beliefs. | izaya orihara | soulmate!AUMore Like This
soulmate AU: The longer you notice or talk to your soulmate the more vivid colors become in your eyes. You are able to see colors just not the unique shades of them.
warning: some of the things that I point out are both beliefs that I think that Izaya would have so it might come off as harsh. I apologize if this offends you in any way.
fem!reader x izaya orihara
It amused him just thinking of that foolish dream that everyone was taught as a kid in their school years.
The thought of having a soulmate that was connected to him through the hands of colors made him want to laugh his heart out because it was just a dream that lovesick puppies created. He didn't believe in soulmates, and even if he had one, he would only see how long it'd take to break her heart and crush her soul.
He could remember it like it occurred yesterday when he was taught by his parents as a child since they told him that everyone had a soul mate. All he did a
Pay Attention to Me! (Haruka Nanase x Reader)More Like This
The library was close to empty as the sun began to set beneath the horizon. (Name) (Last Name) looked over curiously at the clock on the wall. 8:32 PM. She was already late for dinner, but that was the least of her problems. She turned her head and settled her eyes on the face of her long-term boyfriend, who was currently engrossed in the textbook for whatever subject he was studying for. She somewhat understood that he felt that he needed to study a lot more often as of recently, since he was going to start applying for colleges in a couple of months.
"Wow, I sure would love to go see a movie or something!" She suddenly broke the silence between them and looked at him with a huge, malicious grin on her face. Her bright (Eye Colour) eyes shone as he looked over at her briefly. "Huh? Huh?" She smirked and winked, nudging him lightly with her elbow, hoping he would get the hint. She didn't catch his attention for very long though, as his eyes quickly flickered back to his book, le
Puppet Show - Izaya x ReaderMarionette - a puppet worked from above by strings attached to its limbsMore Like This
Serendipity - the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way
Atelier - a workshop or studio, especially one used by an artist or designer
They are the marionettes of god. Their strings moving only for him and how ironic it is that their strings move in ways that God never intended. The puppets move to find happiness.
This happiness is serendipity at its finest.
God never intended for this to happen and neither did you. Though, since it’s already happen, the story will unfold regardless.
Now, let the puppet show begin.
You hummed softly to yourself as you scribbled down a few things in your notebook. You glanced up at the mere sound of your doorbell chiming. You blinked several times; even squinting to recognize who was at the door of your atelier. You smiled as you recognized the woman to be one of your customers who came in earlier that week.
Loneliness - Izaya x ReaderMore Like This
“My, my! If it isn’t the beautiful female herself! What brings you here? Stargazing? Human observation? Or is it suicide?” a happy voice chirped. You stared blankly down from where you sat, lightly kicking your feet at the air in hopes to cure your boredom. “Ignoring me now? I’m hurt by your lack of ability to greet an old friend. I’ve been with you for a fairly long time.” You let out an irritated sigh as you turned your head to the side, your eyes sending daggers to the red-eyed man.
“If you’ve got nothing better to do, then I suggest you leave before murder occurs on this roof,” you threatened, clearly unhappy with the appearance of the man. He merely chuckled in reply as he began to approach you, one step at a time. His footsteps echoed eerily as he walked.
“Your greetings are as interesting as ever, Miss (Last Name). You never fail to keep me entertained!” he sang as he stopped right behind you, his cri