#demon!zion kuwonu

[peachbearies]

Hey girly ! I wanted to request for a angsty fic with zion in which the main character (y/n lol) has to break up with zion after being together for idk a year lol idek Because of her anxiety and trust issues or sum idk. Thank u bb and ur so fuckin amazing 🥺💖 wuvv uuu. ( If that didn't make sense i- hwjsjs 🕳️🏃🏻‍♀️)

Cycles Z.Kuwonu

𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝒚𝒆𝒔.

⁞ ❏. Synopsis: y/n and zion have been together for a year, but during this trademark, anxiety starts to rise and to prevent herself from getting hurt so leaves.

⁞ ❏. Genre: Angst

⁞ ❏. Pairing: Female Reader X Zion Kuwonu

⁞ ❏. Warnings: Anxiety, self-isolation, and profanity.

⁞ ❏.A/N: this took me a little while to type I'm sorry for it being so late, and I was listening to Halsey so this may get really angsty eek. But I love you dear you’re welcome, I haven’t written full-on angst in months 🥺🧡 listen to sorry by Halsey this what I was crying too.

Y/n loved zion with her heart, but anxiety and relationships never made her brain healthy. She knew zion loved her but the constant possibilities that everything could go wrong in a year. Not that she didn’t trust Zion, it just seem that history kept repeating itself. Cheating. Toxic relationships. Back the cheating the vicious cycle painting in her chest. She couldn’t phantom it again. Grabbing her phone the picture that lit up on her face, showed his smile. A photo she could hear the sounds from vividly. It was their third date; picking sunflowers and watching the stars. At this moment a ladybug has landed on him, but Zion was the giddiest person.

“I’m sorry” she whispered to her phone; Zion has been on tour and she’s been ghosting him. Not purposely but fear was grabbing her by the throat, pressuring her to just leave, the echos of truth as she presumed swelled her brain. ‘Leave before you get hurt, don’t let pain arrive to you first’ is what she kept saying to herself. Even though she ghosted him, her page was full of news about him. Fan pages, edits, clips, interviews, Twitter mentions. The more his name popped up the more guilt sprung her heart.

On the other line, Zion was freaking out. He couldn’t do anything, he was miles away. No calls, no texts. Just dead space silence from the woman he loved the most. Overthinking and drinking causing him to crash in his bed every night after a show. The boy's constant worrying is his health up to par, pleading for him to take a break. But Zion knew if he allowed himself to take a break, he’ll feel the pain and begin to cry filling his hollow chest with water. He loved y/n. He loved her with his whole being. He always wondered did he do enough for her? Did he love her heard enough? Was he good enough? All the questions he wanted to ask couldn’t be answered.

Y/n paced back in forth in her bedroom, picking at her split nails, contouring how she wanted the conversation to go. Zion is supposed to be in town tomorrow, and she knew his heart, he will be coming to see her. To ask her questions. That would end in some tears, for them both. She didn’t want him to come over, she texted him late at night waiting for his reply.

˗ˏˋTo: King🤍 'ˎ˗

𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁. 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲?

When she looked back at her phone the script under the message made her heart sink “read 2:30 am”, maybe he fell asleep with his phone in hand she thought to herself. Twenty minutes later as she was dozing off her phone vibrated, jerking her up.

˗ˏˋFrom: King🤍 'ˎ˗

Can you tell me through text?

I don’t think I can hear your voice right now...

Her head lolls back; she’s hurting him. She’s been hurting him for the past weeks. Almost a whole month, and to make matters worse. Today is their one year anniversary. Fuck could she be anymore of a problem.

˗ˏˋTo: King🤍 'ˎ˗

So.. don’t think it’s your fault, but let’s break up okay? I’m not really in the headspace to be dating precisely now and I don’t wanna mistreat you anymore. I have so many thoughts and qualms going through my mentality, and I don’t want you believing you’re a vicious boyfriend, because you’re far from that. You’re an unprecedented fucking human Zion and I don’t wanna damage you the way I’m severely damaged. I know I’m not the most open book but fuck I really do love you and I wish things were different. Don’t beat yourself up over this okay? Promise me?

˗ˏˋFrom: King🤍 'ˎ˗

I don’t think it’s my negligence, at least I wish I could say that. There’s no way I could ever discern how you feel, or know how to help that emotion or insecurity, I get that we all endeavor with something. And I get it you don’t wanna hurt me. But I’m already maiming for you, I just want you to laugh as you used to. And yeah I’ll divulge it for a while, I thought it was me I thought you fell outta love with more, or maybe I was putting you through this misery again. I thought if I gave you your expanse, maybe then you’ll feel proficient. But I see now you just need warmth from a distance until you become better. Or maybe auspicious utterances that will show you matter or actions that attack those antagonized stanzas

˗ˏˋFrom: King🤍 'ˎ˗

I idolize you for assigning yourself foremost. I’m fucking astounded by your courage in doing so, I wish you didn’t go through this trauma. But people a fucking disastrous, I wish you the best convalescence y/n, you goddamn deserve it. Thank you for treasuring all my ways, thank you for just being alive, you’re a tremendous fucking human too. Just know no matter what anyone says I love every single part of you. The barrage, the rainbow and even the blizzards. Scarred or not your essence towards good people has never transformed.

˗ˏˋFrom: King🤍 'ˎ˗

Remember that your individuality is what attracted me to you. Fuck that perfect image, because what’s perfect is easy. What’s impure is customary, and falling in love with you felt and is natural that will never deviate. I promised you I would insulate you so I’m vacating you with that in mind. Don’t try to be meticulous, because perfection isn’t something to achieve, it’s the generosity you should procure. Take care of yourself love you forever.

She read Zion’s paragraph; the surge of happiness and the gust being replenished back into her lungs, she felt optimistic but culpable in that juncture she wanted to prove her demons wrong. But she couldn’t phantom where to start. Drying her tears she looked into the mirror, “you won't defeat me, I'm seizing my life back and I'm going to love and live without regret” palpitation her anxiety down, it was an arduous pill to swallow.

But she did, for herself and zion, who she yearned to become a promising version of herself for.

[theunholyhour]

ONLY SO EAGER TO PLEASE. A vampire progeny and a demon created by an Eiza Gonzalez FC, a very bloody goddess.  Suggested faces: Wilmer Valderrama & Julio Macias 

EXPLORE WITH ME. Employees wanted for a sex work company ran by a Kris Wu FC. Multiple services available with a whole benefits package. Open faces and multiple positions. 

ENTANGLEMENT, ANYONE? Co-workers that end up mixing business with pleasure for a Yeha Leung FC.  Suggested faces: Wonho (Lee Hoseok) 

SOUL TIES. Kindred spirit, best friend... a Zion Kuwonu FC’s other half in every way.  Suggested face: Jordan Lewis Tucker 

HAVE MERCY ON ME. Childhood crush (maybe an incubus? 😉 maybe a hellhound? 😏) for a Flavia Charallo FC.  Open face. 

SAIL INTO THE NIGHT. The Lost Boys inspired found family of a ragtag bunch of supernaturals for a Lim Jino FC.  Open faces and Three positions. 

[mountaincrosser]

Halloween Madness - Brandon A.

Salem is a makeup artist. Brandon and his band are her newest clients. What could go wrong, right?

Warnings: gets suggestive, cursing

Word count: 3380

A/N: this will have more parts when I get around to writing them

~~~

I was setting up everything I would need to paint whoever’s face(s) I would be doing today when the door opened and some people entered.

“Boys, this is the makeup artist that will be turning you into monsters for tonight’s performance. Her name is Salem Santos.” The man said to the five boys that had come in after him. I smiled at them and stepped away from my kit so I could greet them.

“You can call me Sal. Nice to meet you all.” They all smiled and a couple waved. I glanced at the older man and he rolled his eyes.

“Are you going to introduce yourselves? She’s not a mind reader. She doesn’t know your names.” The older man left the room with a head nod in my direction. The blonde's eyes widened and almost tripped over himself to shake my hand.

“I’m Austin Porter.” He said, shaking my hand. I smiled at him and then shifted my eyes to the tallest of the group.

“Zion Kuwonu.” The tallest said.

“Nick Mara.” Said the one with a heavy jersey accent.

“Edwin Honoret.” The tan one said.

“¿Eres de la República Dominicana?” I asked and he nodded.

“Sí. ¿Tú?” He asked.

“Brazil,” I said and Edwin nodded with a smile. I looked over at the final boy who was just staring at me. I tilted my head and raised an eyebrow. Zion chuckled and Nick jabbed the boy in the stomach. I giggled and the boy looked over at Nick.

“Stop staring at her with heart eyes and introduce yourself, you idiot.” The boy blushed and I laughed. I stepped closer so I could shake his hand.

“I-I’m Brandon Arreaga.” He mumbled and I rubbed his shoulder.

“Nice to meet you, Brandon.” I gave him a smile before stepping back over to my kit.

“Alright. I’ve got ideas for most of your looks but I need you guys to agree with them.” I said, jumping straight into work mode. I pointed at Edwin and held up a palette of paints that were safe for the skin.

“I was thinking about a full skeleton. Because for Austin I was thinking he would be a half skeleton.”

“Half skeleton?” Austin asked.

“Yea. Half of your face and neck would be like Edwin’s entire face and neck. Zion could be red like the devil, Nick’s a zombie and I’m not sure what I want to do B’s face yet.” I looked at all their faces.

“Sounds awesome!” Austin exclaimed and I smiled.

“Oh, and I’m going to need you all shirtless when I do your looks,” I said, not looking at them, digging through my kit to find the palette that had the pale greens, yellows, browns, and blues I would need to do Nick’s zombie look.

“Oh, saucy.” I rolled my eyes at Zion’s comment.

“I could care less about you guys being shirtless. I just figured you wouldn’t want your oh so expensive chains getting dirty.” I said mockingly. Austin and Edwin started laughing and slapped Zion’s shoulder.

“Bro you just got shot down!” Austin exclaimed through his giggles. I rolled my eyes but exclaimed happily when I found the palette I was looking for. I turned back around and crossed my arms.

“Who wants to go first? Edwin or Zion?”

“Why are they going first?” Austin asked, in a curious tone.

“I will need the most time to get their looks done. They have the most time-consuming looks because I have to make sure the colors will be built up enough so that no skin peeks through. Especially Edwin. Edwin! You’re first!” I called out to the Dominican that was now across the large room from Austin and I. He bounded over and I pointed at the chair I had in front of the mirror.

“Sit, please. And the shirt, chains, and anything else you don’t want getting dirty off please.” I said, getting all my brushes, sponges, and anything else I’d need together.

“Can I watch?” Austin asked timidly.

“Of course. Just sit there.” I pointed to another chair that was close but not close enough that he would be in my way when I moved around.

“So how long have you been a band?” I asked.

“About two years or so. It’s been so fun!” Austin said and Edwin nodded.

“Word of advice, I know we're going to be talking but you CAN’T move once I get started. I really don’t want to be 95% done then you talk or move and it gets messed up.” I told Edwin and he gave me a thumbs up. I pulled out a black eye pencil and sketched everything out on Edwin’s face. Once I was done sketching out the look I got to work with the black and white that his look consisted of. I spent the next hour painting Edwin’s face to perfection.

“Okay, and you are done!” I told Edwin, spraying his face with a bunch of setting spray.

“Aus, go get Zion please,” I said, not looking away from Edwin, making sure that I didn’t miss anything. I grinned and gave him a thumbs up.

“Yo! This is dope!!” Edwin exclaimed looking at his face.

“Don’t touch it either. Don’t need it smearing.” Edwin nodded and took his hands away from his face. Zion plopped down in the chair Edwin had vacated and I pulled out the reds and blacks I’d need.

“Same deal as Ed. Anything you don’t want dirty, take it off. I’m going to take the red down onto your shoulders so the look is continuous and doesn’t look like it just stops at your jaw.” I told Zion, turning to Austin.

“Where’s Brandon?” Austin shrugged.

“Ed! Where’s Brandon?” I yelled over to Edwin who was letting Nick take pictures of his look.

“Uhh, bathroom maybe?” He yelled back.

“Well, someone go find him! We still need to discuss what he wants!” Austin took off after I said that and I got to work on Zion.

“Tell me if you have an itch or anything, okay?” Zion nodded and I proceeded to turn him into a demon. Black around his eyes, lips, and around his face to make it look like he had a different bone structure and red as the base color. I was maybe 50% done with the red base when Brandon strolled over to us.

“Heard you wanted to talk to me?” I nodded and pointed to Austin’s chair.

“What do you want done to that face?” I asked, glancing over at him.

“Maybe a zombie like Nick?” He suggested. I nodded absentmindedly, already trying to envision what he was gonna look like once I was done with him.

“Yea that’ll work. Oh, and tell Nick he’s next after I finish with this one.” Brandon nodded and left the area. I finished Zion in about 50 minutes and set the look with setting spray.

“No touching, and tell me if you have an itch. I’ll get it so you don’t have to touch your face.” Zion nodded and got up.

“Jersey! You’re up!” Nick jogged over and I patted the chair. I was about halfway done when Nick spoke up.

“Ya know, Brandon’s got a crush on you right?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Oh really? And how exactly do you know that Nick?” I asked sarcastically.

“Because he never stares at someone like he’s been staring at you.” I jumped at Austin’s voice.

“Fucking hell man! Don’t do that!” I scolded, a hand over my heart that was beating very fast.

“Fuck, you’re so lucky that didn’t mess up Nick’s makeup. Or poke his damn eye out.” I muttered and went back to doing the red around Nick’s eyes. Another 30 minutes and Nick was done and the look was set with setting spray. He smiled at me and got up. I pointed to the chair Nick was just in.

“Sit down Porter. It’s your turn.” I said, turning to get the white and black and heard him taking his shirt off behind me along with his chains.

“Sal, do you have any chains?” Austin asked when I turned back around. I nodded.

“Yea my cousin Jefnier gets me chains all the time. And earrings. And rings. And overpriced clothing and shoes. I mean, I appreciate that he gets me the stuff. Though I wish he’d buy me stuff that’s more geared towards what I do.” I shrugged.

“Jefnier?” Austin asked, clueless to who I was talking about. I smiled.

“Lunay. Hey Siri, facetime 'idiota derrochador'.” I said and she did as I told her to. It rang a few times before Jefnier picked up.

“Hola primo! ¿Qué pasa?” He asked.

“No mucho. Este es Austin. Está en una banda estadounidense llamada PRETTYMUCH. Di hola.” I said and Jefnier smiled.

“Hey man,” Jefnier said and Austin’s eyes widened.

“He speaks English?”

“Yes, you fool. He’s been learning from me for years.” I flicked Austin’s head and he whined.

“¿Está tía contigo? Si es así, dile que digo hola! ¡Y que la quiero más que tú!” Jefnier rolled his eyes but laughed.

“Sí lo que sea. Oye, me tengo que ir. Te hablaré luego, ¿de acuerdo?”

“¡Adiós primo! ¡Te veré pronto!” I said before he hung up and I went back to sketching out Austin’s look.

“So, you’re basically going to have Edwin’s look but only on the right side of your face. And there’s going to be a ‘cut’ on your neck on the left side.” Austin nodded excitedly and sat still so I could get the paint on his face. I finished with him in around 45 minutes and set it so it wouldn’t smear.

“Alright mollete, you are done! Now onto amante.” I said and ushered Austin out of the seat.

“Amante! Come on over, you’re up!” I yelled and Brandon came over. Edwin burst out laughing since he knew what amante meant. I shot a smile at him and grabbed the pale green and brown.

“I’m going to make you the prettiest dead person ever amante,” I told him.

“What does amante mean?” Brandon asked. I smirked.

“You sure you wanna know amante?” He nodded.

“Loverboy. I think it’s cute, don’t you agree?” I grinned at the bright red blush that spread over Brandon’s face. I spread the green and brown mixture across his skin and added some red around his eyes.

“Now for the finishing touch.” I tilted Brandon’s face away from mine so I had access to his neck so I could create a fake cut on his neck with fake blood and the whole works. I had to get really close so I could make sure it went on properly and Brandon steadied me with hands on my hips when I stumbled a bit since Austin ‘accidentally’ ran into me trying to get by me. I finished up and glanced up at his eyes. I gave him a shy smile before stepping away and grabbing my setting spray. I sprayed a bunch of setting spray on his face and nodded.

“Don’t move just yet,” I added a bit of the green and brown on Brandon’s lips and grinned.

“There we go! Come on, I want a group picture and some individual photos of you all for my professional Instagram account.” I let Brandon up and he stood up and stretched. I turned my head away, knowing if I watched him any longer, I might just kiss him.

“So how long have you been doing makeup?” Austin asked once I had grabbed my camera so I could get good shots of the makeup.

“Around 13 or 14 years,” I told him, fiddling with the settings while the boys got dressed in their performance outfits.

“And you are how old again?” Edwin asked, strolling over to Austin and me, dressed and ready for his band’s performance.

“I’ll be nineteen on Halloween.” Austin’s jaw dropped.

“You’re only 18?!” I laughed and nodded then set my camera down.

“Yep!” Edwin had this nasty smirk on his face and I raised an eyebrow.

“I’m not sure I trust that face,” I whispered to Austin before backing up a bit. Edwin followed and I bolted away from Edwin.

“Get her!” Edwin yelled while running after me with the other four boys following his lead. I ran down the hallway and took the first turn I came to and looked for a place to hide. I noticed some speakers with a small opening that I could hide in and I dived into it. I shoved myself into the darkest corner and held my breath when I heard the five noisy boys come closer to where I was hiding. I put a hand over my mouth and tried to stay as still as possible until I heard them leave. I closed my eyes and breathed out while letting my shoulders sag.

“Hiding from someone sweetheart?” I jumped but didn’t scream when Brandon spoke.

“How the hell did you know I was in here?” I asked quietly.

“I saw you dive in here before the other four came around the corner. Let me guess, Edwin had this mischievous smirk on his face before you bolted?” He asked, crossing his arms and tilting his head. I nodded and he shook his head with a smile.

“Come on. Let’s get out of here so you can get your pictures.” Brandon held his hand out and I took it slowly. He proceeded to tug on my hand and I stumbled towards him.

“Piggyback ride?” He asked, looking down at me. I raised an eyebrow.

“You think you can carry me, noodle boy?” I questioned before Brandon smirked. He moved closer and threw me over his shoulder.

“What was that about me being a noodle boy sweetheart?” I huffed and started beating on his back.

“Put me down!” I yelled, kicking my legs around, hoping Brandon would put me down.

“Stop squirming sweetheart,” Brandon growled and I froze. Brandon chuckled before pulling me back over his shoulder and set me back down on my feet.

“Come on. I think those four idiots went this way.” Brandon said, walking down a random hallway.

“Nuh-uh. You can go find them. I’m going to go clean up and reorganize my kit so I don’t have to rush later.” I said, backing away from Brandon, hoping I wouldn’t be chased again. Brandon smirked.

“Alright then. Let's go.” He said, striding over to me and slinging an arm over my shoulders, dragging me back to the dressing room we were put in. We made quiet conversation on the way back to the room. Brandon opened the door for me and I smiled at him.

“Thanks, Brandon.” I smiled back.

“Can we do your individual pictures now?” I asked, once I had finished cleaning up my workspace and put everything away in my kit.

“Sure thing Salem. Come on, I saw a good spot for pictures while I was looking for the bathroom earlier. Ill text the guys to meet us there.” I nodded and grabbed my camera. Brandon threw his arm over my shoulder once again and led me from the room, taking me to the place that he had seen earlier. We got there five minutes later and the other four were waiting for us there. I was fiddling with the settings on my camera and walked straight into Brandon’s back when he stopped suddenly. He laughed and I rolled my eyes.

“Meanie,” I mumbled under my breath at him before walking around him.

“Okay, picture time then you guys will be ready to perform!” I said, holding up my camera. I spent the next half an hour shooting them before giving them all a smile.

“Thank you, guys, for being so patient. These look amazing.” I said, looking down at my camera and previewed the photos I had just taken of them.

“Happy to be of service Salem,” Austin said jokingly, bowing and everything. I laughed as the other four did the same. Out of nowhere a stage hand appeared and told the boys it was time to perform.

“Hey, come watch from side stage. It’ll be fun.” Brandon said and I shrugged.

“Okay. Just let me go put this back with my kit.” I said, motioning to my camera. He nodded and I went to put my camera back. I set it down and turned but jumped when I found how close Brandon was to me. He was staring down at me and I couldn’t find the willpower in myself to break the stare down.

“Wh-what are you doing?” I asked quietly, not moving an inch. He leaned down ever so slightly and I swallowed thickly. His lips quirked up just a tiny bit. I could hear voices from outside the room and I leaped away from Brandon and turned away from the door before Nick poked his head in.

“Come on B. We’re needed on stage.” He said before exiting the room. I took a deep breath and turned back around only to find Brandon with a smug smirk on his face.

“You coming?” He drawled slowly. I nodded and followed him out of the room, the heat in my cheeks not going away. I wandered along behind Brandon until we reached side stage. The blush had gone away a bit so it wasn’t as noticeable but Brandon still had that smug ass smirk on his face and it was annoying but insanely hot. They went onto the stage and got into position for when the song started. I could hear the hosts making PRETTYMUCH puns and I rolled my eyes. But the music started and I turned my focus onto the boys again. I was impressed by Brandon’s voice but practically started drooling when he started to hip thrust while dancing. They finished their performance and came backstage and I gave them a smile.

“So, how’d we do Miss Halloween?” Zion asked. I smiled and gave them a thumbs up.

“Really good! I loved it.” I told them. They thanked me and moved past me except for a certain gothic zombie.

“Who was your favorite sweetheart?” He asked in a low voice. I gulped and looked up at him, his frame towering over mine.

“Uhh…. Nick did really good.” I said quietly, backing up as Brandon started to take steps towards me. My back hit a wall and Brandon stepped close to my body.

“You sure he was the one you were drooling over sweetheart?” He asked condescendingly. My cheeks went red and I looked away from his burning gaze. He grabbed my chin and made me look back up at him.

“Aww, what’s the matter sweetheart? Are you blushing?” He asked with a smirk. My eyes flickered down to his lips and back up to his eyes quickly. He chuckled darkly and let go of my face and backed away from my body. He looked down at me and gave me a cheeky smile. A throat cleared and I looked away from Brandon and over to Zion who was leaning on a wall and smirking.

“Hate to break up whatever this is but the rest of us would like to take this makeup off.” His words cleared the haze that was clouding my mind and I frowned.

“You can’t take it off yet. You guys still have to walk the carpet of whatever they have for this thing in like an hour.” I told him and he groaned.

“Seriously?” I nodded and his shoulders sagged. I gave him a small smile as he left.

“Do you like IHOP?” My head whipped back to Brandon.

“What?” I tilted my head in confusion.

“Do you like IHOP?” He asked again.

“I mean, yea. Who doesn’t?” I said rhetorically.

“I’ll come get you after we walk the carpet and you get this makeup off of us.”

“Wait are you asking me out on a date?” I asked. He got closer again and leaned down so his face was near mine.

“Not so much asking sweetheart as I am telling.” He said lowly.

“Okay. Uh um, where should I wait?” I asked timidly.

“We don’t bite sweetheart. You can come hang with us in the room we were in before.” Brandon said, holding his hand out to me.

~~~

Hi everyone! So this is my ever fic post on here so I hope y’all like it! Like I said, there will be more parts to this. And a very big thank you to @cncopmhoe for all her help with this. I bothered her so much for this and I really appreciate that she didn’t get too annoyed with my constant questions.

[fentysinterlude]

nick probably wishin he was booed up so he can be away from the demon known as caleb zion kuwonu

[bdrmhymnz]

two new muses added! and bio tab graphics for all characters are officially done :') im tired. anyway heres a lil snippet of info about the new bbs now that all original bios are finished:

sydney solace, played by zion kuwonu. a well meaning boy who struck a deal with a demon in order to save his mother's life. he's forced to now give routine sacrifices to this demon but they cant just be anyone, they have to be someone who loves him.

ingrid casimir, played by odessa a'zion. a tired, reckless girl from a long bloodline of powerful witches. she has an affinity for spirit and demon work as well as baneful magic though she tends to misuse her powers for personal or selfish means.

[forumfilters]

ONLY SO EAGER TO PLEASE. A vampire progeny and a demon created by an Eiza Gonzalez FC, a very bloody goddess.  Suggested faces: Wilmer Valderrama & Julio Macias 

EXPLORE WITH ME. Employees for a Kris Wu FC in his warehouse nightclub that doubles as a BDSM lounge on the second floor.  Open faces and multiple positions. 

ENTANGLEMENT, ANYONE? Co-workers that end up mixing business with pleasure for a Yeha Leung FC.  Suggested faces: Wonho (Lee Hoseok) 

SOUL TIES. Kindred spirit, best friend... a Zion Kuwonu FC’s other half in every way.  Suggested face: Jordan Lewis Tucker 

[jcinktinder]

ONLY SO EAGER TO PLEASE. A vampire progeny and a demon created by an Eiza Gonzalez FC, a very bloody goddess.  Suggested faces: Wilmer Valderrama & Julio Macias 

EXPLORE WITH ME. Employees for a Kris Wu FC in his warehouse nightclub that doubles as a BDSM lounge on the second floor.  Open faces and multiple positions. 

ENTANGLEMENT, ANYONE? Co-workers that end up mixing business with pleasure for a Yeha Leung FC.  Suggested faces: Wonho (Lee Hoseok) 

SOUL TIES. Kindred spirit, best friend... a Zion Kuwonu FC’s other half in every way.  Suggested face: Jordan Lewis Tucker 

HAVE MERCY ON ME. Childhood crush (maybe an incubus? 😉 maybe a hellhound? 😏) for a Flavia Charallo FC.  Open face. 

SAIL INTO THE NIGHT. The Lost Boys inspired found family of a ragtag bunch of supernaturals for a Lim Jino FC.  Open faces and Three positions. 

[rockinroleplay]

ONLY SO EAGER TO PLEASE. A vampire progeny and a demon created by an Eiza Gonzalez FC, a very bloody goddess.  Suggested faces: Wilmer Valderrama & Julio Macias 

EXPLORE WITH ME. Employees for a Kris Wu FC in his warehouse nightclub that doubles as a BDSM lounge on the second floor.  Open faces and multiple positions. 

ENTANGLEMENT, ANYONE? Co-workers that end up mixing business with pleasure for a Yeha Leung FC.  Suggested faces: Wonho (Lee Hoseok) 

SOUL TIES. Kindred spirit, best friend... a Zion Kuwonu FC’s other half in every way.  Suggested face: Jordan Lewis Tucker 

HAVE MERCY ON ME. Childhood crush (maybe an incubus? 😉 maybe a hellhound? 😏) for a Flavia Charallo FC.  Open face. 

SAIL INTO THE NIGHT. The Lost Boys inspired found family of a ragtag bunch of supernaturals for a Lim Jino FC.  Open faces and Three positions. 

[dailyjcink]

ONLY SO EAGER TO PLEASE. A vampire progeny and a demon created by an Eiza Gonzalez FC, a very bloody goddess.  Suggested faces: Wilmer Valderrama & Julio Macias 

EXPLORE WITH ME. Employees for a Kris Wu FC in his warehouse nightclub that doubles as a BDSM lounge on the second floor.  Open faces and multiple positions. 

ENTANGLEMENT, ANYONE? Co-workers that end up mixing business with pleasure for a Yeha Leung FC.  Suggested faces: Wonho (Lee Hoseok) 

SOUL TIES. Kindred spirit, best friend... a Zion Kuwonu FC’s other half in every way.  Suggested face: Jordan Lewis Tucker 

HAVE MERCY ON ME. Childhood crush (maybe an incubus? 😉 maybe a hellhound? 😏) for a Flavia Charallo FC.  Open face. 

SAIL INTO THE NIGHT. The Lost Boys inspired found family of a ragtag bunch of supernaturals for a Lim Jino FC.  Open faces and Three positions. 

[rpgadverts]

ONLY SO EAGER TO PLEASE. A vampire progeny and a demon created by an Eiza Gonzalez FC, a very bloody goddess.  Suggested faces: Wilmer Valderrama & Julio Macias 

EXPLORE WITH ME. Employees for a Kris Wu FC in his warehouse nightclub that doubles as a BDSM lounge on the second floor.  Open faces and multiple positions. 

ENTANGLEMENT, ANYONE? Co-workers that end up mixing business with pleasure for a Yeha Leung FC.  Suggested faces: Wonho (Lee Hoseok) 

SOUL TIES. Kindred spirit, best friend... a Zion Kuwonu FC’s other half in every way.  Suggested face: Jordan Lewis Tucker 

HAVE MERCY ON ME. Childhood crush (maybe an incubus? 😉 maybe a hellhound? 😏) for a Flavia Charallo FC.  Open face. 

SAIL INTO THE NIGHT. The Lost Boys inspired found family of a ragtag bunch of supernaturals for a Lim Jino FC.  Open faces and Three positions. 

[rpings]

ONLY SO EAGER TO PLEASE. A vampire progeny and a demon created by an Eiza Gonzalez FC, a very bloody goddess.  Suggested faces: Wilmer Valderrama & Julio Macias 

EXPLORE WITH ME. Employees for a Kris Wu FC in his warehouse nightclub that doubles as a BDSM lounge on the second floor.  Open faces and multiple positions. 

ENTANGLEMENT, ANYONE? Co-workers that end up mixing business with pleasure for a Yeha Leung FC.  Suggested faces: Wonho (Lee Hoseok) 

SOUL TIES. Kindred spirit, best friend... a Zion Kuwonu FC’s other half in every way.  Suggested face: Jordan Lewis Tucker 

[allthingsroleplay]

ONLY SO EAGER TO PLEASE. A vampire progeny and a demon created by an Eiza Gonzalez FC, a very bloody goddess.  Suggested faces: Wilmer Valderrama & Julio Macias 

EXPLORE WITH ME. Employees for a Kris Wu FC in his warehouse nightclub that doubles as a BDSM lounge on the second floor.  Open faces and multiple positions. 

ENTANGLEMENT, ANYONE? Co-workers that end up mixing business with pleasure for a Yeha Leung FC.  Suggested faces: Wonho (Lee Hoseok) 

SOUL TIES. Kindred spirit, best friend... a Zion Kuwonu FC’s other half in every way.  Suggested face: Jordan Lewis Tucker