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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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The kiss broke, but he said nothing, just looking into the blonde's eyes, his heart pounding. He tried to catch his breath but it kept catching in his throat. the Informant was flooded with emotion... and his face, and possibly his entire body, were flushed red.
He didn't want to break the silence, the spell... whatever had come over them. He slowly untangled his fingers from the now messy blonde hair and rested his arms on Shizuo's shoulders, biting his lip.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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It was as if Izaya had been struck by lightning. Without hesitation, the moment Shizuo kissed him, his arms were around his shoulders and he was kissing back too, hard... passionately. almost without thinking his hand went up and tangled in that mop of blonde hair... something he'd wanted to do for a while now.
His body melted against the blonde's huge frame as a year or more of longing hit him like one of the vending machines Shizuo kept throwing at him and he couldn't get enough air almost.
Shizuo's words rang in his ear as all other thoughts left.
He loves me too...
He could feel the flush on his face, but he didn't' care at the moment.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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jerked back towards Shizuo as the other grabbed his wrist, his eyes widened as the blonde spoke. Then he was in Shizuo's arms and his heart rate spiked.
He almost froze... but managed to hold onto his composure for the moment. "A-alright." he said, swallowing hard. "Why does my face piss you off?" He had sworn many people had asked him that. including himself and Shinra.
But at the moment that was a moot point. Izaya waited for the reply while trying to not allow himself to melt into Shizuo's arms.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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Izaya leaned back in the chair to breathe for a moment and gather himself as he gazed at the confused Shizuo. He then turned in his chair, got up and removed himself from behind the safety of his desk.
He walked over to the blonde and looked him in the eye once more. "Fine. I'll repeat myself. try to listen this time." he said, taking a deep breath. "I have been in love with you for at least a year. The fuck do you think I keep baiting you? its the only way you'll pay attention to me. Get mad if you want, hit me... destroy my office. I don't care anymore. I'm tired of chasing you... since you obviously don't like me."
He turned and shook his head and then started turning to go back behind his desk. "did you hear me this time?"
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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Before he could get a word in edgewise, Shizuo had grabbed his shirt again. He sighed. the hell was up with Shizuo? "... you mean like you're getting in my face right now?" he asked without thinking, his mind racing.
"as for why I gave up... there comes a time when harassing the guy you like becomes routine, and less exciting. in other words. I got bored of chasing you around. I'm tired of dodging projectiles every time I go near you. So I'm done with it."
"as for Why you can get nothing done... that sounds like a you problem." He felt like the words weren't his own... they just sorta... came out.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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He jumped as the doors to his office banged open and Shizuo stalked in, muttering something he didn't quite catch. He watched as a very pissed blonde stormed closer to him.
He turned his chair and faced him, trying to keep the tremble out of his voice as he tried to get his heart to stop pounding. Half due to the blonde's presence, half due to the loudness of the door banging open.
He tried to be casual as he spoke. "... Yes, Shizu-chan?" he asked, his voice almost successful at sounding like he was aloof and didn't care. "to what do I owe you scaring the hell out of me this time?"
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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As Shizuo let him go and stormed off, Izaya was left puzzled, wondering if that brush of a kiss was truly accidental, or if it was on purpose. his fingers went to his lips regardless as he stared after the blonde.
He sighed, eyed the vending machine that was definetly not where it was supposed to be, and bent down to pick up his knives and such that he'd dropped.
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A few hours later had him in his office at work, sitting at his computer, and trying to read an email... he'd been sitting there for an hour at this point just staring at the same email. He was too lost in thought to actually be able to read it.
Shizuo....
He tried to shake the thoughts of the blonde out of his head... it wasn't working. fuck.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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Letting Shizuo get that close to him spiked his anxiety, but he didn't particularly have a choice in the matter, considering the blonde 'Monster' was fast and Izaya had left himself open. His fault, really, if he died stupidly like this.
Instead he took a breath, looked Shizuo in the eye, leaned forward slightly so their lips were almost touching as he whispered. "I'm done. If you hate me that much... Kill me. Right now." as for invoking Kasuka's name... well. An Informants weapons weren't only blades, after all.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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He put his hands out to the side, then reached into his pockets and withdrew his usual arsenal of throwing blades, pins, etc... and let them drop to the ground. "nothing." he said finally, crossing his arms and staring at Shizuo.
"either hit me with it, or put it down. Your brother would be unhappy if you broke yourself .... again." he sounded resigned, not happy, not trollish... almost... tired.
"A monster is used to people running, screaming, frozen in fear begging etc. But someone sighing cracking their neck, rolling up their sleeves, and walking towards them is new." - Izaya to Shizuo as he refused to run away, the blonde hefting something large aimed at him. "throw it at me then. I'm tired of running, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo's eyes were narrowed behind the sunglasses that he wore, but he unconsciously lowered the vending machine that he had picked up with the intent to smash the flea under it and be ride of the nuisance for good finally when the words that he had said started to sink in.
Izaya was . . . Giving up? No it was clearly some trick to fool the blonde into lowering his guard so that he could gain the upper hand. "What kind of trick are you trying to pull now?!" He demanded his voice a dangerous growl as Izaya just stood there.
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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"you should have listened to me when you had the chance." - Eibhleann
"aye." Ronan said, leaning against a tree, breathing heavily. "But whenever have I listened tae you." the spark in his eyes blazing. "I'll not fight you, sister. not this time. walk away, or kill me; you're the one that will have to live with the guilt."
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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“I am afraid I will love you forever, and we will never be in the same room again.” - Zelda
"not if I can help it." said Link, a determined look in his eyes as he hefted the Master Sword. "you have two choices. fight with me, or run. but either way.... I will find you again. I always do." He offered her a blade. "choose."
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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"you're the reason they're dead." - Yasaman
"that would be the logical conclusion." retorted Nightmare, running his fingers through his long black hair. "they wouldn't be dead had they not pissed me off."
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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Tyki went over to Road, glancing to Eibhleann he raised an eyebrow. "what are you doing?" he asked her mildly. "the Crone should be able to get rid of that poison." he picked up Road's limp form. "stop messing around and take care of him." he gestured to Shoto. "I'll be back in a moment."
Lavii was conscious, and in agonizing pain. He could barely tell that Kanda was there, but he could. "pocket..." he managed to mutter. there was something in there that could banish the poison. He had an antidote. whether it was the right one or not, remained to be seen.
Ronan leaned on the spear casually, digging the butt of it into the dirt. He glanced to Bakugo, gesturing to him to come here. The ace they'd been keeping was Bakugo's link to Ronan... and it had come in handy.
"Let her go, Bakugo." he said. "We have to regroup." he gazed around the battlefield, where most of them that had been there were either unconscious or injured, with the exceptions of Kanda and Tyki, besides the two of them.
He glared at Scathach. "get out of here. next time I may not be so kind..... Balor."
“They will lose their sanity before you lose your life. I promise you.”  - Scathach to Tyki [this is a bad idea]
A growl tore from him before he could stop it, his fingers flexing in frustration. "Let them go." he snarled angrily, gazing behind her to the people he had begun to consider friends writhing behind her.
he paused as a hand clapped him on the shoulder. "no. Tyki. Stand down." the voice was ethereal, the hand was glowing, and so warm it singed his suit jacket. "....Ronan?" he said, sounding startled.
"...sort of." came the reply from the glowing redhead. He was holding the Spear. "We cannot let her kill any more." it was clear to Tyki that the 'we' was not referring to him.
Addressing Scathach, Ronan stepped forward. "Let them go. Or die."
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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Tyki bristled at the accusation. "you became my enemy long before you attacked my little sister." he snapped, gazing to Ronan, who was oddly calm.
As she stepped back away from the others dragging Bakugo, Ronan/Lugh gave a slight nod, shifting so that the others could run to their respective partners. those that still could anyway.
"Tyki... go to her." was the last thing he said before he looked Scathach in the eye, fire blazing deep within them. "an interesting hostage, undoubtedly you chose him to send me, or rather my Host... into a rage." said Lugh.
"unfortunately... you chose poorly." Lugh locked eyes with Bakugo. "Blaze." he whispered softly, unleashing the powers he'd borrowed to the blonde inside him, burning away the poison.
“They will lose their sanity before you lose your life. I promise you.”  - Scathach to Tyki [this is a bad idea]
A growl tore from him before he could stop it, his fingers flexing in frustration. "Let them go." he snarled angrily, gazing behind her to the people he had begun to consider friends writhing behind her.
he paused as a hand clapped him on the shoulder. "no. Tyki. Stand down." the voice was ethereal, the hand was glowing, and so warm it singed his suit jacket. "....Ronan?" he said, sounding startled.
"...sort of." came the reply from the glowing redhead. He was holding the Spear. "We cannot let her kill any more." it was clear to Tyki that the 'we' was not referring to him.
Addressing Scathach, Ronan stepped forward. "Let them go. Or die."
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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“They will lose their sanity before you lose your life. I promise you.”  - Scathach to Tyki [this is a bad idea]
A growl tore from him before he could stop it, his fingers flexing in frustration. "Let them go." he snarled angrily, gazing behind her to the people he had begun to consider friends writhing behind her.
he paused as a hand clapped him on the shoulder. "no. Tyki. Stand down." the voice was ethereal, the hand was glowing, and so warm it singed his suit jacket. "....Ronan?" he said, sounding startled.
"...sort of." came the reply from the glowing redhead. He was holding the Spear. "We cannot let her kill any more." it was clear to Tyki that the 'we' was not referring to him.
Addressing Scathach, Ronan stepped forward. "Let them go. Or die."
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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@lady0fthecorvids you want Tiki.... use one of these.
Starters for Enemies to Friends
We on a roll. warnings: threats of violence.
“I had nowhere else to go.” 
“You’ve changed.” 
“Have you always been this… not awful?” 
“What? Are we friends now? 
“Who did this?” 
“Trust me. For once in your damn life, trust me.” 
“I may not like you, but I do not despise you either.” 
“They will lose their sanity before you lose your life. I promise you.” 
“Whatever you think you’re doing, do not.” 
“This is not caring. This is admiration.” 
“I admire your courage to jump head-first into battle without any significant preparation. Kudos.” 
“Breathe, and do not stop. I’ll be back.” 
“Hurt them, and die.” 
“Stay over at my place tonight. I won’t try anything.” 
“That’s your ex? Hmph.” 
“A tentative truce?” 
“I have your back… with or without a dagger.” 
“I’ll catch you. This time.” 
“Grab my hand—it’s not poisoned.” 
“This is my phone number. As long as you do not abuse it, you may keep it.” 
“Text me if things go south and I’m not the cause.” 
“Where are you?” 
“Don’t come back for me. That wasn’t in our truce.” 
“They think I’ll hurt you.” “You won’t. I know you won’t.” 
“Your touch is comforting. Strange, for a person like you. But I’ll accept it.” 
“Why are you offering me your sweatshirt?” “Shock. Take it.” 
“Don’t move. I’m here to help.” “A—Are you??” 
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eclipsedarknation · 10 months
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He broke the kiss after a moment and realized Lance's arms were around him. He was tempted to pull away, but he'd already gotten this far.
He wrapped his arms around Lance and pulled him close. He said nothing, just sort-of rested his chin on Lance's shoulder and closed his eyes.
after a few moments though..
".... your face is infuriatingly adorable." he said, almost grumpily.
i fucking love you, okay? - Keith
Lance paused mid-sentence and turned back to look at Keith when he blurted out those words, they had recently returned to the castle ship and Lance was about to head off to get something to eat and cool off, all the while complaining about something Keith had done on the mission and asking him WHY he insisted on going on every mission together lately, because all they had been doing was fight between each other which wasn't to unusual in itself it was more the frequency of the fighting.
"What did you just say?" Lance asked with wide eyes, of all the answers he had expected, that was the last one, he honestly thought that Keith was just doing all he could to just make Lance want to quit and it had almost worked, this last mission would have been the last straw, but now he was just confused by the sudden confession of love.
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