Implied!Izaya X Reader~ Criminal
Implied! Izaya X Reader~ Criminal
You smiled contently while flipping the pages of a large sketch book. Giggling at some of the responses, you turned to another page.
"'Cellphone', eh?" The word was sprawled out in this hideous looking handwriting that was hardly legible. You looked up from page to the eyes-- well helmet-- of a black-suited motorcycle rider. The only factor about her gender was how tightly the black leather she wore held tightly around her skin.
"What are you looking for?" You asked, shoving the sketch pad and black marker in her face. The stranger nervously took the marker out of my hand and wrote a phrase on the pad. She then walked away, pushing her motorcycle with her.
You blinked at her utterly perfect handwriting that was on the pad, "'My head'?"
Glancing at the women's receding form, you sighed deeply. "Society these days; everyone's so depressing."
"[Y/N]-chan! Long time, no see!"
WordsIzaya hadn’t been in Ikebukuro since that day.
Shizuo had said the words Izaya never wanted to hear.
I love you…
Izaya had told himself that it wasn’t what he wanted, from anyone. He couldn’t let himself be as weak as his humans. They were the only ones he loved, because he knew that they could never really love him back. But once again fate had to throw him a curveball.
Technically not a human, or so Izaya believed.
To Izaya, Shizuo was not human. He was a monster. Something that didn’t deserve to be on the same level as his beloved humans. He was an unpredictable mess. Always ruining his plans and getting in the way of everything. How could someone so different, fit in with people that were so normal?
So why did his words affect Izaya so much? Why is it that when Shizuo whispered those words in such a gentle manner, they made Izaya feel a pain in his chest. Something indescribable. Something he feared would
The Window (Shizaya)It had started as another peaceful day in Ikebukuro. Or so Shizuo thought. In fact, he thought that it had been quite peaceful in Ikebukuro for quite some time now. The reason being? Izaya had yet to show his face. It’s been a long time since he’s pranced his way over to the city that had something strange lurking in every corner.
Shizuo just didn’t give a f*%k.
Celty seemed to be off lately too. She still delivers things here and there, but she seems different. Shizuo can tell. And Shinra. Shinra was just like Izaya. He hasn’t been out and about anymore, not that he ever really was, but still. Every time Shizuo would go visit, Celty would only tell him that he’s out with another client. Guess he was just really busy.
Shizuo was too oblivious to notice anything too big or even care. He just kept going on his merry way, going wherever he pleased.
He stopped in his tracks to see that he had followers. Men about his age, rowdy and not
Izaya X Male!Reader insert: Mistake #1Now the thing with Izaya is that if you have even the slightest bit of a secret, and you want to keep it from getting out, don’t let him know. Better yet, destroy any chance that it seems you may have a secret. He loves to have people’s dirties in a box filed under your name, just to pull out whenever you slightly piss him off.
So I’m going to give you a list of things to never do, because if you do, you might end up like me or wose. So I’ll outline my mistakes, and how I could have avoided them. No seriously. It would have been so easy..
Mistake #1: Don’t think you’re safe. Ever.
Now, if I hadn’t have thought my own house was a safe place to talk to an online “friend”, and that Izaya couldn’t possibly get dirt on me, well maybe I wouldn’t be in this mess. I wouldn’t be sitting here on Izaya’s couch watching him on his computer, seething with rage at him for being smart enough to figure things o
I'm HereToday wasn’t a good day.
Not at all.
I love them. My humans.
But they don’t love me. They never will.
I know that. I have known that, since the very beginning, but I never wanted to believe it.
“How could you do this to me?! You’re sick!”
I hid myself behind that familiar smirk, “I know.”
“I’ll kill you! You don’t deserve to live! Everyone hates you! If I rid the world of you, no one will miss you at all!”
“Give me your best shot.”
He pulled out a gun. He’s not the first client to have ever done that. I could handle him, but I couldn’t focus.
Shots rang and echoed through the back alleys of Ikebukuro. Bullets flew past me but I barely managed to avoid them. One managed to graze me but I kept running. He ended up cornering me and for once in my life I was afraid that I was going to die.
With my back against the wall, he held the gun up to my hea
Shizuo X Dullahan!Reader~ Hiding in Plain Sight
Shizuo X Dullahan!Reader~ Hiding in Plain Sight
It was in the middle of the night, the stars and moon being the guide. It was always quiet at this time, but as a local, a certain high schooler knew better than to trust the silence.
His hair blended in with the darkness of the atmosphere, only lightly up when walking near a dull streetlamp. A bag was slung over his, appearing heavy.
In his school uniform, he strode past an alleyway, taking some time to glance in its direction. He found a group of three guys with yellow scarves tied tightly around their necks. The student assumed they just got kicked out of a nearby bar due to the empty beer bottles in there hands.
He managed to pass by without any trouble probably because of his small presence and the group being heavily intoxicated. The last thing the boy heard was a loud laugh that echoed down the alleyway, causing him to shiver.