! PLS SENJU SEEMS SO FUN TO HANG WITH And About That One Vision Takemitchy Saw What Was That ??!!!? She's

! PLS SENJU SEEMS SO FUN TO HANG WITH 😭😭 and about that one vision takemitchy saw what was that ??!!!? she's gonna die ???!!?!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHINICHIRO <33

do remember that i will never reject you :D those 20 girls who did has totally lost their minds and not me ranting in the tags ;-;

yuri plisetsky moodboard

anime: yuri!!! on ice

Don’t mind me, my tumblr is wack I’m sorry please don’t post

LMFAO THIS HAD ME CACKLING 😭😭 but i appreciated it hihi

SO RIE HERES AN UPDATE ON ME HEHE. right now, like as we speak, im listening to a "having a crush on loki laufeyson" playlist looooll sometimes im embarrassed with myself cuz im a whole ass grown up indulging materials that prove how sad and lonely i am PLSSS THIS IS SO EMBARRAZZINGGG DONT LOOK AT ME but yeah i am in a middle of a loki (also includes tom hiddleston) phase everyone back off im shy

HAHABAH NO SOKAY I LISTEN TO THOSE KIND OF PLAYLISTS TOO and believe me they cure my empty feeling of being single and having no s/o lmao

also who is this loki laufeyson guy

ʚ♡⃛ɞ COME THRU // KAZUTORA HANEMIYA.

content : nsfw. timeskip!kazu. toxicity. whats nsfw without degradation. slapping. usage of alcohol. slight manipulation. special for kazu's debut in less than 24 hrs!.

+ happy 200! ♡ thank you babes mwa mwa. MDNI.

can't even pretend like i don't want it again.

you tried. the many times you endeavored to get him off your mind, you never succeeded. you went in and out of clubs, flirting with other men & drinking your ass off in hopes your attention will be diverted from him. you're convinced the devils weren't siding with you this time, because not even drugs can be as addicting as him.

kazutora, the guy who made you stab yourself in the back. you didn't know what the hell this guy had poured onto you that you were uknowingly allegiant to him. heck, at this point you didn't even recognise yourself. when did you become like this? you used to be the careless type, one who wouldn't give a fuck if someone dropped you for another person; one who'd move on so easily, even challenging yourself to reach a certain amount for one night stand counts. now you couldn't even get yourself onto your knees to suck another guy off, always backing out because you realised it wasn't him.

ever since you crossed paths with kazutora, you didn't know where your old self went. realising a little too late that you kept going back to kazu. showing up to his condo at three in the morning, whether you're drunk, sober or not even intoxicated you'd end up in his queen sized bed. kazu's condo could be called your second home already, for the amount of times you closed your eyes and woke up the next morning at his place. until all of the sudden it stopped, the reason being the text message you got from him that one night

kazutora : we have to end this, y/n.

kazutora : i've got someone now. sorry.

so he has a girlfriend, huh? you scoffed, how such a simple sentence has got you downing about four bottles of the bittersweet liquid. wasn't it just yesterday that he was hitting your cervix? you couldn't think. how long has it been since he met her? have you seen her yourself? do you know her? when? how? why? was she prettier? were you getting boring to him now? were you not good eno—

funny how this shit has got you fueled with madness. how could he simply just say those words and go on with his day? but most importantly, whats making you go all feral over this? kazutora was just another boy, yea, your boy. one you couldn't simply let go. maybe it was unknown to you; that you actually fell in love with kazu. you wanted him all to yourself. the images of him with another girl made you want to rip anyone's head off if they even dared to stand within 5 meters away from you.

what made you fall inlove with him? perhaps it was how you'd wake up with him poking your cheeks, or the way he'd eat you out before starting his day. perhaps it was how he fucked you so dumb you couldn't do anything other than moan his name aloud, or how he'd pull your hair whenever he's hitting from the back to get you closer to him. now you sounded like a sex crazed bitch, but hey; did you know kazu's one too? hehe.

look at what you made me wanna do.

now you sounded possessive, but when a person's in love; jealousy was the realest bitch provoking you almost eighty percent of the time right? not even your mind can get rid of kazutora, what made you confident that you can fully dispose him from your life? thats how you found yourself infront of his door, the doorbell of his house imprinted with your fingertips by how hard you're pressing it & a frustrated kazutora, shirtless right infront of you.

invading his privacy, without a word you pushed him back into his condo and onto the wall; hands pressed against his chest. you looked up into his eyes, ones that are throwing daggers at yours as if you're a disgrace for disturbing his peace. oh, but what was that? were your eyes deceiving you or did you spot a glint of lust in his eyes? though it was not obvious, as much as he could've taken you right here and now; he reminds himself that oh right, he has a girlfriend.. or atleast that's what he said to you.

“what else, y/n?” voice clearly showing he's irritated by your repeating actions. it's not the first time you've done something like this, and kazu knows damn well he can't get rid of you so easily. it was secretly pleasing to him though, that you kept coming back to him. hence why he didn't put in any effort to push you away this time. “kazu..” he could smell the alcohol coming from your breath, confirming you did drink before showing up here. you stared into his sand coloured orbs, blurting out “leave her. you don't actually love her right? why don't you le—” your words were cut off when a strong grip on your arms turned you and your body was slammed against the wall. kazutora's face was so close to yours, sighing heavily.

“stop it, you're drunk. don't do this.” he was stern. are you really drunk? you're not sure. if only you knew what went on in his mind, it was a mess. the amount of times you've done this, all he did was place you in the passenger seat and drove you back to your house. but today you weren't letting him do that, you needed to spill your guts to him. you plead him with your eyes; “i'm not. m'not kazu.. please..” it came out as a broken whisper, voice still groggy from the alcohol.

he looked at you for a good minute before he took your wrist, dragging you to the familiar living room. how you missed this place, this interior. you felt like you were home again for a sec, until you realised the position you are in now. your knees are rubbing against the harsh carpet material. infront of you was kazutora with legs spread widely, sitting pretty on the sofa with his fingers gripping your jaw.

slap! you felt a sharp pain on your right cheek, did kazu just slap you? not that you didn't enjoy it, though. and you felt it again, before he turns your head back to him and leaned in closer,

“you're one handful bitch, y/n. you don't think twice do you?” his eyebrows were furrowed, but you kept a pretty expression as if you didn't get slapped about twice few seconds ago. kazutora feels like he'll become putty in your hands if he stared into your oh so innocent eyes for too long.

your shoulders sunk, your fingers placed themselves on kazu's thighs. crawling up slowly to his upper thigh, teasing him. you both knew where this was going, did you care though? you couldn't give a shit if anyone or even better; his partner came in to the sight of you and him like this, but you don't know about kazutora though.

“whatever do you mean, kazu?” batting your eyelashes at him. how can you sound so unguilty, when your actions speak otherwise? kazu feels his jeans get tighter at how pure you sounded right now. you could feel yourself smirking, fingers now tracing his inner thighs making him hiss;

he gave you a fake smile, hands travelling to the back of your head and yanked you back; you think he'll leave you with a bald spot from how harsh he was pulling it. “you come here, acting like a beggar. all just for me to leave my partner, where's your shame? hm?” kazu's too fucking addicting, breathing heavily when you stroke on his harden length over the rough material of his jeans.

“she's not me, kazu. you know it yourself,”

he lets out a low chuckle, eyes darkening as he looks at you in disbelief; he clicks his tongue “fuck, you're a brave one aren't you?”. why did you feel internally proud? you're not sure, but you'll take that as a compliment.

“the thought of me fucking another pussy is what made you pull all of these acts, huh?” he stared coldly into your eyes; “y'know what to do. it's right infront of you,” specifying the hardness in between his legs. you looked up at him and down to his jeans; you were getting excited, all eager to please him. a grin was plastered on his face as he strokes your bottom lip with his thumb, before pushing it past your lips; feeling satisfied when he felt you sucking on it.

“s'good at acting like a desperate fucking whore. start working those hands, princess.”