(hiatus) - 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐬.

Masaomi Kida /紀田正臣/    —field agent. 1. street-smart; melodramatic 2. a best friend & lover 3. a cowardly gang leader [ a durarara!! roleplay blog ]

[sireai]

[kidamasaomi]

psa:

my url is not, will not, and won’t ever be up for trade so please stop asking me for it lmao.

[dragon-strikc-blog]

Oh yeah I’m a reaper man.                               (  every good thing, I kill it good ).

[kidamasaomi]

i would kill a man for your url what can i do to obtain it

fight me for it !!!!

[kidamasaomi]

     Masaomi would kill for some rain; dry summer heat is the worst!

[hopesque-blog]

           “Is something wrong, Masaomi?”

[kidamasaomi]

“Don’t tell me -- it doesn’t bother you? The heat? I swear one day the air is like a blanket, and the next it’s like this! Do you think I’ve been cursed?”

     It wouldn’t be so bad if there were clouds for coverage, or some kind of breeze, but today was full-on, blaring, hot sun. There wasn’t a single cloud in sight!

[kidamasaomi]

     Masaomi would kill for some rain; dry summer heat is the worst!

[kidamasaomi]

ayyy i’m writing starters on akuronuma here p quick, and i’ve been wanting to get this blog back up and running so. like for a starter and i’ll do my best to get them done when i’m done on aoba, or tomorrow when i wake up *v *

[psych-facts]

One of the hardest decisions you’ll ever face in life is choosing whether to walk away or try harder.

(via adorkablelena)

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Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

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[kidamasaomi]

6:14 to 6:49am

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David Levithan, “Your Temporary Santa”

[kidamasaomi]

> rolls in & attempts to be active

[dxnce-cxrmen]

“I wonder if you could say he’s scary…but…I did quite a few things while I was still in junior high…so I met that person once, and then I got scared of him. Well how to put it…his scariness is on a different level from those hooligans. It’s more of ‘unstable’. Or rather, unpredictable. It’s like every five seconds his way of thinking changes drastically. I don’t think you could say his scariness is dangerous, per se, it’s more like…’nauseating’. A kind of feeling that slowly oozes into your consciousness.“

Masaomi about Izaya. (via switchblades-and-stolenheads)

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Ernest Hemingway, The Garden of Eden

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Anne Rice, Blood and Gold

[godlikeschemer]

What a liar. “I could see you liked it though,” he commented.

Kissing Masaomi was starting to be a regular occurrence and Izaya was happy for that. Maybe the blond would get used to it soon. And crave it. That would be so sweet.

He could also feel that Masaomi was not so tense around him any more. Another things accomplished. And it was good because Izaya wanted Masaomi to feel more relaxed around him.That was surely quite hard after everything that had happened, but Izaya believed that it could be done with time and patience.

“When we catch the dog, I am stealing an even better kiss.”

[kidamasaomi]

     -- And liking it would ultimately be Masaomi’s downfall.

     The blond curses his heart under his breath as he turns to carefully eye the informant. ‘Relaxed’ wasn’t a word he would use to describe how he felt around Izaya, but neither was ‘guarded’, or ‘tense’ -- and that’s what irked him  the most. Even as he stands there with Izaya -- the very man who tore him apart, promising Masaomi a ‘better kiss’ after they capture their target, he’s calm and reserved. Compliant -- almost. “And then what?” he breathes out -- voice barely over a whisper.

     Masaomi refuses to acknowledge the way his heart flutters at the idea of sharing another touch -- be it a kiss, or a brush of the hand; he mistakes the missed beats for fear, and happily points fingers at Izaya for ‘conditioning’ him. Because that’s just what Izaya does to him, right?

     It’s easier than admitting he likes the attention -- the affection; the idea that maybe what’s going on between them is genuine -- because it’s wrong and disgusting and it makes his stomach hurt ( or ... it should --), but he can’t help but imagine a scenario where it is real -- and it makes him burn a light red.

“When’s this joke going to stop --? It - it’s been months.” Stammering, Masaomi does his damned best to steadily meet Izaya’s gaze despite the pain burrowing into his chest. Some masochistic part of him hopes it isn’t a game-- and he’s kicking himself for it. “Aren’t you tired of it?”

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Thomas Hardy, Tess of the D’Urbervilles