good soldier

gabriel 'gabe' ramos. 45. cleaner/sheriff's deputy

[gabriel-ramos]

GABRIEL RAMOS

Basics Age: 45 Birthday: April 2nd Occupation: Sheriff’s Deputy / Mafia Cleaner Born: Chicago, Illinois Resides: Rural for 11 years  ✓  Outspoken, Coordinated and Doting ✗  Dismissive, Demanding and Rebellious

Gabriel was born and raised in Chicago through the system and various foster families. He didn’t discover much about his biological family until he moved to Lockwood Springs. 

When he was eighteen, he still hadn’t found a stable home so was thrust into the real world without much life experience. He became street smart and ended up starting up his own little side hustles to make money.

This stepped on a few toes higher up in the food chain and the mafia ended up welcoming him so they could use him. 

He’s never strayed from the mafia since, because he genuinely sees them as family. They eventually planted him in local law enforcement so he could work as a cleaner and also help with other illegal fun things.

While living in Chicago, he met Finn and Finn’s younger sister, promised to help Finn avoid jail time but sadly failed. Instead promised to help Finn make the move to Colorado as soon as his time was up.

Kept his promise, because he ALWAYS keeps promises to close friends and family. He helped Finn and Angel relocate to Lockwood Springs 11 years ago.

His mafia family helped him transfer into the local law enforcement and connected him to work as a cleaner for the mafia in Lockwood. He’s good at what he does, but in a weird turn of events he still enforces the law which makes him a hypocrite.

Not long after he arrived in Lockwood, he met Morgan Huxley but was wary about their age difference. Eventually the two began a secret relationship when she graduated college. His intention was to get Morgan to work for the police force in records, to aid the mafia. It worked but he did end up falling for her more than he intended to. 

During the 11 years he’s been here, he also became curious about his biological family and discovered he has a cousin, Felix Ramos and invited them to come and live in Lockwood too since they were traveling. 

Gabriel is a very light hearted guy on the outside, but he’s quite secretive and doesn’t reveal much about himself.

He takes his job as a law enforcer seriously, but he also takes his job for the mafia seriously. It’s like he separates the two. 

Thinks the truce between the bikers and the mafia is stupid and thinks the mafia should strike while the keepers least expect it.

Soft vibes, but hard vibes? Hard to explain, he just manages to do both. 

Respectful and understanding aura but with a hint of don’t fuck me off. 

[gabriel-ramos]

odessa-kashirsky​:

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Odessa could make conversation with anybody, even men she assumed to be in love with the man she…liked. She let all embarrassment drift away, even if it drifted very slowly considering she hated the fact her jealousy had been so obvious. It wasn’t jealousy, it was called being moral. “Oh! How is it going?” she asked, angling fully so she could engage properly. “I can only speak Russian and English, but my English is better talking than writing.” she explained because it was funny trying to read anything Odessa scribbled down in English. “You can call me Odessa, or Odie. Or Des, all are fine.” she waved a hand and then laughed about Finn. She hadn’t expected him to follow but it was sweet…and embarrassing but she considered herself to fend off any accusations of jealousy quite well. “Do I get an award?” she joked. “Gabriel, hm? Or Gabe?” she pointed to him gently.

"Esto va muy bien!” Gabriel said happily to her before smiling proudly. “That means very well.” he explained and then laughed. “Well, I can barely talk, walk or read in English so you’re already better than me I bet.” It wasn’t a joke either, the education system was not an easy place to exist in when you were moved from home to home or school to school. Every aspect of Gabriel’s life had been disrupted as a child. “I’ll stick with Odessa, it’s pretty.” Gabe smiled and then let out a dry laugh. “I guess the prize is Finn? If you can call him that.” he teased about his friend in good nature, honestly it was normal to call Finn a brother now in their lives. Or wusband but he really needed to let that go. “Gabe is fine.” he offered a hand to her. “Depending how long your little schmoozey poo with him goes on for, we might see a lot of each other. So how’d you two meet? Here? Oh wait.” he clicked his fingers, remembering the story. “Denver, right? He helped you out? Well, that makes sense.” Gabriel started laughing. “It appears Finn O’Connor probably knew he’d like you all along. Not sure if you won a prize at all, little lady. I think he planned for you to.”

[gabriel-ramos]

finn-oconnor​:

It was weird how obsessed with Elvis every place in Vegas seemed to be. The dude was dead for a million years by that point. “Schelvis.” Finn mumbled as if he already knew what Gabe was talking about but he actually was just thinking about Elvis and not Johnny Cash. He would love it more if they were playing that music constantly. Finn couldn’t think at all, except to make whatever choice came to his head. Tequila always fucked him up beyond belief and he wasn’t sure when he switched from whiskey to tequila but he was going to blame it on Gabe when he woke up the next day and had no clue what he did that night. He was having the time of his life though. It had been a long time since he’d felt that good. “Mmm, um, mnah, drive-shrew Schelvis with the mawage bells.” That made him think about how everyone always thought they were dating, despite him being sure that his best friend had never been into a guy in his life. Except maybe Deadpool because everyone was into Deadpool. “Let’s get wrings and take pictures in front of the Vegas guy. It’ll be funny.” Finn pointed to the sign for one of the little chapels with the Elvis impersonators. 

“Shell-fish.” Gabe nodded determinedly. Everything Finn said made sense to him and honestly he was impressed with the way Vegas seemed to sell everything you could think of. Within minutes of arriving, Gabriel had not one but two of those extra long bottles of alcoholic slushie with extra shots in, and the brain freeze didn’t even stop him. It was an adults playground for a reason and there was still body glitter in his beard and on his face from god knows what...or who. “The mariage balls!” Gabriel exclaimed and then raised his hand to point at his ring finger. It would be a hilarious joke, pranking everybody into thinking they tied the knot. “The pwety wings and then we can...take pishuers...” Gabriel’s words slurred out into nothing before he took a sharp breath to continue on. “BECAUSE.” Another breath. “You’re my bwest freusnd.” he slapped Finn on the back a few times, and then a few more. “Really, really. Bestest.” he burped once more, using his other hand to lazily point at a store. “RINGLETS, FOR THE FINGUR.”

[gabriel-ramos]

[gabriel-ramos]

las vegas, 2020

@finn-oconnor​

Viva Las Vegas was pouring through the air, or was that Gabriel singing it? Or was it Finn? No, it was both of their voices melting together like mating cat calls. “I love Smonny Mash.” he slurred, throwing a large arm over Finn as they walked. No, stumbled, through the flashing lights of the street. It had only been a weekend getaway but turned into something much more than that. It was needed though. Gabriel preferred to see Finn having a good time, even if he had to close both eyes to see it. Wait no, one eye, two eyes would be stupid. The man giggled out loud at his own thought. “Where to next!?” he yelled into Finn’s ear, even though his blond counterpart was right beside him. “I feel like we have to go and see an Pelvis singer because that’s...we’d be wrong. It’d be wrong of us.” he belched against Finn’s face, pulling the man closer to him so he couldn’t escape it.

[gabriel-ramos]

odessa-kashirsky​:

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Odessa didn’t take much notice of the patrons, there were too many to scan every single face and remember it unless they were regulars and she was on higher alert to ensure the man of many names didn’t make a return again. “We can but I don’t like to.” Odessa answered, not looking to him until she heard the fateful word that she hoped nobody else had. She shot him a glance, recognizing him finally and rolling her eyes. Embarrassment was one word but she played it off as smoothly as possible. “Is English your first language, hm?” she asked him pointedly. “Because if it is then I don’t want to hear anything else, thank you…but it is nice to meet you…properly.”

Gabe could tell that she wasn’t paying much attention so he waited until he could give her his best and most mischievous smile. He also threw in a small remember me wave. Of course she did but...jokes came first. “It is my first language but, I thought it was kinda sad to not know my mother-tongue so...” he tapped where his phone was. “Good old Duo-Linga or whatever it’s called, helping me out with Spanish.” he grinned but respected that she was probably embarrassed about more than the mess up of words. “Nice to meet you too, do I get to call you Odessa?” he asked politely. “Or the one person I’ve ever known to get Finn O’Connor to chase after them who didn’t owe him money. Honestly, impressive.”

[gabriel-ramos]

restricted access

@odessa-kashirsky​

Gabriel was only there to find Finn, and usually he wouldn’t even bother trying the club because he knew it was only odd occasions that he’d find his friend there. However, ever since the encounter with the dancer, Gabe thought Finn was perhaps sneaking around his own club a little more than he let on. There was no Finn, but Gabe did find himself at the bar beside the girl. And he was already laughing. “You allowed to drink on the job?” he asked her, nudging his elbow lightly against her arm because well, Finn never let people too close. And also, “I’ll get you something, from one Wusband to another.” he then said after wanting to mention it for weeks.

[gabriel-ramos]

phoebe-prescott​:

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                    Phoebe didn’t frequent the Irish pub often, only when Teddy told her to get out of The Phoenix because she was embarrassing her. But cheap drinks were fine, no matter where they came from. Neon Boots was a little further than she was willing to go, so Irish pub and grub it was. Squinting at the smeared chalk written menus, Phoebe didn’t take any notice of the man beside her until an apology sounded out. Her head flipped, glancing over Gabriel with a look of disinterest until he finished speaking. “That’s the shittiest apology I’ve ever heard in my life.” she stated naturally to him, tilting her head and noticing that he had a different vibe altogether when he wasn’t in uniform. “I’m meant to say thanks to you? Is that it?” she gestured between them before laughing. “Tell you what, you get me a whole bottle of Jameson to take home and not share with you, we’ll talk.” She needed a new one for when she had friends over, and she didn’t care if pubs didn’t sell things by the bottle. She was making a point.

Gabriel agreed with her, silently. That was a shitty apology but he didn’t even intend to make one so...better than nothing. “That’s usually what comes after a sorry isn’t it?” he said back, already feeling a flex of annoyance before he scoffed it away at the request for a whole bottle. “Don’t think even my charm can persuade that.” he answered, leaning against the bar and watching the tender deal with other customers. He looked back to Phoebe then and pointed to where a drink should be sitting between her arms. “Can’t you just order something normal? Make this go a little easier? I’m trying to be...nice.” And he was nice, he had a bunch of people who could vouch that like Finn or Angel...okay he didn’t have nice people to vouch it but it still counted. “Just get a damn shot of whiskey, please.” he said begrudgingly. 

[gabriel-ramos]

angeloconnor​:

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A hint of a smile lifts the corner of Angel’s lips as she swats Gabe’s pointed finger away. He’s family. Always has been and likely always will be, and she holds a special place in her heart for those she calls family. It’s not secret he’s never been the best at expressing the love, the appreciation, the gratitude she holds for the people in her life, but the feeling is there. Gabe entered into her life when she was still Olivia, who missed her brother, who’d never known the taste and the allure of drugs. Now, he is here with the mess that is Angel. “Nah, we can go to Mile High,” She says, admittedly enticed by seeing who could handle eating more corn dogs before fighting for their lives on rides. “If you’re calling me ugly just say that,” Angel takes a teasing jab at her brother in his absence as she stands. “We going right now? Should I go grab my shit?” She asks through a yawn as she stretches in full, stooping back into her natural slouch. There was a time when he seemed so big, when she would have to crane her neck to look up at him. Now, they’re eye to eye, their heights varying by a mere inch. 

Gabe grinned at her before he finished his coffee quickly and already regretted filling his stomach a little more before the corn-dog fight. Bad mistake. Now there was sure to be a confetti of corn-dog chunks in a coffee gravy but that would technically be Angel’s problem to deal with. “Well, I didn’t want to hurt your feelings so soon after waking up but now you seem in the world of the living, yeah, you’re gross.” he said with no vexation as he laughed, putting the now empty cup in the sink for Finn to worry about. He also helped himself to leave a little post-it note on the refrigerator for the older O’Connor. “Nice coffee, Love Wusband.” Gabe slapped it in place before turning to Angel and sighing, as if Mile High had been her idea all along. “Urgh fine, whatever. If you really wanna.” he slumped his shoulders playfully, dragging his feet towards the door. “Hurry up, weirdo. I’ll be waiting for you.” he waved as he disappeared and then reappeared again. “Oh, you should keep the shades on by the way. It makes you look mysterious.”

[russianblush]

#the ultimate betrayal

[gabriel-ramos]

@finn-oconnor

[pedrohub]

Pedro Pascal - Merge Mansion (2023)

[djo]

@tlounetwork​ | The Last of Us Week 2023 Day 7: Free Choice

[gabriel-ramos]

@angeloconnor

[gabriel-ramos]

flanagan’s pub

@phoebe-prescott​

Should he say sorry? No. It wasn’t like he arrested little Teddy Prescott anyways, he was just doing his job. On both occasions. Why should he say sorry? Gabe was a cop first, cleaner second and he did both jobs properly and well. There was no need for Phoebe to be an over protective mother, Teddy was an adult. An adult that tried stealing chips but Gabe wasn’t dumb enough to want that kind of paperwork. And the storm? Pff. That was their safety. Why was Phoebe in the Irish pub, anyways? All of these thoughts stormed through Gabe’s mind as he approached the woman, curious why someone so close to the M.C wanted to venture from their usual stomping ground. He definitely was not going to say sorry. His arm rested on the bar top beside her. “Sorry.” Fuck. “Look, I didn’t arrest her and the first time around, I was trying to look out for everybody because somebody died. So maybe cut me a little slack here and let me get you a drink to say sorry? Even though I shouldn’t even be sorry, she was trying to steal chips.”

[zendayamybabe]

#fuck off (affectionate)

[pedrohub]

PEDRO PASCAL ESQUIRE (April 2023)

[gabriel-ramos]

odessa-kashirsky​:

finn-oconnor​:

It was the finger that cracked him. Finn could keep a poker face for an eternity but leave it to Gabe to break right past it. He leaned down to quietly chuckle with his hands on his knees, took a breath and straightened again with a straight face. “Gabriel, I am shocked,” he cleared his throat, his voice going up an octave. Finn put a hand to his chest. “I never once took you for the jealous type. I thought you knew my heart only belonged to you. After all this time.” He shook his head and clicked his tongue. “All the effort I put in.” There was no way he was going to be able to keep this going for any longer. It was too much, even if he did love the ongoing commentary they were currently giving anyone paying attention. “I wouldn’t go that far, but she’s nice arm candy right?” Finn smirked, still joking besides the fact that she was quite gorgeous in that dress and any other time.

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Odessa would never admit she was the jealous type, she called it protective for what was hers. Only Finn wasn’t hers but the thought of being played for a fool didn’t exactly feel good either. The running words between the two men didn’t register as a joke to her, firstly overhearing them by accident but then trying to listen closer when it piqued her interest. By the sounds of it, Finn was running both of them for a loop and Odessa decided she had enough. “Excuse me.” she said politely to Gabriel, because he was as much of a victim as she was. “You,” she addressed Finn with her mouth forming in a frown. Why was she sad? “I didn’t think you were like all the other men but clearly I’m just arm candy and your…” she looked at Gabriel, out of habit wanting to call him a wife. “W-Wusband.” she ended up saying out of anger, too embarrassed to correct herself. English was harder when you were angry. “Doesn’t mean much to you either. You make me sick.” she scowled, voice shaking as she then turned on her heel to march away. One thing about Odessa was she was very quick and light on her feet, and she didn’t stop for much if anything at all.

Gabe and Finn had a unique friendship, especially when one of them laughed the other one was sure to follow. When Finn broke character, Gabe coughed a laugh but fought it back with a sip of his drink. “You okay, honey? It’s usually me bendin’ over.” he clapped Finn’s back but before the joke could get any further, a polite and sultry tone interrupted Gabe. Reminding him that he was in fact more partial to women after all. Oh no, Gabe realized the misunderstanding quickly but realized exactly why Finn had asked her to join him at the party. She was like him but if he was nicer and sexier. All of it happened so fast, Gabe was left in a confusion and he blinked at Finn and then in the direction the pretty blond ran off too. “Did she just call me a wusband? Is that a slur?”

[gabriel-ramos]

finn-oconnor​:

Finn’s suit was comfortable to wear but he never felt right in it. Always felt like he was in some sort of costume or pretending to be someone he wasn’t. He knows it comes with the the position and the organization. It just never stopped feeling weird even after all those years. The benefits this time was having Odessa on his arm. He could hardly take his eyes off her as she moved away. It wasn’t until his best mate’s approach that he pulled his gaze away. “You’ll always be number one in my heart,” he answered with an amused smile. He took the drink and put a quick arm around Gabe in a mix between a one armed hug and pat on the back. “They can come talk to me if they have something to say. Everyone knows you’re the only one I truly love, pooky.” It was hard for Finn to get the words out with a straight face so he covered the laugh with a long sip from his glass. He followed it up with a shake of his head at just how ridiculous the two of them got when they were together.

Gabriel didn’t care feeding into the little beliefs people had, he found them funny and he had known Finn for long enough for them to be a nice compliment too. He kept a straight face as Finn played to the joke and he continued to lean into it too, trying to shush Finn with a wave of his finger down the blond’s face. “No, I don’t want to hear it.” he said, trying to fight his own laugh. “Every day I slave away at home and this is how you treat me. It’s despicable, I devoted my heart to you and you can’t even ask me to the ball for me to have my Cinderella moment.” Gabriel took a sip of his drink too, to hide the smile as he tried to not look into Finn’s eyes so he didn’t burst out laughing. “So she’s the new one, huh? My replacement.”