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stephaniepriscillart · 10 months

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Trapnest 🩷🪽⛓️🪐

#illustration #artists on tumblr #girl #nana anime #retro anime #aesthetic #anime #fan art #trapnest

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berryberryrad · 2 months

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🍓💄💋🎱🎤🎼

#nana #nana komatsu #nana osaki #hachi #nana hachi #yasushi takagi #nobuo terashima #shinichi okazaki #blast #black stones #trapnest #ren honjo #takumi ichinose #reira serizawa #naoki fujieda

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twidara · 3 months

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''You know I didn't want to have to haunt you But what a ghostly scene''

#nana #ai yazawa #nana manga #takumi ichinose #ren honjo #naoki fujieda #layla serizawa #reira serizawa #trapnest

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roseillith · 2 years

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#a #nana #nana osaki #trapnest

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blondieeu · 4 months

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lust. megumi f.

“i can’t see you anymore..”

megumi’s pretty silver chain dangled in your face, it sparkled in the light. the chain was relatively small and there was a pendant on the bottom of it. it was your initial.

“but why?”

your eyebrows furrowed and you wrapped your arms around his neck, messing with the silver chain.

he dipped his face into your neck and pushed your legs apart, hot breath tickling your ears.

“there’s this band..”

you could feel your heart drop, taking in a slow deep breath while you reached over to your dresser beside the bed, grabbing a cigarette and lighting it.

it was a caballero cigarette, you could remember megumi offering it to you the first time you met, he didnt like the taste.

“Lust, y’know?— the band? the one with satoru and itadori in it? they want me to be their drums.. but they’re set in tokyo.”

megumi pushed his cock against you, prodding until he finally slipped himself inside. slowly but surely.

“can’t i come with you?..”

he didn’t reply. simply taking the cigarette from your parted lips and putting it out on the nightstand.

“said youd quit..”

he started off with a slow pace. his face still stuffed into your shoulder and his hands on your warm naked hips. they were littered with various tattoos, red and back, big and small, old and new.

“don’t want you to go ‘gumi..”

megumi kept his vow of silence, kissing your neck. the silver chain he always wore was cold on your skin.

“when are you—leaving?”

your voice started to get breathy, chest rising and falling quickly when he was set on a faster pase that you could barely keep up with.

megumi’s hand flew up to push your curly hair out of your face and rest on your cheek.

“tomorrow.”