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"I am Orihara Izaya, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

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I’ve moved!

Hey, folks! So, I know I haven’t been around at all so I would just like to say that well, I’m back! Buut I’ve remade Izaya for reasons. Ha. Sorry it took me so long, but a lot of things happened and I lost all motivation for RPing and I’ve just been on my personal this entire time.

Gomen.

You can now find me here, if you want to RP with me.

Bye-bye!

Important:

If you haven’t guessed already, this blog is on Hiatus.

Sorry, I just don’t have it in me to RP Izaya properly right now.

If you want to speak with me about something, my personal is here.

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LEAU I ALREADY TOLD YOU IM ON MY PERIOD THIS IS EXPECTED SHUT UP AND LET ME KISS YOUR FACE

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Changed my icon.

It was starting to get rather late, but Izaya found that he wasn’t able to sleep. 

The house was dark around him as he sat up in their shared bed, though one side was empty thanks to the host being at work at such an hour. Glancing at the clock though, Izaya knew that the blonde would be off soon— If he wasn’t already, that is.

The only sound in the host’s apartment was the soft sound of his computer hibernating as it sat on his side table, and that of the rain hitting the large window of their bedroom. Izaya was staring at it, frowning slightly as he felt the hairs on the back of his neck prickling in discomfort. Weather like this generally meant thunderstorms, something that the informant hated to admit was a phobia of his. Something about them terrified him, got his heart hammering away in his chest until he felt like he couldn’t breathe. 

Generally, he would grab his ipod and plug it into his ears with the music cranked all the way up to drown it out and hide under the blankets to escape the flashing light but his sisters had managed to break his beloved safety net a few days before when the two decided to use it and dance on Delic’s balcony— Ultimately flinging it out onto the street where it smashed into an unrecognizable pile of parts, which Izaya promptly found on his way home.

Unfortunately he hadn’t gotten around to replacing it, and this was the universe’s way of punishing him for procrastinating, apparently.

Sure enough, he soon heard the first crack of thunder ripping through the skies above Tokyo and froze, fingers curling into the blankets in fright as he jumped; Nearly tearing the fabric as a result. A sharp whine left his mouth as he brought his hands to his ears, covering them completely as he curled into himself in an attempt to drown out the sounds of the storm behind him.

He soon realized that it wouldn’t work though when the next roar of thunder sounded, the noise easily infiltrating through his hands; Even if the sound was a bit muffled. 

Izaya felt his heartbeat speed up as his breathing quicken, tears pooling in the corners of his eyes as he twitched at another loud ‘boom’; He could tell that he was starting to panic, and another whine escaped him— Only to be replaced by a short scream when the thunder roared loud enough that he felt it through the bed he was sitting on.

Shooting out of bed with his hands still covering his ears he ran instinctively towards Delic’s closet, slamming the doors shut as he sat down and scooted into one of the back corners; Squeezing his eyes desperately as his hands pressed even harder against his ears, not bothering to hide the tears that were rolling down his cheeks from the sense of desperate fright that had grabbed hold of him completely.

The only thing that Izaya could really hope for at this point was that Delic would be home soon, knowing the blonde had his own ipod on him nearly all the time— And hopefully would let Izaya borrow it.

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