#bluemoonmikado

[foolishgangleader-blog]

*tackles Masaomi with enthusiasm* "Welcome back~~"

Laughs a bit, patting his friend on the head, “Now now, don’t act like you missed me thaaatttt much~~”

[deliciousjealousdreamer-blog]

If you didn’t want me, why did you beg?

@bluemoonmikado

"Now you look like you might just faint!" Delic said. "Come here, baby, Delic's got you."

Faster than most and just as strong but with more control than that other blonde monster, Delic wrapped the boy in a tight hug. "It'll be OK, why don't you just tell me all about it, kitten?"

Delic let the boy go, took and step back and leaned forward to put his face at the same height as the handsome young stranger's. "Want me to kiss it better?"

[diffxrentwxrlds]

@bluemoonmikado

{{ L }} “Oh, because I could? What can I say, could hep but cup a feel, you have a cute ass after all.” 

Lumi hummed.

[aobasharkbites]

@bluemoonmikado 

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“What a silly question to ask?” The boy thoughtfully released his senpai from his excited grip and took a small step back giving a very childish salute. “Where would I be without my senpai?”

Aoba smiled giving a small wink.

[perspextivexx]

His Girl

@bluemoonmikado Ask: http://bluemoonmikado.tumblr.com/post/161023698284/kim-im-dying-to-see-how-this-combination Kim had finished another explanation of her last mission when suddenly he pushed her against the wall. It had felt so much easier, to be herself once she told him what she was. The disappearances in the middle of the day made sense. But.. She had ignored how increasingly possessive Mikado had become over time with each story of how her and the other demigods, yes some male, would beat the monster and then get a donut or sushi. Spending time with others, with other males, was apparently a big no-no. "M-Mikado stop!" It hurt, her back forced against the wall, his mouth biting at her neck, they would leave marks of course. She could heal them over, but not until she knew she was safe. Her face was red as well with a little bit of fear in her eyes as he pinned her wrists above her head. She had to use magic. No, she couldn't. She could hurt him. Kim didn't want to hurt him. She closed her eyes, trying to ignore the heat growing on her cheeks and how her breathing grew heavier. "I-I am.. I'm already yours.. I'm your girlfriend... remember...?"

[abandonedrage-blog]

German Chocolate

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Shizuo eagerly took the piece of chocolate. Mikado looked away for only a moment, but when he looked back the chocolate was gone. Not a bite, not a few bites, the entire half of a bar.

“It was... pretty good.” Shizuo said, and then swallowed.

Licking his lips, he gave Mikado a small smile. “We should get some more sometime.”

“I didn’t know you were a fan of fancy chocolate.”

[preciousyellowidiot-blog]

@bluemoonmikado STARTER CALL

“N-nuhuh, huh... M-Mikado...” Masaomi shakes his head, before covering his mouth with his hand. “I-I’m sorry, I’m...”

He slightly gritted his teeth. Somehow, he felt like something heavy was in his stomach.

“I’m... not feeling like making out right now...”

It was probably the first time he rejected a kiss from his best friend so directly. Normally, any kind of affection Mikado wanted, he gave it, even if they were fighting, he’d after their lips touched... and he felt bad. But, like he said, somehow, he couldn’t.

[monster-with-a-stopsign-blog]

Borrowing Clothes

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Shizuo unconsciously nuzzled his cheek into the soft fabric of the hoodie. It was perfectly worn in, giving off that nice warm and comforting feel. Like it had the aura of personality. He couldn’t help but smile at their difference in size though-- then again, he’d never gone out of his way to wear another man’s clothes before. Heat flooded to his cheeks.

❝ Well, uh.. ❞ Shizuo considered the offer of breakfast, when suddenly his stomach lurched at him. He rubbed the back of his head. First Mikado’s clothes, now his food. Shizuo would have to make it up to him somehow. ❝ Breakfast would be great, actually. What’ve ya got? ❞

Like a lost puppy, Shizuo followed his nose past Mikado and into the kitchen, sussing out what food he may have. Not that he was about to rummage through his kitchen. No, instead he took his place at the dining table, pulling a cigarette from the pack in his pants’ pocket and sticking it between his teeth. He frowned as he tried to recall the events from last night. How he got here was a very interesting question, one of which the answer was still a little fuzzy in his half asleep state.

❝ I was out on a job with Tom last night, some real messed up dude, then we ran into trouble with Izaya-- Oh, do you mind? ❞ he gestured to the cigarette in his mouth, pulling out a lighter.  ❝ Uhh... Then I got in a cab, I think? I don’t even remember coming here, though. Sorry for imposing. ❞