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[activeshipper]

Yuno: That’s ridiculous, Charmy doesn’t have a crush on me !

Asta: Yes she does

Yami: Yes she does

Noelle: Yes she does

Charmy: Yes I do

[omoshiro-kunai]

I’m noticing a pattern of unstable assholes who I’m in love with

[artandanimetrash]

JeJe: On a scale of one to ten, how much do you care about me?

Mikuni: I'd say a solid 8.5.

Tsurugi: What about me, Kuni-chan~

Mikuni: Negative 3.

[artandanimetrash]

Kuro: We should probably have some adult supervision.

Tsurugi: We are adults.

Tsurugi: We’re the adult supervisionists.

Mahiru, quietly and in distress: Tsurugi, no -

[kawaii-potato-333]

Ships

I’m that small percentage that ships yuu x shinoa, shizuo x vorona, and izaya x namie

[artandanimetrash]

Yes!!

[durarara-incorrectquotes]

(Izaya): this is the worst birthday ever!

(Namie): is it because you were poisoned?

(Izaya): no, it’s because it’s a little humi- YES IT’S BECAUSE I WAS POISONED!

[durarara-incorrectquotes]

(Izaya): namie you’re in charge while I’m away.

(Namie): alright, I’m your woman.

(Izaya): don’t yell at anyone.

(Namie): I’m kinda your woman.

(Izaya): and smile.

(Namie): you need another women.

[shizuos]

Pairing: Izaya/Namie Theme: “why did you come back?”

“Well, well, well…”

Giving a smirk, Izaya looked up to see the brown haired woman standing in his doorway, fingers curled around the handle of the suitcase, purse in her arm. She donned a trench coat, in favor of her normal lab coat, but her red and green attire still remained the same.

“If I recall,” Izaya purred, staying still and watching Namie approach him after closing the door, “you had left Japan to work at Nebula in Chicago, no? What brings you back?”

She neglected to answer. Slippered feet carried her around Izaya’s wheelchair and though the sudden jolt in movement caused pain to ricochet through his body, he did note that Namie, to some extent, minimized that pain.

“I’ve set up appointments starting tomorrow for physical therapy,” she said and wheeled him into the kitchen. Izaya’s lips pursed into a frown as he watched her begin to bustle around, tongue clicking at how poorly stocked his new kitchen was. She looked over. “No wonder you look terrible.”

“How kind of you to say.”

Izaya’s arms moved slowly, pain jolting up and down his limbs, until he was able to lace his fingers together, looking up at her. “Namie-san, answer my question.”

“No one’s heard from you,” she said instead, retrieving a sandwich from her bag and unwrapping it. Pulling up a chair, Namie took a seat by him and offered him the food.

“You’ve been back to Ikebukuro?”

“Yes.”

“And then you found me?”

“Yes.”

Regarding her warily, Izaya turned away. It was rather clear why she came back and Izaya didn’t like it; she didn’t have any other reason and he didn’t think she was capable of having any sort of emotion for anyone except Seiji, unless it was anger or disgust.

She’s pitying me, isn’t she?

Well, I suppose that’s a new emotion she’s capable of.

“Namie-san,” he said again quietly. “Tell me why you’re here.”

Giving a sigh, Namie stood and retrieved a water bottle, opening it and offering it instead.

“What can I say? No one pays as well for as little work as you do.”

[durarara-incorrectquotes]

(Namie): you’re cute. But selfish and narcissistic to the point of near delusion.

(Izaya): ……….she called me cute.

[enokida-deactivated20180501]

Masaomi: Help me with this crossword puzzle. I need a five-letter word for “disappointment.” Namie: Izaya Izaya: Namie Namie: … Izaya: … Masaomi: … They fit.

[durarara-incorrectquotes]

(Namie): I’m going to the store. Want anything?

(Izaya): all my enemies dead and out of my life.

(Namie): yeah I have like 20 dollars.

[heiwajimashizuo]

Namie clocked out and left izaya to be a lonely loser with his hot pot

[artandanimetrash]

Which episode is this?

[artandanimetrash]

Happy Birthday, my Baby Boy!! Art does not belong to me, if you know who does own, please tell me so I can credit it.

[mundocg]

Amnesia World

Second World

[eori-namo]

in the language of flowers, orange roses mean “confession of first love” and blue roses mean “impossible” , so

“Good bye, my first love”.

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“No, dear, ray, don’t let me go away from you!

I want to be with you”

Another flower meaning of blue roses is “a miracle”

[arashi-chan12]

*reads description*

Nope.

*Get’s up from chair*

Nope. Nope. Nope.

*throws hands up and leaves*

FUCKIN NOPEEEEEEE

*cries and dies a little more inside*

[anime-closet-fan]

There are 4 types of phantom…

[myetie-deactivated20190217]

RFA Holiday Party (Hosted by 707)! What to Expect: A bunch of stuff that doesn’t make sense • • •

I hope everyone enjoyed their holidays ^__^ ♥ I really had fun drawing these! I tried to add more details because it’s like a holiday special for me :D Let’s look forward to the New Year! Best wishes for everyone!

Before someone complains to me (again) about how V is blind and stuff – let’s just base this entire post off of this:

Let V live and have fun! Even if it’s just for the holidays!