After having two years apart to reflect on what was and what could have been, a chance meeting brings Ikebukuro's two most dangerous men back into each other's lives, and unimaginable change with it. / post-ketsu; sh divergent

"Attached to your neck is a collar that will inject a poison into your jugular vein two days from now. Forcibly removing the device will also trigger the poison. Somewhere on this island is the antidote." His hands reached up to his neck and he felt the cool metal of the collar. "Live or die. Make your choice."

Whether we constantly rejoice in the halls of grace or have never seen the simple pleasure of the world's kindness, there will nevertheless come a time where one-by-one travel we must through the narrow aisles in which we are aided by nothing but the solitary voice in our head that will us on. Though, not everyone everyone has that comfort or mental strength.

Two men are dragged down to the very bottom. Then from there, they dig. UPDATE: Next chapter is going to be delayed due to personal reasons.

She could've messaged him saying something came up, anything— so he could go home and tick it off on his list as an another unsuccessful attempt at love. (shizuo/izaya)

When his past begins to haunt him again after 9 years, Orihara Izaya knows that he doesn't have many benefiting options to select from. "Shizu-chan, I need your help." "You need my what?" Albeit against his morals, Izaya crushes his pride, and... "Protect me. Please." Shizaya. Warnings inside.

A single package of cigarettes captivated them both. Izaya tried smoking because he was bored. Shizuo kept smoking because Izaya messed around and he ended up addicted. Actually, they both did. Shizaya, Yaoi, Rated M because I got my act together and decided that what story doesn't need smut in it?

"I've been thinking about this lately, and had only became more curious after staring at it for the entire afternoon today, but is your hair actually natural?" The question was sudden and seemingly casual and innocent, but for someone like Bakugou, he was everything but casual and innocent. "Yes, Katsuki. My hair is genuine." Todoroki replied, his expression blasé.

This isn't hate, but it's hateful. This isn't lust, but they need it so bad. This can't be love because how could love be so twisted and broken. It's angry and desperate, bittersweet at the best of times but they can't let it go because someday, they might figure out what it is. Slash, Shizaya, One-shot.

because all the violence has to have a hidden meaning.

Izaya is tired, but people keep bothering him. Post-Ketsu. Izaya-centric, Shizaya a bit later.

There are a lot of things Shizuo could say about Izaya's coat, most of them born from years of irritation. By and large, he hates the damn thing, but for every situation, there's a silver lining. Or in this case, a fur trim. Slash, because why not. Rewritten, now with more porn. (I'm trash)

Izaya doesn't understand why Shizuo has become so strange recently. He always knew Shizuo could still surprise him, but this was a whole new level of strange from the blond monster. Shizuo didn't know that messing with Izaya could be so fun, and more importantly how cute Izaya's reactions can be. Featuring a Tsundere!Izaya and a smooth Shizuo who refuses to take no for an answer.

This time I'll be the one to guide you home. Naruto's pov; some angst; recreating the ending; implied slash; more warnings inside

What had gotten into Shizuo? Had the complicated math equations had finally taken a toll on him? Izaya wouldn't be surprised if that was the case. (raijin!days / drabble)

"Let's do this again," Shizuo grunts. The boy in front of him simply stares. "You're Orihara Izaya." Nod. "You're five." Another nod. "You said you found me unconscious on 60th street." Yet another nod. "And you're really five?"

Izaya challenges Shizuo to a snowball fight and it gets blown waaaayyy out of proportion. The result of snow, writers block for my other stories, and an attempt to write something humorous/light-hearted with no angst. Possibly slight OOC Temporarily on hold!

Shizuo promised to kill Izaya many times. Izaya only provoked Shizuo so he would kill him. He only fought back and ran because his pride wouldn't let him die without doing so. Version 1 (Warning: Suicide, suicidal thoughts)

Being open is hard. But marriage means sharing everything. In the end, it's entirely worth the risk.

(Shizaya) Christmas story! * * Shizuo is just walking through Ikebukuro, hoping to find a last minute gift for his dear brother- and meets quite a bunch of familiar people along the way. Akane, Karisawa, Izaya's sisters...- His Christmas could be perfect, celebrating with his brother and all, but what happens, when he stumbles across a very lonely seeming flea instead...? FLUFFY xD

Based off of Izaya's character song 'Katte ni Shiyagare'. Izaya is once again left out of a get together. Deprived of alcohol to self loathe in, he is forced to wander to his favorite bar in Ikebukuro to deal with his troubles.

"Don't think of me as a mere weak lamb waiting to be eaten by the wolf." (-sequel to oneshot: December 24th) / shizuo/izaya

Sasuke is not a morning person. Fluff, SasuNaruSasu.

They don't know how it started, or when it all began, but most of all they don't know why they do this to each other. Shizaya. Rated for adult themes and language.

Simple: Midoriya has a crush on that strawberry shortcake; not so simple: Midoriya is crushing on the same guy another person has been eyeing for days.

– Even for Izaya, a man who'd keep secrets from his own heart, it was hard to keep love suppressed when the object of his longing is right before his eyes, causing word after word to spill out of his mouth. (shizuo/izaya; another ver of my drabble 'Kept Unsaid')

– Some mornings, Shizuo pretends to sleep as Izaya fixes his badly stitched heart just a little bit more, just enough before he leaves.

Izaya noticed the white cuff of Shizuo's sleeve and with a twist of his wrist, he flicked his switchblade open. There was a crease in his forehead when he noticed that Shizuo wasn't actually in his kitchen. Instead, it was the shirt he was wearing.

"Let me in tonight," Izaya outstretched an arm towards Shizuo, all fingers folded except his pinky to convince Shizuo he was speaking the truth, "I promise I'll be good."

Before today, Luffy had no opinion about Eustass Kidd despite being Law's ex-boyfriend because past is past but this is now. And now Luffy hates him. Really hates him. Oh, and there's still Doffy, Law's adoptive father, to be dealt with. Nothing a few cracks of knuckles can't handle.

Levi makes a demand while Erwin is working and the Commander chooses to indulge him. [EruRi] [Oneshot]

Another lonely night, filled with desperation for another soul.

Shizuo's found a way to counterattack during their fights. How will Izaya cope with this new game?

It was unintentional that Shizuo ended up hurting someone he wanted to help, leaving him plagued by his own demons.

The God has fallen for the second time. (Shizuo/Izaya; Shizaya)

A series of short, connected stories based on beautiful cosplay photos by OriSor! I hope you'll like it!

In which Shizuo admires Izaya's perfect features, disappoints him in the sack, and hesitantly admits his true feelings. Some smut followed by sickening amounts of fluff. Shizuo's POV.

The recipe for a relationship: one very no good, very bad, particularly horrendous morning, two burnt fingers, some orange peel, shaved fine, and one irritatingly handsome stranger who clearly doesn't understand the rules of Levi's neatly ordered world. Coffeeshop AU, Erwin/Levi

After being kidnapped, Izaya has a hard time readjusting to life. Luckily, he has a blonde boy friend there to help him along the road of recovery. ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, YAOI, SMUT.

Admitting you want what you have is harder than having what you want.

Honesty isn't always the best policy. Especially when perverted doctors have a hand in it.

So... How often do you two...? Shizaya. M for being PWP.

Little things that make them hot. Shizaya. M for sexual themes.

I'm not wearing your butler outfit.

Izaya his having a tough time getting out of bed. Angst/Fluff.

It's more than just a little cold. Shizaya Fluff!

A better, re-written version. Damn poisonous plants...

"What's your name?" Shizuo questions thoughtfully, and the brunet looks back up at him with a small grin. "Izaya Orihara," he says; pointing towards the opposite end of the cemetery. "My family is buried right over there." ... Dark!fic. AU.

You'd be surprised just how far a heartbreak can go...

I need somebody crazy enough to tell me, "I will love you until we are buried."