#hickeys my beloved

[cainvstheworld]

Pulse Infinite by Cain Birch

[Text ID: Pulse Infinite by Cain Birch. You, a seismometer, detect the earthquake of my heartbeat, rapid, jackrabbit the first time. The second runs smoother, silver knife through butter, but could still crack foundations, shake the bricks of my hometown. Your lips pray to my chest, my blood rushing, racing to electrify my body and yours. Every inch of us glows, burns into the bed below us. You anoint me with red, blushing deeper into purple. I am drenched in gentle, violet violence, marked by the dozen as yours. Kiss my wrists, and you’ll find my pulse infinite. Yours is lullaby, sinking me into golden haze. Bewitch me, hypnotize me with the harmony of your heartbeat. /End ID]

[fcthots]

dont you love the way of jason’s messy hair after touching and taking care of the reader and the way he looks (especially the messy hair!!!) reserved for the reader and reader only

He man has a ten step hair care routine and you are the ONLY person he allows to see him without having done it (that isn’t part of his family). Those curls take work.

But there’s some satisfaction you have to take knowing that you messed up his precious hair, and that he liked it. Hearing him moan into your cunt as you tug on the strands is an otherworldly experience. After he’s done and he’s made sure you’re satisfied he pulls away and, damn, those hooded eyes, unfocused and clouded, his chin, coated in your slick even if he doesn’t seem to notice, and, best of all, his hair. You slowly unfurl your fingers from it and it sticks up in all directions, but he doesn’t seem to notice or care. He’s so focused on you. There’s something to be said about the way he focuses on you, the way he lets his guard down around you, the way he looks so soft with his hair fluffed out.

He’ll let you help him get all the knots out and fix it later, even if you helping makes the process longer. He likes the contact of it. Likes your gentle and warm hands running over his scalp. He likes the way you’re so focused on it, he can unabashedly stare at you for as long as his heart desires. And he’ll blush when you call him a pretty boy but he’ll pretend he doesn’t know what you’re talking about. And when he falls asleep and his hair is stuck to his head in one side, he’ll let you fluff it out because it makes you smile.

[futuristicdoormats789]

Ilatkat. Tuqurmata. | My men. They died.

[maleposting]

(artist is @/idonotexist_222 on twitter)

[nolassolace]

Grant and Marco wedding day 🥺

Guess who's lighter and whos coffee stain I dare you.

I loved this one though, and it's such a fun little welcome back after my weekend, and I'm such a sucker for GraMar ( take this ship name from my cold dead hands) love them is all.

[dairsmuids]

laughing at this picture in the ac3 strategy guide

[laststandx3]

*not strictly a "how do you imagine you'd die" question. Can be also read as "how do you wish to die". Just know that in this 1845 expedition you WILL die, so choose wisely.

**In this order: Limewater, Syrup of Squills (a sliced herb set in tannin solution), Peruvian Wine of Coca (an admixture of wine and cocaine), Solutions of Hartshorn (a Medicine made from ground-up antlers of red deer which stinks strongly of ammonia), Solution of Camphor, Tincture of Lobelia (a solution of Indian tobacco that was almost pure nicotine)

*** lead poisoning

[caleblandrybones]

more hickeygibson propaganda (at the manchester pride festival) drawn by my little friend @omtai ❤️ they deserve it

[sunlaire]

in the maid au how long does it take for hickey to realise irving is an easy target? is it on sight? does he have to talk to him for a few minutes? does it take days? (though i'd imagine irving would be very transparent, willingly or not) i'm burning with the need for maid jirv information please-

I think it would be p much immediate. Hickey has a habit of talking to people all normal and friendly, when actually he's trying to gauge how they might be of use. It doesn't take long to clock the overly guilty religious vibe.

I this au, I love the idea that hickey and Gibson are close in the same way as canon. So they're out in the alley smoking cigarettes and chatting. Gibson asks him what he makes of the new guy. And hickey gets a smile, puffs on his cigarette and shrugs. "Reminds me of a lamb, sorta. Walking around like he does. Scared. It's in the eyes" he makes a gesture to his own eyes while talking.

And Gibson is looking askance at him. "Well try not to cause too much trouble, Cornelius. If you get kicked from this job, you know I won't be following you. I need the money, so."

"oh, you have the sweetest manor, you know that."

"I'm serious" and I think hes just the tiniest bit jealous of Irving getting this attention.

"relax billy. It's just a bit of fun." So yeah he becomes Irving's bully. He walks that line of not pushing him so far that he'll quit while still having his beer and skittles.

Admittedly, when he walked in on Irving in his room, all flustered and desperate for release yet unwilling to do it himself, Hickey did get a bit carried away. Like "Whoa this guy is tormented and it's kind of working for me."

Meanwhile, upstairs Jopson is preparing some tea while crozier reads the morning paper. "oh, how is that new maid working out for you, Thomas?"

Jopson gives him a kiss on the cheek before sitting down across from him "pretty well I'd say. Thank you again for him, Francis. He's a lovely addition."

And crozier smiles like 🥰 of course Jopson I love you jopson

[allysr00m]

Happy Taika Tuesday, here's sn appreciation of Taika's ridiculously gorgeous neck, which spurred the wwdits theory that Viago only became a vampire because another vampire just couldnt resist biting his neck, I wouldn't be able to either! 🦇🦇🦇🦇

[vanalex]

[dapandapod]

I can't believe no one requested the hickey fake dating snippet yet.

So here you are, my knight in shining armor!

I gotta say, I have been looking forward to get this one done! It’s closing in on the end and uh 👀 I am gonna give you the mere beginning because the rest is juicy spoilers 🤭

Please enjoy!

Wip ask Game!

“I can’t believe you told them it is our honeymoon!” Jaskier hisses.

“I said I’m sorry. They were going to kick us out.” Geralt says tiredly, not for the first time that night.

Jaskier mutters some more under his breath, poking around in his stew. Outside the rain is pouring down, and Geralt has pretty much no regrets about his little lie, other than Jaskier’s obvious discomfort. He is doing that nervous thing he does with his hands, where he touches his fingertips to his thumb over and over again. It seems to be a soothing thing, so Geralt never stopped him, but he doesn’t like to be the cause of it.

It wasn’t his intention to lie. It was just… It was so very nice to shut up the usual comments about Jaskier being his whore, and unfeeling witchers, and all that stupid shit.

It also… possibly.. tickled a secret corner of his mind, where he might have imagined this before.

But none of that matters as he watches Jaskier, trying to smile through his frown, his cheeks red and his hands ever fidgeting.

Their eyes meet for a moment, and Jaskier sighs.

“Stop looking at me like that. That kicked puppy look. It’s just. You realize that for that act to work, we are going to have to be… close?”

Geralt looks away. He didn’t think about that. Of course the bard wouldn’t want that with him.

“Hmm. You don’t have to… We could pretend to fight? I could sleep in the stables.” Geralt offers, looking down at his stew.

“What? Wait, no. Geralt, I meant, you hate having people touching you.” Jaskier tries to catch his eye, and Geralt tries not to look like he is sulking.

He doesn’t mind per say when people touch him, it’s just that they usually touch him with a goal in mind.

Everyone but Jaskier.

“It’s alright.” He mutters, and Jaskier looks properly unimpressed.

“Really. So if I cozy up to you right now, you won’t get all stiff on me in the morning?”

Alright, so maybe Geralt is not very good at people touching him. Doesn’t mean that he minds it. Much.

“I’ll behave. My fault we are in this anyway.”

He tries to say it softly, well aware of the people in the bar watching them still. He lifts his left arm in invitation, and it only takes a second of hesitation for Jaskier to scoot closer, to press their sides together.

Now that Jaskier is this close, Geralt isn’t sure where to place his hand. This might have been a mistake.

[newlyacquiredbois]

guys guys guys!!!

[twilightzoinked]

guys i’m not dead ( mindblowing )

[playing-with-dax]

First off, I absolutely would like to see big strong D&D lady. Secondly, hoooooly fuck Dax is so pretty like that. I personally would send him teasing pics @ work and then absolutely overstim & maybe peg him. Gods, he’s so fucking pretty all desperate. And of course, I’d mark him up the whole time. After all, it’s my signature! -hickey anon

Introducing the buff D&D lady is the next thing I'm working on! It'll probably take me a while but it'll be fun to do 😊

Putting Dax in desperate situations is one of my favorite things. Ugh, drawing his eyes half closed and rolled back 🥰 I'm really glad other people enjoy it too so I have an excuse to keep doing it lmao

He would go crazy for those teasing pictures. And overstim? Yes please ✅✅✅

He would love to have you provide the release he's been so desperate for and leave your signature all over him

[bravelittlescrib]

They hate him for his frail Victorian constitution and also the atrocities