Garrett "Hawke, no" Hawke (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
defaulthawke) wrote2030-04-10 11:50 am
defaulthawke) wrote2030-04-10 11:50 am
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IC Inbox (penance)
You’ve reached Hawke. After you're done appreciating your amazing stroke of good fortune, please leave a message or a dirty picture.
text | un: santashelper
text | un: buckramrod
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text; [un:setsunam]
text; [un:garrettttttttttt]
You can use it for flirting too! It’s called sexting! 🍆 is a penis, and 🍑 is a butt. Idk what emoji is for vagina and no one will tell me
My apologies to anyone reading this cw: vagina emojis
cw: idiots
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[ He's still irked by Xanxus' unimpressed expression at his best efforts, and Squalo fucking Superbia did not turn away from a challenge. ]
[ He waits for the other man to pass the bar, waving at him with his idea of a friendly grin which is really just a bit less sharkish than usual. ]
Hey there! I've been meaning to ask you something. You're good at this whole, [ he gestures with his hand vaguely. Come on, euphemisms, classy and respectful. ] slutting thing, right? [ NAILED IT. ]
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He comes over when Squalo waves, leaning against the back of a stool, eyebrows climbing as the other man talks.]
Well... [He smirks with a little half-shrug.] I dabble. What's on your mind, young apprentice?
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audio // @dodger
And drink.
So when Hawke answers the phone, Dodger is already midway through a thought that just needed to come out of his mouth.]
-but you know what your problem is? You're fucking... you're fucking weak. Fucking... altruistic parasite. You don't take what you can because you're expecting to be peaceful about it and that's... that's how you get hurt.
[This might be a booty call, coming from him.]
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i'm an ex-soldier and a mercenary, dipshit. that's not weak or peaceful.
there's a difference between "weak parasite" and "thinks rape is wrong."
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[text]
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[It's the kind of smartass remark where literally any answer will make him laugh. Even negative ones.]
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text // @dodger
do you want to talk about the carnival?
[It's 2 AM. Prime time for Dodger to be stuck in his head.]
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[video - un: icarus]
What the hell is wrong with you?
[At this point he could be talking about that message as much as anything else Garrett's done that might have pissed him off.]
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Should I answer alphabetically or chronologically?
an actual literal letter she's leaving at his door;
Dear Sir,
I hope this letter finds you in good health. I would like to extend my most sincere thanks for your kindness and sacrifice during our meeting at the carnival.
I must also apologize for the lateness of this letter, and I thank you for your patience in receiving it. Though I knew it was necessary and courteous, my hand was stilled by the fear that you might prefer to forget our time together. Even now, I am happy to accept a request that we not speak of it, if that is your wish. Nethertheless, my greater fear was to seem imprudent by failing to speak if it were expected of me.
There are nights when sleep does not come to me, and I lay awake thinking of the events of that day. I hope you do not find me bold for saying so. I am not so naive as to consider it a moment of love, but I found comfort in your treatment of me. My faith to my husband weighs heavy these days, but I believe my love for him is no weaker for having shared a fulfilling moment with a man who I consider, tentatively, a friend.
If it so pleases you, I would like to continue some sort of correspondence, if not a friendship in person. It has occurred to me that such an encounter may weigh less heavily on the both of us, if it were not our only knowledge of the other. It would comfort me greatly to continue writing letters, or writing with the devices we were supplied upon arrival - although I am still learning their function, as they are quite new to me. I leave the seeds of our friendship entirely in your hands.
Yours respectfully and sincerely,
Lady Letha Regis
un: barnes; text
[Nailed it. Maybe? Why is this so awkward?]
look, I just thought we should talk.
about stuff.
you know, it's been a while, but I just thought...
well, things got a bit more intense than I'm usually comfortable with, I guess.
I usually like to talk limits and kinks and that sort of stuff first.
so I thought I'd stop being a coward, and maybe we could...
drinks?
un: hawke/backdated to mid july
ground rules:
- don't do that "oh god i hurt you are you ok" shit, i am very okay and it was incredibly hot
- no making fun of my drink choices
[If Bucky spends significant time in either club, he's probably seen the dancer-slash-bartender with outrageously fruity girl drinks.]
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action;
To be out of his own house.
When he shows up this time, it's late at night - an hour or so before midnight. He pushes through the door and doesn't shut it behind him. He paces in the entrance way instead of seeking Hawke out, scratching at his wrist and fraying the gauze that covers them. He doesn't smell much more like alcohol than usual, but there's a large bottle of Fireball in one hand. Maybe a peace offering. Maybe just a crutch. He hasn't fully decided, himself.]
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By the time he hits the floor he's got a weapon drawn (from Maker knows where) and is breathing hard, old soldier's instincts surging as always whenever he's woken suddenly. After a moment's adrenaline-fueled staring, he realizes who it is and lowers his weapon.]
Dodger. To what do I owe the honor?
[He's still not... entirely over it. What happened. He's not sure how to feel about it, doesn't know how to frame it in his head, but he definitely feels sure that Dodger overstepped, even if everything else feels ambiguous.]
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text // @dodger
It's not even that late at night, but time never meant much to him in the first place. He's drinking by himself, and ends up texting Garrett.]
i want
i'm horn
i miss y
come over
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He doesn't bother knocking. Dodger doesn't, so why should he?]
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a present for you hawke
i promised you his heart, did i not?
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give him a minute this is. not! what he expected in his DMs]
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Hawke. I'm sorry if this isn't the best time. I need to know. Have you seen Nekane lately? A lot of people have been vanishing lately but this has gone long. I don't know where they are. They won't answer their messages. Their things are still here.
Please, if you know anything or see them, can you let me know right away?
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are your messages actually getting through to their phone? they aren't bouncing back to you?
[which is worrying enough. he still goes for runs out in the suburbs with the dogs every day, usually twice a day, and almost always sees someone out there. if not out there, then in the hotel somewhere. One of the dogs - the blue-grey female mabari, Blue - has a habit of burying things in their yard. So now that he thinks about it, the lack of Nekane goes from a background thing he hadn't noticed in his distraction and agony to extremely alarming.]
Do you want help tracking them? None of my dogs are hounds, but you've seen how smart the mabari are.
[They whine when you insult them. Respond easier if you say please. Incredibly complex instructions are no problem.]
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audio/text // @dodger
Somewhere on his end, Dodger is pacing around the room, trying to decide exactly what to say. Finally he caves, and texts him.]
can we talk?
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So he's. Less than thrilled to get this. It takes him a few hours to text back.]
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[text - sometime after they revive]
thank you
[They'd say more or bother with proper punctuation, but they're too fucking tired for it.]
where the fuck did this notif go??????? thanx gmail
[a few minutes later]
nose work
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text // @dodger
garrett
can you talk to me?
please?
hawke come on
you're really gonna ghost me after that fuck?
think you can get any better than that somewhere else?
no one else is gonna feel the way i do
fuck you hope you burn
garrett please
the fuck am i supposed to do if you wont talk to me
im coming over if you dont answer
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1. no
2. no
3. yes
4. probably
5. better people than you have loved me
6. i probably will
7. drinking and cutting yourself usually works doesnt it
8. dont
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But sometimes, sometimes his brain hitches like a spinning wheel on Dodger, the thought of him, the feel, the anger that he swears he'll drown in, the guilt and the grief.
Some nights he smokes, using up Hawke's earlier gifts to forget. Sometimes he goes out and breaks things and shouts as he does it. Sometimes... sometimes he's out of options and that's when he lands on the real stupid ideas.]
Hawke?
I understand that, as a man, you're rather forward and probably won't care at all.
But.
If I were so bold as to proposition you
[Plead, more like.]
Would that be
acceptable?
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"Acceptable" is what you say about a bottle of wine that doesn't actively make you vomit
You propositioning me would be delightful
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i distinctly remember writing this a week ago damn
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You, my prized guest, have made it twelve months in your journey towards redemption. I know that there have been bumps along the way and we haven't always seen eye to eye, but I do wish to show my gratitude. Together, we will all leave Hell one day.
I have handpicked gifts specifically for you to commemorate this anniversary. I do hope you enjoy them.
Again, I thank you for all of your help in making Hell what it is today.
Yours,
Lucifer
text;
[Not to mention all the various aphro-laced substances he steals from work.]
text;
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text // @dodger
i need to show you something.
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this sounds legit.]
sure. i'm at the gym
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action;
He does know it's been a while since he's visited Garrett, though, and this is the perfect time to see him. So he teleports into the man's suite, and makes himself comfortable on the bed before trying to wake Garrett up by playing with his beard.]
Guess what day it is.
Re: action;
It was a non-sleeping-pill night.]
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