Yoongi’s are a rich brown color: deep, brooding, earthy. Cold to
strangers. Warm to those he cherishes. You’re not sure where in that spectrum
you fall; sometimes his eyes are cold to you, sometimes warm, other times
neither, in which his gaze seems so burning hot that it feels cold, or maybe so
freezing cold that it feels hot. He’s never been easy to read.
Still, when you’re able to break past the surface and really
look into his eyes, you see worlds full of stories.
They always begin in a lavishly elaborate, dimly lit room,
fashioned with furniture gold and shining. From the open window, you can see
that the moon is full. There are no stars. Instead, there are countless pairs
of glowing eyes watching from the shadows, full of scheming, malicious intent,
echoing an unforgiving thirst for vengeance. They disappear when looked at
What happens next always changes, but the stories always end in a
red world of chaos, crumbled ruins burning endlessly in bright flames. You
stare and stare into that world until the jagged edges of broken pillars shift
into sharp teeth, bared in a feral snarl. The flames morph into matted fur, and
the light emitted from the fires is reflected from beady eyes.
And that’s when you lose sight of Yoongi.
Instead, a monster looks out from his eyes.
a/n: big thanks to @clairemurdcks for making the header etc. but also no thanks to her for the pun that was in the header omfg
✴︎ — Okay hello I’m Mel and this is my first post that is not either a reblog or a thread with Morgi and it’s long overdue and I WAS SUPPOSED TO PUT IT UP A WHILE BACK BUT I’m easily distracted. And anxiety. And easily distracted. Anyways, I’d love love love to meet new people to write with ( just know that i get busy some days and can’t even reply to messages for a lil bit but you’ll know if i for some reason don’t want to talk ?? ).
I’ve only ever done 1x1 with one person so I’m a little new and I also prefer not to write smut with people I’ve just met ( once I get to know you better it can happen but I do have certain triggers thus my preference to wait ). I love Panic! At The Disco and would love to write against another Brendon Urie or a Ryan Ross but I also have a list up HERE&more about me as well as a shorter list with myMOST WANTED HERE. My general rules are up on that first link if you wanna give them a quick read over also.
Anyways, I promise I’m really nice so shoot me a message if you want to rp !!
EDIT: I’ve got some plot posts HERE if those interest anyone.
EDIT 2: Alternatively, like this post if you want to plot !!
*pssst how's that d/s zimbits fic coming along? super looking forward to it!*
it is done!!!!! (finally orz)
Whatever You Like (8934 words) by fragilehuge Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Check Please! (Webcomic) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eric Bittle/Jack Zimmermann, (implied/background Ransom/March) Characters:
Eric Bittle, Jack Zimmermann, Justin “Ransom” Oluransi, March -
Character, (dang i wish we knew her last name :///), other teammates
exist as per usual but they’re the only other two with major speaking
roles haha Additional Tags: Under-negotiated Kink, D/s themes, Face-Fucking, First Time, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot Summary:
Bitty even doesn’t think about it before he says, “Jack, go get me a soda.”
Jack freezes in front of the couch, knees slightly bent, halfway to sitting down. He straightens up slowly.
omfg i thought screamingdicks was an actual genre tag and was really looking foward to dan's dick screaming in sync with dans moans while phil fucks him then I looked again and realised it was someones url. opps
what if dicks screamed irl though?
“Mmm baby, I love you so much…the things I’m gonna do to you.”