Strangers Part 3 (Izaya x Reader x Shizuo) by KitsuneBunny, literature
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Strangers Part 3 (Izaya x Reader x Shizuo)
You were in utter shock as you watched Shizuo finally get in the back of one of those police cars. Izaya still held on to you as he grinned and watched Tom and Celty rush to the car. Tom yelling out about how he would get him out soon. Celty typing as fast as she could on her phone and showing it to Shizuo. Shizuo stared over at you and then you seen his face twist into pure rage and hatred when he seen Izaya still with you as the cars drove off and Tom still yelling hopeful words to his friend.
"Well I think that worked out better than I could have imagined." You heard Izaya chuckle. You pushed him away from you and shot him a glare. He st
Strangers (Izaya x Reader x Shizuo) by KitsuneBunny, literature
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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 happ
Shizuo x Reader X Izaya by mistressofcitrus, literature
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Shizuo x Reader X Izaya
Alright, here we go again! This is my second fan fiction, so please be understanding if I have a few errors. This one is all about Durarara! Shizuo, Izaya, and YOU! I only watched the Anime, so this will go only by that, Sorry Manga readers!
Key; (Y/N) Your Name, (E/C) Eye Color, (H/C) Hair Color, (H/L) Hair Length, (F/C) Favorite Color, (S/C) Skin Color, (L/N) Last Name, (N/N) Nick Name.
Background: You’re Twenty three, a year younger than Shizuo Heiwajima and a month older than Izaya Orihara. The three of you have always had a very… Unusual relationship. You are an American model, who often travels back and forth between Ikebuk
Chocolate, My Love! (Levi x Reader) Modern AU by Mandyloved, literature
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Chocolate, My Love! (Levi x Reader) Modern AU
You were lounging on the couch in the penthouse you owned with your boyfriend Levi. The Walking Dead was playing, you had a bag of chips resting on your stomach, and life was good.
Levi was out, playing his guitar at the local coffee shop. The way he played made the girls flock to the shop to listen to the way he's fingers flitted up and down the neck of the instrument and the way he only played what came to mind. No sheet music. Ever. A song made out of thin air, he played from his soul.
So if he's THAT impressive, why weren't you there with him? To cling to his arm once he walked off stage so all those sorry bitches could see the dead han
Love Letters - Levi x Reader by what-the-honk, literature
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Love Letters - Levi x Reader
Levi stared down vacantly at the blank journal page sitting on the desk in front of him. It had been routine by this point that the Corporal would write down his feelings for you in poorly constructed love letters he’d hide away in his drawer.
God, it was difficult to put into words just how strongly he felt for you. You were like some kind of demon who managed to snake your fingers into his mind and corrupt his thoughts.
Not that he’d ever say that, he got the feeling you wouldn’t take being compared to a demon too kindly.
It was so uncharacteristic of him to be fawning so much over someone – anyone – and of
Family Life - AU!Levi x Reader by what-the-honk, literature
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Family Life - AU!Levi x Reader
“Gah, for fucks sake, don’t you ever shut up?!” Levi snapped, his patience just about worn out entirely.
He had currently been watching over one of his little runts, one of the four little runts you’d birthed for him. God, if only he used protection more often he wouldn’t have to deal with this bullshit. He always seemed to get caught in the moment and forget to cover his dick, and by the time you actually got going he’d be too into it to stop and slip on a condom.
And so, here you were, five years and four babies later, working your happy little asses off to look after the damned children who never seeme
First Glance - Levi x Reader by what-the-honk, literature
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First Glance - Levi x Reader
You sat on the grassy field beneath, your face turned ahead but your eyes not really looking at anything in particular. You felt the presence of a man beside you – the same man you had given your heart to.
Levi – it was a beautiful name. You loved how it sounded, whether it rolled off your tongue or his. It was simple, not a tongue twister like many other names you’d heard, no. Levi was short and sweet – just like the man who the name belonged to, you assumed.
You smiled a little to yourself. Knowing he was there made you feel safe, even a little flustered. But there had been something you always wanted to know about
Seven Minutes in Heaven - AU!Levi x Reader by what-the-honk, literature
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Seven Minutes in Heaven - AU!Levi x Reader
You heard some arguing going on in the main room – clearly whoever you were paired with was getting cold feet. But nonetheless you made yourself as small as you could before they arrived. You weren’t sure if you were doing it out of embarrassment or anxiousness – either way it did make you feel a little better.
The sudden bright light flooded the room too fast for your eyes to adjust to, and before you could properly see who had just entered everything had gone dark again.
The person that entered the closet didn’t say anything, but rather just grunted trying to get himself comfortable.
“God damn you’re l
Nuisance - Izaya x Reader by what-the-honk, literature
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Nuisance - Izaya x Reader
Despite you having work to do that day, you simply pushed it all aside to laze around on your couch and finally read that novel you bought six months ago. You were a skilled information broker, but by god were you a terrible procrastinator. You’d rather learn Latin than do work. Besides, it was far too cold to do anything anyway – that’s what you kept telling yourself.
You turned your heater up and had a hot shower whilst waiting for the warmth to spread throughout your apartment. Once thoroughly cleaning yourself with your favourite scented body wash and shampoo, you quickly dried yourself off and put on the cosiest pyjama