untitled
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
The Bowery Presents
@theartofmadeline
One Nice Bug Per Day
Monterey Bay Aquarium
noise dept.
Discoholic 🪩
art blog(derogatory)
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
ojovivo
No title available
bliss lane
No title available
Game of Thrones Daily
Kiana Khansmith
if i look back, i am lost
h
Doug Jones
KIROKAZE
seen from France
seen from Australia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Germany
seen from Vietnam
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Bangladesh
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Argentina
seen from Vietnam
seen from Australia
seen from Ukraine
seen from Indonesia
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Malaysia
@goldenyura
I don’t know who still cares or follows me here, but I am sorry, I wont be on here much at all anymore, not until maybe more content comes out.
Don’t get me wrong, I still love this show and Otayuri, but I just… I don’t even know…
I do still RP on discord if anyone cares… chrystal jane #5786 or however you put it in. PLEASE add me there if you are on there. I actually really really want to RP but I just can’t make myself do it here.
um hi yes I am here...
Yuri really just... wants memes sent to him. They don’t have to be on my page, just... send one and tell me what it is. He really wants to just start over from right after end of canon. Explore how he and Beka develop as friends or more eventually. Or he will also RP with others but just not ship.
✧✧✧✧✧✧ || 2y [pixiv] || _2y__ [Weibo] ※Permission to upload this was given by the artist (©). **Please, rate and/or bookmark her works on Pixiv too** [Please do not repost, edit or remove credits]
Need some prayer or whatever you do, luck, something. Our house needs to sell like… yesterday. But not even an offer. Only 2 people came to the open house today. And neither were interested after. Like I don’t understand what’s going on. The house is worth way more then its listed at, its a big house, lots of room, but the floors are all wood so its easy to clean, fireplace, 2 car garage, sunroom, 3 bathrooms, jacuzi tub, big windows even in the basement, nice neighborhood, yes the windows, furnace, and AC unit are older, but they are maintained and in perfect working order. The appliances are not old, the dishwasher only 2 years old. Like this thing should have sold in 2 days, and yet we’re at over 2 months now and nothing! What the actual fuck?! This isn’t fair :( its making the time I should be planning and having fun getting together all the stuff for my dreams to FINALLY come true, into a stressful, anxious time, because yet again its seeming like my dreams are going to be taken away from me. Something has to give! We could lose BOTH houses if this house doesn’t sell in a few weeks MAX, because if we don’t move, we have to renew our mortgage here, and we wont qualify for what we still owe with the new mortgage laws! SO like… this is an EMERGENCY!
That moment when Yuri reacts to Otabek’s skating
Y’all know the one I’m talking about
Every time I feel like he’s thinking, “damn, that was hot”
obviously!
🔥🔥🔥🔥
((AND THE WINNER IS!!!! @GOLDENYURA!! (and everyone who requested Yuri!) ..come fuck yer boy! **Minor revisions to be made in previous posts to redact the ABO by request** ))
It was harder to handle his phone than he thought. His eyes glazed over with an unquenchable need, but his fingers knew just where to touch, even if he couldn’t see clearly.
He’d called Yuri so many times before. Though he’d never reached this height of desperate need before.
He tried to control his breathing, tried to find his zen place, but it was impossible.
The phone rang once. Twice.. and then the click of someone picking up.
“Yuri…..” The tone of his voice sounded desperate and needy, even to himself. “I need you…”
“I am, I am, I’ll be there in two seconds. I’m hanging up so I can run.” he pressed to end the call before quickly tapping his debit card at the register and taking off at a full run towards the hotel, not even bothering to get his receipt.
Sure, the way things worked between then would fuck with the image the world had of them, but he wouldn’t have it any other way. It made him feel a like a God to be able to have such a strong, independent man like Otabek on his knees for him. And he’s always had a dominant streak. Otabek was no less of a man to him for being like this either.
Thankfully the Kazakh had given him a key card on the first day of the trip, so he easily got the door open, making sure to lock it with all available options before shouting into the large room. “I’m here!” his voice held a deeper tone, like he was warning the other of his impending doom, only it was a very pleasurable doom.
Otabek keened with relief as he heard the door open and slithered off the edge of the bed, landing on his hands and knees on the floor. He crawled toward that voice… that beautiful, not-quite-husky voice, his muscles working beneath the flushed surface of his skin to carry him to Yuri’s feet.
He groveled there, Head down low, ass up high, naked body on display as he grasped at Yuri’s ankles with desperate digits and pressed a kiss to the toe of his shoe.
“Thank god… thank god… Please…I’ve been good…”
He’d busied himself gathering things = make-shift things for Yuri to use. His small collection of ties.. 3 or 4 of various colors.. they were small and packed well. His belts. He’d pulled the spare laces out of his skate bag and tied them together with the hard aglet ends at the ‘handle’ end with spare hair-ties, leaving large, loose loops Yuri could use as a make-shift whip. He’d left a few out for other things.. they didn’t have a cock ring, but a carefully tied skate lace could work on the short-term.
He had his big, noise-canceling earphones out.. displayed with the rest of the things if Yuri wanted to play with sensation deprivation.. a tie for a blindfold and the headphones on would do…
“I didn’t bring my toy bag, but … I tried to make do. I’m so sorry…”
He raised his brows as he looked at what Otabek had gathered up. “You really tried your best to get things together, didn’t you?” he looked down at the other crawling to his feet, a bit of softness showing in his eyes, hand reaching forward to run through the longer hair on top of his head. “I guess I can forgive you for forgetting the toys this time, since you’ve managed to get a lot of things that will work in place of them. Can’t say you aren’t resourceful.”
He grabbed his hair now and tugged his head back. “Now, get to work if you want it.” he pushed his head into his crotch, silently telling him that he wanted him to undo his pants and work from there.
🔥🔥🔥🔥
((AND THE WINNER IS!!!! @GOLDENYURA!! (and everyone who requested Yuri!) ..come fuck yer boy! **Minor revisions to be made in previous posts to redact the ABO by request** ))
It was harder to handle his phone than he thought. His eyes glazed over with an unquenchable need, but his fingers knew just where to touch, even if he couldn’t see clearly.
He’d called Yuri so many times before. Though he’d never reached this height of desperate need before.
He tried to control his breathing, tried to find his zen place, but it was impossible.
The phone rang once. Twice.. and then the click of someone picking up.
“Yuri…..” The tone of his voice sounded desperate and needy, even to himself. “I need you…”
“I am, I am, I’ll be there in two seconds. I’m hanging up so I can run.” he pressed to end the call before quickly tapping his debit card at the register and taking off at a full run towards the hotel, not even bothering to get his receipt.
Sure, the way things worked between then would fuck with the image the world had of them, but he wouldn’t have it any other way. It made him feel a like a God to be able to have such a strong, independent man like Otabek on his knees for him. And he’s always had a dominant streak. Otabek was no less of a man to him for being like this either.
Thankfully the Kazakh had given him a key card on the first day of the trip, so he easily got the door open, making sure to lock it with all available options before shouting into the large room. “I’m here!” his voice held a deeper tone, like he was warning the other of his impending doom, only it was a very pleasurable doom.
🔥🔥🔥🔥
((AND THE WINNER IS!!!! @GOLDENYURA!! (and everyone who requested Yuri!) ..come fuck yer boy! **Minor revisions to be made in previous posts to redact the ABO by request** ))
It was harder to handle his phone than he thought. His eyes glazed over with an unquenchable need, but his fingers knew just where to touch, even if he couldn’t see clearly.
He’d called Yuri so many times before. Though he’d never reached this height of desperate need before.
He tried to control his breathing, tried to find his zen place, but it was impossible.
The phone rang once. Twice.. and then the click of someone picking up.
“Yuri…..” The tone of his voice sounded desperate and needy, even to himself. “I need you…”
Yuri was just finishing practice when he got the call, he sat on the bench to answer the phone. “Hey Beka what’s…” and he got cut off.
He didn’t speak for a minute, then his body was moving of its own accord. “What do you mean? Are you okay? I can’t tell if you’re talking like that because you’re hurt or if you’re horny!” he hoped it was the latter for both their sakes. It had been a while since they had a good fuck. Yeah they were friends who fucked when time allowed. Probably more then friends, but that didn’t matter in this moment. What mattered was that Otabek called him.
“Yuraaahhh…” The ‘ah’ dragged out into a heavy, throaty moan. “Horny…I need you to fuck me into the mattress.. please.. “
Crude, and to the point. But Otabek wasn’t one for flowery words, usually. Except when the moment required it. Now was not one of those moments.
“I can’t.. stand it.. I’m so worked up.. i’m so hot.. I need you. Right now…but I didn’t bring… stuff..” He was ashamed of himself. One of the few times they were going to be together in the same place at the same time for more than a few hours at a time. He knew well in advance, and he’d forgotten to bring the toybox.
Fuck. He sounded so hot right now. He was almost tripping over himself now, trying to get his gear into his locker. “You idiot. You knew I’d be here and you didn’t bring anything? I should punish you for that one.” he made it sound stinging, but it was just part of how they played. “Guess I’ll have to use my hands for that this time.” spank him maybe?
“I’ll grab some lube at the store on the way by. But DON’T touch yourself again until I get there.” he could tell that Otabek had already done so by how worked up he was. No more, he wanted all that pent up sexual arousal to himself.
Otabek groaned in agony. “I can’t stand it …” The shift of sheets sounded beneath him as he writhed, hungry for more, on the hotel bed. “Will it take long? I can’t wait…”
“I didn’t …I don’t know what I was thinking.. I packed the bag but I forgot it at home..” he mewled apologetically. “I’m sorry… I’ll do better next time.. Just.. just hurry.. please..”
His skin was on fire. The sound of Yuri’s voice in his ear, dropping to that playfully dangerous timbre that made Yuri feel like he owned the universe and Otabek desperate to please him, was enough to tighten his stomach again. The anticipation was going to kill him…
“No it wont take long, babe. I’ll use self checkout, use my status as a celebrity or some shit to get through faster.” he was already walking into the store, because it was pretty much right outside the rink. Then the hotel was only about a 2 minute run away from there.
“And you better not fuck it up again next time. Now I’m going to have to come up with some... interesting... ways to do things.” he grabbed a bottle of lube from the shelf, making sure it was the right kind before heading to the check out. “I’m already heading to the checkout, so just bite your lip or something.”
🔥🔥🔥🔥
((AND THE WINNER IS!!!! @GOLDENYURA!! (and everyone who requested Yuri!) ..come fuck yer boy! **Minor revisions to be made in previous posts to redact the ABO by request** ))
It was harder to handle his phone than he thought. His eyes glazed over with an unquenchable need, but his fingers knew just where to touch, even if he couldn’t see clearly.
He’d called Yuri so many times before. Though he’d never reached this height of desperate need before.
He tried to control his breathing, tried to find his zen place, but it was impossible.
The phone rang once. Twice.. and then the click of someone picking up.
“Yuri…..” The tone of his voice sounded desperate and needy, even to himself. “I need you…”
Yuri was just finishing practice when he got the call, he sat on the bench to answer the phone. “Hey Beka what’s…” and he got cut off.
He didn’t speak for a minute, then his body was moving of its own accord. “What do you mean? Are you okay? I can’t tell if you’re talking like that because you’re hurt or if you’re horny!” he hoped it was the latter for both their sakes. It had been a while since they had a good fuck. Yeah they were friends who fucked when time allowed. Probably more then friends, but that didn’t matter in this moment. What mattered was that Otabek called him.
“Yuraaahhh…” The ‘ah’ dragged out into a heavy, throaty moan. “Horny…I need you to fuck me into the mattress.. please.. “
Crude, and to the point. But Otabek wasn’t one for flowery words, usually. Except when the moment required it. Now was not one of those moments.
“I can’t.. stand it.. I’m so worked up.. i’m so hot.. I need you. Right now…but I didn’t bring… stuff..” He was ashamed of himself. One of the few times they were going to be together in the same place at the same time for more than a few hours at a time. He knew well in advance, and he’d forgotten to bring the toybox.
Fuck. He sounded so hot right now. He was almost tripping over himself now, trying to get his gear into his locker. “You idiot. You knew I’d be here and you didn’t bring anything? I should punish you for that one.” he made it sound stinging, but it was just part of how they played. “Guess I’ll have to use my hands for that this time.” spank him maybe?
“I’ll grab some lube at the store on the way by. But DON’T touch yourself again until I get there.” he could tell that Otabek had already done so by how worked up he was. No more, he wanted all that pent up sexual arousal to himself.
🔥🔥🔥🔥
((AND THE WINNER IS!!!! @GOLDENYURA!! (and everyone who requested Yuri!) ..come fuck yer boy! **Minor revisions to be made in previous posts to redact the ABO by request** ))
It was harder to handle his phone than he thought. His eyes glazed over with an unquenchable need, but his fingers knew just where to touch, even if he couldn’t see clearly.
He’d called Yuri so many times before. Though he’d never reached this height of desperate need before.
He tried to control his breathing, tried to find his zen place, but it was impossible.
The phone rang once. Twice.. and then the click of someone picking up.
“Yuri…..” The tone of his voice sounded desperate and needy, even to himself. “I need you…”
Yuri was just finishing practice when he got the call, he sat on the bench to answer the phone. “Hey Beka what’s...” and he got cut off.
He didn’t speak for a minute, then his body was moving of its own accord. “What do you mean? Are you okay? I can’t tell if you’re talking like that because you’re hurt or if you’re horny!” he hoped it was the latter for both their sakes. It had been a while since they had a good fuck. Yeah they were friends who fucked when time allowed. Probably more then friends, but that didn’t matter in this moment. What mattered was that Otabek called him.
"Oh?" (Goldenyura)
Otabek yawned and pulled the blanket off the back of the couch they’d been sitting on together, curling up under it as he slipped down and rested his head on Yuri’s lap.
It didn’t take long for the sleep he’d been struggling to get over the last few days to finally catch up with him and the movie they were watching together wasn’t even halfway in.
@goldenyura
At first Yuri wondered what the hell the Kazakh was doing, but when he settled and closed his eyes, Yuri understood. It had been a long day for them both, and honestly watching this movie was just an excuse to be closer to each other for longer without having to actually share a room.
He sighed and leaned back more, careful not to disturb the elder, and with a soft rarely seen smile, slipped a hand into dark hair to basically pet him like a cat.
Romantic/Fluff Sentence Starters!
“You have something in your hair - let me get it for you.”
“Hm? Oh, sorry. I couldn’t help but stare at you.”
“Um, would it be okay if I held your hand?”
“Shut up and kiss me already.”
“You’re the most important person in my life.”
“Are you tired? Here, I’ll carry you the rest of the way.”
“I’m not much of a chef, but… I really hope you like this.”
“Sorry for calling so late - I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
“I need you more than you need me.”
“I want to kiss you and hold your hand any time I want.”
“I can’t stop thinking about you… I can’t.”
“The truth is… I love you.”
“You like me more than you like them, right? Right?”
“Be mine. Please.”
“I am who I am because of you.”
“It’s been a long day… let’s take a bath together.”
“Wait, don’t pull away - I want to hug you for awhile longer.”
“Ah- I adore your laugh.”
“Stop that, it tickles!”
“Ouch, I bit my lip… kiss it better?”
“I don’t want to get up… I’m so warm beside you.”
“You’re so intoxicating to me.”
“Your eyes are amazing… do you know that?”
“You’re just so wonderful.”
“S-Stop looking at me like that! You’re making me blush…”
“Are you tired? Rest in your head in my lap.”
“You, Me, Order In, Netflix… waddya say?”
“I want to be more than just friends with you.”
“Fuck it - do you wanna get married?”
“Your smile is beyond gorgeous… please, keep doing it.”
“Whenever we’re together, I feel at home.”
“Will you say you love me? Pleeease?”
“Wait, don’t go! Can’t you stay the night?”
“Wow - you look… amazing.”
“*Puts hands over eyes from behind* Guess whooo?”
“I’m not jealous! It’s just… you’re mine!”
“I want to go on a date! I demand it!”
“We just met, this is crazy, I’m referencing a song… but call me maybe?”
“What? No! I wasn’t staring… I-I was looking at something behind you!”
“Do you want some? Here, open your mouth… I’ll feed you some!”
“It’s been a long day… here, let me give you a massage.”
“Is it alright if I call you princess?”
“It’s not like I like you or anything! … Okay, well- maybe I do.”
“I think your perfect. Even with your flaws, you’re nothing but perfect.”
“That was barely even a kiss! Do it again - please?”
“What? No. I wasn’t aiming for your hand. I was reaching for the, uh- popcorn.”
PIN MY MUSE
rpmemes-galore:
disillusionedhumanity:
Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE
Send “UGH” to pin my muse against the wall from FURY
Send “DONT” to pin my muse against the wall to prevent them from LEAVING
Send “AH” to pin my muse against the wall but letting a RANDOMIZER choose
Adds some tbh, I need more variety:
Send “OOF” to pin my muse against the wall by ACCIDENT
Send “HA” to pin my muse against the wall as a JOKE
Send “NO” to pin my muse against the wall to PROTECT THEM
Send “LISTEN” to hug my muse against the wall to let them know they LOVE THEM
pls reblog if you’re an active rp account
my feed is dead. let’s find mutuals to rp with!
"Hey Beka?" Yuri rolled over onto his side on the couch to look at Otabek sitting on the chair near him. He had a look on his face that said he was going to ask for something. (Goldenyura cause I'm bored)
@goldenyura
Otabek had been lost in his thoughts - not about anything in particular really, just disjointed musings from skate music to future travels. Yuri’s voice caught him off guard. He looked at him, blinking. “Hm? What?”
He made a face that was half way between embarrassed and maybe even flustered at the comments from the naked man standing in his bathroom. It made him feel giddy and weird when Otabek said things like that. Not even in a sexual way, like his heart fluttered and shit. He was starting to think there was really more to what he was feeling then just friendship with obvious sexual attraction. But he shook his head at the idea. “Yeah, whatever you say Beka.” he turned his head to not look at him, a clear blush on his pale cheeks.
Otabek slid into the water finally, dropping the bath bomb right in. It felt nice, really nice and immediately he was glad he had chosen to bathe before bed. It wad going to comfort him nicely the rest of the night.
“You know I don’t make stuff up,” he said as he rested back in the tub with a little satisfied moan. “Ah, this is fantastic..”
It only made him blush more to remember that. He sighed though and kept going on like normal. He moved behind the head of the tub, dropping to his knees and placing his hands on his shoulders, giving them a squeeze like he was going to massage them. “Baths are amazing when you’re tired.”
"Hey Beka?" Yuri rolled over onto his side on the couch to look at Otabek sitting on the chair near him. He had a look on his face that said he was going to ask for something. (Goldenyura cause I'm bored)
@goldenyura
Otabek had been lost in his thoughts - not about anything in particular really, just disjointed musings from skate music to future travels. Yuri’s voice caught him off guard. He looked at him, blinking. “Hm? What?”
He made a face that was half way between embarrassed and maybe even flustered at the comments from the naked man standing in his bathroom. It made him feel giddy and weird when Otabek said things like that. Not even in a sexual way, like his heart fluttered and shit. He was starting to think there was really more to what he was feeling then just friendship with obvious sexual attraction. But he shook his head at the idea. “Yeah, whatever you say Beka.” he turned his head to not look at him, a clear blush on his pale cheeks.
"Hey Beka?" Yuri rolled over onto his side on the couch to look at Otabek sitting on the chair near him. He had a look on his face that said he was going to ask for something. (Goldenyura cause I'm bored)
@goldenyura
Otabek had been lost in his thoughts - not about anything in particular really, just disjointed musings from skate music to future travels. Yuri’s voice caught him off guard. He looked at him, blinking. “Hm? What?”
His eyes softened when Otabek said the real reason for saying no to the club, he totally understood. “Mm, yeah probably not a good idea to do anything like that if you’re this tired and dizzy. But that’s okay, I’m sure I can keep you entertained here.” he laughed softly, following him into the bathroom, again it wasn’t like he’d never seen him naked before.
“You want anything to add to the water? Some epsom salts to help with sore muscles or anything?” his stash of bath products weren’t just to keep his skin soft, after all. He was an athlete too, and aches and pains were VERY common.
“Hmm.” He set the clothes aside and turned on the water, testing it before plugging the drain. “What do you have for bath bombs? I know you keep those.” One time he came across one, thinking it was just soap. A few minutes later he was huddled in one end of the tub very concerned as the thing started fizzing and producing sparkly pinks and purples. When he realized it wasn’t going to explode, he loved it. He pulled off his shirt and pants quickly, eager to get in the water even if it wasn’t full for another few minutes yet.
“Oh you really want to use one?” he was a little surprised at that, but he wasn’t complaining. “I’ve got lots. I’ve got lavender scented if you want that? Or cherry blossom?” he was entertained at the idea of glitter all over the Kazakh’s tan skin. Especially a pink or purple like was in a lot of the bath goodies. “Maybe something cinnamon?” that was relaxing, but a little more earthy and.. manly.. plus any glitter was gold, which would look much better on Otabek’s skin if it lasted.
It was almost cute to see how eager the other was for something as simple as a bath, and how unashamed he was in front of Yuri. Comfortable. “You know, I still think you have the best ass of any of us skaters.” he grinned a little, giving the other’s tan behind a teasing slap as he walked to the cabinet where he kept the bath bombs.
He nodded enthusiastically. “Yea! I think that sounds nice and relaxing, which is what I need.” He was thinking as Yuri made his comment about his ass and gave him a slap, which made him laugh. Indeed there was no fucking shame at all. Often he felt like he’d always known Yuri. “I am pretty damn proud of my ass. It’s good to know it has fans though,” he said, bending over to check the water. …And to just really show Yuri his butt. “Cherry blossom. Glitter me up, Yuri.”
He couldn’t help the giggle that came out of his mouth. It was so terribly UN-masculine, but he didn’t care. “Oh it has more then a few. But does anyone else really matter?” he couldn’t help but look of course as Otabek was pretty much showing off at this point. “Your skating has gotten even more elegant over the last few years, but yet you seem to just get more and more muscular. Its not fair.” he whined a little. His own muscles were lacking, except maybe his thighs.
“Its not fair that you can be beautiful AND sexy at the same time. Completely unfair.” he pouted as he handed him the round ball of baking soda and oils, glitter already coming off it. It wasn’t even that they had or hadn’t known each other for any length of time, it was just... them... even if they hadn’t known each other longer then a few years now in this life, they had known each other in many many more past.
