☆ all star. ☆

a gifted genius when it comes to baseball, but has even bigger dreams of becoming a rockstar. leon kuwata ☆ shsl baseball all star | affiliated w/ isola | | townhouse 207 |

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rauubtier‌:

Popcorn squirms, and then immediately throws up a fuss when Wolf attempts to put her down. Grumbling, she adjusts the oversized dog in her arms, mumbling to it until the pup calms herself down. “Silly girl, you just can’t act right in front of strangers, can you?” Apparently not, as Popcorn attempts to slobber on Wolf for her trouble. 

Back to the person she tried to talk to. Peering over the dog, Wolf offers a small nod. 

“It works.” Her approval is offered carefully and quietly, arms shifting again as the dog makes herself a nuisance. “How do you get the bleach to work? I, frequently have trouble.” 

☆ . he nonchalantly reaches out a hand, lifting it to the dog’s snout to let her sniff it. it’s like saying ‘nice to meet you’ to a dog, isn’t it? a human to dog contract. seeing all these pets around almost makes him want to have one.

“is yer hair naturally really dark? cuz it’s really just a matter of what developer and type of lightener ya’ use. ‘m naturally dirty blonde, so, it ain’t hard for me to dye my hair. if yer hair is dark, it can take a few processes.” 

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demonmcngu‌:

“….We should really work on that with you.”

☆ . “do ya’ think companies will be interested in my extensive skill set of absolutely nothin’?”

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demonmcngu replied to your post: Mangu poked the other with his foot. "You still...

“This stuff happens when you got a job ya know.”

☆ . “yer right, i wouldn’t know.”

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Mangu poked the other with his foot. "You still kicking in there, huh?"

☆ . “mostly. as far as i know. i should be sayin’ the same to you for disappearin’ for so long!”

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“Nice hair.” She’s probably an odd sight, carrying a seventy pound dog in her arms like a baby as she goes down the street. It’s not her fault that Popcorn decided she was done with their walk, but it’s probably her fault for agreeing to pick up the dog in the first place. 

But, her focus is on the absolute sheer red that the other is sporting, and the near similarity it has to her own bleach blonde hair.

“Do you dye it yourself?”

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☆ . there’s stranger things to be seen around this city, so he’s not too floored by the sight of a woman carrying a dog like a child. actually, it’s quite a warm sight to see after the immense amount of bullshit that happens around here. 

“ah, thanks! i do, actually, heh. can’t trust anyone else to get the color and style i want, ya’ know?” 

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my theme is being weird and not letting me save it, giving me some warning about links or SOMETHING so please pardon the state of my blog!

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swordedaffair‌:

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☆ . he would’ve been more than fine continuing his own little hooplah down here on the floor, spewing dirty nonsense just for the sake of it-- that is, until he heard the other’s voice speak up. his hand temporarily stopped all motion as he curiously peeked up to the top of the bed, wondering what was distressing the redhead now. even half the name was enough to let leon know that his playmate was back. considering he’s gotten... fairly intimate with them both, it almost makes it a little more fun. the best of both worlds, am i right? 

curiosity leaves his eyes fixated on the other’s movements, watching eagerly as his body is caressed and touched in a way that he’s nearly envious of. well, he could join, couldn’t he? what’s the most surprising here is that somehow, the boy is still rock hard, even after shooting a load down his throat. could he cum again so quick? impressive. leon likes the thought of that. but, he can only watch for so long before he starts to feel left out, wanting to be included in this torment just as much. 

“ah, fuck this.” if sho can have his shirt open, leon can have his off. it’s pulled over his head with haste and discarded elsewhere before he crawls onto the bed, now towering over the boy’s larger frame. he took a moment simply to soak in the expression on his face, the angle in which he can do so and all. he’s... stupidly beautiful, and he’s mad about it. those eyes are just begging for release once more, and the all star is more than happy to assist. 

despite the fact he was just balls deep in his throat, there was something significantly more intimate being within this position-- being so close. he can’t help but to gawk a little at the body that’s before him. he always thought the scars that riddled his body were beautiful in some strange way, and now they’re just... there. in front of him. a kiss is pressed to the bridge of his nose first, where the scars on his face meet, before trailing down to his chest. all of this is done completely mindlessly, not even fully aware that he’s really doing something this careful. he’d trace each scar he could feel with his lips, letting his tongue poke out for a few, but also steering clear of the hand that was working on the one side of his chest. sliding his body down just a pinch, nearly removing himself from the bed once more, he placed a few lingering kisses to his stomach prior to stopping right above his belly button. “ya’ know, i think yer body is really gorgeous. kinda thought ‘bout touchin’ it like this for awhile.” god, this is a lot more corny than need be. eyes glance up to seek his face before asking properly, “what do ya’ want me to do, sho?” he could suck his dick again, but that’d be boring. let’s see if there’s any input.

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FUCK U IT’S LEON DAY!!!!

OKAY NOT REALLY ANYMORE BUT STILL!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU FUNKY LITTLE LAD!!!

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gentomologist‌:

   “Hm?” He wasn’t expecting a question like that, so he doesn’t have an answer prepared. This is also maybe… something he’s never considered in his life.

His face turns thoughtful. 

“I don’t know… Will that stop you from liking it? Gonta didn’t think anything like that when he got it! I-it seems fine, right…?”

☆ . of course, like the big baby he is, he turns his head away to attempt to hide his shame, “n... no. i still like it...” even if it’s not punk rock, or mature, and even if it’s ‘girly,’ he would die for this plush horse. 

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☆ . “welp. that was it. that was my birthday. now it’s time to come to terms with the fact my youth is gone and i don’t even remember any of it. tubular.” 

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swimprize‌:

❝Oh ho, I see you haven’t shed the ungrateful teenager attitude at least!❞

❝Fine, tell me a gift you actually want and I’ll decide if you’ve earned it.❞ 

☆ . “oi! i just said i’d accept it! i coulda told ya’ to shove it up yer ass, but i didn’t! mostly cuz i like alcohol, but still! -- god, there ain’t really anythin’ i actually want. not that i can think of.” 

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swimprize‌:

❝Well no, you’ve evolved into an unreliable adult now.❞

❝You can be the guy all the relatable teens look up to instead. And seeing as you’re still not old enough to drink I’ll let you take a sip of mine, my gift to you.❞

         You’re so generous Natsuya.

☆ . “that sounds more like the old guy who tries to seem hip with the kids and everyone is so tired of. -- we’ve gone drinkin’ before. this is not special. but, ya’ know what? a gift is a gift, i’ll accept it.” 

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hey just a heads up that i did delete my rp twitter, and i dont intend on reactivating it. since i’m not comfortable giving out my main twitter, my ooc contact will now be discord! ill make sure to change it on my app and such in a bit. 

the easiest way to get in touch with me about plot related things would be to just IM me on here but! my discord is prince#0498 in case you prefer that, just make sure you tell me who you are when you add me!

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gentomologist‌:

   He’ll tuck the box under his arm for now, to be properly disposed of later.

“Mm… I guess it was very soon after we first met. But we were already friends by then…” Had he even said anything? He can’t quite remember, but he’s shaking his head as if that’ll chase the bad feelings off. It’s nothing to worry about now.

Instead, he’ll keep admiring Leon as he admires his gift. “If Gonta didn’t do this, then you’d have one less thing that makes you happy. So it’s really not any trouble.”

☆ . “i guess technically. i still wouldn’t really expect a gift from someone i met like two days prior.” 

fingers delicately brush against the detailing of the fire on it’s mane, a slight pout starting to form on his lips, “it’s not weird or, like.... childish for a grown ass man to have a plush, right?” ew, he didn’t like calling himself a grown man.

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erfinderin‌:

“hey, old-timer! happy birthday! gyahahaha! wait ‘till you see what i’ve been workin’ on for ya!”

☆ . “oh god, don’t call me old-- oh god. i wish i could feel excitement at this shit, but all i feel is cripplin’ fear.”

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gentomologist‌:

   It’s clear to see he doesn’t care that he didn’t have to do this. He’s still smiling up a storm, feeling himself overcome with happiness and relief over Leon’s reaction. Not that he expected the other to dislike it, but it’s good to know he’d chosen something he loves.

“You’re welcome!!”

Now he’s gonna start picking up the trash Leon dropped, gathering the paper to crumple it up and place it neatly inside the box. Very gentlemanly. “That is fittingly cute! Gonta saw the fire and figured it was a species you liked! And now Gonta’s made up for not doing anything for you last year.”

☆ . wow, he even got people cleaning up for him on his day of birth-- actually, he intended on leaving it on the ground regardless, but he had a feeling he’d probably get scolded for it. “ya’ only just met me last year, of course ya’ didn’t do anythin’ for me.” he looks into the plushie’s beady little eyes and smiles just a schmidge. “thank you, ya’ really didn’t have to get me anythin’.”