Hey! I'm looking for a roleplayer specifically searching for any of these ships!
Tyler Joseph x Josh Dun
Dean Winchester x Sam Winchester
Dean Winchester x Castiel Novak
Eddie Kaspbrak x Richie Tozier (aged up)
We can roleplay here, if you're interested! Or, I have a discord!
I just want a storyline revolving around a stone-cold, merciless mobboss and his lover. The mobboss is a monster, killing anyone that dares to challenge/overstep his boundaries, but he's an absolute sweetheart to his lover. He's in the middle of an important meeting? The lover is sitting on his...
Dean swallowed, the faint sting of an alcohol-raw throat making a low grunt pass through his mouth. The last voice he wanted to hear right now was Sam's, but his own echoed throughout their small hotel room in all of it's glory. "Sam," He acknowledged, the slur over the words evident once he...
Dean spent the entire night sulking against a barstool, downing Scotch whenever it was offered, and spending the rest of the physical cash he had on him. He couldn't get himself to stop thinking about his younger brother or his smile, the way his teeth perfectly mimicked an ivory white, or the...
There was a brief moment where Dean wished his younger brother wasn't the type to fix problems, instead of running away from them. He cruelly cursed underneath his breath, watching as the problem escalated and having no real reason to stop it from doing so. Sam, bless his heart, was always the...
"Yes! Do you really think I don't notice?" Dean's tone of voice assaulted the atmosphere around them, the muscles underneath his shirt twitching as if he was ready to run for the door and leave this conversation behind. For a second, he reminded himself of John Winchester, the very male that...
Dean breathed out an aggressive sigh, attempting to calm himself before his side comments stirred their conversation into something heavy. He wasn't equipped to deal with his own emotions, and he didn't think he would anytime soon. So, instead, he stared the youngest Winchester down with an...
You were violent.
You craved power.
Oh, I've never met someone with such a devil-like outlook on life— You were a God... You are a God. I've watched your knuckles slam into teeth until they've shattered, I've watched the way your eyes glinted and the way your lips twitched as if you enjoyed it...
"I think you know exactly what I mean, Sam," The eldest shot back, tone filled with edge as he mimicked his brother's devious action more harsh than he intended, foot pointedly pressing up against his. He laxed, drawing himself back at the way his own heart fluttered against his chest, thudding...
Maybe that's exactly what Dean Winchester needed lately; to be hurt. Sliced open by claws that clearly wanted his innards on the floor below him, bruised and bashed by the bastards that dared cross their paths. The Winchester brother's had definitely made a name for themselves, so why did Dean...