#shizaya

a bunch of (mostly aci) izayas from my twitter

Once, Izaya read an article about 40 000 years old flute pieces found at Hohle Fels in Germany, carved from the hollow wing bone of a vulture, and he laughed, spinning in his chair until the whole world was a blur, imagining himself carving the city’s bones in a similar way, for someone else to breathe into, waiting for the song of it.

The article suggested that music might have been the strategic advantage then-humans had over later extinct Neanderthals, and it made sense to Izaya, that bones could be weapons.

Finally finished this thing that’s been waiting in my wip folder for months now. A small tribute to lie me to sleepby@onewhodiedyoung. Thanks for rewriting my entire dna

waht the deer doing

i like it when shizaya fics basically go

the boys go on a date

scary boyfriend