#i love the idea of geoff just shelling out and being the most indulgent little shit

[sorcererinthestars]

Oh no, sorry you're getting sick but congrats on graduating, thats fantastic! If you're still after words how about Indulgence ;)

Thanks, love!It was hard for Geoff not to indulge his little demons. They were all formed out of such need and want, defined by their desires. No sense of common decency would stop them from taking what they wanted. And Geoff loved that about them, stoked their selfishness until each one of his Lads was a pillar of desire. Whatever they wanted, they got. Ramsey may be the King of Los Santos but his Princes (and Queen, of course) were given everything they ever wanted. And his Lords, his Ladies, his vassals of all sorts - well, they were rewarded too. Every cretinous desire was fulfilled to the deepest, darkest level.Never let it be said that any of Ramsey’s men went hungry.Anything they wanted, they got. When Michael wanted the biggest bomb around, Ramsey would come up with a heist on Fort Zancudo. When Jeremy wanted a fleet of purple and orange sports cars, Geoff would lead a commandeering mission the likes the others had never seen and would pay out of his own pocket for the take. When Gavin wanted to be dripping in gold, wanted gold hanging from every ear and a pair of $400 designer jeans, Geoff would take him shopping. When Ryan wanted a rocket launcher and the best gun on the market, silenced and yet powerful enough to take out a rampaging army, Geoff would outsource and call and get his assassin anything he ever needed.Jack rarely wanted, but he indulged her secret whims anyways. A pair of $4,000 dollar gold and ruby earrings that hung from her ears like drops of expensive blood. A plane, sleek and beautiful, just like her. A car with the fastest engine around. A tattoo, shared between them, reminding them of the life they had come from.The life where it wasn’t possible to indulge his crew’s little whims. When they pulled and fought for every scrap. When they counted pennies and treated twenties like hundreds. Now they could bathe in twenties if they wanted to. They could use hundreds for chicken shavings. They were richer than rich, with a Kingdom that stretched as far as they eye could see.If that meant he wasted money indulging his little family, well. Geoff couldn’t quite see that as a bad thing. And if headlines came in on Weasel News saying that Ramsey ran the most spoiled Family of Crime since the old Italian Mafia, well. At least no one could say he was a bad King to those who swore fealty. The most loyal were the ones that were coddled, after all.