#ragecmplx

[youngmenace]

@ragecmplx​ : " i know i'm probably the last person you want to see right now, i just... needed to know if you were okay. " for Masaomi uwu

Odd as it might seem, Masaomi... is somewhat relieved to see Shizuo. And there’s something both a little bit sad and endearing in the awkward way the older man explains himself when he walks into Masaomi’s hospital room.

Not only does it give him insight into who Shizuo is as a person, someone who clearly doesn’t have that many friends and isn’t used to things like this in the first place, but also reassures him that he hasn’t made an enemy of the strongest man in Ikebukuro---perhaps the world. 

From what he does know of Shizuo? Masaomi likes him. He’d like to keep him in his corner if he can, and if that’s as simple as being a friend (the funny friend, the class clown, the bubbly one, something he’s quite experienced with at this point)? That’s no problem. Not at all. Even if there’s a bit of danger in that decision, Masaomi knows he can take a few hits.

Wanting to ease the tension, the mask slips on flawlessly. “Hm? Don’t sweat it, I’ll be alright,” he says with a shrug, like he’s excusing an accidental shove, not... the things Shizuo can do. He grins like the thought never even crossed his mind. “I appreciate you stopping by, Heiwajima-san.”

[hopestored]

@ragecmplx

“shinra is more qualified for this than I am.” it’s a matter of fact. kasuka was an actor, not an underground doctor, the latter being more highly qualified to take care of shizuo’s injuries. but kasuka didn’t mind - as odd a way to bond as this was, it was still bonding. he hadn’t been in shizuo’s presence this long in, well, a long time. “what did you do this time?”

[valuehope]

@ragecmplx​ asked: " So there's no way you're not secretly twelve, right? You're so...tiny. " :3c // you just keep bullying him huh

   “WH- I’m not twelve?” Caught by surprise initially, but then...OH— of course it’s about his height. It’s far from the first time Makoto has heard it, comments here and there ( not malicious or anything, and...well, they’re right, but he knows!— he doesn’t think he needs the reminder ). 

    “Well I know I’m not...THAT tall, but that’s at least a little unfair when you’re way above average, right? I thought at least my face might not look that young...”

[pseudoneiiric]

@ragecmplx​  /  source

[ txt ]: No, of course not. I listened to them, then I saved them. There's a difference.

[ txt ]: But Celty should probably take your phone next time you decide to do something like this. Your drunk singing is great and all, but I don't wanna hear it through a voicemail.

[ txt ]: eh? eh? shizuo-kun... you’re not saying you want to hear me sing in person, are you?

[ txt ]: i’m totally engaged! oh, but maybe celty would agree to doing it all together...?

[ txt ]: hold on! let me ask her!

[trialcmplx]

@ragecmplx​ ♥’d for a starter // ft. sonia nevermind and shizuo heiwajima

Her parents had done extensive research into Hope’s Peak Academy. Not blinded by the promise of freedom the way their daughter was, Anneliese Nordskov and Lars Engstrom were able to dig into the specifics - security being chief among them. Novoselic was a small country, rarely charted on maps, but it was not without its enemies. Multiple attempts had been made on Sonia’s life before; why would they assume she would be safe in another country?

Sonia, however, was comfortable in the knowledge that her own research and her parents’  approval should guarantee her safety. She’s let her guard down, trying to be a normal student at an extraordinary school. Perhaps that’s why she’s oblivious about the presense that’s been following her as she walks towards campus...

[icaruscmplx-a]

so ah. i know its early but i accidentally got sucked into durarara. and by " accidentally got sucked in " i mean " i already have a blog for Shizuo Heiwajima and you can find him at @ragecmplx "

[youngmenace]

@ragecmplx : “You can’t keep doing this. Hell, I can’t keep doing it, either. I’m so tired of your bullshit.” for Izaya 🔪

There are moments where the anger cracks, and through those cracks Izaya can see the human pieces of Shizuo. He doesn't like it, but he can no longer deny them. He spent far too long doing so, and the consequences were devastating. It's a change that's necessary.

Unfortunately, Izaya has never been fond of change.

He would rather be broken, defeated, scared out of his mind, than change his ways. That's one reason why he's never returned to Ikebukuro, but clearly Shizuo has found him anyway. The only thing he can do is rile him up again, the familiarity of this old routine is almost comforting for something so awful and extreme as trying to create a monster. Shizuo... doesn’t react the way that he’s supposed to, though. He doesn’t play his part.

He’s just a person, a human, looking down at Izaya in his wheelchair, and he’s... exhausted.

“Finish it, then,” Izaya replies as the smile drops from his face. The memory of Shizuo’s fist shattering the bones in his arms (dangerously close to his chest, to his heart---) makes him shudder, but he presses on. All he wants is to see unbridled hatred in Shizuo’s eyes, not... not pity, not sympathy, not even apathy. “You threw the first punch---or do you not remember? Finish what you started, Shizuo.”

[youngmenace]

me and kiwi should not have tuppers

[youngmenace]

@ragecmplx​ : "it’s okay. i’ve got you." @ Nikko :)c

“i said i’m fine,“ nikko grumbled, crossing their arms over their chest irritably, but this didn’t do much to hide the slight trembling of their body ever since stepping off the bike. as nice as it was for the black rider to give them a lift (especially after the day they’ve had - seriously, she could never see another yakuza and it’d be too soon), they still couldn’t stand motorcycles.

they’d be fine, just give them a minute.

they weren’t fooling anyone clearly, since shizuo places his hands on their shaking shoulders and attempts to say something reassuring. nikko shoots a glare up at him in response, but it softens almost immediately as they feel themselves start to relax again.

he doesn’t seem bothered by any of this at all. sure, he’s got a hair-trigger temper, but most of the time he’s way more chill than they are. it’s... comforting. he probably doesn’t even know it. still pouting, they lean back into him somewhat like an affectionate dog. “...celty’s cool... still don’t like bikes though.”

[youngmenace]

@ragecmplx​ : “It’s 11am and I’m having an identity crisis, coffee is fun.” for Claire

“You really need coffee to have an identity crisis? Get on my level.” Claire doesn’t appear particularly amused, but she does give Shizuo a little nudge with her elbow, careful not to cause him to spill his coffee. Not that he so much as budges when she does this. 

[pseudoneiiric]

@ragecmplx​​  /  source

[ txt ]: Uh... Yeah, sure.

[ txt ]: Where are you? Why are you even out this late anyway? You know how dangerous it is by now.

[ txt ]: ...i’m by yagiri pharmaceuticals.

she could say more. but she never chooses to. the concern shizuo expresses for her is noted, but ultimately goes unremarked upon.

[youngmenace]

@ragecmplx​ : “listen, asshole. i’m gonna carry you home whether you like it or not. you’re not in any condition to get there yourself.” annnddd for Izaya lmao

“I said, don’t touch me.”

Izaya is not fond of repeating himself, but frankly words are (and always have been) his best defense. He does not need----He does not want Shizuo’s kindness. In fact, he’d like it much better if he’d take the initiative and end it himself.

Not that Izaya wants to die, far from it, but at the very least the rest of the world might see Shizuo as Izaya does: Just another monster.

In this twist, Izaya is the one behaving like a cornered animal. For all the pain it causes him, he’s still clutching his switchblade in preparation to attack, and his eyes are narrowed into a death glare, otherwise pretty face contorted into a scowl. He doesn’t know what exactly he’ll do if Shizuo approaches him. Blades are nothing to the strongest man in Tokyo, neither are fists or teeth (especially in his weakened state). Perhaps he could cry out and capture the attention of an innocent passerby, but really... who would take a stand against the mighty Shizuo Heiwajima? Not even his own friends.

There’s nothing for him. There’s nobody for him. 

“Actually, why don’t you just finish me off instead?”

[youngmenace]

@ragecmplx​ : " i paid the hospital bills. it was the least i could do. " for Yoshi!!

“Oh - you didn’t have to do that!“ The unspoken apology in Shizuo’s words takes him by surprise, and not just because the confusion from his concussion hadn’t quite faded yet. Yoshimune can tell he’s not a malicious person, not generally at least, and... when has holding a grudge against Shizuo Heiwajima done anyone any good? “Thank you! Uh, there’s no hard feelings or anything... you know?”

[hopestored]

@ragecmplx​ 

“you didn’t finish it? has it finally happened - do you no longer like my sweets? I have to retire in shame.”

[youngmenace]

in the distance u can hear me, punting kiwi into the sun

[hopestored]

@ragecmplx​ i love u so u get two starters ;)

“it’s a surprise to see you here, shizuo.” it wasn’t their first encounter, though they were certainly becoming more frequent, now that the awakasu-kai were paying close attention to the dollars. “destroying public property again?”