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POSTED ON Nov 8, 2023 2:42:50 GMT

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Damien? A sweetheart?[break][break]

Nothing could have been further from the truth. dylan sayer was in for it if he really thought that.[break][break]

But DAMIEN RUSSO had a job to do. So he put on a pretty face, approximating a smile as best he could. It came easy, considering how many years he'd been bartending. [break][break]

He could play sweet, but it didn't come from the heart.[break][break]

"That's rough." The dead bodies and the judgement and everything.[break][break]

"Me?" Damien raised a curious brow, but decided to work and talk at the same time. His head ducked behind the bar to grab two new glasses for the jägerbomb, then the needed liquids for the cocktail.[break][break]

"Nothin' much really before this. Just helping out around the neighborhood, shit like that." He left out all the illegal crap he'd been made to do.[break][break]

"Definitely not anything like making music." He slid the jägerbomb across the bar top for Dylan to down. "What kinda stuff do you do?"

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Damien laughed, too. Because fuck if Frank wasn't right. He could be damn endearing when he wanted to be. [break][break]

Now it was time to put those charms to the test if they were going to find a third for some fun tonight. [break][break]

The vampire and zombie pair weaved through the main part of the festival, enjoying what it had to offer — like a smoky cocktail straight from a witch's cauldron — while still keeping an eye out for a potential partner. Enough time passed that Damien was about to suggest they just leave and go fuck somewhere else, UNTIL![break][break]

He stopped, momentarily frozen in place by —[break][break]

"Him."[break][break]

A young man, clad in the skimpiest toga to ever grace these hallowed grounds, stood apart from the rest of the crowd. He was idling beneath a street lamp, illuminated and glistening (literally, he was covered in iridescent glitter) as he took what looked like a small breather away from the main area.[break][break]

Damien couldn't take his eyes off the guy's well-defined abs, that tight ass, or his pretty face.[break][break]

He was a literal golden boy.

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DAMIEN RUSSO choked out an amused noise — something halfway between a snort and a laugh — as the LOPUNNY girl gave her little pitch.[break][break]

He actually did admire her boldness, though.[break][break]

There was no point in being jealous, after all. His and Frank's relationship had always been open, despite a younger Damien's quiet pining for exclusivity. But that longing all but died when Frank got married. And now?[break][break]

Well, he was recently divorced... but, no, fuck that, now wasn't the time to go down that avenue of thought.[break][break]

Refocusing, Damien noticed that the woman didn't look as if she considered the snub to be that funny, but took Frank Caffey's rejection with moderate grace before bowing out. No candy was exchanged, however. Bummer.[break][break]

"Rage Candy Bar, huh?" He repeated, teasing, as he elbowed his friend good-naturedly in the ribs.[break][break]

"You're fuckin' ridiculous, ya know that?" But kinda cute, Damien admitted internally.

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While Frank Caffey pulled off the suave vampire look no problem, sliver of chest and all, DAMIEN RUSSO’s outfit hadn’t changed much from his day-to-day. He’d taken an old, black crop top of his and frayed the edges a little, cut a few slits into it to make “claw marks,” and gave the same treatment to his tight skinny jeans. [break][break]

The end result was a lot of skin showing. Sexy zombie, or some shit like that.[break][break]

“Yeah?” He replied with a thoughtful drawl, leaning into Frank’s one-armed embrace. The prospect of taking someone home didn’t seem so bad to Damien. They’d done it before, but that felt like a lifetime ago. Unova, pre-prison. [break][break]

“See anyone you like?”[break][break]

Just then, the gaggle of girls erupted in a flurry of giggles before one particularly bold LOPUNNY-eared woman stepped from the group and sauntered over toward them. Though she approached both men, it was obvious she only had eyes for Frank Caffey.[break][break]

“My friends and I were wondering if you were more of a Big Hunk or a Runts kinda man…” She held up her candy bag innocently enough, as if she were prepared to offer him a treat, but the implication was obviously much more suggestive.

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"Can't believe you convinced me to come to something like this."[break][break]

Damien couldn't hide the smile in his voice, though, despite sounding outwardly incredulous. In truth, he was actually pretty stoked to be at Slateport's 5th Annual Fight Night, an adult-only event geared toward the more debaucherous side of Halloween.[break][break]

Hosted at the city's Night Market, all around them were stalls peddling themed foodstuffs, spooky trinkets and souvenirs, and a myriad assortment of candies and other sweet treats. Guests were encouraged to mingle and even pass out candy to one another, if desired.[break][break]

DAMIEN RUSSO wasn't about to miss out on free shit, that was for sure. Hitched in the crook of his elbow was the titular Halloween plastic Jack-o'-lantern bucket, ready and waiting for sugary delights. He'd even done a little zombie makeup for the occasion.[break][break]

"Damn. Lookin' good." [break][break]

Was Damien talking to Frank Caffey?[break][break]

Nope.[break][break]

Walking by was a man dressed in some sort of skimpy derivative of a Ken costume. Painted across his chiseled pecs was the phrase, 'I am KENOUGH.'[break][break]

"That shit deserves a Snickers." And so it was done. The guy winked and dropped a little something in Damien's bucket as well before moving on.

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POSTED ON Oct 5, 2023 0:12:23 GMT

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POSTED ON Sept 30, 2023 22:07:10 GMT

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thread summary: One text can change everything. When Damien accidentally sees a message from Cillian Quinn on Frank Caffey's phone, all hell breaks loose. He's pissed. How dare Frank lie to him, after promising to stay clear of criminal activity following his three year stint in prison? Damien's anger eventually spills over into physical violence, but Frank quickly reminds him of his place in their relationship.

why is it important?: Damien is a character that feels like he's carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. It's been that way ever since he was a kid. Being the son of two deadbeat parents and the oldest of eight siblings, a lot of the family responsibilities fell on him.

Sure, it was a shitty upbringing. But it would have been even shittier without Frank Caffey.

This thread explores how intimately tied the two characters are. Damien feels indebted to Frank in a way that borders on ownership. The collar he wears — a gift from Frank earlier in their relationship, when they were still in Unova — symbolizes Damien's unhealthy reliance on his childhood friend: how he's constantly swayed by what Frank wants, how he gives into Frank's needs, how he truly believes that Frank loves him and would never purposefully hurt him.

And when Frank decides he needs to be punished for thinking otherwise, Damien submits.

He's blind to Frank's selfishness. Or, maybe, he deliberately denies it. It can't be true. Frank always has his best interest at heart. Right?

What I love about Damien is that's he such a hothead of a character, who normally voices how he feels without a filter. But when it comes to Frank, I get to play with this internal and external struggle involving his personal subjugation. Sometimes it's a relief to have someone there to rely on, sometimes it's more of a burden when that person keeps letting you down.

Will Damien always be under Frank's thumb?

Shoutout to Guns AGAIN, this time for indulging me with our boys ♡ Their dynamic is something that I really enjoy writing, and she honestly does such a great job conveying Frank's subtle deviousness + making him feel like a layered character! Can't wait for more of their shenanigans in the future :3

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Damien landed roughly on the bed, shakily coughing into the sheets as Frank continued with his demands. He felt the weight of his phone fall next to him, too, but didn't immediately reach for it.[break][break]

Instead, he looked to Frank Caffey with a mixture of shock, reproach, and shameful arousal evident in his downturned expression. [break][break]

When the rope came out, Damien stiffened.[break][break]

"F-frank—" He sputtered, his voice earnest with an undertone of irrefutable desire. [break][break]

This was fucking ridiculous. How did it come to this? All DAMIEN RUSSO wanted was for his friend — one of the people he cared for most in the world — to not get involved with a known criminal.[break][break]

Why did that deserve punishment?[break][break]

But, it wasn't for him to know why. [break][break]

A trembling hand reached up to thumb the collar at his neck. It was a placating gesture, one he did often to soothe himself when needed. Now, it was a reminder of the dynamic they shared.[break][break]

Frank knew best. He always did. He'd been there when no one else was. [break][break]

He came back. He cared. He listened.[break][break]

And in moments like these, he decided what was best for them.[break][break]

"...Yes, sir."

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Oh fuck. Oh shit. Oh fucking shit.[break][break]

"Frank, fuck, I didn't mean—!" [break][break]

Immediately, DAMIEN RUSSO knew he'd stepped in it. His anger had been so blinding that he hadn't realized in the moment exactly what he was doing. Instinct had taken over rational thought. [break][break]

His temper cooled at the sight of the bruise already forming on Frank Caffey's cheek. The way he held his jaw in pain jabbed somewhere deep in Damien's chest; a pang that persisted as his friend stomped forward.[break][break]

It wasn't supposed to be like this. [break][break]

Hoenn was supposed to be a fresh start.[break][break]

Why couldn't he just listen?[break][break]

"No, no, I just want—" Damien held his hands up at a disarming kilter, trying but failing to diffuse the situation he'd created.[break][break]

Roughly, he felt himself being slammed against the wall and pinned there by crushing hands around his throat, making it almost impossible to catch a solid breath. Not only that, but Frank was so strong that he held Damien higher off the floor than his feet could reach. His toes barely brushed the carpet. [break][break]

"F-frank, I can't—" Breathe.[break][break]

"I just want—" Damien's collar dug into his neck where Frank's grip continued to tighten. He was starting to feel lightheaded.[break][break]

"I just want you safe—!"

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DAMIEN RUSSO paused for a millisecond, uncertainty flashing across seafoam eyes. But it was fleeting, engulfed by the heat of betrayal. [break][break]

Fire couldn't be stopped with just a look. Words meant nothing against flame-incensed indignation. Frank Caffey wouldn't be able to snuff DAMIEN RUSSO out now, as he usually did.[break][break]

There was just too much anger.[break][break]

"How? How, Frank?" Damien winced as he barked out the words, pain sparking up his arm where the larger man held him. [break][break]

"How can I fucking trust you when you're doing shit like this behind my back?!" He was yelling now, all control gone. White-hot rage emboldened him and, with a strength that perhaps didn't match his slim body, he tried to pull out of Frank's grasp.[break][break]

"Let go of me, you fucking asshole!"[break][break]

His one free hand clenched into a fist.[break][break]

Damien swung, aiming for Frank Caffey's jaw.

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Frank’s calm demeanor only served to throw fuel on the flames of Damien’s rising anger.[break][break]

“I’m not a goddamn idiot, Frank.” Just a client my ASS. Like hell he was gonna buy a shitty line like that.[break][break]

“Dealing with one of Hoenn’s most notorious criminals in any capacity is not above fucking board, holy shit. How can you be so fucking stupid?”[break][break]

When Frank reached for the phone Damien didn’t resist, shoving it roughly in his hand and then—[break][break]

Oh hell no. Feeling a placating touch to his shoulder, he froze for a second. Looked Frank square in the eyes.[break][break]

And then smacked his hand away.[break][break]

Not only that, in the same movement he jammed a finger into Frank’s chest, burying the nail in the other man’s pectoral muscle.[break][break]

“You promised. You fucking promised.” [break][break]

Damien could feel the sting of betrayal swelling in his throat.

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DAMIEN RUSSO hadn't always had such an incendiary temper. But over time life had made him raw and vulnerable to the slightest prospect of difficulty.[break][break]

Any little thing could set him off now.[break][break]

Down goes a single match and poof, he's up in flames.[break][break]

"What the fuck is this?" He accused, his voice rising as he practically leapt from the bed and stomped over to where Frank hovered by the bathroom door.[break][break]

He held the phone screen up so that the text message could be clearly read.[break][break]

"You said you'd stay clean, Frank! Yet you're over here texting Rocket's goddamn demon king!" Damien remembered well the sort of 'discussion' he'd had with Cillian Quinn not so long ago. The thought of it still sent chills down his spine.[break][break]

"What's going on? Tell me. Right. Fucking. Now."

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Frank was right, the collar never left Damien's neck.[break][break]

It was a remnant of their past. A token from Unova, signifying all the shit they'd been through together. How Frank had helped him get past all those hungry nights, the fighting, the overdoses... even the death of his brother.[break][break]

The collar was a sign of loyalty and gratefulness and care. Frank had been the one to keep him from drowning in the gutter when no one else would lift a finger. He was never able to get Damien out, but at least he didn't let him die.[break][break]

"Mmmph...!" Was the ROCKET's grumbling response to leaving the bed for a shower, paired with a mighty heave of blankets over his head to block out the golden light streaming into the room.[break][break]

Frank Caffey would easily be able to translate this to, 'Fuck no, let me sleep.'[break][break]

A few minutes passed with Damien weaving in and out of consciousness. Faintly, he heard the shower turn on in the background. The sound of streaming water on tile nearly lulled him back to sleep... until a grating vibration on the nightstand broke the peace.[break][break]

It was persistent. So much so that, in drowsy anger, Damien sat upright and grabbed for the culprit: his phone.[break][break]

Who the fuck was texting him right now?[break][break]

The screen flashed on, revealing the following message:[break][break]

C. QUINN [break]
When are you available to meet? [break]
(5:47 PM)

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The hell? Shit. This is Frank's goddamn phone.[break][break]

He almost set it back down, but then the name on the text finally registered. C. Quinn. Cillian Quinn.[break][break]

... Oh fuck no.[break][break]

"FRANK! Get the FUCK out here!"

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POSTED ON Aug 20, 2023 19:19:50 GMT

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Ha. This one was sassy.[break][break]

Damien liked that. So much so that he took the bait; pushing himself off the side of the counter, he edged in closer in front of luke hyacinth, leaving only a few inches between them.[break][break]

"I haven't seen the full package yet." Damien lamented, his neck craning back to appreciate his host's angled jawline and piercing eyes. Somewhere between 'full' and 'package' one of his fingers found its way into the waistband of his pants, pulling the other man closer.[break][break]

"How can I know you're the sexiest?"[break][break]

To the offer of wine, he declined. [break][break]

"Nah. I want to be sober for this."

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