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have you seen ( ryker bennett, he/him )? They look a lot like ( richard harmon ). The ( 34 ) year old ( transporter/club manager at Eden’s Garden ) is so ( determined, strong-willed, charming ) but I heard they can also be really ( sarcastic, manipulative, insecure ). Can you believe they’ve been in town for ( 10+ years )?! They live in the ( beverly ) neighborhood and kind of remind me of ( Smirking even when things go to hell, messy hair, layered clothes, smell of smoke and alcohol, and guilt buried under dark humor ).
Ryker is currently in rehab from June 1 - September 1
Ryker didn’t grow up in a home that ever felt stable. It was either too loud with arguments or too quiet with things left unsaid. His mother left when he was five and never came back, leaving him with a father who was rarely sober and always falling apart. Drugs, alcohol, and strangers coming and going became the normal.
Somewhere along the way, he found out he had a half-brother Ezekiel. For a brief moment, it felt like something that could’ve been different. Ezekiel’s father welcomed Ryker into their home without hesitation, offering him a space that felt safer than anything he’d ever known. But Ryker never stayed. No matter how many times he stepped into that house, he always ended up back where he started back home, back to the abuse.
At 24, he finally left his hometown behind, cutting ties and eventually staying in Carroll County. Fitting in was easy, managing to build himself up to be a club manager at Eden’s as well as a transporter for drug dealers.
Full Name: Ryker Nathaniel Bennett
Nicknames: Ry, Ryk
Date of birth: November 30
Height: 5'10"
Tattoos: branches/tree on left arm
Piercings: Tongue, Nipples
Gender:CIS Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Pronouns: He/Him
Parents: Nathaniel & Susan
Half Sibling: Zeke
Nephew: Elijah aka Eli (currently npc)
Occupation: transporter/club manager at Eden’s Garden
Connections:
Girlfriend - Naomi Katz
Boss/mother figure - Sada Vang
Boss's boo thing - Charles Payne
Father figure - Gus Reynolds
Best friend(s) - Nathan Beam, John Paul Rose, Evie Fields
Good friends - Jesse Cowen, Holden Reynolds, Penny Hart, Teddy Robshaw, Ruby Robshaw, Conor Atwood, Russell Payne
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Day three was proving to be a special kind of hell. Ryker sat hunched in the stiff plastic chair in his room, elbows on his knees and hands clasped together to hide the slight tremor that still hadn't gone away. His body felt like it was fighting itself with his head pounding, muscles aching, stomach turning without warning. Sleep came in short, miserable stretches between cold sweats and vivid nightmares that left him disoriented every time he woke up.
The rehab center operated like a prison or military base. Wake-up calls, medication checks, mandatory groups, supervised meals, and constant observation. There was no slipping away for a moment alone at least not while he was awake. Every hour of his day belonged to the program. The staff watched him closely, taking vitals and asking questions he was getting tired of answering. He understood why they did it, but that didn't make it any less irritating.
The physical withdrawal was brutal, but the mental part was worse. For the first time in a long time, Ryker was trapped with his own thoughts, and memories he didn't want back. The shower helped make him feel human but only for a short time. After that he managed to get dressed, basic clothing that he was allowed to wear.
A knock sounded at his door. "Group in five minutes." Of course there was. Mandatory. Slowly pushing himself out the door and down the hall to where the group sat in the day room. "You look better." One of the leads had said.
"That's because I showered, but I still feel like I got hit by a truck." He sat down as if he was forced, which he was. "I have a splitting headache. Do I have to be here?"
"Unless you're actively dying, yes." The staff member didn't even glance up from their clipboard. "Withdrawal isn't convenient, Ryker. Nobody here feels good. Participate as much as you can, and if the headache gets worse, we'll reassess afterward." Being handed a cold water bottle, he took it. "We also have ice packs if you need."
“Uh huh,” Nathan agreed readily, although he hadn’t heard the question. Or statement. Or whatever it was Ryker had said. It was difficult to focus on anything, when his brain kept loudly wondering if Ryker was really wearing that cage. It made his gaze drift to the front of Ryker’s pants in attempts to make out the outline of the cage. Would it even show through jeans? Nathan had never stared at this man’s crotch this intensely before, could he even tell if there was a cage there or not? “Sorry!” Nathan flinched, eyes snapping up to meet Ryker’s. “Sorry man, it’s just crazy. She’s really got you wearing it everywhere?”
He rolled his eyes when Nathan kept looking at his crotch. Knowing exactly what he was doing. "What can I say?" Adjusting himself a bit on the couch. "Yeah. To make sure I don't sleep with anyone." Shrugging slightly. "It's working by the way." At this point he had learned his lesson. If you're going to commit to one person, commit.
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"What the fuck, Ryker, of course I didn't fucking sick that asshole on you. Are you fucking kidding me?" Naomi didn't mind Russell truly, but this was maybe a hint too far. Shaking her head at him, Naomi stripped down herself and stepped in behind him so she could put some shampoo in her hands and work it through his hair. "Well, at least we know you definitely learned your lesson now."
"Good. Cause otherwise this would be awkward." He mumbled, "Just making sure." Russell was just having some fun, sometimes he goes a hint too far but he never killed anyone in his games. Under the water he moved so she could wash his hair. "Yeah. Note to self don't piss off the Paynes."
"You'd need a much more intensive facility than Penny went to. Are you sure that's what you would want to do?"
A pause
"That's no small cost, Ryker. It would settle in as personal debt, to me."
[Link for Burning Tree Rehabilitation Center in Texas]
You leave Monday
[LAX boarding pass]
Flight boards at 6am
A driver will pick you up in Dallas Fort Worth Airport to take you to the facility.
90 day treatment. I expect the full organ to be completed.
Program
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Evie had been going through a few ups and downs lately, trying her best to surround herself with positivity. Asher and Nathan had been giving her exactly that through their texts, filling her days with laughs and smiles. When Ryker suggested a trip to the beach, it had been nearly impossible to say no—especially when it was one of her favourite places to be.
❝ The water looks extra freezing today! C'mon, you can't lie to me about that. ❞ She laughed, adjusting her hand in the sand. Even though she hadn't ventured into the water yet, she was already wearing her bikini, fully intending to brave the cold sooner or later.
It was in between spring and summer so the water was colder than usual. The sun did help but just a tad. A dip in the water was a nice refreshment. It was a nice change than being inside all day. Even at the beach, he had drank a few beers and did his typical snorts but still he was having fun trying to get some of that sun on him.
"It might be extra freezing...but it feels good!" He hollered back and then started making his way towards her. "You're not gonna brave it out?..you're the one in a bikini." It was like a polar swim, going in cold water like that.
Elby appreciated this connection a lot. It was a casual, drama-free zone that they had clearly taken the just friends turn before any misunderstanding could happen. Sure, Elby was a little bit flirty and outgoing by nature, but she was tired of overly complicated situations. The one she had going with Grayson (again!) was more than enough.
So, a picnic like this was more than welcome. Elby was carrying a bag, the contents of which sounded a lot like bottles, and her free hand was soon busy scratching Pongo in an equally enthusiastic hello. "Hi boys, hi my cutie dottie patootie!" She had to kneel to greet the dog - but he got so big! - then moved on to give Ryker a little hug.
"Me too, me too. I've got the beer, and since I haven't tried the blonde lager version yet, I thought why not, we can try it together." She smiled at Ryker and put the bag down to unpack it (while the dog curiously examined it when it was still mid-air). A blanket, some paper plates, and water for their furry friend. "I wanted to get him some treats, but I didn't know if he had any allergies?"
All it was.. was a friendship between him and Elby. She was a big stunt double movie star and he just managed a strip club. How they met was just as random as actually seeing a chicken cross the road. Elby did help when he had relationship troubles which did actually come in handy.
A picnic outing was just what he needed to spend his day before another night of work. Promised pizza and beer. Letting Pongo by the leash, Pongo wasn't one to just take off but if he did, it wasn't far. Smiling as Elby greeted Pongo and then giving Elby a side hug.
"Blond lager. Nice choice." He said bringing his bag from his shoulder and pulling out some other snacks as promised. "This guy, allergies?...no he eats all treats." The dog only couldn't have the typical food that would actually kill dogs..grapes, chocolate etc..At least he had knowledge of that but he tried not to give him much human food other than typical blueberries, watermelon or strawberries.
When his door opened, JP lifted a hand in hello. He knew what he must look like hooked to all the monitors with wires coming from every direction. Handsome wasn't it, but it was nice to see Ryker hadn't lost his sense of humor.
"Hey," he said, weak and gravelly. He held a hand over his heart (or at least tried to with all the gadgets and gauze covering where they'd opened him up) and feigned disappointment. "S'too bad. Could'a used somethin' else ta smell other'n sterile," he joked with a gentle laugh, grimacing a bit at the end of it. He instinctively reached to rub his scar, but stopped himself short of the monitor on his chest. "Well ya go' me 'round for a li'l while longer. I ain't goin' nowhere jus' yet," he assured him with a soft smirk, only barely believing it himself.
"Mad should be back with some coffee soon. You can have mine. I ain't allowed caffeine 'til I get tha go ahead from the doc," he added motioning to the door and shifting slightly to sit up as best he could. "Feels like v'been ou' for n'eternity," he went on through another gentle grimace.
Always having a sense of humor with JP. Even when he was attached to wires all over his body. It was impossible for him not to tear up seeing the state he was in. Maybe it was best that no one told him when he went under a procedure, the anxiety would run him dry. "I can help with the smell." Going through his bag he pulled out a body spray giving one light spray into the air. Then smelling like a woodsy sort of oak, at least it would mask some of the smell for a hospital in the room. Smirking back when he had. "I'm glad you're still here. And for many many years to come." Not wanting to think about if his heart was weak or the status, trying to keep that positive attitude.
"Thoughtful. I'd happily take your coffee. Best to do what the doctor says, right?" Moving his eyes towards the door then back to him. "Feels like that, don't it?..." Time felt longer when you were under. "I was actually on the other side of the hospital not long ago." Revealing the hospital bracelet he still wore. "I took a drink from someone that wasn't a bartender. Had my stomach pumped...I'm fine though." It was nothing compared to JP, but he couldn't lie to John. He was like the brother he never had.
Ryker popped up from the water. The guy clearly needed some sun and a day out. Naomi would not go one foot into water other than a bathtub or shower. Letting his girlfriend have a day to do whatever she wanted as they would see each other later. Now that things were great between them and he was faithful as fuck..Ryker was let off his leash.
"Oh come on in the water's fine!" He called out to his friend. "Unless someone is chicken to get wet." Ryker joked and shook his head letting the excess water splash around him.
He paused, studying the partially covered face of Ryker after the younger man's tentative request. The uncertainness and vulnerability tugging on Grayson. That was such an innocent thing to request, affirmations, and yet it said so much. Gray shook his head, then spoke, because Ryker couldn't see it, "You are special, Ry, you don't need to earn rewards just to hear that." Those would come from him, free of charge, because Ryker should get to be reminded of that, regardless. It bothered him that would even be a thing his lover needed.
If he needed it, he could have it.
Simple as that.
"But kisses and pecks," Grayson said then, to refocus them both back in on the moment, "those are a perfect reward." He said it like he had expected Ryker to ask for something like that, and was glad to hear it. Kisses were intimate, they could be healing, too. "You're not stumped," he chuckled, "you guessed right." With a lean in closer, he hovered before Ryker's face as he asked, "Now where do you want your reward?"
Ryker never thought he was special. He always thought he was just a punching bag or a toy. A useless flimsy body, used and abused. However it seemed different from Grayson, he actually cared and was genuinely nice. "That's the thing. I never really thought of myself as special. I'm glad that you think that." And he was serious about it, no jokes or sarcasm.
"A perfect reward?" He repeated the word on the tongue. "Oh, cool. It's like pretzels mixed with beer nuts." Moving slightly when he hovered by his face and spoke, but not trembling as bad as earlier. "My neck." Not minding if he still had the blindfold on. He liked this game that they were playing.
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"You're the one who said you knew I'd come around," Grayson pointed out, cocking an eyebrow over at Ryker. "I'd say that reeks of a confident assumption." But in general, and to himself, he would have to agree that Ryker had never been much of a confident man. He was the type that blundered through life and had things happen to him, but he did roll with the punches. He was adaptable, and for Grayson, adaptability is what mattered the most to survive life. So, Ryker was a survivor. "In that case, let me rephrase my question," he said, with a smooth lean in and a certain kind of look in his gaze, "are you planning to leave here with someone tonight?" The hand on Ryker's knee eased up higher, covering the man's thigh in an obvious gesture of interest (figuring, he had permission since his old lover hadn't pushed it off yet), one that blossomed from familiarity despite there having been years of distance between them. "Because if so, I'd like to throw my hat in the ring."
Nodding his head at that, confidence that it was all Ryker that convinced Grayson to move to Carroll. Not thinking that he would actually do it. Having his moment, even though he was always the sad depressed man that he was letting life drag him deeper into the ground. Then he rephrased the question and his hand went up his thigh even further. Biting his lip at this point. This could be his luck, getting Gray's dick. It only caused him to move slightly closer towards the older man. "Looks like I picked your hat." Licking his bottom lip briefly. Not fidgeting in the slightest.
"Jesus Christ." Naomi breathed, shaking her head at the state of him and ushering him into her apartment and closing the door behind him. "He really gave you a working over." So much for just running laps. Waving him toward the bathroom, she was already peeling some of his layers away as they went. "Straight in the shower, and then after that we'll run you a bath. Make sure all these scratches are cleaned up."
"Yeah, no shit." Ryker let out an exaggerated breath. Already making his way towards the bathroom as his clothes were being stripped from his body. "Yes mam." Butt naked now, he got into the shower rinsing off the mixed paint and blood that was on him. "Pretty sure you didn't put him up to this...or am I misreading this whole situation?" Stretching his neck a bit then. Not thinking that Naomi would actually ask Russell to hunt him down with a paintball gun.