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Last song: I’m a designated Not That Into Music guy but Mahou by Myuk? I think (Where TPN season 2 failed me, the music never did)

Favourite colour: This bright ass blue (or green? up to interpretation): #5cffc8. I don’t know the name of this color I just know the hex code I assign myself in all of my servers. Runner up is #ad90bb

Last movie/show: The Zookeepers Wife (with my mom) and uh, Dungeon Meshi. Last show I finished in full was Steins;Gate (feels so long ago). I think last book would be a more interesting question for me to answer here

Sweet/spicy/savoury: I like Boring. White rice and buttered pasta. Savory I guess, if I must

Relationship status: Blissfully single

Last thing I googled: Have to disappoint people in that I only look up practical things like “How long do navel oranges last” and “How long does bottled soda last in the fridge” and “How long do pickles last” (notice a theme here)

Current obsession: Homestuck (permanently ingrained in my brain, does it really count?), min-maxing in Fire Emblem Three Houses (I come in for Edelgard and stay to try to make broken builds), meta analysis of media that nobody asked for... I’m reluctant to put anything school related here but unfortunately schoolwork is always on the mind…

I’m annoying enough that I feel very little shame in tagging several of my dear friends and mutuals: @terraco-07 @fantasiallamarcia @kurisus @loppiopio (I know you don’t really post here. Consider this encouragement to post more) @euclidpaws @bblueraven14 @rosemaryyuri. Others are free to hop in and pretend I tagged them, I don’t mind

Just asking but do you have any particular thoughts/hcs on shinra x izaya (mine are mostly unrequited rip)

Btw you can also sprinkle in some shizaya and stuff, you know, if you want :)

For you?? I’d write about anything. ;)

I hope it’s okay that they are all unrequited and a little angsty though lol:

Shinra knows, and he has respect for all things that revolve around love so he doesn’t acknowledge it. Because of that, and because of Izaya’s refusal to admit it openly, Izaya’s got a lot of repressed resentment over the years. If they ever were to talk about it, Shinra would more than likely be incredibly kind. Overall though, Shinra’s kind of indifferent to whether Izaya ever wants to admit it or not.

The thing about Izaya is that he doesn’t want to have a crush on anybody. He doesn’t want to have feelings for people, he wants to be above it all. But Shinra’s one of those (very, very) few people that see Izaya for who he is and associate regardless, without an obligation to. Like, Shinra definitely uses Izaya the way everyone else in his life does, but it’s not because he has to or because Izaya’s holding something over his head. That’s a special kind of relationship that Izaya values a lot, and it makes it even harder to ignore.

Izaya is especially antagonistic to Shinra when there’s an audience but when it’s just the two of them, he grows solemn and much like his true self. He almost drops the barrier he’s put around himself, claiming that it’s actually that Shinra gets on his nerves and he can’t help but be irritated when he’s around. In reality though, Shinra’s one of the only people Izaya feels truly comfortable around. Because they’re the same.

In middle school he had dreams of sleeping on Shinra’s shoulder and even kissing him on the lips. He chalked it up to puberty and has perpetually ignored it ever since.

Shinra is touchy feely. He doesn’t necessarily hug Izaya every time he sees him or anything (God could you imagine? lol), but he doesn’t mind putting his arm around Izaya’s shoulders and giving him one of those aggressive side hug things that they do in anime sometimes. Izaya doesn’t care for that shit at all.

Izaya has a soft spot for Shinra, and as such he does things in such a way that (aside from occasionally inconveniencing Celty) his business doesn’t inhibit Shinra’s happiness. The one time he did actually plan to inhibit Shinra’s happiness, or do something that he thought might, it very obviously disturbed him (see: novel telephone pole scene).

And now for the Shizaya side of things lol:

Shizuo and Izaya are open about their past crushes. Izaya very begrudgingly admits all his feelings for Shinra to Shizuo and Shizuo is pretty understanding about it. Of course, there are other reasons why Izaya and Shinra’s relationship is complicated and even though all the prior things said about Shinra is true, Shinra very obviously doesn’t value Izaya as a friend and is very open about the reasons why they’re even friends to begin with. So, Shizuo has to find some way to juggle the line of wanting to strangle Shinra while also recognizing that Shinra and Izaya are both pretty equally at fault for their fucked up friendship.

Izaya hates double dates with Shinra and Celty for multiple reasons, but Shizuo enjoys getting to spend time with Celty and secretly hopes that she and Izaya will become close one day.

Any arguments involving Shinra or about Shinra are tense. Shizuo doesn’t like approaching them unless it’s absolutely necessary because deep down he knows that all those years of knowing that Shinra not only would reject him romantically but also just didn’t even really care about him platonically really fucked Izaya up. 

Any time Shizuo rags on Shinra is a great time for Izaya. He gets all giggly and clings to him like Shizuo’s his hero or something. (He is. ❤️)

i always wondered if they would’ve gotten along had they met earlier in their lives

probably not but who can stop me

anatomy of a city | shizuo x izaya fanfic   by lances

(or: izaya was only ever honest about hating him; shizuo thinks more people should be like that. they form an arrangement around it.)

i have this INCREDIBLY late thing that i posted on twitter but completely forgot to put here and i dont like not having everything all here so. here he is. god

あと血界戦線のEDパロの動画も製作中です…完成したらニコ動とYouTubeにアップします。

進捗とかここを使って載せられたらいいな… 完成は来年の予定なので気長に待っててください…待っててくれる人がいるのかは知らないけど…

A gift for @uyecaq (also thanks for the dialogue, I had to do a comic for that, the visual was strong when I read it)!

Thanks for all the fun this year and for cursing my brain with these two idiots. Looking forward for more trolling next year!

To join the black parade

Here's the last of my lyrics asks that my ~~mysterious unknown anon oh who could they be~~ sent me that I'm going to use to post another fic. It's just a silly practice fic that I started a little while back and I was like hey this is cute let me edit this a little.

Anyway!

“Shizu-chan?” Izaya asked from his place a few feet away on the couch. He was hanging upside down on his back.

“Yeah?”

“I’ve got a scenario for you.”

“Hm. No thanks.”

“Aww don't be that way. Indulge me okay?”

“Ugh.”

“No listen. If I ever got kidnapped…”

“Here we go.” Shizuo grumbled.

“No listen!” Izaya whined, crawling over to him. “If I ever got kidnapped, and my keepers wanted you to pay them a ransom, how much would you pay?”

“I wouldn’t pay it. Moving on.”

“Oh that’s so mean!” Izaya said, pushing on his chest. “You wouldn’t even try to save me? How depressing!” he didn’t sound depressed though. In his disturbing, Izaya-like way he seemed rather amused at the idea that Shizuo would just let some group snatch him up and torture him to death despite their relationship. Shizuo scowled.

“I wouldn’t pay any ransom because I would punch whoever had done it in the first place. And then I would punch you once I got you out of there because I’ll know that you got caught on purpose just to annoy me.”

“You really think I’d go to all that trouble just to cause you grief?” Izaya asked as though it were an absurd insinuation, yet he was smiling. Typical, Shizuo thought.

“You went to all that trouble to ask me that dumbass question. Of course I would rescue you, dumbass, I’d just be pissed because you know better than to let that shit happen.”

“Well excuse me. I didn’t realize I was never allowed to get caught off guard or make a mistake.”

“Well now you know.”

Izaya huffed dramatically. He folded his arms and straddled Shizuo, hovering over the other who was splayed out across the couch with his back pressed into the cushions, staring indifferently. Izaya threw his arms around Shizuo’s neck and kissed him. It wasn’t dramatic or out-of-the-blue- Shizuo lived in a state of expecting Izaya to kiss him. He couldn’t say that kissing the other was what he could call ‘ordinary’, but he was certainly used to the other taking priority of his mouth at all times. Izaya could start up an annoying conversation simply for the sake of surprising Shizuo with a kiss.

Shizuo’s hands wandered up Izaya’s waist, up the inside of Izaya’s shirt and he was lost in that moment. Nothing else existed in the world except him, Izaya, and this intimate space between them. It was a sense of privacy and companionship that he had never felt with another person before. He was incredibly grateful.

Of course, that didn’t mean that he would act like it. Izaya was still Izaya after all.

“Mm. Thank you,” Izaya purred when he finally let go. “That was quite a pick me up. Just what I needed after being so horribly devalued and mistreated.”

“Oh knock it off already. Didn’t you get what you wanted?”

“Shizu-chan,” Izaya tutted, though the corners of his mouth curved upward, “When your romantic partner and one and only true love asks you how much money they’re worth to you, you can only simply answer all the money in the world.”

“I don’t have all the money in the world. I do, however, have a foot that can be used to kick someone’s ass. Including yours.” he pinched Izaya on the cheek, frowning in his annoyance.

“Ow! Shizu-chan, there’s no need to be so grumpy about hypotheticals!” he rubbed at the sore spot the second Shizuo let go, even though Shizuo hadn’t pinched it that hard. It was turning red regardless. “So then? You wouldn’t pay for me? You wouldn’t do whatever it took to save me?”

He cupped Shizuo’s chin and squeezed his cheeks with his fingers.

“Fine,” Shizuo said, and with his lips forcibly puckered like that he sounded muffled, which seemed to amuse Izaya. “I would do whatever it took. Climb any mountain, destroy any obstacle.” He pried Izaya’s hands away. “Are you happy?”

“Hardly.” Izaya said with dubious eyes. “Your commitment is clearly performative. There’s no heart in it at all.”

“I’ll show you heart.” Shizuo said before tackling him onto the couch. There was a sharp squeal and Izaya was helpless as Shizuo tickled him by running sharp fingers over his thighs and kissing his neck. Secretly, Shizuo loved the sound of Izaya’s laughter when he was being tickled. He also loved torturing Izaya until he was truly begging for mercy, gasping for breath and clinging to him as he let go. He loved the feeling of Izaya’s breathing calming down against his neck.

Then there was quiet. There usually was when Izaya lost composure like that. Shizuo tucked himself against the couch with Izaya pressing his face against him. He didn’t want to ruin the moment of quiet, so he idly let his eyes wander, his hand resting and rubbing up Izaya’s lower back. After a while he got bored.

“Izaya.”

There was no response. Shizuo scowled, rolling his eyes. Of course Izaya was gonna be dramatic. He could never really expect him to be any different.

“Oi Izaya.” He said, ducking his head against the little nook he’d made for himself against Shizuo’s chest. Izaya still didn’t respond though so Shizuo gave him a little shake. “Hey Izaya!”

“Hm?” Izaya looked up suddenly, eyes droopy. “What?”

“Oh, were you sleeping?”

“Mm.” Izaya mumbled, pressing his face to Shizuo’s chest again. Shizuo ran hands through his hair and looked at him closely. It appeared that he wasn’t pretending.

“Oh you were? Sorry, I thought you were pretending.”

“Mm. Sounds realistic.”

“Yeah, you’re annoying like that.”

Izaya looked up sleepily and smiled at him. When he leaned up, Shizuo gave him a kiss.

“You‘re in a good mood today. What, did you blow up a village or something?”

“How rude. I haven’t done anything all day but lay on the couch talking to you.”

“Hm. That doesn’t sound right.”

“It is! Now, let me go back to sleep. I’m going to take a nap.”

“Eh?”

“Let me sleep!” Izaya whined. “I’m tired.”

Shizuo studied him with a frown. That didn’t sound too far from the truth, but Izaya was almost always severely behind on sleep.

“Maybe you should join a sleep study for the morally depraved.”

“For what, a couples retreat? That’s not my first pick for a romantic get away, Shizu-chan.”

Shizuo cast his eyes aside. “I don’t have trouble sleeping. You’re just a pain in bed cause you’re so squirmy.”

“I don’t have trouble sleeping either,” Izaya purred, moving his face to press against Shizuo’s and giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek. So many kisses today. Maybe Izaya really was sleepy. “I have the ultimate protector with me in my bed.”

And that was what finally did Shizuo in. He could practically feel his own hard exterior crumbling around him. Izaya’s smile was textured against his face like he knew instantly too, but the damage had already been done.

“Y-You…” Shizuo mumbled, “You know I’d never let anything happen to you while I’m around.”

“Mmhmm. I know.” Izaya tucked his face against Shizuo’s shoulder and cradled himself against Shizuo’s arm.

“I’m the only one who can hold you hostage, got it?” Shizuo added, trying to sound aggressive but he just sounded affectionate again.

“Of course,” Izaya said sweetly, almost already gone back to sleep, “Why else would I be able to bother you like this?”

“You can always bother me.” Shizuo said without thinking, “Whenever you want. About anything. Even your stupid hypotheticals that mean nothing.”

Shizuo felt Izaya’s hands curling into his shirt as he got into a more comfortable position to sleep in.

“Don’t worry. I will.”

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