#heardvoices

[thesickening]

@heardvoices sent . . . " no it is not a sleeve.. they are real ink."

❝ holy shit. ❞ he slides off his shades, eyes squinting to get a better view of the mentioned genuine ink. obviously, quite impressed. the only tattoo dude had was the name of his shitty ex - wife on his upper arm. fortunately, the sleeves of his coat conceals it.

❝ those had to cost a fortune. ❞

money he'd never see.

[loyaltiestested]

@heardvoices || crawl into bed with my muse || accepting.

🌑

It was one of those rare times that the hunter had actually gotten sick. Curled up in bed as she burnt up with whatever it was she had caught, body trying to fight it off.

A small groan and a whine as she rolled over to her side, trying to get comfortable, too hot for the covers really but would get too cold when she didn't have them over her so here she was struggling.

It was then in her half slumber she would feel a weight on the bed and a cold form press against her. Eyes would flicker and see Randy, curled up into the bed beside her - he was so cool and felt divine all curled up against her overheating body.

❝ Randy...I don't want you to get sick... ❞

She would whine softly but she's not pushing that coolness of his away either in the moment. Softly looking up at him, doing her best to remain focused on him and awake.

[snipeheart]

“ do i really have big thighs?”

Stop clocking him, god damn it!

"I...huh?" he snaps back to focus, eyes darting up from where they'd been looking. "What were we talking about again?"

[chvmpiionsx]

for kenny?

“ this place.. it’s familiar yet new.”

Running into Randy Orto.n of all people, was the last person Kenny expected to come into contact with, but yet here they were. He removed the AirPod from his ear, a curious brow arched. “Don’t tell me you jumped ship?” He asked, a laugh slipping from his lips. “Or are you here visiting someone?” He asked out of curiosity.

[resilientangel]

" is this yours?"

"That medipack? No, it's not mine. I've got some extra medical supplies in my backpack." Jerome informed Randy. "You're not hurt, are you?" He wondered, suddenly feeling worried about the other man's wellbeing.

[escapedartgeek]

@heardvoices

[x]

enough time had passed for zora to now be thinking about having a meal of some time. as much as they could sometimes forget eating, they figured that asking randy whether he had eaten was a good enough excuse to ensure food was secured.

"hmm.. i know a good spot that's open. they have a nice variety of food so if you want something light you can have that and still be satisfied."

as far as zora was concerned, this was just another hangout with a friend, they certainly had no reason to assume otherwise.

"if you want to accompany me.. then we can grab something to eat. "

[drwlf]

“ don’t worry i won’t do anything… crazy.”

"Define 'crazy'."

"Because I've seen you on the ring and--I don't think my back could handle that."

[endless-youth]

@heardvoices asked for a starter where regency AU randy has dorian dress up for him in lingerie, so one.. two... three.... go!

dorian had come to like randy quite quickly, he thought, over the past month or so — and he'd even fantasized about kissing the other whenever they were alone together, though he personally really wished that randy would just give him a sign that he liked him if he did; it would give dorian the burst of confidence that he needed in order to kiss him in what was still kind of a troubling time for men who loved other men. but dorian supposed that he would have to take what he could get, and that was the admittance that randy 'cared about him a lot' as well as a well-placed hand on his waist that past evening. and, well, no friend would put their hand on their friends waist like that to say the least. it was a touch too intimate for it to just be platonic after all.

but now, one could argue that dorian was taking kind of a leap of faith as randy and him had already arranged to meet to have dinner at his home that evening as he was getting ready to try to seduce him. this included putting on some incense that smelt like ylang ylang to try and enhance the atmosphere, making it more sensual, and dorian setting up candles all throughout his bedroom to light up the dim room. but of course, perhaps the most important part of it all was the fact that dorian was dressing up for randy in a two piece lingerie set, complete with a white bralette and panties that just barely covered him downstairs. that was suitable, in any case, as dorian hoped that randy would be taking them off of him later anyhow. he perked up then when he heard randy knock at the door and called all the way to the door that the door was open, getting into a special position in preparation for randy coming in.

dorian laid on his stomach with his chest up and rested his head on both of his palms as he dangled his feet back and fourth where they were above him. it was then that randy entered, and he could hardly wait to see the other's reaction to what he was wearing that he used his hands to pull himself up on the armrest, so that randy could see his lingerie in all of its glory. ❝ you like it? i got it to wear just for you, randy. i can't stop thinking about you no matter what i do, you know... ❞ dorian fake-pouted as his eyes scanned randy's figure before he hopped up off of the couch, taking a few steps forward and closing the distance between them. he let out a shaky exhale then as he straightened randy's tie with both hands, ❝ you look so good in this tux, darling. i'd hate for it to be ruined if you want me as much as i want you. so, what'd you say you take it off? ❞