#lunadubium

[phantomthiievery-a]

⚠ + Yuuki Mishima~!

BAD MUSE PRESENTATIONS || STILL ACCEPTING.

my precious baby ( FULL RESOLUTION )

[jokerusu]

1B Mishima [ if it's ok- ]

when u get that love and recognition u deserve

[my-pencil-case-blog]

lunadubium replied to your post: “I want to have a sleepover. And invite… my one...

“A ghost at a sleep over-”

“He’s the only friend I’ve got besides Mara. I mean you.”

[softakira-blog]

@lunadubium

He immediately sees Mishima and just rolls over onto his side.

His belly is exposed for the world to see, tail wagging like mad.

“Mishima! Pet me, feel how soft I am!”

[kannoshida]

lunadubium replied to your post: (( Gotta love how people forget that Kamoshid.a is...

[ Literally the guy smashed Mishima in the face with a volleyball and played it off. This guy is no joke. u vu ]

he also smashed Ryuji in the leg and ruined him.

if kamo asks you to let him smash, say no

[p5rpappreciation]

Here's a shout out to my-pencil-case cause they are an amazing minor character who is pretty much expanding into his own thing. The muse has so much personality and is so fun to interact with that he's a joy to see on my dash. Whether interacting with me or someone else I just love them, and the mun also happens to be my best friend too. The fact the muse have a thing for each other is so cute, love our soft boys Rai~! ;3 - @lunadubium

@my-pencil-case

[coffcedad-blog]

lunadubium replied to your post: “…What’s a bodypillow.”

Something to hug and night to forget you’re lonely. :’)

“That’s unfortunate. I called those ‘my lovers’ in the past.”

[corruptedpersona]

@lunadubium started following you!

You can call him beastly, devil, or any name you want.

It is in the nature of a beast to be a beast. It's fun too. He loved the thrill of the kill. He loved to chase his prey, only to snuff it out. It was his nature. It is the first nature any beast gets - survive, hunt, kill. There is joy in power, in dominating, in making others subservient to his will. Who didn’t want that? A beast is just another of nature's fine animals. Morals are for the weak, those not strong enough to seize power for themselves. They await for a Godly force to save them, or inspire them to a bloodless victory. But little did they know their next God was sitting in that very classroom. Him.

He eyed his next prey from his peripheral vision. Sure enough this particular prey was on his phone during class while the teacher was speaking. Akira never saw him without that phone of his. Little did Mishima know, Akira didn’t need him anymore. His targets were given to him by someone else. Someone who had more knowledge about the people here in Tokyo. Killing Mishima would be the for the best. He knew he was a Phantom Thief and he was no longer useful to Akira. Why keep him around?

But he still kept him around for some reason.

Perhaps it was because Mishima was so easy to break. And something about that made Akira go wild. He wanted to make Mishima his loyal pet. Little did he know Akira was obsessed with him. He had so many plans for his little moon. He turned his head and watched him type furiously on his phone, his eyes dilating.

He waited for the bell to ring, tapping his finger against the desk. It wasn’t often he felt this impatient, but he wanted his pet. He bit his lip, digging his teeth deep within the skin. He could taste the blood in his moist mouth. He could feel his pants tightening around his groin.

Mishima, you’re going to be mine.

After several minutes the bell finally rang. Students left their seats and went to lunch, leaving him and Mishima in the classroom alone. He stood up and walked over to his seat, 

“How’s it going?”

You’re going to be mine very soon.