halfway to anywhere.

[doriangallagherx]

Could you tell me more about Dorian in a few sentences and what he does at the resort?

I would love to tell you that, but he no longer works at the resort due to a malicious, ignorant admin. :) But you can message me privately off anon and I'll be happy to tell you.

[doriangallagherx]

INTRODUCING....

Full Name: Dorian Lee Gallagher.

Birthday: August 8, 1988.

Zodiac Sign: Leo.

Positive Traits: Ambitious, Confident, Generous, Honest, Leader, Loyal, Magnanimous, Optimistic, Protective.

Negative Traits: Arrogant, Constant Desire For Recognition, Dominating, Inflexible, Jealous, Stubborn.

Full Biography:

Dorian Lee Gallagher was born into a family that was shrouded in deep, genuine love. His parents, Damon and Cynthia, met in college while they were pursuing their dreams of being city servants. Damon studied Fire Science leading him to go on to become a firefighter who eventually climbed his way up the ladder to become the chief while Cynthia was studying nursing and went on to become a labor and delivery nurse. Dorian was the first of three children, followed by two younger sisters named Delilah and Destiny. Growing up, his parents had a very important motto, “Lead with love,” and Dorian carried that philosophy with him throughout his entire life.

In addition to being gaikind, empathetic people, the Gallaghers were also a very artistic, creative family. Damon played guitar, piano, and drums while his mother had an angelic singing voice. His sisters were both dancers. But Dorian seemed to be born with innate love and talent for all things music. He started writing songs at the tender age of 10 and with his father’s help, he ended up mastering guitar and drums. By the time he was 18, he’d formed a band with a couple buddies from high school called Halfway to Anywhere. While he was a bright kid and did well academically, that was never his focus. He knew he never wanted to go to college. His plan had always been to pursue his music full time after graduating high school. And that’s exactly what he did.

He and his band got by doing gigs at local open mic nights and such until they had a song that really took off leading them to eventually release their first EP after two years as a band. While still performing at small venues, Dorian met a girl named Cecilia. She was breathtakingly beautiful and an artist. She walked up to him after a gig and told him that she loved their music and wanted to know if she could design an album cover for them. They sat and talked for hours and the rest was history. They were married within the next year. However, a couple months into their marriage while they were still blissfully happy newlyweds, tragedy struck.

On the way home from work one dark, rainy evening, Cecilia lost control of her vehicle and ended up swerving off the road and crashing her car into a median. She was rushed to the hospital following the accident and Dorian was immediately notified to which he instantly dropped everything and rushed to the hospital. Unfortunately, there was not much the doctors could do and Dorian had to stand there and watch his beloved wife take her final breath. To make matters worse, that same night, Dorian found out that Cecilia had been a few weeks pregnant with their child at the time.

The incident that made Dorian into a widow sent his life into a rapid downward spiral. Following Cecilia’s passing, Dorian self-medicated by using alcohol to cope. But that use quickly turned into abuse. It wasn’t long before Dorian became an alcoholic and not long after that, he began to use drugs. It started with a minor painkiller dependency and eventually turned into Dorian using whatever substance he could get his hands on. Anything to ease the pain. But, ultimately, Dorian knew that substances weren’t the answer. What he truly needed was therapy.

Using was turning him into a different person. Someone he didn’t recognize. But, worse than that, he became someone his family didn’t recognize. That was the wake up call he needed, when his sister got married and was expecting her first child but told Dorian that she didn’t want him to attend either milestone unless he got clean. From that day forward, Dorian put in the necessary work for his sobriety. The next day after having that phone call with his sister he called and set an appointment with a grief counselor. It was a difficult journey, but eventually, he came out better on the other side. That was three years ago and he’s been clean for two. Now, he and his band are back on good terms but are on a temporary hiatus while he gives this new job at Haus of Perses a shot.

[tekkenj1had]

[elianxnavarro]

"I would have remembered you." Even if Elian had never met him in the emergency room before, he'd certainly met people like him. He wondered briefly what Dorian's poison might be, what stunt he pulled that would land him a bed in a hospital. It was clear he was a sexual creature, but there must have been more beneath that. "Occasionally there are patients that I don't mind getting more familiar." He admitted, something he'd rarely say out loud. "But I am bound by my oath to be professional with my patients. So I'm glad you never were one."

The moment that perfectly spoken Spanish left Dorian's lips, Elian's attraction to him easily increased 25%. His smile betrayed his surprise for a moment but he managed to shake it off in order to reply. "Elian." He gave his name, tongue peeking out between his lips as he carefully considered him. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Dorian. And I sincerey mean that." Leaning in closer, he lowered his voice a touch. "Though I'd wager we could make it more of a pleasure if we tried."

[doriangallagherx]

The other's insistence that he would've remembered Dorian made the other blush just a little bit. He liked to feel special, even in ways that were a little foreign, like an emergency room physician thinking he'd be a unique enough case study that he wouldn't soon forget. "Mmm, pretty sure you weren't supposed to tell me that," He teased. "But I tend to get people to open up to me rather quickly. I guess I have that way about myself, I make people feel safe. And they are safe with me. Even if I'm not always being the safest with my own actions. I'll never let anyone else get hurt in my company." "Quite frankly, you can have whatever you want from me, Elian," Dorian replied swiftly, making sure to let the R in 'whatever' gracefully roll off his tongue in that very singular Latin way, like what the language of Spanish was derived from. Dorian watched the other's tongue peek out from between his lips and a mirage of filthy images flooded his brain instantly. He shifted in his stance, subtly adjusting the erection in the swimming trunks he was donning. "I'd love to know exactly what you mean by that, sir." This may have technically been another staff member he was speaking to, but fuck, he was sexy. And he had a presence about him that reeked of authority. Dorian quite literally wanted to drink it all in.

[elianxnavarro]

Elian's eyes lifted from the book he'd been reading when he heard Dorian's voice. He didn't say anything at first, simply listening to him talk. He'd been such a source of entertainment since they'd met and Elian welcomed his presence. "What makes you so sure Mateo and I are sleeping together?" They were, but that was beside the point. Elian was more curious what gave that impression. If it was the nature of the Haus or something specific about the two of them in particular. "I assure you that our looks have no bearing on our ability to practice medicine." He looked back down at his book like he had any intention of going back to reading with Dorian around.

[doriangallagherx]

"I never said you were, but look who just fuckin' exposed themselves. And not in the way I'd like you to." Dorian grinned, his canines showing like a wolf on the prowl. "I just thought, since you told me that the two of you were old friends and you both look and sound like you do, that y'all might like to Eifel tower people. Or even fuck each other and somebody else. But that was just a theory. I never assumed." The grin dissipated after a while, replaced by a look of slight confusion and analytical observation. "I'm not sure about you... you're really hard to read and that's not something I say often. It's normally really easy for me to get past people's outer shells, but yours? It seems a little air tight. What do I gotta do to get past it? I gotta speak your language again? You seemed to quite like that before, papi." As he spoke, he found himself invading Elian's personal space. His hands were drawing nearer, ghosting over areas that he had a feeling that Elian liked to have touched by him. Like snaking around his waist and inching dangerously close to the crotch area. "The whole brooding, mysterious thing you've got goin' on is sexy as fuck. I want to be that person, but I can't shut the fuck up."

[renanxcarvalho]

Renan had made it a point to want to check out ALL the island had to offer, and today that had meant the library. He wasn't much of a reader, but there were a few things on the shelves that could pique his interest for a little while. Mostly magazines though, they had to be quick reads because there wasn't a chance in hell he'd take away from the grand time he was having on the island just to settle in and read. He had thumbed through the section of sports based magazines and his eyes lit up as soon as he found a particular issue. He pulled it from the shelf and flipped through the pages, his sights immediately falling on his own picture during one of his surfing competitions. He remembered this interview like it'd been yesterday, though he began to read through the article once more (beyond proud of himself for making it). He was in the middle of his article when he felt his body shuffle forward, catching himself against the bookcase before quickly turning back to see who'd ran into him. "Nah, no worries, it's all good, it takes more than that soft hit to do damage."

[doriangallagherx]

Despite the awful day he'd been having, the way this other guy phrased his response to him accidentally running into him made Dorian laugh. "Did you just call me soft?" He kept laughing for a few more seconds before he recollected himself. "Well, anyway, I still am sorry but soft has never been a word I've heard used to describe me. Sweet, sure. Soft, no. I'll take it though because it gave me a good chuckle when I'd been having a shit day." He smiled lightly at the other male who was probably not even understanding the levity of the situation in Dorian's eyes. "Next time, I'll watch where the fuck I'm goin', I promise. Nice to meet you. Or maybe it wasn't, I did bump into you like a jackass. But I hope it was still nice, because you're cute. I'm Dorian."

[eistrada]

aimed at @doriangallagherx. location: oliver's cabin.

"hi! um, dorian, right?" such a shy greeting, he wonders if his anxiety is as clear as he think it is; it probably is. "please, come on in... take a seat..." butterflies from antecipation, but oliver isn't even sure if would be able to ask for what he wanted from the other. "so, am i wrong to assume you're named after wilde's novel?"

[doriangallagherx]

Dorian walked into this client's cabin and instantly knew what he needed. He knew he'd be perfect for this because he was born and bred for it. He'd been born with an innate sense of empathy, just like his parents. He looked into this client's eyes and listened to the way he spoke and suddenly knew everything that needed to be done to make him comfortable. Dorian was adaptable, malleable even. And that made sex work the perfect profession for him, aside from a creative.

He entered the man's dwelling with a kind, cautious smile on his face, not treating the other as if he was going to break but wanting to be gentle with him nonetheless. Like he was priceless art. He was gorgeous. And he looked studious. And had kind eyes. "You're not wrong to assume that. My parents are both Oscar Wilde fans." He smiled at the question, one he didn't actually get very often.

[doriangallagherx]

@elianxnavarro "Funny running into you again, Doc. We gotta stop meeting like this. Hey, look, you and that fine ass friend of yours, what's his name?" He thought for a second. "Mateo. Yeah. Real sexy and cool like. Y'all taking applications for a unicorn? Because I'll happily be the meat in that fuck sandwich, let me tell ya. Y'all shouldn't be allowed to look and sound like that and be doctors. That's gotta be a HIPPA violation."

[assvagegvilt]

If there was ever a way to make him completely forget what was on the movie screen, this was certainly the way to go. “Not with a client?” he repeated in a hushed albeit overexcited whisper. Just as much, Theo was always curious and a huge gossip, which was why he could barely keep to himself from prodding further. And given that a fellow staff member was involved, he was all the more curiouser.

Turning away from the movie now, he had adjusted in his seat in the theatre to fully face Dorian by then. “I do both clients and staff members, so I’m having my fun.” The flat and quick tone he used was as if to mention the facts outright. “But I’m not as interesting as you are, so please spill.” Theo implored, giddy for the details. “Come on, maybe we can do a tit for tat thing.”

[doriangallagherx]

"Literally the first guy I ran into while actually on duty was this older guy who was scared no one would fuck him because he had grays," Dorian laughed, knowing it sounded absolutely ridiculous out loud. He had no qualms about talking about his sexual trysts, no need to pull teeth. Dorian had always been shameless. But Theo's interest was hella adorable. "So, I tell him fuck yeah, I will because he was giving major Daddy energy and he had a sexy ass Spanish accent. So, I spoke Spanish to him and it was on and poppin' from there." He laughed softly. "He was a good fuck, too. He could get it again any day."

He turned in his chair to directly face Theo too, grinning. "Alright, so spill. What's your tea? Who? When? Where? I want it all."Dorian was a messy queen at heart. He didn't look like the typical gossip, but he always wanted tea. He loved talking about other people's business. A chismo at heart, always. He'd learned it, just like he'd learned Spanish, from all his buddies in Brooklyn.

[xrhettmatthews]

"Really?!" He asked, his brows raised, "That's an intense place to work. I don't think I can do it. I mean, Eternity is pretty fancy but nothing like that." Rhett laughed. Frankly, anywhere fancier he probably wouldn't be able to handle. That just wasn't his vibe, if it wasn't obvious. His arms casually folded across his chest as he listened to his friend, "Just today? Wow, welcome to the festivities." He laughed as he motioned towards the luau, "They throw shit like this all the time so if this isn't your cup of tea, wait a month. They'll have something new." Rhett had been at the Haus for a little while now but he was still adjusting to life there. It was just so different from everything he knew, "I got to see it a little. But ya know, had to come here." He smiled, "I want to see what cool shit they have. It's a huge upgrade, I don't even know where to start." It was a bit overwhelming but they'd figure it out eventually, "So, what uh...brings you here? Just need cash or...?"

[doriangallagherx]

"It makes zero sense, but fuck it, we ball." Dorian shrugged, laughing as well. He'd always had a devil-may-care attitude. Rhett knew this very well already. He'd always lived life to the fullest, like there'd be no tomorrow. "Yuuuup. This shit is wild, but I'm livin' for it. It's so dope to be on a fuckin' island getting paid to be here around all these ridiculously hot men. Like. What more could a man want?" Dorian snorted, grinning at Rhett for his careful choice of words. "You mean why'd I decide to become a whore? For fun. Why not get paid to fuck whoever wants me? I'm fuckin' good at it. Besides, Halfway to Anywhere ain't together right now because of reasons you're well aware of. So, again, fuck it, we ball. Never had a problem getting my dick wet or getting my ass plowed before. Now I just get paid to do it." The contrast between the men's personalities were blatantly obvious, but they still had so much in common. Dori loved him some Rhett and he hoped it was vice versa.

[doriangallagherx]

I need to know the story behind the sex at the mental hospital. I bet it was a crazy fuck. Sorry for the pun.

"I'll tell you just for that corny ass joke. Long story short, crazies need dick, too. To be fair, we were mostly sane. I was in there for almost offing myself. They were in there for... fuck, what were they in for? Who cares? They needed dick and I needed my dick wet."

[doriangallagherx]

what was the most unusual place or scenario you've had sex at?

"A mental hospital. Please do not ask."

I know you're gonna ask anyway.

[doriangallagherx]

what's the fastest way to turn you on?

"Uhhhh.... Be a consenting adult?"

"I'm kidding, I do have some standards. Just be nice to me. An accent or speaking a foreign language helps."

[doriangallagherx]

how long could you last if i tied you up and edged you?

"Who are you and how do you know my weaknesses?"

[doriangallagherx]

would you rather only ever have oral (of any sort) again, or only ever have anal sex again?

"What? Are you asking me what my favorite child is? I don't have kids, but I'm a whore. Uh. Oral. Fuck, that hurt to say but I give more than I take when it comes to butt sex."

[doriangallagherx]

[romanatticusbeckett]

open to: Everyone location: OUTLET STORES

“Please be my size, please be my size, please.” This was life or death right now - every decision Roman Beckett had ever made in his life all came down to this one crucial moment. The dancer needed this vintage double breasted floral blazer. Even though he’d had no knowledge of its existence prior to walking into the boutique, Ro just could not imagine his life without it. 

“Are you actually kidding me?” The Brit continued to talk to himself, turning the jacket over in his hands as if looking at it from another point of view would make it the perfect fit. Roman was often in his own world when out in public, so the fact that he had any company around was exclusively off his radar. “This is my bloody luck, it’s like everyone hates me. Even clothes reject me now. If I can’t turn to retail, who can I go to??” He sounded exasperated, and probably insane, but he kind of was to be fair.

[doriangallagherx]

Dorian and Roman knew each other prior to joining the Haus together. They knew each other from both living in New York, while Dorian was doing gigs on a regular basis before he got clean. Dorian was extremely fond of Roman as a human being, not to mention they'd had quite a few romps in the sack together as well.

"Settle down, pretty baby," Dorian responded, chuckling softly. "I promise you there's a way out of this. Let's just go keep looking for your size, alright? If not, I'm sure you can find another pretty piece of clothing to wear. It'll be okay."