"
"It's lovely to see you again Simon."
"There are easier ways to stop bleeding, Simon."
It irks him, makes his skin feel like it's not sitting right. Makes him feel like his teeth are stopping his tongue from laying in his mouth comfortably. Makes his blood hum in his veins.
Eventually it's too much.
"Would you come off it?" He asks, voice rougher than he means it to be, but maybe that's what you need to end this little joke of yours.
You keep reading the charts on the clipboard in your hand, as if he hasn't spoken at all.
"Come off what, Simon?" You purse your lips at whatever you're reading, but he suspects you’re trying not to laugh.
"Saying my name like that." He flexes open the fingers of one hand, keeping the other balled in a fist on his thigh.
"Like what?" You finally look at him, head tilted to the side, the picture of innocence.
What a lark.
"Like you want something from me." He stands, looming above you, jostling himself into your personal space.
"It's your name." Now you are smiling, a confident, amused thing that transforms the look of your face, makes him forget the bags under your eyes and the familiar bone-tiredness of his body when it’s been pushed too far.
And these days, it’s always too far.
“We have code names for a reason, darling.”
“Darling? I was beginning to think my name was ‘Ugh’.” You drop the timbre of your voice to mimic him, though he doesn’t look very flattered by the imitation. At least, that’s what you get from the very little of his face you can see.
“It’s Ghost from now on.” He ignores you. It’s necessary, really. To block out the things you say. The things you do. The songs you hum cheerfully when you do inventory, the way your medical uniform stretches over the curve of your ass when you need something from the bottom cabinet.
“Sure, Simon. Whatever you say.”
‘It’s not his fault.’ He reasons. ‘It’s not his fault you’re a brat.’
It’s not his fault when he pushes you over to the examination bed. It’s not his fault when he fists his hands in the waistband of your scrub bottoms and yanks them down, it’s not his fault you’re wearing a thong, for christ’s sake. It’s not his fault that you giggle and sigh and beg so goddamn pretty.
It’s certainly not his fault that your cunt feels like a fucking dream.
He takes you like you deserve for all the teasing, brings the weight of his hand down on your ass when you moan something that sounds suspiciously like “About time.” Ghost gropes at your tits while he has you bent in half, in for a penny, as they say. His fingers pull and flick at your nipples, and you wish he’d put his mouth on you, fucking anywhere, and you don’t care what it does, bite, suck, kiss, what-fucking-ever. When you say as much in between the gasps he fucks out of you, he responds immediately, voice subdued under his mask.
“Maybe next time.”
Your eyes nearly roll out of your head at the idea of next time.
When you come it feels like your pussy is buzzing, stretched over the length of his dick and he tunnels into you, fucking into you deep before he grinds the head of cock into you, scrambling any thought you could’ve had.
It’s a battle for him to not come inside you, to resist covering the sweet, soft walls of your cunt in his seed, but he prides himself on what little control he has left, and pulls out, doing you a favour by letting his come shoot onto the floor rather than stain the baby blue fabric of your scrubs.
"Now, I think we can both agree to you saving that name for when you want me to spread you open, yes?" His voice is gruffer somehow, covering your overheated skin in the rasp and cadence of it.
"Fuck off." You moan miserably in response, your forehead sticking to the paper covering the examination bed below you.
"I want an affirmative, princess."
"Yes." You hiss from between your teeth, your head still spinning from your orgasm. “Yes, Ghost, I agree.”
“That’s better. Don’t worry about getting up.” He pats your exposed lower back, and when his hand withdraws you can hear him zip his fatigues back up. “I’ll see myself out.”
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endotes: hehe...i love him. my mask kink is in full effect y’all. support content creators + city girls, reblog. find part 2 here. 
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