Detective Henry Quinn

Crime RP OC 18+ || dash only; INFO RULES

[dethenryquinn]

18+ Indie Crime RP Original Character, Detective Henry Quinn, psychic medium. Selective, Multi-Fandom, Multi-Verse. Contains dark and adult themes. Promo template by @jessource here. Sideblog @riffxlorton. INFO || RULES || HC || VERSES || FC || OPENS || WISHLIST || MEMES || VERSES

[dethenryquinn]

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[cardiomyapathy]

"  Better  be  sorry.  Do  you  know  who  I  am?  "  He's  been  the  disgruntled  neighbor  of  this  family  for  years,  known  for  public  crash  outs  that  were  more  or  less  valid. 

EXHIBIT  A:  half  a  beer  spills  onto  him;  his  eyes  twitch  when  the  splash  of  liquid  hits  his  skin  and  he  grabs  the  frat  guy  by  the  collar,  pulling  him  back  to  the  door.  "  –  hey,  BOZO.  re-entry  fee  is  $20.  outfit  fee  is  another  $20."  He  shrugs  the  stained  robe  off  his  shoulders,  revealing  the  physique  he'd  been  working  on  since  that  kid  was  a  tot  sucking  on  his  mom's  tits.

He  holds  one hand out for  payment, the other forming a fist in the pocket of his sweats.

" Pay  up  before  I  knock  your  brain  right  outta  your  skull. "

[dethenryquinn]

"Um, I don't live here or around here, so I don't actually know who you are, sorry." Henry answered truthfully, and who the hell in real life went around with the 'do you know who I am?' routine? "It's a friend's house."

Henry didn't know where to look first, at his scared shitless college brethren, or the sudden display of this older man's incredibly built form. Everything happened so fast.

"I don't have any money, man!" The frat boy slurred, obviously drunk and confused. Henry slipped between them, hoping to diffuse the situation.

"Whoa, whoa, I know you were gonna call the cops, but I don't think it would be a good idea if they were called because you assaulted a college kid, right?" He hoped to god this angry neighbour would see the sense in that. "You can turn him upside and shake him if you want, but no moneys gonna fall out."

Not knowing what else to do, he offered his own cash from his jeans pocket. So much for the extra money he was trying to earn with this party idea. "Here, I've got two twenties, just take mine and let him go ok?" Behind him the music lowered to a dull hum, someone finally noticing the ruckus outside. Henry was going to murder Josh for living him alone it this situation.

[etxrnaleclipse]

Ollie's breathing was heavy, labored, somewhat panicked as he stood there, hoping that Henry would agree to leave. He felt relief when he heard his partner agreeing to what he said, his shoulders relaxing somewhat, but when he felt himself being pulled in close, his brow creased with slight confusion.

Kill them with kindness...

He wasn't exactly sure what that meant, but it became very apparent when he felt himself being pulled in for the most passionate kiss he had felt in a while. It was as if Henry was putting on a performance for these assholes, showing just how strongly they felt about one another, and even as he heard the sound of one man sprinting away, all he could do was focus on those damn lips. He initially made to look at the others, but instead he followed the instructions, not letting his eyes leave Henry's as he went in for another kiss, the hands on his ass making him moan against the blonde's lips.

When Henry pulled away to talk to the remaining two idiots, Ollie let his lips find his partner's neck, kissing and nipping the skin there as he felt desperate for the contact.

"Holy shit..." Ollie gasped when they were finally left alone, meeting Henry's gaze with a slight laugh. "That... was insane."

[dethenryquinn]

Henry was delighted in the way Ollie followed his lead. How he was immediately hooked on him and moaned at his touch. The latching onto his neck made Henry's cock move, Ollie always able to instantly make him hard, especially on that particular weak spot. Every time they started making out, neither one wanted to stop.

"I think the one you punched actually wanted to watch." Henry said and let his hand slide up the back of Ollie's neck and into his dark hair, giving him the slightest of tugs. He was pleased to see that out of all of them, Ollie had been the most surprised by it all.

"Nothing scares a homophobe away faster than being a homo." Henry laughed, "No narrow-minded bigots are ever gonna stop me from loving you. They can go to hell."

[etxrnaleclipse]

Josh went back to his motel room to shower, feeling nervous about getting to spend this time with Henry again. It had been such a long time since they had seen or spoken to one another, and he was fully aware how much of a risk it had been turning up like that. Henry could have easily spat in his face, hit him, or worse just straight up ignored him. He knew, deep down, that it was probably no more than he would have deserved, which was why getting this chance to join the other for dinner was something he wouldn't take for granted. He hoped that he could get his way back in with the blonde. The hot blonde who had been such a part of his life. He sat on the edge of the bed for a short while, thinking on what he would say once they were together again. Would he be open and tell him the truth? He wasn't sure he could admit that. He pushed that thought to the back of his mind and instead focused on the idea of getting laid... That was a more comfortable thing to think about.

By the time it was almost eight, he was parked down the street from Henry's home, not wanting to turn up too early, and he quickly checked himself in the mirror. He smoothed out his curls, having opted for a collared polo with jeans, sneakers for comfort. He wanted to make a good impression, and he ignored the way that his hand shook a little when he knocked on the door.

[dethenryquinn]

Henry didn't want to be too prompt in opening the door, even though he was actually standing right on the other side of it. That would come off too desperate, too eager. Instead, he waited a few beats before answering.

It was hard to believe that Josh Hale was actually standing on his front porch. The night was calm and quiet, and a light wind made the swing on the porch sway just a little bit. Josh was illuminated by the light over Henry's front door. Josh had never seen his home, they'd parted ways before Henry had even bought the place.

"Hi," Henry greeted Josh with a small, warm smile. "I have to say I'm impressed, you're right on time." Completely surprised would have been more apt, but he didn't want to be rude. "Please, come in." Henry motioned with his hand for Josh to enter his home.

He looked good, too good for someone who was so casually dressed. And Henry could smell his cologne as he came in. This was going to be more difficult than he'd envisioned. Difficult not to fall into bed with him, anyway.

[etxrnaleclipse]

The hand in his hair was soft, comforting, and it was just what he needed. If he had been trying to fight sleep, then that would have won him over every time. Listening to the sound of Henry's breathing alongside him, he felt himself slowly slipping away and eventually he was fast asleep.

He didn't quite recall his dreams, glad that they were not nightmares this time as he floated. All he knew was that there was a feeling of warmth that spread across him as he slept. By the time he began to feel like he was waking up, he could also feel the gentle caress of Henry's lips across his neck and he smiled. A soft hum passed his lips as he blinked his eyes open, turning to see Henry there with arms around him.

"Hey... Shit, did I sleep long?" Rubbing his eyes, Ollie looked around in search of a clock. The drive had taken it out of him a great deal.

[dethenryquinn]

"No gorgeous, you're fine. Don't worry, I just slipped downstairs to talk to Jeanie for a few minutes. How was your nap?" Henry was thankful every time Ollie woke up without a nightmare. They were getting less and less as time went on, as they both went on with their life together and helped each other heal. Having Ollie wake up calmly from a doze with a smile on his handsome face was it's own reward.

"Jeanie is definitely gonna break out the photo albums to show you, I just know it." Henry didn't mind, at least not for the most part, he was worried anything from high school would make him cringe though.

His hand slipped up under Ollie's shirt to caress his bare skin, sliding up his stomach to his chest. "Mmm, you're so warm."

[dethenryquinn]

What Artform Does Your Soul Take?

Sculpture Formed with willpower and with determination, your soul creates sculpture. Whether it be out of marble, clay, or stone, to shape the inorganic into something worth stopping to stare at is a feat unto itself. Sculpture is about endurance, and if there is anything you can do, it’s endure. To be a sculptor is to be strong, and you know what that means better than anyone else. Your whole life you have been a pillar for others –– stable, firm, and infallible. Others can depend on you and lean on you, and you will shoulder that weight like it is nothing. But you more than most must understand that strength does not last forever –– even the hardiest rock faces wear with time, and someday that strength will fade away, and where will you be left then? You desire to be more than your strength, to allow yourself to be soft in a way that will not wear. With calloused hands and a calloused heart, you are able to look through everything that stands in your way, carving resolutely through to what you seek beneath it all. Look to Michelangelo. Look to Alberto Giacometti. Look to Bourgeois, and Kusama, and Donatello, and Rodin. What perfection, what sublime excellence there is in turning nothing into something, anything, no matter how heavy that weight is to bear.

Tagged By: @ragewithinthestorm Tagging: @etxrnaleclipse (Ollie), @sociopathichero, @frxncaise

[ragewithinthestorm]

❝ Harder, god, harder ─ ❞ (for Sam)

Samuel was still in disbelief that not only was Henry back, but he wanted Sam just as much as he wanted the taller male, and now he was balls deep inside of his high school crush. He couldn't help but groan at Henry's words, more than happy to give him what he wanted, his voice almost sounded as though he was begging Sam. He opted to slow his thrusts to focus more on the impact of each thrust, withdrawing until just the tip was left inside before slamming into him.

[mynorthernattitude]

& if you think you can shut me up by kissing my neck

You're absolutely right 😣😩

[dethenryquinn]

// I wanted to write but I have one of my splitting headaches again :( So, I'll be back later after some rest. Love yous! ❤️

[etxrnaleclipse]

Reluctantly, Ollie did as he was told, remaining in the truck when Henry climbed out. He turned around though, watching through the rear window for what might happen. The thought of his own stupid actions, regardless of them being caused by trauma, bring trouble to them like this made him angry.

He remained inside as he observed the interaction, unable to fully hear what they were saying, but when he saw the asshole taking a swing at Henry, he couldn't help himself. Even though his partner had the guy up against the truck in the time it took, he threw himself out of the car and rushed to his side, watching as the three men stared angrily and weighed up their options.

"Come on, Henry... Let's just go home."

"Yeah that's right. Go on and run. Weak and pathetic." One of the men spat the words at them and Ollie felt himself tense. But he had to hold it together.

[dethenryquinn]

"Yeah, you're right." Henry agreed, they were certainly not worth it, and Henry didn't have the anger in him tonight to punch anyone in the face. Ollie had done quite a good enough job of that on his own.

Though the last comment that was heard from one of the men made Henry stop again. Ollie was far from weak and pathetic, he'd survived an horrendous ordeal, one that would've made all three of these clowns piss their pants.

He reached out for Ollie's hand and pulled him close. "I can see it their eyes that they're afraid of me, but do you know what else guys like them are afraid of, gorgeous?" Henry held Ollie close to his body, as if they were about to dance. "I think we can kill em' with kindness."

Then, in a surprise move, in front of the three men, much to their bewilderment, Henry pulled Ollie into a deep, hot, open-mouthed, tongue bathing kiss.

"What the fuck?!" The third man yelled, "Gross, fucking queers!" And his voice cracked comically. "Fuck this shit!"

Who was going to dare to pull them apart? Henry was willing to take the chance, but if he was a gambling man, he'd say they were all talk. "Just look at me, forget them, keep those pretty eyes only on me, baby." Henry whispered as he went down to cup Ollie's bubble butt with both hands.

He heard the fast paced footsteps of the man that yelled, then took a moment from Ollie's lips to look at the two remaining, both absolutely gobsmacked. "You gonna stay there and watch me suck his cock, or do you have better places to be?"

The second man dragged Ollie's bloodied nose foe by the arm, "Come on man, we don't want no part of this! What if someone sees! They'll think we're all together! Move your fucking ass!!"

But Henry was past the point of caring, even though this had been a whole ruse to scare off a pack of dumbass homophobes and their closeted friend; all Henry wanted was to keep kissing Ollie. And maybe he would suck his cock dry in the parking lot? His gorgeous man loved a bit of public action, after all.

[etxrnaleclipse]

"Glad you noticed." Josh replied, his smirk as evident in his tone as it was plastered on his face. It was one thing he had always been able to pride himself on, back when he was in college and now. The way he could turn on the charm no matter what. It worked on getting his way or getting people into his bed. When Henry grabbed his hand, his expression softened, because he had so missed that touch. Henry was the only person who saw a slightly different side to him. Nothing too soft, but he was the only person who ever got a glimpse behind the mask on a very rare occasion.

"You got it. Wouldn't miss that for the world."

[dethenryquinn]

Henry felt as nervous has he had on his first date when he was teenager. Felt as nervous as he had the first time he'd met Josh that day in college. A day that had changed his life completely. Would tonight be one of those times, also? He didn't want to think about that, but it was difficult. He had so many questions about why Josh was here and now.

He tried his best to put it out of his mind as he showered. He used his best products in and out of the wash, his body smooth as usual, and smelling purposely delicious. He brushed his teeth, flossed, had a quick shave, then had to decide on what to wear.

It was a casual dinner at his house, but he didn't want to just wear his usual t-shirts. Instead, he opted for very nice fitting blue jeans and a dark grey Henley, the buttons undone at the neck, and the sleeves rolled up. He matched it with a pair of white trainers. A relaxed look, but a sexy one, he hoped. There was no denying his ass in those Levi's, that was for sure.

Then he set about in the kitchen setting the table. He didn't cook, wasn't going to go through all the effort in case this whole meeting turned sour or into a nightmare somehow. He also had the strong feeling that Josh wasn't putting in any effort at all, and Henry had learned long ago to stop pouring his feelings like water into an empty cup. He ordered a nice meal from a steakhouse instead, with a some veggies and a dessert.

Before he knew it, it was 7:30 pm and he had time to kill. Just great, time to sit around nervously. He sat on the couch next to Max who was gone to the world znoked out, and flicked the television on. "Well, at least someone's calm and relaxed."

[etxrnaleclipse]

Ollie rested against Henry with a loving smile on his face, feeling overwhelmingly grateful that this man had come into his life. Sure, their relationship was far from ordinary, but he didn't care. He loved Henry so much and he felt incredibly lucky. He listened to what the other said, letting his hand gently caress up and down Henry's arm as he did so, fingertips tracing the skin.

"Doesn't matter. I'm excited too, you have no idea. Being able to just exist here with you, in your home town, to get to see everything that you enjoy and love doing? I couldn't ask for a better way to spend the next week. I promise you that. No matter how mundane you think something sounds, show me everything."

[dethenryquinn]

Henry stroked Ollie's hair for as long as possible for his partner to start to doze off into his nap. Eventually they were in a spooning position with Henry's arms around Ollie, and he relaxed, listening to the brunette breathe and the quiet of the room.

He thought he'd sleep himself, but it never came. He didn't mind, he loved moments like this, when he knew Ollie was safe, secure, and relaxed. It made him feel good that Ollie was content. Contentment was something Henry had looked for his whole life, along with love, and he'd found both of those things in Ollie. When Henry said Ollie was his treasure, he meant it.

When Ollie was completely lights out, Henry gave him a kiss and slipped away, just long enough to have a chat with Jeanie. He'd be back before his lover woke up.

She was making dinner as she said, the pasta in a big pot on the stove, when Henry walked up to her.

"Hey hun, remember the family secret?" She grinned.

"Of course, I make Nan's famous spaghetti all the time; you put a little sauce in with the water while it boils, and slice the garlic super thin so it melts."

"You're damn right." She looked over at him from she stirred, instantly knowing Henry had something to say. "You've got that look on your face, like you want to confess, well, go on, nothing else can be more shockin' than you and your cousin today."

Henry leaned in the doorway and folded his arms. "I came up here to see you, so you could meet him, and I'm beyond grateful that you understand our situation."

"But..." She raised a brow and took the pot off the hot burner.

"I also came up here because home is where I'm going to ask Ollie to marry me."

Things got quiet for a few moments as Jeanie weighed her response as she drained the pasta in the sink. "So much for nothing else being shocking." She huffed a small laugh, "He's wonderful, Henry, my love, if you two want to get married, I'm all for it. Nothing could ever turn me from you." She had always been a good judge of character, and anyone who made Henry as happy as Ollie did, was fine in her books.

She put the pot down and swept him into her arms. Henry at a loss for words, he felt tears at the corners of his eyes. "Thank you." He whispered.

He held him back to look at him, rubbing the sides of his arms. "Go back upstairs, Henry, dinner will be ready in another 20, ok?"

He nodded, with yet another relief lifted off his shoulders. On his way back upstairs he checked his suitcase. He wasn't sure what kind of ring to get Ollie, so he decided to get them both a silver bands. They could wear them on their right hands when they were engaged, and change them to gold and on the left whenever they got married. Henry didn't know when that would be, but he was hopeful about the future.

When he made sure the rings were in the box in the luggage where he left them, he made his way back to Ollie just in time to see him move a little. He slid back onto the bed and up against his lover's back, arms around him once more, and began to kiss the back of his head and neck.

[etxrnaleclipse]

Ollie laughed slightly at the comment, feeling his cheeks flush a little at his partner's tone. He felt incredibly glad to have Henry by his side, and that he had him while getting through their ordeal. Now and then, part of him found himself wondering what might have happened if Henry was not part of his life. What would have happened when Valentine came for him? Would he even be there? There was every chance that Henry being part of his world was the sole reason that Ollie was alive today, and he couldn't put a value on that.

When the car began to move only to stop again, he turned around and spotted the figured blocking their exit.

"Henry- what the hell? You can't go out there by yourself, there's three of them!"

[dethenryquinn]

Someone diabolical and evil like Harry Valentine was one thing, but some drunk assholes outside the bar? Light work. Of course Henry wouldn't start a physical fight, he'd just finish it if it came to that.

"What seems to be the problem, fellas?" Henry said as he stepped out of the truck once again. The wind had picked up and the grey t-shirt he was wearing ruffled in the breeze a little. "It's getting late, we're just trying to head home."

"Your little fairy boyfriend punched me in the face!" The main offender said, and Henry was glad to see he'd gotten a bloody nose for his earlier trouble.

"Now, now, that's not very nice. And you were hitting on me pretty aggressively, you shouldn't do that if you know someone has a boyfriend."

The man's friends looked at him suspiciously, apparently that wasn't common knowledge.

"The hell I did! You were tryin' it with me!"

"I told you inside that I'm a cop, right?" Henry sighed, he looked back at Ollie for a moment, seeing where his lover was now.

One of the men suddenly swung, and Henry side stepped him, grabbing his arm and twisting it behind his back, pinning him to the tail of the truck. "You think I can't guard against a drunk guy's punch?" Henry was more annoyed now than worried. He let the guy go and threw him into his friends.

"Back off, now. Or I can put you in jail for the night, your choice."

[etxrnaleclipse]

ETXRNALECLIPSE. independent semi-selective multimuse blog ft. muses (oc and canon) from mission impossible, knives out, 911, supernatural, criminal minds, and fandomless ocs. written by pluto 30+ awst. some mature themes present. everyone welcome here. multimuse / multiship. please reblog from the source wherever possible. || NAVI || MEMES || OPENS || WISHLIST ||

[etxrnaleclipse]

Cont. from @dethenryquinn (x)

She was furious. Sure, she was in pain, but the anger was stronger in that moment. Maybe that was a good thing, and as she lay on the bed in the medical area, she tried to keep herself calm. Henry had been so kind, getting her help as soon as he could, and it was why she wanted him to stick around.

"I'll be better once this isn't hurting anymore." She hoped that it wouldn't be too bad, that it wouldn't cause her to have to take too long from training. "Thanks... For being here."

[dethenryquinn]

Sadie was a petite woman, she had a small frame that was tight and muscular, and she looked sweet with such a pretty face. And of course she was pretty, Henry thought she was beautiful, and marveled at her talent on the court. But she was also powerful, and oh lord, could she yell. When everyone was told with her thunder get the fuck out of the room, they went with a quickness. Henry was among them until she stopped him, which had surprised him. He didn't begrudge her for it, she had every right to be so upset.

"The the nurse is coming back with a needle for the pain, but you have to go to the hospital, I'm afraid, that'll need an x-ray." Then he asked her, because he had to ask her, whether he'd suffer her ire or not; "What happened out there, Sadie? This isn't like you, your head wasn't in the game. What's wrong?"

And this was asked in the most Henry-way possible. He wasn't judging, he was worried. One of the best players at Stanford should've come crashing down like that during, what was for her, a low pressure match.

[etxrnaleclipse]

"Ok, I wouldn't go as far as calling it stalking, yeah? Is it a crime to find someone? Because everyone in the days of the yellow pages woulda been locked up." Josh played things off as a joke, but he could see that look in Henry's eyes that made him feel like a school kid caught out for his schemes. Frankly, he needed to see Henry now that he was getting back on track. It had been a tough eighteen months for him, and now that he was getting back into the literal swing of things with his tennis, he wanted to try and reconnect. When he heard mention of being happy and successful, he internally scoffed. Successful, sure, but happy? He was still getting there.

"Would you believe me if I told you that I didn't. Workplace is one thing, but I ain't breaching that level of privacy." He drew an X over his chest as if to show he was telling the truth. Which he was. He hadn't looked up Henry's home address, fearing that might be going a little too far. "My car's parked around the corner, if I can follow you? Or you can just... I dunno, gimme the address?"

[dethenryquinn]

"You're just as slick with the silver tongue as ever, I see. Fair enough, I'm not that hard to find anyway. I haven't been in the paper as often as you have, but I've had an article or two for work. That puts me in the public eye, whether I like it or not."

Henry was going to tell Josh to write it down in his phone, but then decided on a more personal approach. He reached into the front pocket of his button-up and pulled out his pen. He took Josh's hand gently, and wrote his address and phone number on the back of his hand.

And holy fuck, that skin to skin contact after all these years sent a bolt down through his body Henry was not prepared for. He was hit with flashes of memories of what those hands felt like on his body in the pushed together beds of their dorm room. But Henry did not flinch is face at all, he just cleared his throat.

"There, now don't wash your hand until later. Come by around 8, it'll give me a chance to clean up and make something for dinner. Ok?" And this was the only chance Josh was getting. As good as it was to see him again, as much as Henry savoured that little touch, if Josh blew him off tonight, he'd never talk to him again.