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“501, 502, 503, 504, 505-” Your nerves were at the brink of exploding. Then again, prison wasn’t exactly a place to calm ones nerves. The stench of manly body odor wafted down the halls. The fluorescent lights drained all life and color from the facility. Obscenities were shouted at you as you casually strolled down the hallways into your dinky, little office. But, nothing could top watching Izaya Orihara in solitary confinement. Absolutely nothing. You always knew he was up to no good. Every little thing he did was part of a bigger picture, a scheme that always unfolded one step ahead of the police. So, turning himself

Izaya x Reader “Damm your eyes.” “I can do what i want, I’m in complete control. That’s what I tell myself.” Izaya looked at his computer’s screen and sighed, his eyes wandering from one picture to another. They all depicted one person. You. “I’ve got a mind of my own, I’ll be alright alone.” A month ago, he saw you on the street while you were talking to Simon. And that was it. He fell in love. “I don’t need anybody else.” Two days later he knew everything there was to know about you. Your name, where you lived, which school you attended. He knew who y

✄●✄●✄ "you're still mine, you know." ✄●✄●✄ Izaya was always staging scenarios, creating situations that didn't really need created, stirring up dangerous amounts of trouble in the real world, and just laughing as it all carried out.  All he was was curious; he wanted to see how this affected this, or that affected that.  Just experimenting, like a scientist. You were, you supposed, just an experiment too.  At least, that's how it was at first. Everything went according to his plan: you got attached, he didn't.  He was able to manipulate you easily without any feeling of guilt.  

You were a daughter of (princess/good Disney character) and a student at Auradon Prep. You loved walking through the gardens at the school, and smelling all the flowers. Today, though, something was different. You could hear someone shouting in the distance and the sound of barking. "Dude, come back! You need to get a bath!" you heard a boy yelling. Before you knew it, a shaggy brown dog came running at you and knocked you over. You groan in pain when you feel your back hit the hard ground. When you open your eyes, still laying on the ground, you see a boy staring down at you in concern. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! Dude here just hates baths

Today, Ryan Potter (Hiro) turns 20! So, in honor of his birthday, here's a Hiro one-shot! Today was a super special day. Today your boyfriend, Hiro, turns 20. You had been planning a surprise for almost two weeks now, and got all your friends, Aunt Cass, and Baymax in on it. The plan was to have Honey Lemon and Go Go stall Hiro at SFIT and say they were working on a project and needed help. Thankfully, students worked on their projects on the weekends, too, so it being a Saturday wasn't going to be a problem. You rushed into the Lucky Cat Cafe, your arms stuffed with decorations. The cafe was closed until everything was ready, and then Aunt

I Hate Valentines Day Today, you were in an even worse mood than the usual bad mood. Why, you ask? Because It was valentines day! The day most people looked forward to, but also the day you found the most annoying. Why, again, you ask? Because you just saw it as another day, while everyone else made such a big fuss about it. It's not that you hated the idea of love.. You just hated the idea of being bombarded with flowers. I mean, where are the chocolates?! So there you were, sitting in your usual spot in End Class, not paying to attention to anything the giant yellow octopus had to say. You were too distracted at the mountain of sweets pil

Faint rays of the morning sun streamed through the vaguely-opened windows of the 3-E classroom, allowing the fresh breeze to flow into the otherwise stuffy classroom. A gentle smile made its way onto your face as you took in a deep breath of the crisp morning air that was faintly redolent of wet leaves and mildew while you placed your bag down on your desk. Just then, you heard the light sound of pages being turned and your head immediately snapped towards the source of the abrupt disturbance. Your eyes widened slightly in surprise when you caught the sight of your class’ infamous redhead sitting at his desk in the back of the class, h

A groan erupted from you as you failed to grab the book that was located on the highest shelf of one of the bookshelves in the castle’s library. You puffed your cheeks out in exasperation but you continued to stand on your tip toes, jump, reach your arm as far as you could and several other ways that you could have thought of to get the book. Just as you were about to spring into another jump with your arm outstretched towards the high shelf, you saw someone else reached out and pulled the book from the shelf with as much ease as one would have when plucking a fragile flower. You swiftly turned around to see who had retrieved the book