~Manga Madness~ Shizuo Heiwajima X Reader
Warning: Contains mild language, and an implied sexual situation
Ikebukuro. A city plagued by gangs, violence, and flying vending machines. Here, almost anything was possible. You learned that the hard way when you first moved to this city.
You were young when your parents divorced. Because of conflicting job offers and custody issues, your father and older brother moved to Japan while you stayed in America with your mother. When you got older, your brother suggested that you move to Japan and into his new apartment with him.
It didn't take much to convince you before you were off to the city of Ikebukuro.
Of course, you weren't expecting your new arrival to be welcomed by a nearly fatal encounter with an uprooted stop sign flying through the air in your direction. To make matters worse, a young man with black hair tried using you as a human shield while a blonde haired man wearing a bartender outfit charged after him while yelling, "IZAYAAAA!!"
After that little fiasco, your
Happy High School Reunion Izaya x Reader x ShizuoYou nervously smooth out your skirt as you check your face and hair in the mirror. Izaya and Shizuo invited you to their high school reunion at Raira so you’re busy getting ready and making sure you look presentable.
“I’m so nervous, what if they don’t like what I’m wearing? What if I make a fool of myself and embarrass them?” You nervously tug at your white dress shirt collar and stare at yourself in the mirror, frowning and making wrinkles in your forehead. You jump when you hear the doorbell ring and bump your head into the mirror, wincing from the pain.
You hurriedly apply some lip gloss before walking down the stairs. Opening the door, you blush at the sight of Shizuo and Izaya dressed in black tuxedos, Shizuo’s shirt unbuttoned at the top and Izaya wearing a silky black tie around his neck.
“Hey [name] are you ready to get going?” You nod timidly and Shizuo smiles at you, extending his hand out for you. You take his hand and c
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
Strangers (Izaya x Reader x Shizuo)"How disgusting." Izaya spoke watching Shizuo and an unfamiliar face enjoy each others company. He smiled before turning the other way heading back to his home.
It didn't take him long to figure out who the mysterious stranger was that would hang around Shizuo. He simply was taking a nice little stroll on the streets of Ikebukuro. He heard Shizuo call out the stranger's name as he walked over to her. Izaya watched as the two ahead of him continued into Russia Sushi.
"(f/n) (l/n)..." The name seemed to sound fitting. As he smiled and turned back and headed home.
"I like that name." He smiled to himself saying the name again as he hummed happily opening the door and stepping in.
"Oh Naime," He called out. "I'm home." He watch his secretary look up from her computer screen. Her stoic face never changed as she continued to go back to the screen and work.
"No welcome back Izaya? How was your walk?" He asked imitating a female voice. She glared at the screen before sighing.
"Welcome back Mr.
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!"
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
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