theblackrxder:

Shizuo in front of her seemed rather… Aggravated. In once in a blue moon has this usually occurred. How should she play this out? Holding her PDA in position and had her fingertips stiff, the dullahan started off with a gentle approach.

「 Shizuo. 」

She released a slight black huff of smoke from underneath her helmet as the transporter continued to type in a rather fast speed as she was trying to get a point across equivalent to how the ex-bartender got his point across. But with typing. 

「 You act like I don’t know this. You want him dead, I know. But you shouldn’t overexert yourself. If you’re weak, you’re never gonna achieve that you want to achieve. Remember that. 」     

“Tsk... ‘Don’t hurt yourself this, don’t hurt yourself that.’ If I want him dead, I’m gonna make sure he’s good as dead.” He looked away for a moment before he met eye contact. “But I’ll be careful not to kill myself in the process, Celty. I’ll promise you that.” The blond had already known that he had a close friend that, in fact, wasn’t even human, completely worried about his safety as Shizuo had a tendency of being a risk-taker. “I’m also gonna make sure that none of his damn blood gets on this bartender outfit. Kasuka got me this and I’m planning on keeping it as clean as ever.”

nyanzaya:

(🐈) They didn’t need to explain themselves. Iza knew how deep the hate went; though, he never took part in it. He had only seen and heard their game of cat and mouse. Truthfully, seeing Izaya get chased by Shizuo almost made him jealous. He wanted to get chased too! Though, he had his own person who would do that without question. Iza nodded at their words, listening to them he would have to disagree with Shizuo being called a monster.

He started to munch on the cone of his ice cream before taking a moment to speak. “Well, for what it’s worth, I don’t see you as this ‘monster’. You are so painstakingly human it almost hurts to see it sometimes. I can understand your need to keep the air clean and I’d say you are doing a great job, Sweetheart. You keep up that good work~ I’m counting on you.” The feline chimed happily, being honest, people to him were the monsters. He had seen and been through horrible things, but he couldn’t hate humans forever, he needed company and the best company to have were people. It was easy to tolerate them at least. 

With their comment that he smelled like a cat, Iza meowed. “Nyaa~ Do I really smell like a cat? I would of thought I’d smell like grass or wood since I’m always at the park.” 

The blond’s heart had softened a little bit as he heard the feline comment that he wasn’t a monster. However, the coldness of Shizuo’s heart slowly got warmer, and then colder again. “You see. I would believe that. But I’ve been told too many times in my life that I’m nothing but a monster. But at least one person has faith in me.” And with that note, he gave a pitiful shrug. Moreover to himself, as he knew from the bottom of his heart that he had no faith or any luck changing everyone’s mind. Of course, saying that you aren’t a monster and then ripping a vending machine out of the ground. Not convincing whatsoever.  A thought had crossed the bodyguard’s mind as it made him nothing but back to the same anger he felt beforehand. “Y’know... The public would actually believe that I’m not a damn monster if the damn flea were to just fuck off and mind his own business so I wouldn’t have to be violent or short-fused all the damn time and have to pay for property damage because my anger makes me blind of things ‘round me. He’s a fucking nuisance and just mentioning him makes me want to find him and tear his fucking head off.” Growling in anger, Shizuo tightened his fist to where his knuckles turned completely white and then he lessened it as soon as the smell of cat came across his senses. 

“But seriously... You do smell like a cat. Not grass. Not wood. Not anything in a park. Just a cat. But it’s fine. It’s somethin’ you see everything, anyway”

( out of strength ) i will do replies a little bit later. trying to level up on my games, my friends since i have double shift for the next four days. kill me pls.

inhumansanguine:

Waving her hand dismissively at him as she walked another smile was thrown his way. Even though he said he wasn’t good at gift giving he had given he a couple of really good ideas. She figured Shizuo must know this girl well if he knew all that.

“You don’t need to apologize! Gift giving is hard I’m had trouble finding stuff for people myself.”

“Well. That’s true.” Shizuo had simply answered, looking at the store through its windows. “I’m just not the type to buy gifts, you see. This little girl has somewhat of an authority due to her relations, which is why I can’t really say much about her. But all I know is what boss told me.” He looked at the windows of the store in front of them as he then glanced back at Kayla. “Well. Wanna go check it out?”

continued.

Shortly after the blond had read the PDA, he gave a soft heartfelt laugh as he responded, “Celty, you’re getting the wrong idea.” And then almost immediately, his carefree manner boiled with aggression. “The damn flea will be the dead one first, be sure to get that right. Okay? I ain’t gonna die until he’s six feet in the fucking soil. And I’m gonna make sure that happens.” Without even thinking, he had just remembered that Celty went through a certain broker to collect cash from jobs that she had to do. Slowly calming down from his short-term aggression, he parted his lips and spoke in a soft gentle tone once more, “Ah. Sorry if I rubbed on ya the wrong way. I just want him fucking dead. Ever since I saw him alive for the first time.” 

nyanzaya:

The difference between himself and Izaya? He wouldn’t trick people into situations they wouldn’t want to do; though, hypocritically he had done that several times before, but who needed to know that?

“Yeah. Him.” The blond didn’t want to go into any extremities as his hatred for this god damn flea wasn’t the prettiest. In fact, it wasn’t even hatred. It was boiling hatred. Shizuo clenched his jaw for a second and then receded as soon as he heard that this stranger despised Izaya just as he did. “I’d rather be mistaken for a fucking parasite than be tormented day by day by chasin’ him and being called a monster for tryna kill him. Even though he’s always the fucking problem. I’m just tryna get rid of a problem before he stinks up the air with his bullshit. Is all.” Perhaps this Izaya-look-a-like isn’t so bad after all. “And besides, ya don’t smell like the damn flea. In fact, you just smell like a cat. But that’s fine. I’d prefer a cat than a parasite that thinks that the entire world is nothing but a deck of cards to play around with or some shit.” Shizuo had given a small chuckle as he had thought about that. It was true though. At least cats mind their own business and do whatever they want instead of causing havoc by using and deceiving people just because they don’t know them. 

out of strength. who would’ve known that this tumblr account was established three years ago and i just came back? like woaw. it’s been a minute, my guys.

inhumansanguine:

Nodding she takes a few steps forward towards the first shop she had in mind and wondered if the “flea” he was referring to could possibly be Izaya Orihara. She had been told that the two fight often but decides that it’s best to keep this to herself rather than speak it aloud. She does turn a bit to give Shizuo another smile as she leads them along. She had seen his feats a couple of times during her stay here but really didn’t feed into the rumor that he was dangerous or anything. Looks like she was right too since he had been nothing but kind this whole time.

“Of course! I don’t really listen to many rumors around here so I figured that what they were saying were just misconceptions. Oh by the way while I’m thinking about it did your boss give you anything to go off of for this girl of his? That would be helpful so I can help you pick out a gift for this person.”

Following behind the ravenette, Shizuo had looked around once more. Apparently, everyone still minded their own business instead of looking at him as a threat. Giving a mere smile back as soon as Kayla looked back, his ears perked up as he heard a question thrown at him. “Ah... Um. She’s a bit younger. I know her personally but the first encounter wasn’t as I anticipated.” Of course, Shizuo was a bit closer to this child than Tom was, but he didn’t want to admit that he was buying it for her. “She occasionally likes coloring and maybe a stuffed animal might be sufficient? I’m not too well with gifts for children. Her name translates to ‘red’ so maybe I can go along that?” After ranting, his eyes had widened as he scratched the corner of his mouth with the tip of his finger. “Ah... W-well. Sorry for bickering. I just am not familiar with this gifting thing.” 

inhumansanguine:

Oh! Oh! So he was that Shizuo Heiwajima she had heard so much about around others. Although, with how he was described then and how he was acting now were two totally different things. She honestly didn’t get why people ran from him on sight—even if she knew about his exploits—since he seemed nice enough.

“I really don’t see why you seem really nice, Shizuo. People need to get to know you before making decisions on what your like.”

She realized she had been rambling this whole time instead of showing him to those places she had mentioned earlier and gave him an apologetic smile.

“Sorry got a bit off track there! We should probably get going so you can get that gift for your boss.”

“‘cuz they think I’m gonna rip a vending machine out of the ground and whack ‘em with it. But I only do that because —” the blond took a brief hold as just about to say it pissed him off. He gritted his teeth a bit and then loosened his tension and continued, “...just because of a flea. But that fucker’s always gettin’ away. I don’t got anything else to toss, so I use shit around me. I guess.” The bodyguard gave a brief shrug before his attention was redirected. “Right. He’s probably expectin’ it.” He took a step forward and then look back, “Just guide the way, I’ll follow ya so ya don’t get hurt. Just a thank you for not assumin’.”