This Time I Haven't Got Context For P2 But I Wish I Did Because Gh - Blog Posts

reblog drrr shizaya pathologic izaya orihara shizuo heiwajima shigaeru aaaaaaaaaaaaaa this is so tender i can't this time i haven't got context for p2 but i wish i did because gh th th the dialogue sounds so pretty and agh i've thought about bachelor!izaya grappling with the fact that he's just a scary clown doll based on p1 but thiiiiis shizuo gently taking in izaya's non resistant (and is that trembling with some blood on it) hand?? um um shizuo's furrowed brows they're very endearing izaya's worn expressions and body language have him looking so so brittle the most ever the way shizuo cradles izaya's hand in the most gentlest grasp and it just curls in on itself oh yeah i love the shape of your hands here so much and the flow of each of the shots and dialogue without actual panels ughuuuhhhghgh i adore this with my entire being anyways whoops i maxed out the tags for the last post so now i'm dumping the rest of my thoughts on the au as a whole (based on p1) here i just loooove the whole set-up with the town and whatever is going on between the bachelor and haruspex i had too many thoughts bachelor!izaya in way over his head trying to find immortality or whatever in this silly little town getting clowned right back on by the locals as they make his job impossible and really tax his patience for all of humanity then there's the dangerous weirdo who seems to be going around killing people and works in folksy methods actually idk how you'd characterise him on that front but either way izaya doesn't get him so you know the drill meanwhile haruspex!shizuo is just there's a lot i can't put into words at the moment but you were right the parallels are so there oynon... flea i've read a few of their exchanges with each other and they're amazing hsdhsdgh i'm invested in the characters themselves now too now allow me to suggest the boys committing crimes and breaking the other out of prison yyyeaahhhh i am in desperate need are you still thinking about writing this ever because oh boy would i read it