PARONOMASIA

Private. Selective Shizuo Heiwajima.

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nyanzaya:

(🐈) Iza’s quiet, ears turn down when Shizuo places his hand on his head and pets him. There was a silence between them, and Shizuo spoke. What did that mean? Was he already crazy? Did he find his center? It was hard to say. Iza was silent, inaudible purrs rumbled in his chest. “Just take me home. I’m tired.”

    Shizuo sighs softly, and without much to offer in words, he glides his hand downwards. Taking Iza’s face between his fingers was a gentle action--mouth kept shut and eyes narrowed. “Under the kotatsu, where it’s warm and safe.” Shizuo says then, keeping his voice leveled. Despite his frustrations of being unable to find Iza, he was quite pleased to see that Iza was truly in no harm. 

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"Shizu-chan what's my best physical feature?" ((Kittu has to know so he can flaunt it in front of shizuo all the time though im sure he already does))

  “. . .” What a weird question to ask. Shizuo looks thoughtful, before fingers snap and he nods. “All of it.”

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  Perhaps Shizuo could simply bypass rage, the urge often heavy in mind. Regardless, he’s pride himself in understanding if the Flea didn’t bother him, he wouldn’t bother the Flea. Yet, the stench makes his stomach curl and fingers clench, he simply exhales and resumes his order of sushi. 

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  “It’s not that heavy,” Shizuo says before the other can speak. Surely, the normal human wouldn’t be able to lift a six pound wooden table without help--but Shizuo wasn’t quite normal.

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perspextivexx:

It wasn’t even her fault the bitch had started to whine and cry before running off to the boyfriend she had. Briar had bumped into her on accident while talking with Shizuo, causing the girl to spill some sort of decaf tea whatever on her shirt. She did the polite thing and offered to pay to clean it after apologizing.. But then the chick had to go on and throw the rest of it in her face. So, quite annoyed, she told her to fuck off.

Then the boyfriend came. Briar knew she would be able to take him, but, she noticed that the guy wasn’t paying attention to her and was going to fight Shizuo. The girl had come back and was threatening her. Something about being sued, going to be really dirt poor but she already was, etc. Honestly she was more focused on her friend’s grip on her, watching the anger boil in his eyes.

It was a quick reflex, Shizuo grabbing the guy’s hand. She hadn’t being paying attention to him, only Shizuo. As the boyfriend was sent flying, Briar glanced at the girl, who was looking at Shizuo like he had grown another head. She smiled, letting her killer gaze flash in her eyes, before punching the girl hard in the shoulder so she would run away. As she did.

“I’m fine. Just, soaked. And annoyed.” Briar replied, turning back to her companion. “Although a little amused that he went immediately to fight you cause she said to beat up my boyfriend. Who doesn’t exist.” She chuckled, a smile on her face. “You okay?”

     “I’m fine.” Shizuo was already calming, anger rolling off him like water. He reaches for a cigarette, a sigh escaping his throat even as he lights the end, focused on the fire flicking before his gaze moves back to Briar, chin lifted in motion as he speaks up again;

     “Probably thought I was your boyfriend.” The comment is offhand, amusement making way to his tone as a sheepish grin touches his face. “I’m a bit too old to be your boyfriend, can’t say I ain’t flattered.” To think he looked young enough--yet, he was fairly sure even then, the thought of being someone’s boyfriend was far fetched and more like a dream than reality.

  Blowing out a heavy air of smoke, Shizuo turns his head and grumbles. “I forgot what we were doin’ already. Sorry.” It was a honest truth, the rage blocked all common sense and sometimes prior activities were fuzzy until he was reminded.

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inhumansanguine:

“So the normal then it is people from work or—?”

She trails off and takes piece of her own munching on it quietly. There was one person she knew of that got on his nerves constantly but hopefully it was just the people he was tasked to get money from

    “From work.” Shizuo sounds almost grateful; if not for the irritation thick in tone and brows furrowing as he says those words. Hardly, did he get an easy day--most ho got loans were doing so to encourage nasty habits or seeking love from woman who only gave them thirty minutes of time. “Just glad I haven’t seen him around.”

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nyanzaya:

(🐈) Iza gave a hum at his words. “Alright, but you have to carry me. I deserve to be pampered if you are going to make me take a bath while we are in there.” He wasn’t trying to complain. It only make sense to be pampered, since after all if Iza got scared of the water he would end up scratching Shizuo. The best thing that could happen was to be coaxed into the water. That would make everything go smoothly.

    “It would make us less messy.” Shizuo offers, as if it was going to make it any better. He knew there was little to be done by convincing Iza the water was a safe place to be cleaned--and surely, Iza’s tongue was akin to a cats, but human skin contained oils and dirty that Shizuo was fairly sure would only be half cleaned by licking. “I will.” He arches then, hands tucking beneath the feline as he hoists him upwards.

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nyanzaya:

(🐈) He’s going to cling onto Shizuo in a casual way, as if he lost the man a few minutes ago. Iza knew Shizuo was next to him the whole time. He had to let people know that he loves his boyfriend. “There you are! I thought I lost you Shizu-chan. The Ferris wheel is going to be so fun I love being up high. I wasn’t nagging either I was suggesting Shizu-chan. The Ferris wheel Shizu-chan! Why must this line be so long?”

       “I don’t know, you kept going on and on--” Thus, Shizuo concluded it to be nagging. The persistence wasn’t bothersome, yet it could only truly be considered so if Iza was someone else. While Iza clung to him, the blond allows a palm to press against the feline’s mass of black hair, fingers scrape against his scalp in motion to calm the hyperactive male. “I don’t know.” He then offers, not answering the question to full honesty nor acknowledging the comment about his love of heights [something he knew if Iza’s love for riding his shoulders would indicate]. 

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chaoticeternity:

“Didn’t think you were somone looking for miracles, you don’t exactly look like a religious man, Shizu-chan.“

   “Atleast I don’t claim to be a God, hah?”

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nyanzaya:

(🐈) “I love my boyfriend! Wherever he is...”

 “I’ve been next to you for three hours Iza...we’re in line to ride that ferris wheel you kept nagging me about.”

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chaoticeternity:

“Well, I wouldn’t want to die on my birthday, Shizu-chan. Someone thinks it may be cool and be just like Shakespeare, but it’s my hope to live longer!”

“Tch, my hopes for you to drop dead. Looks like we’re gonna have to keep hoping for miracles then Flea.”

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  “It’s the Flea’s birthday and yet, I still haven’t killed him.”

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sunsetbroker:

“Is this how brutes communicate?”

  “It’s I’ll fucking kill you, in Japanese.” 

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Honestly, my muse is hella active--like for a thing?? I have an older starter call I will get to those too, but please like this one too!

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