Independent OC Jonathan Crane / Scarecrow of Batman Series

Written by Danna

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Elena Anaya as Aleera in VAN HELSING (2004) dir. Stephen Sommers

I love jiwoon so much

@etern4lsun​

Ji-Woon placed a single finger under his new pet’s chin and pushed it upward. “Sweet boy, I have something to ask of you. Something very important. I know I can trust you with this above all others. I know you won’t let me down.”

BLOOD MOON

Oh yeah while I was gone I changed his outfit ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

“Tae-Moo,” He asks softly, huddling against him near the eternal campfire, “What is it you see when you look at me?” Something to be pitied? Someone deserving of this? He could tell there was no strong feelings of hate otherwise Tae-Moo would never be so soft with him. That was just the sort of man he was. There was no emotional deception. But his thoughts….they were so hard to read they drove him insane. Tae-Moo drove him mad even now that he had him for his own. He lost himself entirely, falling from the entity’s grace over his own twisted, maddened feelings for him. Ji-Woon toys with Tae-Moo’s hand, running his fingers up and down his palm. “Do you…still look down on me?”

@screamformemore | taemoo kang

IT'S NOT WHAT he expected to hear - but then again, when was anything ever as expected with Ji-Woon ? From the very start all the way to this moment; every expectation ended up shattered in one way or another. The question levied to him leaves him to close his eyes and think.

" You are hard to describe. " He states it honestly, having no reason to lie or hide anything away. " I don't look down on you. " He lets out a soft sigh. " I don't think anyone who does knows what you've been through. What you did, what length you went to, I respect. " He opens his eyes, finally landing his gaze level with Ji-Woon's.

" I think the simplest way to put it is when I look at you, I see someone who has somehow managed to captivate me despite everything I thought myself to be. This was entirely unexpected - but I'll say I'm happy. You turned my world on its head, and it ended in a positive light. That's what I think, what I see. "

Every time I think of investing in another blog or playing someone else I just think about how much hotter jiwoon is and then all the sudden I’m just back here again

Taeyong's ethereal and flexible dancing in “Ghost”

like for an ask

Pins you down by your throat, wrists, and ankles. Lovingly.

             ———————𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄——————

How can you look at me that way and still speak like that? So cruel! It drove him wild. It made him want him more. Crave him more. NEED him more. Don’t say such things, even lightly. Speak only kindness. Want me. Adore me. Worship me. Praise me. Love me.

Ji-Woon helped himself to swallowing the space between them. He’d backed off for a spell, hesitating from the slight of ‘shameful behavior’, but he was no longer dissuaded. He wanted what he wanted. And he wanted him. How on earth could he not want him too? Impossible. I know you do.

Egged on by his intense gaze, the idol grabbed at his counterpart’s hips in his hands and pressed his body up against him flush. “I think I’ve been very good for you,” he hummed, eyes falling halflidded. “But now I’m going to treat you good, too.” One of his hands slipped over the other’s crotch over his pants. “You think this is for me, but I promise it’s as much for you.” He gave a deep, erotic squeeze. “Don’t deny me any longer.”

𝐐:

[ ❛  if you keep looking at me like that i don’t think i’ll be able to control myself any longer.  ❜ ]

𝐀:

"  OH,  YOU  HAVE  C O N T R O L  TO  BEGIN  WITH?  COLOR  ME  SHOCKED. " slightly  wicked  snicker.  golden  eyes  remaining  firm  on @screamformemore  .  fully  not  letting  the  man  out  of  his  sight  while  a  grin  appears  on  ruby  lips.  show  me  what  you're  brave  enough  to  do.

@alchemist-of-blight​

There was something to be said for just how broken the mind of the idol had become under the repeated relentless torture of the deformed alchemist. Tortured. Twisted. Broken. Raging. Deceased. Reborn. Repeat. No end. No mercy. Could it really be blamed for shielding him this way? Protecting him from the endless nightmare by gently shielding his eyes with rosey heart-shaped glasses?

“My love~!” Yes, it is love he feels surging through him. Not terror. His heart beats rapidly, endorphins giving him the greatest high. The way his bright eyes curled, his teeth flashed in such a genuine grin, it seemed hardly meant for the monstrous Blight but of a sweet, handsome lover who held his heart in the palm of their hand. He outstretched his palm, beckoning the mad creature forward. Come to me. “How I’ve missed you!”