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False alarm everyone, it’s back thank God

There’s no way TikTok is actually gone 😨

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There’s no way TikTok is actually gone 😨

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I'm asking because I'm curious

What are limits of your fanfic? You know no weird fetishes or something?

I’ve actually never really thought of this in depth before, but there are actually a lot of things that I won’t/don’t feel comfortable writing about.

Staring with fetishes/kinks, I will probably never write about them. Mainly because I just don’t want to ;D

Another thing I probably won’t write about will be gore. Like, I can do blood and vaguely described gore but like full-on gore is something I really can’t write about.

Finally would be characters under the age of 14. Like, I’ve written about Hanako-kun (who is technically 13) before when I first got on tumblr but that’s also before I emplaced that rule. But like, characters that are 13 and under in a yandere scenario is kinda weird…

Thank you for your ask anon! :D

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This might be a little late but SEASON TWO OF TOILET-BOUND IS OUT!??!!?? OMGGGG??!?

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Wahhh! Your birthday event is so so cool and so im fighting the anxiety and putting in my own request!!

suspect: Chuuya Nakahara

alibi: eating dinner at a restaurant (hcs)

motive: Lust

━ 𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽𝚃

➛ yandere!bsd/dr oneshot/hc’s x fem!reader

birthday event!┆word count: 0.3k┆warnings: second-person pronouns, obsessive behavior, stalking, yandere themes┆motive: crush on character!┆a/n: this was kinda hard to write for me bc I’ve never actually had a crush on a real person before but I hope you all like it anyway!!

yandere ! crush ! chuuya nakahara hc’s x fem ! reader

❝ why didn’t you tell me you loved me sooner? ❞

It pains you that you’ve grown quite a large crush on the infamous Port Mafia executive, Chuuya Nakahara. Of all people, why did it have to be him!?

It doesn’t matter if you’re in the mafia or not, it’s horrible to be in a relationship with a dangerous criminal in the first place! No matter how… good they looked…

If we’re all being honest here, Chuuya is an extremely attractive man. Adding onto the long list of reasons why he’s stollen your heart. But still, there is no way in hell that he would ever reciprocate your feelings. It’s merely unfathomable.

Despite your growing feelings for the red head, it does seem like you both always run into eachother at the strangest times. Like, you randomly spot him in a crowded mall or something. Is it just your imagination? No, it can’t be. But there’s no other logical explanation, right?

In addition to that, it looks to you like Chuuya kind of enjoys your company, if you both are in the mafia, specifically. He has all the more reason to request you, and you specifically to go on missions with. If you weren’t in the mafia, he’d result to stalking… or following you around 24/7. But why would Chuuya do this?

Well, it’s simple: because he loves you back. Nevertheless, he’s way too stubborn to admit that blatant fact. Much like you, Chuuya fell in love with you at first glance. But it was far, far before you laid eyes on him. As a matter of fact, depending on how you deal with your “situation,” Chuuya may be completely oblivious of your little crush on him.

Chuuya’s “crush” on you, so to speak, wasn’t something minor that will be easily forgotten in a few months. He loved every little thing about you. Your beautiful features, your demeanor, even your birthdate left him in awe. Of course, he researched everything about you, until he knew everything down to your address. For learning purposes only, of course.

That is what you do when you fall in love, right? Wrong. This wasn’t love. It was a sick, twisted, obsession. An obsession that deteriorated his mental health until he was on the brink of insanity.

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I have read your event recently and I thought I'd give a request since it's fun

suspect: ranpo edogawa

alibi: eating dinner at a restaurant (hcs)

motive: jealousy

no need to accept it btww

━ 𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽𝚃

➛ yandere!bsd/dr oneshot/hc’s x fem!reader

birthday event!┆word count: 0.3k┆warnings: second-person pronouns, blackmail, murder, obsessive behavior, threats, yandere themes┆motive: jealousy┆ a/n: I’ve been obsessed with ranpo for quite a bit now it’s actually insane. ranpo’s quote is kinda refrencing the song love taste by moe shop, jamie paige, and shiki

yandere ! ranpo edogawa ! jealousy ! hc’s x fem ! reader

❝ you’re mine and mine alone ❞

When jealous of a certain person, Ranpo will outwardly express his dislike for them to you, no matter who they are. Well, a big key component in this is his very blunt personality.

If you and Ranpo are in an established relationship, he will purposefully show public displays affection with you while their around. Like wrapping his arms around you or maybe even giving you kisses if he felt so inclined. He may be doing this purely on impulse, but he has to let them know that you belong to him, and him only.

If you and him are not in an established relationship, attempting to pry their desperate little eyes away from you will be harder than he would have ever thought. He could just tell you to stay away from them, but would that really work? And why would anyone take what their overly-playful, clingy, best friend is saying seriously?

He could just wait it out? As he has the knowledge that you would never, ever desire to date someone like that.

But Ranpo is impatient.

With the racing thoughts of murdering them clouding his mind, he decides to go with the safer, less illegal, idea. Blackmail or small threats. As a great detective, he can deduce just about anything from anyone. So finding out about their deepest, darkest secrets only involved a bit or research and pure speculation.

But if blackmail doesn’t work, what is Ranpo to do now? The only thing he can do, really. You are the only one he needs, correct? So why is it such a problem to kill off someone he thinks wants to take his place!?

Who isn’t scared to get their hands a bit dirty for the one they love?

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━ 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙻𝚈 𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝙳

➛ various!yandere!male oneshots x fem!reader

title page┆word count: 2.1k┆warnings: death, kidnapping, blood, murder, ranpo can drive, inaccuracies in detective/police work┆a/n: I really thought I ate with the plot but then it just got thrown out the window near the end. I hope you like it, nonetheless! Merry Christmas!! ^^ (not entirely proofread/unrelated to my current event)

𝐌𝐑. 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄

➛ yandere!ranpo e. x fem!reader

⤷ 𝕴𝕿

was a normal day at the detective agency today. Ranpo, as usual, was noisily rustling a bag of chips he has been eating out of for the past 15 minutes. The dark haired detective had his feet propped up on his desk as someone approached him.

Looking up, Ranpo’s eyes fixed on Kunikida who had stopped at his desk. The blond held a couple of papers in his arms, some stapled together and others on their lonesome.

“Ranpo,” Kunikida cleared his throat, “There have been serval reports on a missing woman in the Yokohama area, and I’d like to see your view on the case. If you’re interested, that is.”

Still eating out his bag of chips, he turned in his chair to face his coworker with an amused smile; his feet falling from his desk. “Seriously!?” He exclaimed rather excitedly, “It better be something worth my time!”

“I wanted to ask you because I’m pretty sure you knew this woman if I am not mistaken. Not only that, but she has been missing for so long that her case had gone cold. All police have given up after almost a year.”

Kunikida continues, “But the woman’s family is relentless. They won’t stop until they get answers, even if she turns out dead in the end.”

With that, the blond spread out the papers in his arms on Ranpo’s desk scattered with empty candy wrappers and half-empty bottles of soda. The papers consisted of reports about your last known whereabouts, the clothes you were wearing, and a description of your appearance.

“Her case is very strange, in a way. She showed up to work that morning like she always did, but once she left the building, no one has seen her since. There was a witness testimony saying that she had entered someone else’s vehicle but there was no evidence to prove so.”

At his words, Ranpo reached into his pocket and pulled out his “special” glasses and pushed them up the bridge of his nose. He lazily ran his green eyes over and over the papers until his eyes landed on a picture. A picture of the missing woman in question.

A picture that made his blood run cold.

A small gasp escaped his lips as his eyes went wide in visible shock.

“What…?” He whispered, barely audible over the noise of rustling of paper filling the room as he brings the photo closer. The photo was attached to yet another paper, describing her appearance, profession, ect.

But something that he just couldn’t pry his lingering eyes off of was her name. His irises ran over the bolded text over and over again until the words didn’t even look like legible characters anymore.

“Kunikida…” he muttered almost silently, “Could you… could you tell me her first and last name?”

“Oh, her name?” He asked, confused. Surely Ranpo could’ve seen it already, but nonetheless, the blond replied.

“Her name is Y/n L/n.”

“…”

“Ranpo?”

“Oh- uh… sorry. I just…” He paused, desperately trying to gather his bearings, “I just lost my appetite.”

He crumpled up the half-eaten bag of chips and tossed them in the trash.

“So Ranpo, do you think you can find her?”

ONE YEAR AGO

“I am not going out with you, Ranpo!” You giggled at your best friend’s romantic advances, “Plus, I’m not even looking for anyone right now.”

“Really?” He tilted he head to the side as he pulled a sucker out of his mouth. He pointed it towards you in a playful manner.

“Well I can change that, Y/n! Just give me a chance, alright?” Before you could even utter a response, he began speaking again. This time, with the sucker I’m his mouth.

“You have work Monday-Friday if I am not mistaken… and you get out and hour early on days like tomorrow and Friday…” He muttered quietly to himself, but you still overheard him.

“When you get off tomorrow, I’ll be there pick you up for our date, got it?” He informed you.

Now that he’s bombarded you with the whole date idea, you can’t deny his offer now. He’s too stubborn to let you decline now.

“It’s a bit frightening how well you memorize things… especially my work schedule…” You muttered, not exactly sure if your words are genuine or not.

“Well I’m not called the ‘World’s Greatest Detective for nothin’!!” He exclaimed self righteously.

But even you knew that knowing all of those specific details about one person specifically may not solely rely on one’s “special ability.” But, you decided not dwell on it too much. You, yourself, don’t even have a special ability, so who are you to say anything about it?

But it isn’t wrong to have concerns over your privacy.

The next day, you woke up early as usual for another long, grueling, work day. At least you have a date with Ranpo to look forward to; well, the date you were practically forced into attending.

You got dressed in a nice outfit that was both appropriate for work and a date. Speaking of which, you still don’t know where Ranpo is taking you.

Knowing him it’ll probably be a movie theater or even a restaurant with a large selection of deserts on the menu.

Once the end of your shift rolled around, you left the building with your purse and your phone in your hand. As you were about to send Ranpo a quick text message asking him where he was, he came walking up to you.

As usual, he had a bag of candy in his hand. “Hey Y/n! You ready to go?” He smiled sweetly.

“Yeah, I just had a question,” you began and diverted your gaze away from him. “You know how to drive?”

Ignoring your useless question, he held you hand and led you over to his car. A nice one, in fact. But seriously, when did Ranpo even buy a car!?

“Ranpo, you didn’t answer my quest—“

“-Since this is our first date,” he spoke over her, “I wanted to take you to a nice restaurant nearby. It’s only about 20 minutes away.”

“This isn’t a date, Ranpo. Not a romantic one, at least.”

“But you did agree to go on it, am I wrong?” He flashed a sly grin your way as he drove further and further away from your work building.

You never knew that’d be the last time you’d see that place.

“Well- no! You pressured me into it!” You defended yourself.

“But you got in the car of your own will, correct?”

Damnit, he got you there. Well, that’s what you get for daring to argue with a great detective.

About 15 minutes later, Ranpo had offered you a sucker and of course you took it and began eating it with no hesitation. But you couldn’t help but notice that it had a slightly different taste than usual. Weird.

Suddenly feeling a bit tired, you leaned your head against the passenger’s seat window and contemplated if you needed to go to sleep a bit earlier to avoid this grogginess.

But that’s when you noticed it, the both of you speeding past the restaurant building. At first, you beloved it was your fatigued eyes playing tricks on you, but you recognized the surrounding area.

Perking up a bit, you turned toward your eccentric “friend,” “Ra… Ranpo, we passed the, uh, restaurant…”

But there was no response from him. Shocking, usually he always has something to say, but right now he’s silent.

Weird.

The last thing you saw before blacking out was Ranpo’s hand that wasn’t on the steering wheel lightly caressing your head.

PRESENT TIME

How long has it been?

How long has it been since you left this house? This hell.

It would have had to been at least 3 months, at least that’s what you think. He doesn’t like talking about that, or anything that has to do with you and the outside world, as a matter of fact.

Why did you have to show up to work that day? You ask yourself over and over each passing day.

You were rudely awakened from your thoughts by the sound of the front door unlocking. You gathered your bearings before running up the the door, your hands clasped together in front of you. You wore a beautiful sun dress he had picked out for you in your favorite color.

You may wonder, why aren’t you locked up in his basement with no source of natural light to be seen? Why is he letting you do as you please, for the most part?

Well, it is simply because you knew better than to defy him.

Ranpo believes that without trust, there’s nothing. He’s taught you that after your very first attempt at escaping.

But no need to dwell on the past.

The door swung open to reveal a quite lethargic and tired man. Noticing his… off behavior… you moved in closer to him.

“Ranpo, dear, is everything alright?” You hesitantly wrapped your arms around him and pulled off his hat.

“I’m perfectly fine, Y/n! You don’t have to worry your little head about me!” He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead that you desperately resisted to scrub off your face with soap and water.

“Although…” he pulled your hands up into his his as he stared deeply into your aching eyes. “Ever since your… hiatus… there have been many searches for you by the police; all of them ending up inconclusive due to my, not to mention, incomparable deduction abilities.”

Suddenly, a dull ray of hope lit up deep inside of your spirit. People out there are actually looking for you, there is a chance someone might save you from this hell.

“But, it seems they’ve left the case cold, or given up completely…” He sighed, “But of course, your family won’t give up until they know your whereabouts. Dead of alive. They just care way too much about you. That’s why your case was brought to me today.”

“How ironic.”

You didn’t know how to react. You didn’t know what exactly to say.

“Wh- why are you telling me this, Ranpo?” You palms grew clammy and you became filled with anxiety.

“I can’t let them find you, love. You know I can’t! If they do, I’ll never see you again!”

I know that.

You jerked your hands away from him, letting them form into fists by your sides.

“No… No Ranpo!!” You cried as fat tears threatened to streak down your cheeks and ruin your mascara. “You can’t ki- kill them! You said that if I do as you say they- we won’t be punished!! What did I do wrong dear, please tell me!”

Sighing, he comfortingly rests a hand on your shoulder, making you flinch. “I know. You haven’t done anything wrong. That’s exactly why I have to get rid of ‘em. And plus, I’m the only man- only person you will ever need or love. Is that why you’re doing this, huh? Don’t tell me you still love them?“

Grabbing onto his sleeve, you began to get desperate, “I do! I do love you! I just… isn’t taking the lives of the innocent… wrong? And there’s n- no way someone can solve a crime such an amazing detective!”

“Please just tell me… you won’t murder them…” you diverted your gaze to the ground, your hands refusing to release their strong grip on him.

“I won’t. I promise I won’t.” Pressing a soft kiss onto your lips, he left the room.

You wanted to flinch at his kiss, but the overflowing anxiety and fear building up inside of you was enough to distract you. Was he telling the truth? Only God knows.

They only thing you can do is wait it out.

Well, that’s what you thought you had to do. Because when Ranpo arrived home from “work” the next day, the crimson spatters on his outfit was enough to let you know the answer to your question.

Looking over him, you felt… you felt betrayed, in a way. Stumbling back, you hit the kitchen table, tears running down your face, causing your mascara to come down in dark streaks.

“Y/n, I know I- I lied to you but please just remember…” he reached a bloody hand out to your cheek, smearing blood on your skin.

He pulled you in closer with his free hand around your waist, “…I did this for us. For you! Because I love you.”

Without a second thought, he brought you into a forceful, yet passionate, kiss.

Do you, Ranpo, you thought.

Do you really love me?

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➛ yandere!bsd/dr oneshot/hc’s x fem!reader

a/n: I was thinking about doing something like this once I got to 200 followers but I my birthday was coming up so I decided to change it. reminder to check my rules before requesting!! (I’ve never done anything like this before so please bare with me) this is inspired by @/jadeoru’s 400 follower event.

You, being the best detective in your area, have been assigned the job to find and arrest a notorious serial killer; rumored only to murder for the one they’re madly in love with.

Now, to start everything off, you have 13 major suspects. Let’s begin with interrogating the one who raises the most suspicion in you.

aktugawa r, atsushi n, chuuya n, edgar p, fyodor d, hajime h, kokichi o, makoto n, nagito k, osamu d, ranpo e, rantaro a, shuichi s, sigma

What did he say was his alibi, or what he claimed to be doing whist the murder occurred?

reading a book at a library (oneshot)

eating dinner at a restaurant (headcannon)

And finally, what have you deduced is his motive? Why would you think he would commit murder?

jealousy (jealous!)

hatred (kidnapped!)

revenge (manipulative!)

lust (crush on character!)

rivalry (stalker!)

insanity (other yandere scenario)

please request your hc’s/one-shots by 1/31

reminder that I will only write for male!yandere x fem!reader for this event. I do not write for male!readers, smut, or female x readers.

usually, I will except requests (for hc’s) for multiple characters at once for a single post, but that’s not the case here.

requests complete: 2/3

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goodness me was dearly beloved the most beautiful well written piece i have ever laid my eyes upon.

AAAAAA TY SO MUCH ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

But anyway, I’m glad you and everyone else who have read it enjoyed it!!

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━ 𝙼.𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 𝙳𝙸𝚁𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈

back to welcome page┆a/n: if you can’t tell, I have way too many masterlists. So I’ve decided to make a post of them all. You’re welcome.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ᯓᡣ𐭩 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ᯓᡣ𐭩 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ᯓᡣ𐭩 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ᯓᡣ𐭩 𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐞𝐝𝐚 𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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━ 𝙵𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙾𝙼 / 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃

back to m.list directory┆a/n: I hate fyodor but I love him but I hate him but I love him but I

FULL FANDOM LIST: bungo stray dogs, danganronpa, demon slayer, hunter x hunter, jujutsu kaisen, my hero academia, saiki k, toilet-bound hanako-kun

(if you were to ever submit a request, please make sure that the male character you desire is listed below)

bold = currently writing for that fandom

ᯓᡣ𐭩 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

━ bungo stray dogs

aktugawa r.

atsushi n.

chuuya n.

doppo k.

edgar p.

fyodor d.

nikolai g.

osamu d.

ranpo e

sigma

━ danganronpa

byakuya t.

hajime h.

izuru k.

kokichi o.

makoto n.

nagito k.

rantaro a.

shuichi/kagehara s.

━ demon slayer

douma

enmu

giyuu t.

gyutaro s.

michikatsu (kokushibo) t.

muichiro t.

obanai i.

tanjiro k.

yoriichi t.

yuichiro t.

zenitsu a.

━ hunter x hunter

killua z.

gon f.

kurapika k.

feitan p.

━ jujutsu kaisen

inumaki t.

megumi f.

suguru g.

satoru g.

sukuna

yuji i.

yuta o.

━ my hero academia

denki k.

eijiro k.

izuku m.

katsuki b.

keigo (hawks) t.

neito m.

shinso h.

shoto t.

tamaki a.

tomura s.

toya (dabi) t.

━ saiki k

aren k.

kusuo s.

reita t.

shun k.

━ toilet-bound hanako-kun

akane a.

amane y.

kou m.

natsuhiko h.

teru m.

tsukasa y.

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━ 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙻𝚈 𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝙳

➛ various!yandere!male oneshots x fem!reader

title page┆word count: 2.3k┆warnings: dazai behavior, death, forced touches (kinda), manipulation, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, suicide, yandere themes┆a/n: the plot for this one-shot was actually the plot I had for a hanako-kun x reader fic that I never got to finish. (btw “bella” means “beautiful” and “belladonna” means “beautiful lady.” It is also the name of a flower) kinda rushed ending I think

𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀

yandere!osamu d. x fem!reader

⤷ ❝ 𝕺𝕳,

my elegant flower…” Dazai breathily muttered into your ear, his right hand traveling down your body to secure itself onto your waist. The other lightly sliding down your arm until it met with yours, your hands mending together almost perfectly.

He began taking slow, steady steps with you in his firm, yet ever so delicate, arms. You hated the way he made you feel; and the heat rising to your cheeks didn’t make it any better.

The way his hands held onto you like nothing else in the world mattered made you sick. Like he was so deeply in love with you, that he never, ever wanted to let you go.

And this this hell felt like heaven for him.

So much like heaven, that he’s made you forget how and why you’re even in this concerning situation.

You and Dazai danced together as if you both were lovers, destined to always find each other in whatever universe God puts you in.

But it was quite the opposite.

Take where you are for example, atop the roof of an abandoned 5 story building at the dead of night.

Why are you even here, you ask? Well let’s go back to the beginning.

You and Dazai are coworkers at the Armed Detective Agency (ADA), and have been for the past few years. And because of that, you’re practically around the man 24/7.

But what’s so wrong with Dazai? Well, not only is he extremely irritating and obsessed with suicide, but it’s so painfully obvious that he’s obsessed with you as well!!

He’s overwhelmingly clingy and flirtatious, not to mention his constant attempts at suicide and begging for you to join him in a double suicide drive you mad. He can also be a tad bit controlling and manipulative when it comes to spending time with others.

“Oh, bella…” Dazai sang as he kneeled in front of you while you sat in your desk chair, his hands keeping a firm grip on yours. “…I can just imagine how beautiful your hands would look around my neck, finally granting me the sweet gift of death I crave so muc—“

“-Quit flirting with L/n, Dazai! Get back to work!!” Kunikida shouted at the suicidal brunet before dragging him away from you by his shirt collar.

You sighed at the scene before you, quickly turning back towards your desk and returning to your job. But your peace and quiet didn’t last very long until you were assigned the job to check out an old, abandoned, warehouse that is suspected to be the hideout for an unknown organization kidnapping certain people around the area of Yokohama.

Of course, you agree to the job and the partner assigned to you… but you declined the last part. You insisted that you did not need anyone’s assistance in this job, mainly because you didn’t want a certain bandage-waster recommending himself as the perfect candidate for the position.

You left the ADA building, ready to save the captives and go home and sleep. But someone had ulterior motives…

Once arriving at the warehouse, you pulled out your gun and hid in a blind spot from anyone inside the abandoned building.

Your eyes scanned the perimeter and the entrance it’s self and… “Is no one in there?” You quietly muttered to yourself; there was absolutely no sign of life anywhere.

What the fuck? You thought.

You were about to walk over there before you were stopped by your gun being snatched right out of your grasp.

“I doubt you’ll be needing that, bella.”

Gasping in shock, you spun around on your heel, meeting eyes with… him. “Wha… what are you doing here, Dazai!?”

“Call me Osamu,” he added rather quickly, “and what’s so wrong with a fellow member of the agency taking the time out of their evening to assist their dear colleague?”

You angrily glared at him but he seemed to not care. It’s almost like he loves getting a reaction out of people, especially you.

“I thought I told you I liked working alone…“ what made you trail off of your sentence short was Dazai reaching for your hand and gently holding it in his.

He didn’t dare to break eye contact as he kissed your knuckles. You grimaced at the feeling, cursing yourself for not snatching your hand away and shoving him away from you.

“I could be trying out a new method of suicide right now, but I decided to spend my time with you.” He added with a small pout.

You rolled your eyes at him, “Wow, how selfless…! Now leave, I’m trying to do my job here!! Now give me my gun back!!!”

You jumped to reach the black weapon but he held it over your head, “Ah, ah, ah! I told you that you won’t need this, haven’t I, my dear belladonna?”

You tightly pressed your lips together, already knowing that Dazai won’t give in that easily. Shit, he probably won’t even give in at all!

“You know, I might reconsider that offer of strangling you to death right about now…” you muttered under your breath.

“Oh really?” He leaned over towards you a bit, you didn’t exactly expect him to hear you. “Sorry, but I prefer my deaths to be painless and knowing you, that probably won’t happen.”

Sighing, you reached out your open hand in front of him, “My gun.”

“Well that’s not a complete sentence now is it, Belladonna?” Laughing softly to himself Dazai, sat up straight. “I’m getting sick of this back and forth banter, let’s just go inside the place already.”

Dazai threw his hands back, the gun flying back even further. You watched in horror as it disappeared into the overgrown vegetation.

“You fucking—“

The bandaged brunet grabbed onto your wrist and forced you into the warehouse.

The second you both ran through the door, you pried your wrist off of his hand, “What the hell’s wrong with you, Osamu!? There could’ve been a bunch of armed men in here trying to kill us!!”

“But there wasn’t.” He stated bluntly, not even wanting to touch on the fact that you have just referred to him as “Osamu.”

Seething, you tore your gaze away from him and looked around the empty space around you. No one’s here either.

“You’re right. There… isn’t…” You looked around for a good 5 seconds before a loud gasp echoed through the room.

“What? You… you lied about the- the everything didn’t you!? The kidnappers and—”

“-I didn’t lie, okay.” He raises his hands up In defense. “All I did was tell you the wrong address, the kidnappers are somewhere on the other side of Yokohama but who cares!!” He laughed uncaringly at the situation.

“You cannot be fucking for real right now…” you rubbed your temple at the mere thought of this. It was absolutely unbelievable.

You and everyone at the ADA might know this already, but it’s becoming more and more evident as the days go by: Dazai is fucking insane.

“Come on, Y/n!! Don’t tell me you’re scared of heights!!” You must’ve zoned out for a moment because now Dazai is climbing the stairs up to the next floor as he urges you on to follow him.

Already mentally drained, you wanted to turn around and go home, but something about this intrigued you so you went along with it.

That was your first mistake.

This went on for another twenty or so minutes until you both have reached the roof. Quite frankly, you were tired and out of breath. Panting as if you had just ran a fucking marathon.

“You made it!” He claps his hands together, “Barely…” he adds on under his breath, loud enough for you to hear.

“Why… did you bring me here…?” You said as you finally got a hold of your breath, noticing that it is already dark outside. The only light source being the bright, half-moon in the sky.

“Bring you here…?” Dazai slowly stepped closer to you, chuckling darkly to himself, “What do you mean? You followed me all by yourself. You could’ve turned around and went home whenever you wanted.” As if he’d even let you do that in the first place.

“Uh- well…” you stuttered, “Whatever.” Crossing your arms you, turned away from him.

The bandaged brunet stepped closer to you, “C’mon, bella…“ He whined, shoving his hands into his pockets; a strange smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“What’s the matter? Are you mad because I lied to you?” He teased you in a mock baby voice, desperately trying to get a reaction out of you.

You turned around, ready to give him a piece of your mind, but his brown eyes looking right through your soul silenced you. There was a look on his face that you couldn’t make out. Was he frustrated? Maybe amused?

Whatever it was, you didn’t want any parts of it.

“I don’t even know why I followed you up here. I’m leaving.” You swiftly turned around again, and began walking away. But a firm grip on your forearm stopped you right in your tracks.

“Hey, what are you-“

He didn’t respond. He only yanked you into his arms. His, that you won’t admit, warm and loving arms. His arm was tightly around your waist while the other gently rested on top of your head.

“Dazai,” you paused, horribly frustrated with yourself for finding somewhat enjoying his embrace, “what are you doing?”

“Y/n, you know how I just love the idea of committing a double suicide with the beautiful lady I fall in love with?” He whispered to you, his arms securely around your waist.

“Uhm, yeah? I guess? What does any of this have to do with…?”

“I have another question,” he continued, “You do know I’m in love with you, right?”

“You what!?—“

Suddenly, Dazai released you from his embrace, you would’ve lost balance if he didn’t secure his grip on your waist.

“Oh, my elegant flower…!” he breathily whispered into your ear as his hand firmly grasped onto yours. You looked into his brown eyes that sparkled like stars in the beautiful moonlight. You hated the way he looked at you. You just hated absolutely everything about him. Why did he of all people have to fall in love with you?

At this point, you have no idea what the fuck is going on. Feeling weird by not doing anything with your free hand, you awkwardly placed your free hand on his shoulder.

You’ve never slow danced with a man before, but this what they do on movies, right? This is good enough.

He began taking slow, steady steps with you in his firm yet ever so delicate arms. You couldn't help but divert your gaze away from him whilst your face flushed a soft red color. Why am I blushing like crazy right now? Why won’t it stop!?

“Did you not hear me?” He continued the previous conversation, momentarily stopping his movements, “I said that I’m in love with you.”

“You’re… in… in love?” You felt so stupid at this moment. Has it not been obvious since the beginning? He constantly compliments you on a daily. He’s even expressed his interest in committing a double suicide with his lover, and you just happen to be the person he bothers with the question the most. I’d have to be stupid to never realize it, shit.

“No, that’s not true…” his grip around your waist now becoming hellishly tight. A gasp escaped your lips but it was quickly overrun by his words, “I’m obsessed with you. Why else would I lie about your current mission? I just needed this alone time with you. There’s something really important I needed to tell you.”

“I- are you crazy!?” You shrieked, your last pieces of sympathy for him instantly shattering into oblivion.

“Only crazy for you, my beautiful flower.”

“Dazai, are you seriou-“

Before you could get a word out, Dazai pressed his soft lips against yours. The kiss was only a few seconds, but for you, it felt like an eternity.

Once he finally pulled away, you caught your breath. In a melodramatic manner, nonetheless.

An amused smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he stared straight into your eyes, “I doubt it was that bad, Y/n.” He chuckled softly.

“You can’t hate me that much, my dear bella.”

You didn’t respond to him, only diverting your gaze away from him. “I do, I really do…”

He laughed quietly before beginning to take a few steps with you. You became more and more embarrassed each time you slipped up and stepped on his feet but still not feeling obligated to mutter a quiet apology.

But then, there was a sudden stop. You could feel Dazai’s heart pounding faster than usual. He redirected his gaze and bit his lip nervously before looking straight at you.

He placed a soft kiss against your forehead, and muttered a quiet declaration of love before hugging you tightly. Embracing you with all of his might.

And leaning forward. At first, you thought that he was passed out or something and that you both were stumbling to the ground, but that wasn’t the case. It was quite the opposite, as a matter of fact.

Now it all makes sense. Why he stopped dancing; Because you were on the edge of the roof, perhaps?

Why he grabbed onto you; So you wouldn’t fight against him, maybe?

His decoration of love… he was going to kill himself.

And bring you along with him.

Tears ran down your face as sobs ripped through your throat. You couldn’t believe it, despite how surprising that sounds. It just feels like some kind of act of betrayal to you, even if he is dying as well.

The moment before you and Osamu hit the rock-hard pavement, he let go of you and muttered a phrase you may never forget, even in the afterlife:

“Thank you.”

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[kotton-kandy953]

Do you still write for Danganronpa, or do you only do BSD now?

I had a feeling that I would get an ask like this, but I’ll still write for DR since I have a couple unfinished asks that still need to be posted. But I haven’t completely lost interest in it yet so Dw !! ^^

[kotton-kandy953]

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➛ yandere!male headcannons × fem/gn!reader

title page┆word count: 0.5k┆warnings: second-person pronouns, slight anime spoilers (what he did before joining the ada), manipulation, methods of murder (bludgeoning, burning), murder, obsessive tendencies, suicide mentions, torture, toxic relationships, yandere themes┆a/n: this took me way too fucking long to write. writers block suckkkss

general ! yandere ! osamu dazai hc’s x g/n ! reader

❝ can I at least die knowing that you loved me as much as I love you? ❞

Osamu Dazai would be an overall unpredictable, manipulative, and possessive yandere; knowing exactly how to control you emotionally and physically.

Due to Dazai’s eccentric and unpredictable personality, you never know what he’s thinking in that suicidal brain of his. Especially whether or not his romantic advances toward you are genuine.

Dazai relentlessly flirting with certain people around him is completely normal, but there’s something about you that has especially captivated him. Was it the way you reacted to his romantic advances or… no, it was something completely different, right?

Its a well known fact that Dazai is quite literally obsessed with the concept of suicide. More specifically, committing double suicide with his lover. It’s not uncommon for him to constantly pester you with the idea, desperately pleading for you to hear him out on the offer. But as a person that values your life (I hope) you always decline his… kind offers…

Manipulation is easy for someone as smart and as skilled of a detective that Dazai is. It won’t take long for him to have you wrapped around his finger; but first he wants to come off as a friend. If you work for the ADA maybe even a close coworker, an annoying one, but still. He needs your trust in order to have your love.

Just think of it, maybe his manipulation could drive you into agreeing to do a double suicide with him? Now wouldn’t that just be beautiful? to him

Moving on, I do believe Dazai would kill for you. As a matter of fact, he would get rid of literally anyone for you, himself included; nevertheless, he would never even attempt to harm you.

But of course, an ex-mafia member wouldn’t mind getting his hands dirty for you, his darling. When he murders someone he deems a “threat”, it definitely isn’t pretty.

Long-suffering torture is the only way he’ll deal with them. Like watching them bleed out after being bludgeoned to death, or burned to death in an abandoned building, maybe even as simple as stabbing. No matter how gruesome or messy he has to get, Dazai will do to get them away from you, his love.

When Dazai has finally kidnapped you, he won’t be very strict when it comes to escaping. As a matter of fact, he’ll try to make you fell as comfortable as possible when with him. Providing you with shelter, food, a place to sleep… Despite kidnapping you against your will, Dazai doesn’t want you to hate him. Even if you never love him back, a simple case of Stockholm Syndrome will have to do. Because you’re never escaping him.

And if you ever do manage that feat, or at least try to, he’ll always find you and drag you right back to where you belong; right next to him. Right next to him forever.

THIS IS THE MOST IVE EVER WRITTEN FOR HEADCANNONS???? OMG!?? <333

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➛ yandere!male headcannons × fem/gn!reader

title page┆word count: 0.4k┆warnings: second-person pronouns, kidnapping, manipulation, murder, obsessive behavior, stalking, toxic relationships, yandere themes┆a/n: would you believe me when I say I’m starting a bsd phase? would you believe that I am obsessed with ranpo?

general ! yandere ! ranpo edogawa hc’s x g/n ! reader

❝ you’re so sweet… why can’t I have a bite? ❞

Ranpo Edogawa would be a manipulative and obviously toxic yandere, mainly in guilt tripping and staking.

It’s not surprising that the “Worlds Greatest Detective” knows everything about you. From your favorite color to the average time you go sleep every night. So manipulating you would be as easy as solving a case is to him.

But him having knowledge of literally everything about wasn’t even the scariest thing about him; it was the constant feeling of eyes watching you that was much more frightening. You wouldn’t have ever suspected Ranpo of being a stalker.

On top of that, he’s a really clingy, attention starved brat. Even if you two are in a relationship not, he’ll make flirtatious and occasionally suggestive remarks towards you and never fail to bring you both into a firm embrace whenever you two see each other. Totally not to make others who may like you horribly jealous.

And the craziest thing about this, he doesn’t even try to hide his overwhelming attraction towards you. From the stalking to the flirting. He doesn’t care.

If you ever were to confront him about his embarrassing and inappropriate behaviors he’d only make up an excuse or ignore you like an immature child. Getting him to explain would be more difficult than you thought.

Moving on, I do believe that Ranpo would eliminate others who pose as “threats” against your relationship with him. But before resulting to murder, he would try his best to run them off psychologically.

He believes that murder isn’t always the only option to get rid of someone. A playful joke or what some may call a “threat” may be enough.

Making an overly complicated and difficult to decipher murder would be a piece of cake to Ranpo. He’s a “gifted” detective, after all. Covering up a murder without a trace would be easy. It’s just not something he’d prefer to do.

When kidnapping you, he’ll more so hold you hostage rather than kidnapping. Not only is it easier but you have that trust instilled inside you that he wouldn’t do anything bad to you when you both were alone. But I guess you were wrong.

In conclusion, Ranpo is a psychotic, manipulative, and clingy yandere. By far one of the scariest ones due to his supernatural deduction abilities.

My first bsd post!! I fear my danganronpa phase has come to an end :(

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KANDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DROP THE RANTARO HEADCANONS AND MY LIFE IS YOURS

━ 𝚂𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙴

➛ yandere!male headcannons × fem/gn!reader

title page┆word count: 0.3k┆warnings: second-person pronouns, controlling behavior, kidnapping, manipulation, murder, yandere themes┆a/n: aaaaa I love rantaro soooo much he’s just so iwjsbsbxbz

general ! yan ! rantaro amami hc’s x g/n ! reader

❝ you won’t ever understand how much I love you, my dear ❞

As a yandere, Rantaro Amami wouldn’t be that obsessed nor psychotic as the others but more overprotective and proprietary; deeply despising whenever your interest in a romantic partner drifts off in a direction that isn’t his.

Rantaro wouldn’t try too hard to make his romantic — well, more obsessed — feelings for you evident. Rather showing that he wants to be like a close “friend;” An overprotective and somewhat controlling friend…

While we’re on the topic of his more controlling side, he wouldn’t really like or approve of the idea of you leaving your house (dorm?) unless if it were for school or to see him of course. And if his kind requests for you to stay weren’t enough, maybe a bit of manipulation would be needed just for you to agree. It won’t harm anyone in the long run so what’s so bad about it, right?

Rantaro would never want you to feel uncomfortable around him no matter the situation. He just loves you too much to ever make you feel that way. Making it all the more difficult for him to make the decision of whether or not he should “get rid of” someone who seems to have gained your interest. He just cannot bear the thought of you crying for days after their missing body is discovered. But some things just cannot be helped.

On the topic of murder, Amami wouldn’t prefer that to be his first instinct whenever someone gets in the way of his and your relationship. He’ll wait as long as he possibly can, trying his best to keep you away from them before he snaps. Before he reaches the point of no return.

Would Rantaro ever result to kidnapping? It depends on the situation but I believe he probably would. Like mentioned earlier, he would never want you to harm you or make you feel uncomfortable. So when you’re finally with him forever, he’ll make sure you won’t feel any discomfort. He’s just too in love with you.

I WROTE ALL OF THIS IN UNDER ONE HOUR WHILE LYING IN MY BED ONLY A FEW MINUTES AGO???? THIS IS LIKE A NEW RECORD?!!??? Anyway, thank you for the request!!! :DDDD

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➛ nagito komaeda’s masterlist

back to m.list page┆a/n: I‘ve decided to make a whole-ass masterlist for my husband komaeda because I write about him the most.

❝ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ, ɴᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ❞

ᯓᡣ𐭩 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒

LUCKY ME [yandere!nagito k. x fem!reader]

ᯓᡣ𐭩 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

LETHAL [yandere!nagito k. x fem!reader]

ᯓᡣ𐭩 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

general yandere hc’s

nagito x fem shscl therapist

killing game hc’s x g/n reader

dr boys and their yandere themed songs (ft. makoto, byakuya, hajime, shuichi & kokichi)

nagito x sensitive g/n reader

jealousy hc’s x g/n reader (ft. rantaro)

back to m.list┆song lyrics: never wanted to dance — mindless self indulgence