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Jamie Dodger ([personal profile] smokedout) wrote in [community profile] riverviewlogs2018-06-23 07:48 am

[open] You can set yourself on fire

who: Jamie Dodger and YOU
what: Catch-all log for late June and July
when: Now through July 30th
where: Alllll over the city
warnings: Dodger. Sex, drugs, violence, threats of torture, cannibal talk and weird consent issues are likely on the table.

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i. For Kai

[Dodger has picked out a quiet bar in the middle of the city; a spot where the lazy murmur of the crowd is just enough noise to speak clearly without getting overheard. He'd checked all throughout his apartment and confirmed that he has no Lampyr left... which means that instead, he simply has his own wits and a lot of alcohol to pick this man's brain with.

Speaking of which, he's bought a large bottle of fireball whiskey and two glasses for them. And as promised to indicate who Kai is meeting, Dodger's dog is sitting neatly under the table, so still that it's hard to be completely sure if it's real or not.
]

ii. For Aeacinos

[Dodger's been in a weird mood lately. A mood where nothing is satisfying and everything is distracting. Already after inviting Aeacinos over, he's gotten up to clean the apartment five times and given Brink all sorts of meaningless tasks just to have something to do; even having him research tricks on his own and show what he found.

Around the third time that Dodger finds himself extracting himself from Aeacinos's coils to check the empty fridge as if that will make food appear, he glances back at the naga with a mildly frustrated look. Not frustrated with Cinos, but mostly with himself.
]

This place is a fucking mess... [It's actually spotless, which is slightly weird for Dodger.] ...Hey. What do you figure humans are worth? I mean, how much do you care about killing them?

iii. For Ivar

[Surprise, surprise. Dodger is completely drunk. It's one of those nights, where the weight of existence happens to crash into him at the same time as a desire to mope alone. All things considered, it shouldn't be too much of a surprise that it ends in him calling Ivar; by the sound of it he's put the phone on speaker, and is just mumbling while resting his head.]

Fuck you. Just... fuck you.

[Smooth way to talk to your owner, Jamie.]

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ragnarsson: ([17.31] Spoiling the plan)

iii

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2018-06-24 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
[The problem with owning a self-destructive dog is moments like this. Ivar picks up the phone and can immediately tell what's going on. He sighs, rubbing one of his temples with his free hand. After losing his father and Athelstan in such a short amount of time, he's in no mood to have patience with Dodger and whatever is wrong with him right now.]

As sweet as these sentiments are, you're drunk. Go sleep it off.
ragnarsson: ([20.21] Glare is super effective)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2018-06-25 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Gods above, it's like dealing with a whiny child sometimes. Well, he's the one who wanted to have control over Dodger, so he'll have to put up with him now.]

Fine. You want something to do? Meet me at your house. Assuming you don't fall down in the gutter somewhere between now and then.

[He puts on his braces and sets off to Dodger's house. He waits there to see if his wayward dog will appear.]
ragnarsson: ([13.12] Almost kiss)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2018-06-25 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Ivar goes over to Dodger, looming above him. It's clear just how tall Ivar really is when he's able to walk without having to rely on anything like a crutch. He shakes his head. The mutant is next to useless like this. Normally, Ivar would just leave, but he's been off-balance since his family had left.]

What am I going to do with you?

[He murmurs. Then he kneels down and kisses Dodger on the mouth.]
ragnarsson: ([17.28] Plotting)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2018-06-25 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
[There's something hungry in Ivar's kiss, the kind that comes from being lonely and sad. He's too fucking broken for anyone else to stay with him. Yet somehow Dodger is still here in his life after a year. That's longer than many have been.]

I always said I'd fuck you only when Ragnarok came around.

[He pulls out a knife, tracing it down Dodger's skin, licking his lips at the sight. His lips brush the shell of Dodger's ear as he whispers into it.]

But I guess never say never.
ragnarsson: ([20.8] I'll kill him myself)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2018-06-27 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Ivar breathes out and bites the lobe of Dodger's ear before pulling back just a little bit. He's never gone all the way before with a man and there's a small flutter of apprehension curling within him. But he's not backing out now. There's an intensity in his ice-blue eyes as he looks down at Dodger.]

Lucky for you, I can't top with my legs the way they are.

[Much to his consternation. Vikings didn't care much about relationships between men in general, but the one who bottomed was seen as being lesser. Still, Ivar knew he was no longer in his home world, so what did it matter what went on between them?]
ragnarsson: ([11.25] Shirtless and nervous)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2018-06-30 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ivar traces the line of Dodger's muscles with the knife once more. Apparently, he needs to spell things out for Dodger.]

Did I not make myself clear? I want to have sex with you.

[He begins to remove his clothes. His chest and arms are both nicely toned, the product of a lifetime of using them to get around. The hesitation starts when he has to remove his leg braces and pants. He only does so only slowly and reluctantly. He's never been completely naked in front of another man before in a sexual situation.

His legs are thin, withered things, no muscle on them whatsoever, the bones stretched out taut under thin skin. His face is impassive, though his eyes have a touch of nervousness in them. If Dodger makes a single crack about his legs, by all the gods, he'll kill him on the spot.
ragnarsson: ([11.26] Close together)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2018-07-01 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Ivar waits for him to say something about his legs, but aside from a long look, there's nothing. Color him surprised. It's clear he's tense from the way his muscles are bunched up, but they begin to relax under the touch of Dodger's lips. One thing he can at least be sure of is that the mutant knows exactly what he's doing with all the experience he's had.

Meanwhile, Ivar is a live wire, stripped down, all his nerves and emotions that he usually does so well at hiding brought forth to the surface. His mind is in turmoil. He normally never would have even let this happen, but with part of his family now gone, he's hurting, and seeking solace with the one person he knows that's more broken than he is.

His hands come up, running slowly over Dodger's body. Ivar's never really thought much about foreplay before, since generally sex seemed to be a straightforward thing, but he could use some right about now.]
ragnarsson: ([13.12] Almost kiss)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2018-07-01 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[The kiss Dodger gives him, so full of gentleness and sweetness, is completely unexpected. Ivar can stand almost anything but kindness from people. Kindness almost feels like it might hurt sometimes, for he receives it so rarely, and always expects the other shoe to fall, hurting him once again.

If he wasn't so full of conflicting emotions, he might be shaking. As it is, even Dodger's half-hearted threat does nothing to dissuade Ivar. He wraps one hand around Dodger's neck, pulling them closer together. He could say something scathing to Dodger, some command that reinforces their relationship, but he can't find it in himself to do so.]


Make it good.

[Then his hands are back to exploring Dodger's body, running over the curve of his shoulders, and slowly down his back.]
ragnarsson: (Default)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2018-07-02 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a shuddering gasp as Dodger's hand closes around his dick. He's done this once before, but that had been a bit different at the hospital. He's trying not to have performance anxiety and just let himself enjoy the moment. He's had sex before and knows that he can do this if he doesn't overthink it. His dick responds to the friction and touch, though it takes perhaps a little longer than it might for some other men.

He's about half-hard when he begins to calm down, knowing he won't have the same troubles he did with Margrethe, being unable to perform at all. His nails dig into Dodger's back, leaving red crescents and then longer marks as he drags his hands down his back.]
ragnarsson: (Default)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2018-07-04 07:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Ivar sucks in a deep breath as if he's forgotten how to take more than one at a time. There's a moment where he groans as Dodger's hand moves over both their cocks. He's never gotten an amount of pleasure like this from being with a man before.

At the request, Ivar complies, digging his nails in hard enough this time to break the skin. He can feel the dampness of blood as it trickles down in thin ribbons Dodger's back. He takes one of his hands and brings it around to his face, licking off the bits of blood with his tongue.]
illusionistic: (13)

[personal profile] illusionistic 2018-06-24 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Aeacinos is quite content to continue dozing with Dodger but he'll feel the other man extracting himself from the coils of his tail as he lets out an amused laugh. The edge of his tail will flick as he thinks on Dodger's words. ]

At first? I hardly felt they were worth anything at all. They are weak, soft, and they hardly seemed like good fighters. There are no humans in my world and they would not last long there either. But now being around them and experiencing things with them...they are a strange and interesting race.

[ Though he pauses as he gives Dodger a strange look. ] If they are attacking me and the ones I care about then I have no qualms about it. But I do not kill needlessly regardless of how I might feel.
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[personal profile] illusionistic 2018-07-01 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Aeacinos sits up a little curious and somewhat intrigued. His tail might flick by Dodger's feet in the kitchen as he remains silent. ]

You wish...to hunt your own kind?

[ He sounds...mildly confused and concerned. He knows Dodger has mentioned it offhandedly but Aeacinos never really took it seriously. ]

Then when you have said to have eaten human before you were not joking. Is that...a common thing in your world?
illusionistic: (14)

[personal profile] illusionistic 2018-07-01 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Hm. I do not see why, when put that way. [ Aeacinos looks thoughtful. ]

When I came to Earth to track and kill someone that is what they called me as well. But it is not surprising, given my appearance. Even bac at home on the battlefield I am regarded as Enki's monster general. But I understand how it feels to be regarded as one nonetheless.
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[personal profile] pinkyswearing 2018-07-03 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kai doesn't keep Dodger waiting all that long as he arrives at the bar. He's dressed down after a day at the office, changed from a suit to fitted jeans and a casual button up shirt. His hair is pulled up into the stupid samurai bun he's apt to wearing.

It's not particularly hard to spot his target and he heads over with a charming smile, but probably someone like Dodger can see the underlying crazy to it. ]


Good evening.
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[personal profile] pinkyswearing 2018-07-18 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kai takes a seat and appraises Dodger briefly. ]

Causing fear is easy. [ He lifts a shoulder and before he continues he’s making sure to get a stiff drink.

Afterwards... ]


I’m not soft at all. There’s still plenty unknown about this place.