#happy birthday izaya

[i-love-izaya-orihara]

Happy birthday to my favourite flea!

(I have no idea who this animation belongs to, so if someone knows, please tell me.)

[gemini-twinz]

I forgor to post this on tumblr!

Happy birthday to Izaya from 2077 :) Based on my DRRR Cyberpunk 2077 AU (more about that later)

[ghost-of-ikebukuro]

Happy birthday Izaya!

I finally finished this, thank you to everyone who waited patiently, and everyone who read and enjoyed this

[oneciro]

Izaya /?

[whomstwhowhat]

Happy Birthday Izaya!!!!

May u continue to be a smug ass rat bastard

[icestar-74]

Happy Birthday ya Flea Bag

"Bout time you showed up. You're late, such a surprise. Late seems to be your thing these days." Izaya smiled at Shizuo.

Shizuo stood holding a lunch for Izaya. "Cmon Flea. This is stupid! How long do I have to keep apologizing?"

Izaya smirked. "I don't know Shizu-chan. How long have we been together? Wishing me a happy birthday shouldn't be hard."

"Ugh!" Shizuo groaned. "You're just being a brat!"

Izaya shrugged "If that's how you feel about it then I guess you're just going have to keep up the apologies."

"Are you serious!? I told you that morning! It's been days and you're still mad about it!?" Shizuo couldn't believe it. I mean he could but still.

Izaya only smiled. "Yes."

"Izaya please." Shizuo sat the tray down and moved towards Izaya. "Please. I'll make sure to get it right next year. This is just torture."

Izaya cocked a brow. "What are you doing?"

Shizuo ignored him and forced himself onto the couch, moving Izaya over to wrap himself around the smaller man's waist.

"Oh this just isn't fair. You know I can't stay mad at you when you get like this. All clingy and annoying." Izaya grumbled.

"Shuddup." Shizuo grumbled into his stomach. "Just forgive me already."

"Fine you big idiot." Izaya sighed and ran a hand through the blonde locks in his lap. "But next year if you don't say it AT midnight I'll make you grovel for a whole week."

Shizuo smiled and moved to get in Izaya's lap. "Yeah yeah ya drama queen." He kissed Izaya's ear. "You're lucky I love you."

Izaya giggled "Stop stop stop. I already forgave you!"

Shizuo grinned against his cheek. "Yeah so? Maybe I'm not done celebrating."

Izaya only continued to giggle. "I swear you're insatiable."

"Happy birthday, again, idiot flea."

[fleabrainedmania]

Happy birthday to everyone's favorite flea!!

[aka-tsubaki]

Izaya gets a bday cake

Source from a show I have not seen

[hallucxnating]

A silly little izaya for a silly little friend's birthday

[tickles-tea]

Glass

Happy birthday to my number one, the light of my life, and the cause of the low numbers currently in my bank account ❤️ This fic is a little different from my usual writing but I really wanted to put something out for Izaya’s birthday so I hope you all enjoy ;u;

Shizuo used to hate Izaya’s laugh.

It was like glass shattering into a shower of sharp edges and unapologetic cruelty, every broken piece expertly aimed to hurt. It dripped in a poison so potent Shizuo could taste it- that vicious cocktail of cyanide and deception. That deception was what made it so bitter, Shizuo was sure.

Because at its core, Izaya’s laugh was completely and undeniably fake.

For all of Izaya’s smirks and snickers, not once did that glee ever reach his eyes. Every smile perfectly fixed in place, every laugh rehearsed and performed, all coming together to form the mask of Izaya Orihara.

As the years passed, Shizuo began to believe that perhaps there was no face behind that mask at all. 

It wasn’t until they’d begun their…situationship…that this belief was brought into question. 

In the darkness of night, hidden between tangled sheets and heated flesh, he found ghosts of sincerity in that mask.

He saw longing in those clever eyes, pupils blown wide with desire and desperation. He tasted restraint on Izaya’s lips where the other would try his damnedest to stay quiet, where he would bite into his own skin to conceal any noise that wasn’t artificial. 

Izaya’s mask cracked during those nights and, with it, Shizuo did too.

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise that the thing that finally shattered him was that same glass-crackle laugh.

Shizuo’s touches had grown softer. Bites were replaced by kisses, black and blue flesh making way for goosebumps over pale skin. He had started to explore instead of devouring.

All it took was one wandering hand brushing a little too lightly over Izaya’s thigh to reveal something Shizuo hadn’t known he was looking for. 

A giggle- sweet and bright and genuine and everything Shizuo had thought Izaya to be incapable of. 

Another crack in the mask had formed and Shizuo desperately needed to see what was behind it. 

His hands were his pickaxe as he chipped at its jagged edges. Spidering fingers climbing up a slender rib cage caused Izaya’s face to scrunch up in a wide toothy grin. Thumbs drilling into the hollows under his arms broke the dam and released a flood of helpless laughter. Despite coming from the same vocal cords, this laugh was so different from the one Shizuo was used to.

If Izaya’s usual mirth was a splintered mirror, this was a stained glass window. Bright, colorful, and refracting beauty like true laughter should. This frantic cackling, irregular and imperfect, was the truest reflection he’d seen of who Izaya could be if he allowed himself to. 

Shizuo knew of crystal clear lakes that played tricks on your eyes, with water so pure that you could see the very bottom without realizing how deep it truly was. He knew, and yet he still drowned in Izaya’s laugh. He let it fill his lungs with each breath and huff of amusement, drinking it all in. It was intoxicating.

It was surprising for Shizuo Heiwajima to willingly dive into the depths of Izaya Orihara. If anyone were to even fathom the idea, they'd be silenced by others for their own safety. Retribution would surely come for them at the hands of either man. However, the thought that Izaya would welcome him in- keeping his hands gripped around Shizuo’s wrists instead of the handle of a blade -was almost unimaginable.

Shizuo had learned that things aren't always as they seemed with Izaya, though. He’d learned that behind those fierce eyes and acidic grins hid a smile so honest that it made Shizuo’s heart clench. If he could believe this impossible reality, was it really so far fetched to think that one day that mask would shatter like glass? Was it foolish to think that Izaya might one day raise one elegant hand and remove it entirely? 

One couldn’t know for sure, but sitting here surrounded by the sugar and sincerity of Izaya’s laughter…Shizuo couldn’t wait to find out. 

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Concept:

It's May 4th and Shinra has been talking about his plans to marathon Star Wars with Celty. He isn't particularly interested in the series but Celty is intrigued by aliens and all. Izaya is annoyed. Of course Shinra, as usual, only cares about Celty. It still makes him feel gloomy though, it's not like Shinra ever forgot his birthday before.

He gets even more annoyed when Shinra calls him for a favor. Why should he care if Shinra forgot a few things at the store? But it's fine, whatever, it's not like he has anything better to do. Even his own sisters didn't bother to send him his birthday death threat.

Shinra told him to let himself in. He doesn't know why all the lights are off. He huffs and turns them on all just to be bombarded by a chaotic mess of "Happy Birthday" wishes and a camera flash in his face.

He doesn't know what to say or how to react. He sees Shinra, Celty, his sisters, Kyohei and the van gang, Simon was there. He wants to get mad, how dare he be fooled like this. In truth, he doesn't even know how to feel about it.

You see, his self-worth is so low that he can't understand, people do care about him.

[i-love-izaya-orihara]

Happy birthday, you little bastard. ♥️ 🎊

[izayakyun]

Happy birthday, Izaya <3 5/4/23

[izamationbroker]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Durarara!! Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Heiwajima Shizuo & Orihara Izaya Characters: Orihara Izaya, Heiwajima Shizuo Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, alternate ketsu outcome, Major Character Injury, severe spinal injury, Paralysis, Body Horror, Psychological Horror, Permanent Injury, spine injury, Paraplegia, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Summary:

“That monster…”

Right through the reinforced concrete floor, that’s where Shizu-chan had gone while Izaya was distracted by Celty. How could even he have possibly done so while at the mercy of the asphyxiation Izaya had rendered upon him?

Izaya didn’t have time to wonder as the unfinished structure of the building began to sway, forcing him to grasp the beam beside him. Was that brute really trying to shake him down like some kind of fruit from a tree? The forceful rocking swept Izaya’s feet out from under him, and before he knew it he was falling. He twisted in the air, searching for something to catch his fall. Far below him, he caught a glimpse of Shizu-chan. What was he doing? Dragging some kind of rebar? Surely the brute knew the fall would kill him if he didn’t catch himself first. Why was he hefting that thing up like a—

Oh shi—

Before Izaya could finish his thought, Shizuo swung the rebar and everything went black.

Or: What might happen if Izaya's initial spinal injury sustained during Ketsu was a lot worse than in canon...

[nibbles7192]

I CAN'T BELIEVE NEW OFFICIAL ART OF IZAYA DROPPED ON MY BIRTHDAY!! PLUS AN ANNOUNCEMENT OF MERCH!! That's crazy this was for ME SPECIFICALLY <- Delulu allowed it's my 22nd birthday!!

Link to the original post here - mark my words I WILL get the Izaya track jacket... It even has his initials on it, aaaa!!

I just wish the colors of the art matched the real track jacket better--

[callowcadet]

happy anniversary of izaya getting stabbed!!! that's the only important thing that happened today i think