In the tempest of her psychotic pleasurable desire will a doctor be able to treat her mentally sick patient, or will she turn out to be the one begging for satisfactory treatment generated by her patient's own hands? With a patient who rarely speaks, how much is she willing to do to have her ears drink his words, lik...
he calmed the storm inside of her heart, ignoring that he was one himself. a jeongguk fic. ⓒ babyjeons
color, light, sound and taste they are sturdy and tangible and a language they know how to speak m.yg, p.jm jesusetc 2017
"but are we all lost stars trying to light up the dark?" jeon jungkook. discontinued... sorry! © neocult
she asked him to hold her hand. instead, he bit into her wrist. - - {vampire au} {mature themes/language is present, read with caution} - - cover credit: @plsyoongi -{tbh she is a gift from the heavens above ( ͒ ˘̩̩̩̩̩̩ꇵ͒˘̩̩̩̩̩̩ ͒) } | someday-somehow | & oreyeol
