Voice of whispers can be a spoken language of all culture. Words could be used for communication. But why whisper? Why should you murmur the words under your breaths? There shouldn't be a reason that you should. Why do people, no, why do any humans speak such a way. I wonder, I always wonder. There's too many mystery in this world that always makes me nosy and I constantly love to pry into peoples' businesses. It is, after all, my job as an informant. I must learn to attain knowledge, and enlighten those who want that info.
"Wait, wait! What are you doing?!"
I sometimes wonder myself why people want this useless knowledge. For example, as o
Warning!!: contains sexual theme (a bit over mild but not too much) and language.
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This wasn't part of the plan. How did everything just suddenly go wrong? It wasn't supposed to be like this from the moment I first made contact with him. Damn Shizuo and his unpredictable movements, and its getting the best of me. Here I thought I knew him enough to handle what's about to come from the moment I touch his face. The fist move I made to stir our fate when I glided my tongue across his bleeding face. I knew it was going to be a huge turn of event when he cou
WARNING!: sexual theme(above mild, but not too much), and language(because of Shizuo's foul mouth) xD
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Am I a sinner to do these things that a man shouldn't do? Why am I like this? I question myself, trying to find my answers. And as I question myself these things, he stops me from my wanting. Half daze, half sane, as my eyes are filled with desire, he grabs my hand and led me into an apartment room I don't recognize. I didn't care at that moment, because I was right back where I started again when I push him against the door, and closing it with his ba
WARNING!!!: Sexual Theme (above mild, but not too much)/ Language: because of Shizuo's foul mouth. xD
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It's starting to become a routine for me. In the mornings, I meet up with Tom. In the Afternoon, chase Izaya down. At night, I talk to him as if he was another person. Then again it was morning, afternoon, and night. Izaya, Izaya, Izaya! No matter what I do, I at least once stumble upon face to face with that guy. I don't know if it's me who's doing this on purpose just to see him or it's the other way around. And every time I do, a stir of emotion beat
WARNING: Sexual Themes (above mild)/Language(because of Shizuo's foul mouth)xD
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The tingling sensation raises the hair on my arms as his cold fingers trace itself across my bare skin. His hands wrapping itself around the collar of my throat, and firmly hold me closer as he pulls me nearer to his face, to his lips. I feel the tip of his nose gliding itself along my collar bone, up my neck, to my ear, as it sends sudden wave of shivers. I hear a low hum of excitement in his voice as he senses my reaction to his touch, and it was chillingly pleasing to my ears. My
Durarara: Obsession Ch. 3 by FallenMoon94, literature
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Durarara: Obsession Ch. 3
"Shut the hell up for one minute will you!" I yell at Izaya.
Ugh, I hate this. I thought while pinching the bridge of my nose. This guy enrages me to the core, and I want to badly smack that smile off of his face.
What's happening to me? I'm not usually this hesitant on killing him, and now here's my chance. Then why am I hesitating? Something seems to stop me from connecting my fist to his face when I realize what it was. It was as if my conclusion to my madness has been solved.
"It's because I'm curious." I mumbled low enough so he wouldn't hear me.
I hear him sigh.
"And here I thought," Izaya said, startling me. "Something interesting
MultiPersonality Disorder EPILOGUE by Akaimutsuki, literature
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MultiPersonality Disorder EPILOGUE
Epilogue is finally out – I'll be away for a week, so sorry if I don't respond to any messages or such ^^ When I get back, I plan to work on Tenshi High's Evil Buchou! And I'll also work on MR1MK1… sadly, I might also drop The World Ends With You: Bleach >< Well then, please enjoy the happy ending to MPD
MPD: MultiPersonality Disorder
EPILOGUE
Izaya stretched his arms and sighed when he felt emptiness on the other side of the kind sized bed. He sat up and scratched the back of his head, frowning. "Today was Shizu-chan's day off…"
The smell of pancakes caught his attention and he perked up, tip toeing over to the bedroom doo