Original prompt on the kink meme that inspired this:
It has been reported that some victims of rape, during the act, will retract into a world of fantasy from which they can't wake up. In this catatonic state , the victim lived in a world just like their normal one, except they weren't being raped. the mind of the victim would often try to wake up the victim by leaving hints around their world to help them realize they were asleep. Sometimes, even after the victim knew what was going on they still refused to WAKE UP.
Do somthing creative with that creepypasta, prefurably Shizaya. :D
Disclaimers:
Durarara! and its characters do not belong to me. I merely exploit them for my own fun.
Author's Note:
This piece of fanfiction will eventually include a homosexual relationship, so if that offends you I would highly suggest that you read something else. There will be a great deal of psychological and sociological talk, and I like to mess with people's heads, so consider this a warning ahead of time. Also, because Izaya is the protagonist, there will be a lot of blasphemous megalomania, but that's the reason why we love him anyway.
Die Traumdeutung is a book written by the psychoanalyst Sigmund Freud. Translating from German to English, the title means "the interpretation of dreams".
IKEBUKURO WEST EXIT FIVE-WAY INTERSECTION
Although he claims to love all humans, he is not exempt from the small fault of favouritism.
The humans of Ikebukuro are by far the most entertaining playthings. Perhaps it is because he grew up and then made a name there. Or perhaps it is because many different things filter in and out on a daily basis. Or perhaps it is because interesting people permanently inhabit the place toward which he feels this fond attachment.
Whatever the reason, he will always feel the urge to return and play with the special type of humans in Ikebukuro. And they are special. Ikebukuro's unusual environment automatically lends some of its extraordinariness to the individuals that interact with it.
Ikebukuro is a unique place indeed – so unique, that outsiders wonder whether or not the bizarre events they witness there are real. He finds it amusing how the humans of Ikebukuro are accustomed to things that every other human finds shocking. Even urban legends like the Headless Rider are no longer completely veiled in mystery.
But because of this desensitization, the humans of Ikebukuro are slowly losing their ability to be surprised. It makes him want to do more things to them, to push and push and push until the threshold of tolerance topples. It will be terrible if his beloved humans forget the element of surprise, right? Therefore, he will take upon himself the responsibility to keep surprising and toying with the exceptionally entertaining humans he favours and loves.
And so, he will never truly leave Ikebukuro in order to uphold this sacred duty.
Kanra-san has just joined the chat.
Kanra
Helloooo everybody~ Kanra-chan has arrived!
Kanra
Oh? Nobody's here yet!
Kanra
How sad… I'm all alone!
Tanaka Taro-san has just joined the chat.
Tanaka Taro
Good evening.
Kanra
Hurray, somebody to talk with!
Tanaka Taro
Oh, Kanra-san, you were the only one here?
Kanra
Yes, and it was so very lonely. (*´ο`*)=3
Setton-san has just joined the chat.
Setton
Good evening.
Tanaka Taro
Good evening Setton-san!
Kanra
Evening~
Setton
How has everyone been lately?
Tanaka Taro
Fine, thank you. How about you?
Setton
Everything has been pretty good.
Kanra
Lucky~ I've been so bored lately…
Tanaka Taro
Ah, that's too bad.
Kanra
But there have been some interesting things recently!
Kanra
Say, what do you guys think about the strange incidents happening in Ikebukuro?
Setton
Do you mean the disappearances?
Tanaka Taro
Oh, people have been talking about that on the news a lot.
Kanra
Yeeeep! So scary, so scary~
Setton
It's so strange how the missing people come back after a few days.
Kanra
But that isn't the strangest part!
Tanaka Taro
It isn't? What do you mean?
Kanra
The people who come back don't seem like themselves.
Kanra
It's as if their personalities are stripped away.
Kanra
Only an apathetic shell of a person is left behind.
Setton
That's awful.
Tanaka Taro
That's actually pretty scary.
Kanra
I know right? Ahhhhh so frightening!
Kanra
Protect Kanra-chan from danger, Taro-kun! Kyaa~ \o/
Tanaka Taro
Eh? ∑(O_O；)
Kanra
Oh I have to go now.
Kanra
Try not to miss me too much!
Setton
Have a nice evening.
Tanaka Taro
See you next time, Kanra-san.
Kanra
Byebii~
Kanra-san has just left the chat.
Izaya closed the chat window and sighed melodramatically. "Namie… I am very, very bored," he stated with utmost solemnity.
"Ran out of humans to torment and lives to ruin?" was the dry response he expected.
"It seems like Shinjuku isn't as fun after all," Izaya concluded, spinning idly in his beloved swivel chair. "I guess Ikebukuro really is the one for me." He stood up and smoothed the creases from his clothes, then proceeded to complete his signature appearance by slipping into his coat. "Mind the office for a few days. I'll be away."
Namie briefly glanced up from her work, an annoyed expression on her face. "Are you going to cause trouble again?"
"I'm wounded that you automatically assume I'm causing trouble whenever I'm away."
"You are never offended by anything I say, and if you are you would not mention it. And you always cause trouble. One day you'll end up in more trouble than you can manage," Namie said with extreme unconcern.
Izaya merely laughed and brushed off the statement which people had been telling him for years. He waved a hand flippantly before heading out the door. "Call me if anything important comes up." A smile slowly crept onto his face.
His beloved Ikebukuro was waiting for him.