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x the time has come, my lovelies. we have reached 950. i was debating whether to do this at 1000 or 950 but i wanted to make one sooner. sO i just wanted to say a quick thank you. next month will be the year anniversary of me having this blog. i had left for a really long time, and came back and i am so so glad i did! i hold a lot of memories in this fandom, good and bad, and it literally has become a home for me. i’m like one of the dangan ronpa rp community seniors. tHAt being said, a lot of people have come and go and im so so happy for both the new people coming and the people who are still here to this day!! thank you so much for following me and sticking here for this crazy ride that is leon kuwata’s life. i really do appreciate every single last one of you. now enough of that! time to get to the good stuff
✘ the baes people who have put up with me the most ✘
relentlesslyhopeful ; yunie yunie yunie ! i have been rping with yunie since the very beginning of this blog, so clearly, she has put up with me the longest. naegi and leon started off with this COMPLETELY PLATONIC friendship and gradually turned into huge gays. i literally adore this whole love triangle thing we’ve got going on and i absolutely adore plotting and headcanon jamming with her. im still extremely intimidated of her writing tho but seriously. a+
technicus ; cHAS MY BAE. in the short amount of time ive gotten to know chas shes literally been an absolute joy uwu to think i was so horrified bc most soudas dont ship bgr and having her reply to something got me so spooked like woAH but look where we are now. our gay babies and their not-boyfness is what i run on. shes extremely important to me and always will be and bless her for putting up with me taking ten years on threads.
malevolentias ; i aDORE. ADORE ADORE ADORE this blog with a burning passion ok and i did ever since i found them on my mizuki. if you want to talk about fucking lOVELY sasuke’s, let’s talk about this blog right here. leon constantly annoys the hell out of sasuke on kik and i honestly adore the little kik rps we have, and theyre such baes. if i believed in the whole senpai ordeal, u would definitely have that title
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;;❤ — arms would stretch above his head, a small noise of contentment escaping him as he felt his bones crack - and nerves stretch out. it felt like forever since he was last in this city.
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Oh what am I going to say about you. You’re my Kida. You are a wonderful Kida and you always self doubt like I do with my writing but you are fucking wonderful. To top it off the mun is just a great person and really funny actually, I feel like I could talk to him about anything and did I mention he has a really cute voice yet because I swear he does. Also my Izaya fell for your Masaomi really hard and I need to reply to our thread soon.
You there… Freeze! You’re under arrest for being so nice and cute. Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful ❤ (ノ´ヮ´)ノ*:・゚✧
izaya im gonna kick ur butt
{♠} A low groan started to escape the raven’s lips after he felt sharp canines pierce his delicate skin. It was enough to cause a reaction in him that brought chills down his spine — Izaya knew he was going to want this and crave it. His hands snaked up his back and up to his shoulder blades along with his shirt and in mere seconds he made sure to take a step back from the platinum haired boy, pulling both his hoodie and tight shirt off of him. Kida’s physique was quite impressive for someone of his age and he had an athletic body with a hint of abs on his lower body. The informant’s attention started to focus onto the male’s lower body but he quickly snapped himself back into reality — And despite not wanting to admit to himself this he was finding himself very attracted to the younger male. It was disgusting how he was getting aroused over just seeing him shirtless, but this didn’t stop him from leaning into the crook of his neck. Hot breathes started to hit on his supple flesh and then he returned the exact favor of biting into him. He made sure to cover him in marks and drag his tongue over the open wounds.
" You’ll do absolutely anything for this information and I am holding you responsible for that. " A cocky grin formed on his slightly flushed face. Masaomi had a strange effect on the raven haired informant — Despite the hatred between them he lusted over him and having him in such a position was almost surreal. Without a doubt Saki being out of the picture made things much easier. After he had his fun with the fair haired teenager he might actually give him a chance for redemption, and if he proved trustworthy enough to be with.
;;❤ — A feeling of self satisfaction dawned in his mind. In that moment, he thought - " You don't mess with Masaomi Kida! " That sense of pride slowly washed away when he felt his shirt and sweatshirt be removed from his skin. Though - he had been working to get himself back into shape, he didn't think it was all that much of an improvement. His hand twitched at the thought of him getting his way. He really was serious of taking away his virginity, wasn't he? Well, Masaomi wasn't about to sit back and allow this. He was going to fight back. He wasn't going to let Izaya over power him. No-- if he wants him, he'll have to fight to be on top.
How his blood pumped at this. He really was going to do this. At every bite, every time he felt his tongue up against his slightly punctured neck -- he'd shudder, and he'd curse at himself for even getting slightly aroused by these actions. His hands moved into fists, his nails digging into his own palms - he had to think of something else. He shifted his body, since his knees felt a little weak. Izaya had him wrapped around his finger, and the fake-blond hated that. He bit down on his lower lip, trying to keep any noise of sexual pleasure from passing by his pale lips. After the urge had moved on, he took in a deep breath - finally replying to the informants words in an airy tone.
❝ Yes, anything. ❞
He got himself into this mess. He wasn't going to get out of it any time soon, either. He had to accept his fate, and become the pawn the other thought he was. If he was to save Anris' and Mikados' futures. He had to do this. Sacrifice his pride, for the information that could help him become a better leader, a better friend, someone that could potentially save and protect the ones he held so dear to him. He'd give up his dumb sense of " pride " and give in to every demand the informant had in store for him. In that moment, he realized how much of a doll he really was. But, all this will be worth it, all of it will pay off... it was a one time thing, right?
█▓▒ ⌠ ♔ ⌡ ↠ A pallid hand raises to jab the other’s face with his finger, brows furrowed as he gazed over at Kida’s face, jutting out his lower lip in thought as he gave him another hard poke " hello? anyone home? " Seriously— he’d been staring off into space for a few minutes now!
;;❤ — Daydreaming wasn't exactly a passtime of his - but at times.. he did get lost in his own thoughts. It took him a moment to wrap himself back into reality, blinking at his dear childhood friend. A hand nervously rose to scratch at his head, his dark auburn hues moving up to meet the sea optics. There's too much on his mind.. and although his depression hasn't been as bad with Mikado around; sometimes.. it came back to bite him in the ass.
❝ Oh, sorry. ❞
{♠} His plan was going perfectly and at this rate he would be having his way with the platinum haired male. What he had in store for him was by far more than Masaomi could handle in many ways. Pushing people’s boundaries was the informants specialty and this teenager was proving worth the time. It was interesting seeing how someone that put up such a cute facade of anger was trying to put up an adequate fight. He was in such a powerless position and was starting to beg, his mind was beginning to crack and soon enough Izaya would have everything he wanted and more. Noticing how he started to undress the smirk on his lips continued to grow. Despite the only thing being revealed was his albino flesh it was still a surprise to see him doing such a thing. Taking advantage of the situation he started to stride over right besides him while he was still off guard. ” I don’t think this is twisted at all, and this isn’t a game. “ That was insanely stupid because this wasn’t a game. If anything it was a last ditch effort to take control of what originally his property. Masaomi was always the informant’s and even though he hated to admit it he cared for the teenager in some level that was beyond friendship. One could mistake it for love, or even hate. He pitied him but yet adored him in so many ways. Wrapping his arms firmly around the male’s neck he pulled him suddenly forward with a jolt of force. Pinning him on his broad chest he brushed his fingers on his lower back, guiding himself along the delicate fabric and gripping the jacket to pull it upwards, resting his palm on the other’s skin.
;;❤ — Lacking understanding of the current situation, he merely moved himself slightly away from the other. He didn't like that look - mostly because he knew that look. He was thinking of something, something Kida wasn't sure he wanted to know about. He stared at him with irritated hues, his mouth forming a straight line. He tried conveying little emotions. He knew that he would manipulate his every move if he did. He was cautious, and he watched every movement the other made, every time he moved his eyes. He felt like Izaya was treating him like a pawn, a possession - and he wouldn't doubt it for a second. Another reason why he had a strong detest towards the raven.
The minute his greasy informant hands touched him, it sent a wave of disgust through his body. But, he gave into the touches. He'd be contradicting himself if he'd pull away, and his pride was also hanging in the balance. His head moved up as his long fingers, taking in a shaky breath. He froze as he felt the digits against his own skin, resisting the urge to push the elder away. He felt like he knew what he wanted from him, and Masaomi wasn't sure if he wanted this. To give Izaya his virginity made him want to throw up from pure disgust. But -- did he have much of a choice, did he? Izaya had the power to make him, or break him.
This was getting bad. This was getting really bad. His chin was on the others shoulder, taking this opportunity to get back at him. He turned his head towards the others exposed skin, and dug his teeth into it rather harshly and with force. Though he resisted his violent urges until know, he didn't care if Izaya ended up decking him in the gut or something.