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Turning into an archive!

Hey. I’ve come to say; I’ll be making this blog into an archive. I have been indecisive for a long time, mainly, because I really believed in returning to him one day. I mean, I liked Mikado a  lot. That being said, I’m sorry to all of my followers, and friends, for having vanished on him, not finding the muse for our threads, or in general to those who I hadn’t had the chance to interact with.

I think, since Mikado was my very first muse, and I tend to connect to all of them in some way, I might want to remake a total private blog of him. I can only deal with so much people when it comes to durarara!! I’m sorry. You’re free to unfollow, if you don’t want a dead blog in your following list ( or in general you are ).

And thank you all for the great time.         I’m sure we’ll see each other around.

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Turning into an archive!

Hey. I’ve come to say; I’ll be making this blog into an archive. I have been indecisive for a long time, mainly, because I really believed in returning to him one day. I mean, I liked Mikado a  lot. That being said, I’m sorry to all of my followers, and friends, for having vanished on him, not finding the muse for our threads, or in general to those who I hadn’t had the chance to interact with.

I think, since Mikado was my very first muse, and I tend to connect to all of them in some way, I might want to remake a total private blog of him. I can only deal with so much people when it comes to durarara!! I’m sorry. You’re free to unfollow, if you don’t want a dead blog in your following list ( or in general you are ).

And thank you all for the great time.         I’m sure we’ll see each other around.

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Turning into an archive!

Hey. I’ve come to say; I’ll be making this blog into an archive. I have been indecisive for a long time, mainly, because I really believed in returning to him one day. I mean, I liked Mikado a  lot. That being said, I’m sorry to all of my followers, and friends, for having vanished on him, not finding the muse for our threads, or in general to those who I hadn’t had the chance to interact with.

I think, since Mikado was my very first muse, and I tend to connect to all of them in some way, I might want to remake a total private blog of him. I can only deal with so much people when it comes to durarara!! I’m sorry. You’re free to unfollow, if you don’t want a dead blog in your following list ( or in general you are ).

And thank you all for the great time.         I’m sure we’ll see each other around.

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Turning into an archive!

Hey. I’ve come to say; I’ll be making this blog into an archive. I have been indecisive for a long time, mainly, because I really believed in returning to him one day. I mean, I liked Mikado a  lot. That being said, I’m sorry to all of my followers, and friends, for having vanished on him, not finding the muse for our threads, or in general to those who I hadn’t had the chance to interact with.

I think, since Mikado was my very first muse, and I tend to connect to all of them in some way, I might want to remake a total private blog of him. I can only deal with so much people when it comes to durarara!! I’m sorry. You’re free to unfollow, if you don’t want a dead blog in your following list ( or in general you are ).

And thank you all for the great time.         I’m sure we’ll see each other around.

[naivefacadesarchive]

Turning into an archive!

Hey. I’ve come to say; I’ll be making this blog into an archive. I have been indecisive for a long time, mainly, because I really believed in returning to him one day. I mean, I liked Mikado a  lot. That being said, I’m sorry to all of my followers, and friends, for having vanished on him, not finding the muse for our threads, or in general to those who I hadn’t had the chance to interact with.

I think, since Mikado was my very first muse, and I tend to connect to all of them in some way, I might want to remake a total private blog of him. I can only deal with so much people when it comes to durarara!! I’m sorry. You’re free to unfollow, if you don’t want a dead blog in your following list ( or in general you are ).

And thank you all for the great time.         I’m sure we’ll see each other around.

[naivefacadesarchive]

Turning into an archive!

Hey. I’ve come to say; I’ll be making this blog into an archive. I have been indecisive for a long time, mainly, because I really believed in returning to him one day. I mean, I liked Mikado a  lot. That being said, I’m sorry to all of my followers, and friends, for having vanished on him, not finding the muse for our threads, or in general to those who I hadn’t had the chance to interact with.

I think, since Mikado was my very first muse, and I tend to connect to all of them in some way, I might want to remake a total private blog of him. I can only deal with so much people when it comes to durarara!! I’m sorry. You’re free to unfollow, if you don’t want a dead blog in your following list ( or in general you are ).

And thank you all for the great time.         I’m sure we’ll see each other around.

[naivefacadesarchive]

Turning into an archive!

Hey. I've come to say; I'll be making this blog into an archive. I have been indecisive for a long time, mainly, because I really believed in returning to him one day. I mean, I liked Mikado a  lot. That being said, I'm sorry to all of my followers, and friends, for having vanished on him, not finding the muse for our threads, or in general to those who I hadn't had the chance to interact with.

I think, since Mikado was my very first muse, and I tend to connect to all of them in some way, I might want to remake a total private blog of him. I can only deal with so much people when it comes to durarara!! I'm sorry. You're free to unfollow, if you don't want a dead blog in your following list ( or in general you are ).

And thank you all for the great time.         I'm sure we'll see each other around.

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                      —— indie yukine blog from noragami; single verse, single ship. no smut.                            other nsfw is welcomed. several different writing styles. don’t take                            the icons! oc and crossover friendly, with my skype available upon                                request. and please, feel free to talk to me, i’m super cool. B)

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izayaori: Thousand Foot Krutch <3 Passed the test~

outofpieces;; <3

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「 Izaya-san: 」

          "Mikado-kun~! I have to ask.

              Haven’t you thought about using knives instead of pens?

                  I think you would be pleased with the change.”

    「 ...what? 」

        his stare prods, lunges and halts,

            piercing the informant with poignant curiosity;

                 ( where is the connection between the two? )

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Song Shuffle Meme: Hit shuffle on your iPod, phone, iTunes, whatever it is you listen to music on and then write down the first 20 songs that come up. Tag 10 people that you want to do it too! One Rule: NO SKIPPING!

I got tagged by izayaori

I'll tell you this now though, I'm pretty sure you won't... just... dON'T LAUGH OK (IDEK IF I HAVE THAT MANY SONGS)

(and here my itunes did a thing where it interrupted the shuffle chain because it couldn't find that one evangelion song //sob, I just hope nothing comes twice or else I will have to skip it, becaues, yeah.)

15. Miss Monomi's practice lesson - Masafumi Takada 16. 37458 - RADWIMPS 17. We are - Thousand foot krutch 18. Operator - The ready set 19. Erasus - Subkulture 20. The boy who murdered love - Diana Vickers

I don't know who to tag, sdfsdf I'll randomly throw out some victims, but you're free to ignore this, yeah? Just,-- if you wanna.

sollertis, mendacii, busui, shxgun, shinjukus-troll, viral-delirium, ikebukuros, asobuu, psyche-logical, yato-noragami

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「 Izaya-san: 」

    Reality comes together with an audible click. Mikado’s eyes flicker; recognition is a bright flame and Izaya’s astute stare pierces the veil.

    B i n g o.

    Simpering in his delight, the predator’s fingers constrict the boy’s shoulder in a companionable squeeze. (Yes, he doesn’t say. Yes, I am exactly who you think I am.) His hold releases; both of his hands are shoved into his jacket pockets, and with a balletic twirl, he brings himself in front of Mikado. “Do you reeeally want me to tell you? Would it honestly satisfy you to hear the awful truth from a concerned third party?”

    Izaya knows the answer.

    “I think you should talk to dear Masaomi-kun~! After all, you’re best friends, aren’t you?” The falsified jocundity doesn’t last; it simply melts away. Izaya’s hungry gaze is all that’s left, those imagined fangs gleaming in the low sunlight. Consumption is imminent. “Or, maybe, you just don’t know your friends quite as well as you thought you did.”

    Eyes narrow, gazes were locked after Izaya positioned himself in front in an almost dance, and now it's as if no escape-- the pale iris pierces through the other's white orb, losing itself and the immediate surrounding. Mikado remains mute, his presence seems questionable and yet a twitch of fingers betrays him.

   He's tracing a line of sight in Izaya's eyes, follows the informant-- lost-- he gets on the way.

    Planted now, is a seed of doubt; an irritable aching nestles, and latches onto a teenager's skin-- he is calm in the current event, but it's like the kindled flame in a forest, soon to burn and devour everything if left alone untended ( unattended. ) cradling in the wind.

    Confusion strikes him and leaves him battered, and certainly, he was never made for this, or possesses yet the experience to deal in expert manner. He takes time to answer, questions whether to answer at all or give-- perhaps-- a polite bow and leave? But Izaya is here, here to answer still, here to answer now, Mikado leaves a thought: 「... you... know something of Masaomi, I don't, do you... Izaya-san?」 Tone is more seeking ( hidden elevation to someone you look up to. ), than it is accusatory.

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███ “When you know what a man wants you know who he is, and how to         move him.” ― George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords ███

        NEW! Izaya    Orihara   from   Durarara!!

♔ player is 18+ ♔ 13 years roleplaying experience ♔ para preferred ♔ crossover and oc friendly (slightly selective) ♔ looking for partners

       ALLUSERSPROFILE=C:\Documents and Settings\

( ♥ thank you ani for the graphic  ♥ )

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「 Izaya-san: 」

    A flex of fingers ensnares Mikado: prey to a predator’s fanged smile. There’s no escape, he’s in too deep, but does Mikado himself realize?

    The trust is tainted with violet anxiety. It manifests itself in a bead of poison that drips along the spine and Izaya can see how it leaves his toy nervous. Ah, the boy is rigid. Those long digits flatten and the serpent’s palm presses against Mikado’s shoulder. A solid grasp; a comforting grasp; a  t r a p.

    “Aren’t you?” the words slide from Izaya’s lips with such nonchalance. “You have to consider who your friends really are.” A smile then, sideways and knowing. “Mm, or maybe you don’t know them as well as you think you do, Taro Tanaka-kun~?”

    He's strickened, seized by surprise-- sharp, a needle's end inserted and a short prickle of discomfort ensues. His computer screen's flickering is casted on the interior of his eye, an inadvertent flashback: his friend, his very first-- an acquaintance providing him with rumors on an occasional rant; rapaciously Mikado consumes every word spoken whilst the interest takes the form of an ocular blaze, whenever he sights that familiar name, late at night, they'd spend time together-- together in a room nonexistent and still very much, housing them, and her-- him.

    K  a  n  r  a  -  s  a  n  .

    A cerulean gaze turns wary, and somehow dazed-- a short time elapses whilst he takes resort in thinking, head tilting downward as to not be inflicted by distraction-- probing stares. And he might just get the hint, the silent push; both inward and on a shoulder blade, pressed firmly onto and yet so gentle, but still it's in his wish to doubt and refuse to take it as absolute-- he questions instead: 「...what do you mean?」

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「 Izaya-san: 」

    “Wonderful~! It’s always good to know who’s on your side when the smoke clears.” A quirked smile proceeds those deft fingers curling around the teenager’s shoulder. The action seems companionable; the action is possessive.

    「Aah-- ha...」 the inability to comprehend vocalizes itself through absconding air ( a prolonged sigh, squeamish. Uncertitude-- it screams. ); vocal tune accompanies in humming manner, whilst quivering cadence lets his voice tremble-- his body is tense and stiff, albeit Mikado refuses to falter under the clamping touch on his shoulder.

    Recognition, acknowledgement; ( confusion! ) why this desire resides in his core, he does not know, and yet he feels guided, under a benefector's wing-- why leave the shelter which protected? He stays.

    「Are you... expecting a war, then, Izaya-san?」

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「 Izaya-san: 」

    “Game? Oh, now that’s just mean, Mikado-kun. Don’t you trust me?”

    「...Heh? What? O-of course I trust you...」

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「 Izaya-san: 」