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raymond forde. 30. mayoral secretary.

[henricavyll]

REGÉ-JEAN PAGE  The Guardian | ph. Joseph Sinclair

[raymondforde]

louisthe3​:

“No bow wow now?”, Louis said, naturally clever, but maybe that was thanks to years of imported tutors and front roll seats at operas and Broadway shows. Louis had main veined culture and fashion since he had been in high designer onesies. Thirty seemed way too young for the twenty-one year old, usually he liked them even older than that, but as long as Raymond could handle being called Daddy in the heat of the moment, their post-dinner dessert would be interesting.

Apparently, Louis had finally met someone as image concerned as himself. “I just… prefer my indecency to be… in private,” Louis confessed. He wasn’t even out to his parents yet, but that was probably due to the fact that he couldn’t remember the last time – if ever – he had actually had an honest conversation with them. His father, the Regan Republican, and his mother, the faux progressive belle of every charity ball probably assumed their often drunken son had taken it up the ass, but it was one of those things that they didn’t talk about.

“I came here for school,” Louis admitted. “I’m actually studying fashion at USF,” he explained, knowing he’d probably earn a side eye, because who comes across the country to study fashion in California and doesn’t go to FIDM? Obviously, him. But San Francisco had been calling his name for so long. It seemed like a place where he could be as loudly queer as he wanted, so he had settled here.

Raymond definitely trended more conservative than not in terms of the way he expressed his sexuality. Clean-cut, gentlemanly, discreet. Exactly what the son of immigrants and a political wannabe should be. But that didn’t mean he was totally squeaky clean and innocent. Just mostly.

“Trust me, I get it... I only really came out a few years ago. Still learning so much about the scene and where I fit into it. I feel like everybody would know how much of a square I am compared to them at Folsom. But you still seem like you fit in better with them than I would. You seem, I dunno, more uninhibited than me. Unless I’m totally off base and making assumptions...”

Raymond wasn’t surprised to hear that Louis was an artsy type. “Studying fashion... I can see that. You got a vibe,” says Raymond. “Wouldn’t know anything about it. Goes totally over my head.” This was true; Raymond basically dressed like Barack Obama Jr. Nondescript white shirts, khakis, sensible shoes... all of which he was wearing now. “Be honest, do you think I look basic? Any fashion tips?”

[raymondforde]

louisthe3​:

Louis took the man’s phone, quickly typing in his information. Tapping the picture option, he posed in the front facing camera, sticking his tongue out and winking, looking more like Belle Delphine than an emoji, that is to say, totally shameless. Louis knew how short that life was, how fleeting it could be. The au pair that had raised him died suddenly one night when he was sixteen years old. She had swallowed her tongue in her sleep. Crazy shit like that happened all the time. That was why Louis always slept on his side.

This man had aspirations. Maybe he could tell by his Lululemon sportswear and five hundred dollar haircut that Louis came from money, and Raymond was just looking for a protentional donor, because his table wasn’t the only one with an empty chair. Maybe Louis just didn’t trust politicians as a staunch silver spooner.

Louis followed after, tossing his mostly empty drink out so he could hold his phone with his hand. “Oh, I’ve only heard stories, mostly horror stories,” the blonde said with a low chuckle and a shake of his head. “We could always put you in one of those puppy play masks, and no one would know it was you… although that body seems… hard to mistake,” he flirted shamelessly. “I prefer my sex to be… behind closed doors, and not… in the middle of the street for creeps to gawk at,” he admitted, gym bag hanging off his shoulder as they padded down the sunny San Francisco street.

Raymond was good enough at reading people that he could tell Louis wasn’t —how to put it politely— someone who worked with their hands. Probably a rich kid of some sort. Possibly one who had no reason to seek employment because of their family’s wealth. Usually that turned him off in a person, but Louis interested him, so to speak. Maybe Raymond wasn’t actually so above it all...

“That whole puppy play thing isn’t my scene. At least I don’t think it is,” says Raymond, suddenly imagine how true the claim was. (TBD.) “Thank you, but I just turned thirty and I don’t know much longer I’ll be able to keep this physique... I doubt you struggle much with yours,” he continues, trying his best (and failing) to not objectify this perfect stranger within moments of meeting them. Which Louis was making increasingly difficult.

He nods in agreement. “I think that’s why I’ve never gone before. Don’t know what kinds of public indecency you’re gonna run into there. Good to know we have that in common—“ says Raymond, abruptly cutting himself off as he realizes the implication he just made.

“You, uh, loved here in San Francisco long...?” World class pivot.

[plotbunnie]

Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

[frommemetoyou]

|REACTION MEME| NSFW Version

[memeroundups]

frommemetoyou:

“I know a game we can play with all this chocolate.”

“I’m going to lay you down on a bed of roses and…”

“I can put it on using just my mouth.”

“I can take it off using just my teeth.”

“You’re such a tease!”

“I’ll give you a pearl necklace later.”

“It’s valentines, we can do whatever you want.”

“I bought a new costume… but I need help getting into it.”

“I need help getting out of this dress.”

“Don’t get it in my hair!”

“You’re sweating already.”

“That was quick.”

“Don’t go yet.”

“You need to go, now!”

“Hide under the bed.”

“You usually get it up quicker…”

“You usually like that…”

“That is a massive turn off.”

“When they said I was whipped, I don’t think they had this in mind…”

“Gross, we’re not trying that.”

“You dropped something, let me bend over and get it for you.”

“You’re filling me up!”

“It’s so big!”

“Who’d have guess you liked it rough?”

“Don’t lick there!”

“Teeth! Stop it with the teeth!”

“I… don’t think it’ll fit.”

“Why would you settle for 7 minutes in heaven when you could have a whole night with me?”

“Is that my gift in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?”

“How are we both still dressed?”

“Careful, don’t rip it.”

“Nhhg, quit it, I’ve not finished my shift.”

“Can I take it out, please the vibrations are sending me crazy?!”

“Can I take it out now; sitting down is becoming more and more difficult.”

“I can’t think straight around you.”

“St-stop that. I have work to do, we can do it after.”

“Nice lingerie, but get off of my desk.”

“How romantic…”

“I love it when you talk dirty.”

“I’ve got a collar with your name on it.”

“We can’t! They’re in the next room, they’ll hear us.”

“Now I just have a wet neck and a hickey that will fade in the hour… great.”

“I’ve got a bag full of massage oils and you know the magic my fingers can do, I’ll be over in a few.”

“This is so embarrassing, I had a dream about you yesterday.”

“Shh shh, if you moan like that we’ll get caught.”

“I didn’t know you were one for watching.”

[raymondforde]

alexandermichaels​:

Xander smiled at the other and chuckled. “I’ve lived here my whole life. Just got my own place though.” He paused and tilted his head. “Well not my own. I mean I don’t own it or pay rent or anything. I just live there.” He shrugged, not worried about sharing all kinds of information about himself. He had always been careless when it came to privacy and it showed. 

“Oh. I’m a sugar baby. I mean it’s kinda fun because a guy pays for all my shit. But I wouldn’t really call it a job because I get paid to look good and get fucked.” He grinned at the other and smirked. “How do you like your job though?” He tilted his head and looked over at the other, wondering what the other’s reaction might be to such an admission.

Raymond was, admittedly, not expecting the answer he received. The way Xander self-identified as a “sugar baby” so matter-of-factly took him off guard; it almost sounded like a joke until he realized it wasn’t. He’d heard of the “job” (if one could call it that) before, but never actually encountered it in the wild. The idea certainly inspired some intrigue in him...

“Oh, you don’t say? That’s... that sounds interesting,” Raymond says with a cocked eyebrow. Not judging, just... huh. “Well I can tell you my job isn’t as fun as yours, probably,” he chuckles. “It’s kind of like getting fucked sometimes, but not in the way you want... but how does that exactly work for you? Is there a centralized job center that arranges it for you, or...?”

[raymondforde]

grayson-jones​:

“I come in the middle and during the afternoon and I still haven’t seen it as busy as it is right now. Maybe it’s because I don’t normally sit around here. Maybe it’s because I grab my coffee and just go from there.” He shrugged softly as he looked at him. “I don’t know. I don’t think I have been here long enough to truly know if there is something going on in the city right now but I can only assume.” He informed the other. “What brings you in here this time of day though?” He asked curiously. 

Raymond figured the man wasn’t a regular around here, or else he definitely would have recognized him... even in a town full of hotties like San Francisco, this guy stood out.

“I work at the mayor’s office. Secretary. I usually take my lunch breaks here because it’s way less busier in the morning. I’m an early work-out type of person to get the day started. And it usually works out for me... sorry, I don’t think I got your name?”

[raymondforde]

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine for @musicveined | nonverbal memes (accepting)

Sometimes it seemed like the mayor’s office was completely empty. Nothing to do whatsoever. The fact that this could be seen as an indictment of local government —and the concept of government in general— was not lost on Raymond. At some point, he decided to play music at his desk on the speakers, which he wouldn’t normally do, which led to him singing aloud to the music playing.

🎵 “In your eyes... I see there's something burning inside you—” 🎵

Raymond must have gotten so lost in the music that he didn’t even notice someone had appeared at his desk in the middle of his singing until he turned in his chair and saw them there.

“... do you have an appointment to see the mayor?” he asks, pretending like he hadn’t just embarrassed himself to this attractive, handsome stranger.

[thedukeofhastingssexyrobe]

Regé-Jean Page in Waterloo Road

[raymondforde]

grayson-jones​:

Grayson had a completely booked morning. From the moment he got to work he either had interviews, files to work on, or even complaints from the workers in the hotel. He had drank one of his energy drinks to get him through the morning but he knew that the only way he was going to make it through the rest of his day, he was going to need to grab his coffee for the afternoon. And instead of taking it back to his office to work on some work during his lunch, he grabbed a seat and had a nice delectable pastry for his lunch. 

Out of the corner of his eye, Grayson had noticed another figure approaching the table he was sitting at and he nodded a bit as the other was sitting down across from him. He gazed up from the magazine that he was looking at and he nodded. “I know, there must be something going on around town because it usually isn’t this packed in the middle of the day.” He agreed. 

Raymond takes a seat opposite the other man and offers an appreciative glance. This guy looked important, but he couldn’t quite place why. Something about his general vibe signaled as much. Raymond couldn’t help but find himself drawn to it; wanting to emulate it, even.

“Right? I always come here during my lunch break instead of in the morning because of it... I’m Raymond, by the way. Thanks for letting me sit with you here. Any idea what could be going on?”

[raymondforde]

💦 At what age did my muse lose their virginity?

💦 At what age did my muse lose their virginity? | sex+romance headcanons (accepting)

Raymond’s first time was with his high school girlfriend in junior year. It also happened to be the moment he decided he was 100% for sure gay, so at least the bad sex ended up being useful!

[raymondforde]

🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush?

🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush? | sex+romance headcanons (accepting)

Is he allowed to say Barack Obama? 

[raymondforde]

💕 Would my muse ever be in a polyamorous relationship?

💕 Would my muse ever be in a polyamorous relationship? | sex+romance headcanons (accepting)

Raymond doesn’t think of himself as a polyamorous person, but he also wouldn’t count it out. He’s very much of the thinking that he shouldn’t put down ideas without experiencing them for himself...

[raymondforde]

😉

😉 What are my muse’s fetishes/kinks? | sex+romance headcanons (accepting)

Truthfully, Raymond doesn’t know what his fetishes and kinks are yet because of his lack of experience with them. He wouldn’t be able to tell you if you asked. That being said...

Being dominated by younger, smaller guys

Dominating older, bigger guys

Very specific roleplay scenarios involving Raymond as POTUS, because duh

And he’s more than willing to discover what else he could be into...

[raymondforde]

🍬

🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? | sex+romance headcanons (accepting)

Raymond leans slightly more dominant, but ultimately he is whatever someone wants him in the moment. (Typical politician...) Most of his sexual encounters have involved him getting into more of a proactive position, but that’s less because he prefers it and more that it’s what tends to be expected of him.

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sex+romance headcanons!

Send me a symbol. Please note that some answers may be NSFW.

🌟 What is my muse’s sexual/romantic orientation? 💦 At what age did my muse lose their virginity? 😘 Would my muse have sex on the first date? 😊 Would my muse ever ask someone on a date? 👍 Does my muse prefer to be asked on a date, or would they rather do the asking? 😉 What are my muse’s fetishes/kinks? 💬 When did my muse go on their first date? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date? 💗 Has my muse ever been in love? 👠 What was my muse’s last serious relationship like? 👰 Would my muse ever get married? 🌼 Would my muse prefer a big wedding or a small wedding? 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 🏩 What was my muse’s first time like? 🎆 Is my muse into monogamy? 💕 Would my muse ever be in a polyamorous relationship? 🔥 Would my muse ever be up for a threesome? 👮 Has my muse ever had sex in public? 💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak? 💑 What are my muse’s requirements for a potential partner? 💋 How many people has my muse slept with? 👀 Is my muse the type to sleep around? 👎 Would my muse ever cheat on their partner? 😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship? 💲Would my muse ever date/marry/sleep with someone because they were rich? 👓 Would my muse ever lie for sex? 👿 Would my muse ever blackmail someone into sex? 🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush? 🎀 Who would my muse sleep with if nobody ever had to know? 💍 Has my muse ever had a one-night stand? 💝 Does my muse like Valentine’s Day? 💘 What are the ways my muse says ‘I love you’ without actually saying it?

[raymondforde]

alexandermichaels​:

Xander snorted as the other asked if he worked at city hall. “No. I don’t work anywhere.” He said it with a confidence that made it sound so obvious. “But my parents donate to a lot of shit. Wouldn’t be surprised if I saw you when my dad dragged me there or something. He always said I should be more involved in politics.” He sat bad and shrugged. “Or maybe I just saw you in one of my dreams. I mean you are ridiculously hot.”

He winked at the other, a cocky smirk on his lips as he flirted with the other bluntly. He rested his head on his hand, and chuckled. “Was that too cheesy? I’ve never been one to use pick up lines, but it seemed like fun.

“Maybe. I do get that a lot though, people thinking they know me. Guess I just have one of those faces. I’ve only lived here for two years, though,” he explains. Yet in such short time, it feels like it’s been much, much longer for him...

The flirtation elicits a chuckle from Ray. “Might have been a little cheesy, but there’s nothing wrong with putting yourself out there. I’m not really the best at flirting myself... but at least you’re hitting on someone who isn’t not interested,” he shoots back, flashing Xander a knowing grin. “So what do you do, then? If you don’t work anywhere. Unemployed by choice or nah?”