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〆 ‒‒‒‒‒ 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑 ⟩ an individual fighting against the demon living inside him , striving to find purpose in a broken world. this is an independent , highly selective & low-activity writing blog for a fandomless original character , created & written by dylan ( twenty-four , he / him ). exploring moral ambiguity , overcoming inner conflict & finding purpose. please read my carrd before following.
〆 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐝. 〆 𝐚𝐬𝐤. 〆 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐨. 〆 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫.
RICHARD MADDEN Tulum, Mexico (December 31, 2021)
damon is a lone wolf so where is he reluctantly being part of an ensemble cast of muses
I got a gig. Cash, up front.
Cash, up front? This, I like. The water needs turning on, and those toilets need flushing.
finally finished my barrage of early shifts so its vidya games for the time being
〆 ‒‒‒‒‒ yllowpages ⟩ egon spengler·
Egon watches closely, almost unblinkingly — analyzing. The demon clearly retains some physical control over Damon’s body, though he doubts that was necessarily the design of the possession process. ( Why would a Class VII entity choose not to gain full autonomy of its victim? ) The psychological aspect is clearly more complicated. Inter-cognitive communication — yet something else Egon assumes was a flaw in the entity’s execution. Damon retaining full or nearly-full consciousness might just be another hurdle for … Gilgamesh. But this is all less black-and-white than most things he and the others take care of. It isn’t exactly as simple as blasting a proton stream to disrupt the PKE levels ( actually, that would kill the host ) . No, this is going to take a little more finesse.
“ How are you sleeping? ” It’s not exactly an answer to Damon’s question — it’s not an answer at all, in fact, and it seems to come out of nowhere — but Egon has to wonder … After all, a scientific hypothesis can only be disproven, not proven. One brow raises, quizzically. “ Since your possession, have you developed any sleep disorders? Insomnia, symptoms of sleep paralysis, sleep apnea? ”
damon instinctively leans back slightly , almost intimidated by the scientist’s curiosity despite the good intentions. digits curl into themselves to rub his eye , as if subconsciously driven to do so at the mention of his sleeping habits ( truthfully , he could barely sleep at all ). damon abandons his own question to satisfy egon instead. ❛ uh ... fine ? i don’t get many hours of sleep , if i’m honest. ❜
tension clung to damon , suffocating him with the sheer thought of gilgamesh reacting. he couldn’t imagine himself getting along with the demon much longer ( despite their agreement ). he knew not to trust the entity. ❛ i’m always exhausted. he makes it exhausting to even stand. ❜ a beat , as if he was waiting for the demon to interrupt. but nothing. ❛ when i try to sleep , i see flashes of images. gilgamesh tells me they were memories from his life. but i’m fucking clueless , doc. ❜
damon go out and make a friend challenge
damon’s preferred weapons to summon are pistols or knives. since they’re smaller, they’re faster to make use of in the heat of the moment. though, if you see him busting out a big sword or a shotgun, he’s angry or desperate.
〆 ‒‒‒‒‒ rahge ⟩ akina mori
if you’re this important . . . is not a right way to speak to a mori . or for the lack of better words , to someone who was just looking for an excuse to lash out on someone . her mother’s birthdays often brought out the worst in her , she’ll still pretend she loves yui mori as much as her love is rejected and stomped on and ignored . it’s akina’s determination to be a good daughter and knowing there won’t be an heir but her . takes her a few minutes to convince herself the poor bodyguard did nothing to deserve her ire , therefore it hides behind an indifferent eye roll and obedience . somewhere quiet , yes , they have to go somewhere quiet and safe . still , she refuses to reach down and take off her high heels , despite the softness of the ground and thickness of tree roots . ❛ your name was damon right ? ❜ small conversations , her least favorite thing . yet silence is starting to make her nervous too , it’s a good thing she has a blade hidden around her thigh , under her dress . ❛ i always wondered if that name came from ’ demon ’ . or if i would name my second son ’ adam ’ or ’ gabriel ’ if i had two sons . and that i actually kinda . . . hate kids . ❜ her voice seems airy , still , she deserves an applause for keeping up with him . ❛ you have siblings ? ❜
bodyguard work weren’t his ideal jobs , given how difficult it was for him to care for another person’s safety ( gilgamesh only cared about his own safety , therefore damon’s safety ). though , he knew this was bigger than he believed. too much was unfolding for him to simply back out now , simple hunting jobs were far behind him for now. {{ you are already sensing it too , aren’t you ? }}. damon nods to himself before lips part to respond. ❛ yes. ❜ fortunately , his response fit an answer to akina’s question ( his eyes fluttered as he tuned into the conversation she was suddenly starting to create ). damon passively listens to her , determined in his walk towards their destination. yet , his entire form freezes as she asks him another question ( one that would be normal to most , albeit too personal to him ). fists become clenched as he fights off any attempts to remember {{ looks like she struck a nerve. }} his gaze flashes back at her before he starts walking again. ❛ no. i don’t have anyone important , it’s easier that way. ❜ a beat , glancing back again. ❛ but you’ve seen your fair share of bloodshed too , haven’t you ? ❜
Richard Madden as Ikaris in Eternals (2021)
ok but damon going full powered mode and getting a full demon suit
Lady Chatterley’s Lover - 2015
〆 ‒‒‒‒‒ @beaumortal ⟩ hc + morning routine
once damon had established his base of operations, almost every morning became the same; each morning, damon wakes up & gilgamesh is always standing across the room, staring at him as he waits for their day to begin. damon typically wakes up around midday at the earliest. damon hits his answering machine to see if there are any missed calls or possible jobs waiting for him.
afterwards, he battles with his shower to get it working then goes about a usual cleaning routine; quick shower ( most likely cold or lukewarm ), brushing his teeth & running his hand through his hair ONCE to comb it over & let fate decide how messy it is that day. then, he gets dressed practices with one weapon ( the weapon changing each day ), as instructed by gilgamesh, for a little under an hour. maggie always leaves breakfast for him downstairs, as she knows he would either forget to eat or eat leftovers from the night before. to finish off the routine part of his day, damon leaves to check any spots he has set up in the city where he is observing an area for supernatural activity or any spots set up to gather further information on missions.
overall, it takes around 1-2 hours. after that, damon has little clue as to what the rest of the day will bring.
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〆 ‒‒‒‒‒ worthfuls ⟩ alice bingley
she remembers when they first met —— what she didn’t expect was for him to remember her. it was common in her castle for people to be completely unaware that there was a princess of hartthwaite. they met in a dark place, somewhere where her face could be barely seen —— and yet, he remembered. it causes her chest to flutter, small smile to come on her face. easy money. smile falters, even if she tries to hide it. “ i think you might be the only person who thinks that. ” she drops the pouch in his lap, gaze focused on the ground. perhaps she’ll hide her disappointment at being some money source if she doesn’t look at him. “ can i ask you something? do you think . . . i’m a bad person if i don’t want to go home? ”
there was an added weight to the pouch landing on his lap , as though guilt was filled deep inside. part of him knew he should hand it back to her , even if she doesn’t need it ( or accept it ). yet , he kept it within his grip before lifting his gaze to watch her subtle movements.
❛ i’d have to disagree. surely there are others who care for you ? i’m a complete stranger. ❜ there wasn’t much effort to find an answer as he stands up , pocketing the pouch before stopping at her abrupt question. his gaze lingers for a moment , narrowing as though he was examining the purpose of her question ( though she held such beauty that he found himself unable to look away ). ❛ well , that depends on why you don’t want to go home. based on first impressions , i’d say you’re anything but a bad person. why do you ask ? ❜
