"Hello! We're the Dirmic brothers. We're comprised of Storm and Zion Dirmic. Feel free to talk to us."
Storm is the younger brother. He's 24 and is majoring in Human Psychology. Zion is the older brother. He's 35 years old. He majored in Music. Both have a secret that one would not like to know.
((Current M!A: Accepting))
(None of these GIF's are mine. All credit goes to the original creators. No I am not Jacoby Shaddix or AmazingPhil.)
I’m moving the Dirmic Brothers over to my phase blog called one-mind-multiple-muses. There is where I’ll continue the threads. Storm won’t be deleted just yet but thia account will be on hiatus. Feel free to roleplay with my 4 other muses too! I’ve followed all of the people I’m following on here too so yeah. See y’all there!
Storm was a little shocked when Aaden said those words. He didn’t expect someone like him to actually feel that way towards him. “R-Really?” Finally, someone actually liked him and they didn’t fake it for a make-fun. At the kisses, he scrunched his face up with a giggle. With the final kiss, he placed his hands on either side of Aaden’s face to enjoy every moment of it. “I haven’t ever felt this way before. I-I sorta don’t know how to react to this..”
When the other rested his head on his shoulder, Storm rested his head on top of the older one’s with a contented sigh. It was back to the way it was before, happy, peaceful, and relaxed.. Just like he wanted it to be. As Aaden spoke again, he looked away, feeling ashamed for calling himself a screw up now. He still believed it though but he wouldn’t mention it anymore. “Still, thank you so much because I would have possibly destroyed a lot of things…” He slolwy moved his hand over to Aaden’s, hovering over it for a second as he debated whether he should hold it or not. He grabbed the other’s hand tightly, feeling even more protected now.
Now I can hit replies on my own time without the worry of my mom looking over my shoulder whilst writing smut. So exite. Time to hit replies.