HICKEY

THE HICKEY MEME

You know what this is about. Whether you’re a teen with your first crush or someone older who appreciates a good make out session, you feel the urge to leave a mark. Or you get marked up! Surely no one will ask what happened.

HOW TO PLAY
- Comment with your info, prefs, and etc!
- Reply to others.
- Go the shipping route of having your character have/leave the hickey. Go the gen route and maybe a friend/stranger is razzing you about your bruises and bite marks! Either or.

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[Open to cross-canon/aus]

(( receiving, m/m, and castmates preferred! 🧡 ))

[ Can either be receiving or giving! ]

[Pls keep it to relatively within his age range.]

[The stink eye the Pathfinder has been giving him through the party is enough to make him want to slip away for a bit, not that he doesn't tend to anyway. He's not much of a party person, he prefers smaller intimate parties. So he makes some excuse, going to get more drinks or something, Keema looks at him with a little knowing smile and Sara, well.

Sara isn't mad at him, but she sure is annoyed that he's already defiled her baby brother. Of all the people Reyes, really? She'll get over it, maybe. So he finds Scott, takes him by the wrist and murmurs a 'come with me' as he leads him out of the main room.]

Want to see where we keep all the good stuff?

[Reyes grins, typing in a code on his omni-tool at a door a little down the hall. Why did he have the code to get in? Shhh. It's a secret.]

See anything you like?

[The door closes behind them as they head in, locking again. He'll smile over at Scott as he wanders along, gloved fingers brushing over an impress stock of alcohol, most of it newer. Traded from the angaran, but there was a smaller stash towards the back that was old. Old as the rest of them that had come from the Milky Way. Reyes plucks one up, wipes a bit of dust from it.]

Vintage. The good stuff.