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shizaya is my OTP
The Black Rider's first appearance 🏍️
Nakura is my favorite character from durarara. He only made his cameo once and literally is never important or relevant to the plot in any meaningful way other than to set the stage for Izaya’s story.
So little is known about this weasel of a man that sometimes I come up with nonsense headcanons. To name a few:
If he thinks he won’t get caught he will actively act against Izaya. Even if it’s extremely petty. ie; shit talking him or spreading rumors.
He prays every day that Shizuo will one day put an end to Izaya and release him from his suffering. Amen.
He can’t parkour and is extremely afraid of heights.
Nakura has been a Saika Zombie. It’s unclear when he got cut but it hardly matters as he isn’t even aware of it.
He’s prone to a gambling addiction and can be found straying to casino’s, buying lottery tickets, or oddly enough spending his money on collectible trading cards.
He smokes. He's too stressed not to. Started harmless in highschool, now its a coping method.
"See, I've stalked you for some time before snatching you up!" or "I usually like to get to know my victims a little before I kill them." for Izaya Orihara please! I figured they fit him perfectly and I'm in such a dark mood so I'm down for whatever you want to throw at me! I̶ ̶w̶o̶u̶l̶d̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶b̶e̶ ̶a̶g̶a̶i̶n̶s̶t̶ ̶s̶o̶m̶e̶ ̶i̶n̶t̶e̶n̶s̶e̶ ̶p̶s̶y̶c̶h̶o̶l̶o̶g̶i̶c̶a̶l̶ ̶t̶o̶r̶t̶u̶r̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶o̶u̶g̶h̶~̶
FYI I have NO CLUE how long has this been lying in my drafts but I noticed it like now oasihfoiasdhoias
Izaya Orihara x Reader: relatively innocent.
Warnings: mentions of death, mind games, torture.
˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙
A simple, textile bag had been torn off your head, and your sight finally returned, giving you a very short-living sense of relief.
Your wrists were tied tightly behind your back, and you were sat on some sort of chair. Your head was still dizzy as you moved, trying to get a hold of your surroundings and the situation you found yourself in. The room was dark, with only two bulbs to allow you to see anything, yet their light being not strong enough to let you make out the exact contours of the room.
Undoubtedly, you weren’t in the room alone. On the wooden chair opposite of yours, a silhouette sat, holding the bag and staring forward at your terrified self, not bothered much by the tears that showed themselves on your face, having flowed down your cheeks sometime ago and then dried out. Maybe if the lighting was better, he could actually see them clearly. But your quiet sobs were enough of a proof, and your face didn’t have to be visible for anyone to know what state you were in.
You wondered about his own face, but it was too dark for you to make out anything specific. But the man didn’t seem to want you to memorize him, and you had a feeling that it’d be safer for you if you didn’t.
Once your sobs calmed down a little, his voice echoed in the room, making you almost jump when it rung out of blue, after such a long silence you’ve been stuck in.
“I suppose you’re good enough to talk now” he announced. He was smiling, that much you could tell from his tone alone, his white teeth only slightly visible, giving you a brief image of how he grinned.
‘I Was Very Afraid.’
The Legend of Zelda: Link’s Awakening DX, 1998 1 day until Switch release. [Almost there!]
Inktober Days 21-22 - Treasure + Ghost
“...a jar... for you... ...put something inside...”
Hey! How are you guys? Can I get a request? I’d like to ask for a scenario with Izaya being romantically interested in a girl whom he’s friends with. He doesn’t outright say it, but he does follow her around trying to get her attention. She’s nice to him and all, but she tells him that she likes Shizuo instead, which makes him really jealous. Eventually, Shizuo and the girl start dating, which breaks Izaya on the inside but he doesnt say it. Still, he will forever be watching over her.
It had been like this since you’d started seeing that… Beast. He’d watch you from places he was sure Shizuo wouldn’t see him, slathered in so much cologne people made faces when they’d walked by him. He didn’t care, as long as he got to see you, as long as you smiled, and he could even pretend you were smiling at him and not that foul monster you called a lover.
It didn’t matter how much seeing you hurt him, or how it often times brought back vivid memories of the day you’d told him you had feelings for Shizuo, as long as he got to see you happy. He could almost entirely ignore his memories racing.
“Hey, Hey, Izaya… You know thanks to your stubborn asshole attitude I get to see Shizuo a lot.” You say with a grin, making Izaya look at you with a disgusted and confused face.
“Why the hell would you want to see more of that monster?” He doesn’t actually mean to snap as harshly as he does, to this day he regrets it, but he’d never say that out loud, he barely admits it to himself.
“Well… Because. Because I kind of have… feelings for him.” You’d said it so shyly, so embarrassed, looking away from him with a soft blush dusting across your cheeks. A blush he’d imagined seeing on your face a hundred times, a blush that made his heart wrench and his chest feel cold.
Watching you push a stray hair from your face, he questioned, softly, almost seething. “You what?” The way you looked up at him, almost scared, as if you realized then that you shouldn’t have said anything and should have kept it to yourself instead of telling him about your feelings both made his stomach feel like ice and made him feel accomplished, as if that was how you should feel telling him you loved that beast. He hated the way it made him feel. Sometimes, he wished he could hate you the way he hated this feeling.
You’d fought after that, he doesn’t like to think much about it, and most of it comes in short burst of vivid color and screaming in his head. You had screamed about how you never wanted to see him again. He tells you he never wanted to see you in the first place, you’d just been a convenient person to have conversations with and explore the city. Someone, to watch more closely. You’d cried. He’d wanted to, but instead he just remained cold, face unwavering and voice filled with forced joy and angry teasing.
He jumped out of his memories when he heard you laugh, far too close to him for him to feel comfortable. He pushes himself back into the shadows, pulling the hood of a jacket that wasn’t his over his head and looking down to make sure neither of you could see who he was. Shizuo didn’t even glance at him, you looked at him as though you felt pity for him. You must have thought he was a homeless man… Good.
He watched you walk away, feeling a sting in his eyes that he hope remained just a sting, his heart wrenching and feeling like ice in his chest as his hands shook with the effort to keep himself together. He’d keep telling himself that the only thing that mattered was that you were happy. It’s not like he could ever take back what he said and what he did to you anyway. You probably hated him, rightfully so since his efforts to kill that monster had all but doubled. He was lying to himself, he always was, but he wasn’t going to face this problem. He could watch you be happy with someone he hated, someone he’d hated from the start. He could pretend that person was him sometimes.
Regardless of how much he pretended, how happy you were, or how much he got to see you smile and laugh, he always ended right back at his apartment, tearing things apart and screaming into the night. Call the cops, yell at him! He didn’t care. He’d end up curled in the floor, holding his chest tightly with both hands, and sobbing to no one just how much he missed you.
<~Nakura~>