#bsd angst fics

[justchelleing]

The Price of Loving You

Inspired by: win-writes

A/n: I hate making arguments like this because I'm just fighting myself. Took quite a few days to make. I was planning to kill reader but I felt it as cliche in my fanfics. Not proofread I'm lazy

Masterlist

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs (BSD)

TW! Explicit Language, Slight Smut(Kissing), Betrayal, mentions of death/murder, descriptions of gore(blood), little spoilers, attempted murder(?), mentions of reader being an assassin, assassination, fake identity, mentions of torture and execution,

Type: Oneshot

Genre: Angst + Small Fluff

Pairing: Tachihara Michizō x Fem!PM! Reader

Synopsis: When Tachihara betrays the Port Mafia along with his dear lover, things most likely wouldn't turn out good. And of course, it didn't.

It's been a few days since your boss revealed that your lover was actually a traitor of the Port Mafia, working undercover for the Hunting Dogs. He faked everything, starting from his personality, to his identity. You couldn't believe it, that the man whom swore to protect and love you was actually just a lying traitor.

You leaned on the railing as you smoked away your cigarette watching the bustling city of Yokohama. The view was stunning, especially from the Port Mafia's rooftop. You exhaled, the smoke of your cigarette leaving your chapped lips as your untied hair flew when the cold breeze passed by and the rooftop door opened. You turned around to see Tachihara staring at you with a gaze filled with sadness and guilt, and you went back to smoking your cigarette.

"I told you not so smoke so much" He frowned, getting closer to you while you pretended to not hear him.

"I'm glad you came" He muttered a he leaned on the railing beside you, taking your cigarette and throwing it on the floor.

"Whatever.." You finally acknowledged his presence making him softly smile.

"I didn't think you'd actually come" He says as he put a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"..." Silence came and he kept talking to himself.

"I'm sorry" he mutters as you flinched. He felt relieved to know that you were listening but he felt guilty for you to know until now.

"You betrayed me, Michizō" You finally looked at him in the eye with numbness and slight rage.

He flinched in response, you had always called him "darling" or "love" in a sweet-honey-like tone. When a little upset with him you called him by his first name but never his surname. He knew you would bring up that the fact that he did betray you, and he was ready for it.. or so he thought.

"I-" He trembled, he thought he knew what to say and do but when saying it with you infront of him, he couldn't.

"Have you entered the Port Mafia as a spy to begin with?" You asked, your heart aching more than you had expected.

"Yes.." He quietly muttered, his gaze fell down on the concrete floor.

You scoffed in response, now you refused to look at him knowing that if you did you wouldn't be able to stop your tears from falling.

"I feel like it's basic common knowledge but just to make it clear we're over." You bit your lip as you headed to the exist while his eyes widened.

"Wait-" He tried to grab your hand only for you to put a dagger on his throat. He tried to gently get you to remove the dagger from his neck only for you to slap his hand away

"One more movement and I'll slit your throat" You lowered your voice putting it closer to his throat drawing blood.

"Darling, we both know you won't do it." His eyes softened, not that you can see it from behind.

"Don't fucking call me that" you hissed biting your lips. A tear escaped your eye, slowly making it's way to the floor while staining your cheeks.

"Love, please you don't want to do this" He pleaded his hands clenched.

"You lied to me.. no. You deceived me!" Your voice cracked as you dropped the dagger.

Tachihara turned around and saw your state. Tears keep escaping your eyes, and your lips was blood stained from biting it. He felt guilty, he promised to make you happy and loved but he only betrayed you.

"I'm sorry please.." He tried to get close to you but you slapped his hand away.

"Everything I loved about you was nothing but an illusion! The man whom I cared for is gone, he's only an identity for some stupid mission!" You sobbed.

"Y/n please.." He tried to hug you but you flinched away from him.

"No! Don't touch me!" You cried.

He felt as if his heart was being squeezed apart. The one who used to be in his embrace was now flinching at his touch. He clenched his fist, burying his nails on his palm.

He knew that if he didn't make a move now he would completely lose you. You would just keep pushing him away and he would keep stumbling trying to go back to you. He was too much of a coward, this wouldn't have happened if atleast he let you know about his real identity, and he knows he can't keep being a coward. That's why he finally made a move.

Tachihara got closer to you not bothering to hear your cries anymore. When you finally reached his embrace, he hugged you. It felt too warm, your head rested on his chest and he caressed your hair while you were too stunned to speak.

"What the fuck are you doing?" You asked as he hushed your cries.

"Why do you keep doing this?! You don't need to pretend anymore! Your real identity of being a Hunting Dog is already exposed so why?" You cried looking at him.

"What do you mean?" He asks confused.

"Don't play fucking dumb!" You hissed.

"I don't know what you're talking about" He mutters and your eyes widened in disbelief.

"Please.. Just don't pretend to love me anymore.! So just.. just drop the act" you sobbed weekly punching his chest as you cried more. His own tears escaped, failing to suppress it.

"Why would you think that? I love you more than I love anything" He whispers making you look at him.

"What.?"

"I loved you not because of a mission! I love you and I will continue to! I'm sorry..." He faintly smiled letting his tears to flow. Your head dropped low on his chest.

"...Y/n?"

"You stupid fuck.." You muttered quietly, looking at him with pissed eyes.

"You fucking dumb bitch! You're being hunted by the whole Port Mafia right now and you have the guts to call me for a talk on the rooftop?!" You sniffled punching his shoulder

"Hey, hey I'm sorry okay?"He smiled at you,

"Tch! Whatever.." You muttered walking towards the exit swiping your tears away with your hand.

"Wait- Y/n"

"Hmm?" You walked towards him.

"I want you to promise me something"

"What is it Michi?"

"I wouldn't be able to meet you because of the conflict and the Hunting Dogs probably won't allow me to meet a Port Mafia member, so promise to still text me"

"Yeah sure whatever" you rolled your eyes.

"Just promise me it.. please? He pleaded.

"Sure but you have to promise me something in return"

"What is it?" He faintly smiled.

"When everything is over.. with the Rats, Port Mafia, Ada and the Hunting Dogs.. Promise me to quit the Hunting Dogs, and live a normal life with me somewhere"

"Then you're going to be hunted by the Mafia.." He furrowed his brows.

"That's why we're going to run away from our duties okay? I don't want to live in a life of bloodshed as an assassin anymore. And I certainly don't want to know you died in some mission with the Hunting Dogs." You shuffled through his hair much to his comfort.

"Mhm.. okay" He muttered as you continued to caress his hair.

"Also, promise me that you will try to be safe. No.. return in one piece once it's all over okay?" You held his cheek.

"That's two promises but okay" He smiled.

"Hai.. Whatever" You chuckled rolling your eyes.

"Return this if you've fullfiled your promises" You said, removing your necklace and giving it to him.

"Okay" He replied wearing it.

Suddenly, he kissed you as your tongues danced with each other in perfect rhythm. Your arms made it's way to his neck while his was around your hips. Both your lips parted and a string of saliva connected your mouths.

"I love you, Michi" You whispered.

"I love you more dear" He smiled.

You stayed in each other's warm embrace for a minute knowing it's going to be a while before seeing one another again.

"I'll see you next time, darling" You gave him a peck on his cheek before going to the exit while re smiled in response.

The breeze hit the door and Tachihara glanced to see no one. You didn't leave a single trace, he didn't even hear the footsteps of you walking down the stairs. He never knew you had an ability, only the boss does after all. Upon leaving the Mafia building, your smiled faded into one of distress. You snapped your fingers and your ability activated: The Perfect Crime. Your ability allows you to teleport to any place you have gone to. It's a very exceptional ability especially for an assassin like you, you are very valued by the Mafia for your skills. Yet, you cannot go untouched by the organization since your lover is a traitor to them.

You walked through the bustling cities of Yokohama, going around alleyways. You remembered your boss's words after revealing Tachihara's identity.

"Y/n, even if I value you as my greatest assassin.. You cannot go untouched, after all Tachihara did betray the organization and since he is your lover... You must pay the price of his actions." Mori sighed as he took a sip of wine from his glass.

"I see.." You muttered, ready for him to pull a knife or scalpel on your throat.

"You do know what happens to traitors don't you?" He smirked.

"Yes.. it's execution and torture" You nodded at him, biting your lip.

"That can be your fate now.." He says. You closed your eyes shut ready for death to come for you.

"However, since you have provided me with your service until now. I shall give you time until dawn to run, if you manage to outrun the Mafia, you live. If you don't you already know your fate. Or you can make him pay for the price." He explained setting his wine on the table and got closer to you. Your eyes widened at his preposition while you stared at him.

"Good luck. You're now dismissed" He never wiped that smirk of his face as he pat your shoulder and your eyes shrouded in fear.

You walked away slowly, closing the large doors of your boss's office. Your pace quickened and your jogging became running until you were out of breath. Tears flowed as you ran on the streets, ready to pack your belongings and leave Yokohama. You reached for your pocket for your keys and tried to open the door, your hands were trembling and as you entered you dropped down the floor. Closing the door you sat up and began to stuff clothes and necessities to a duffle bag, after packing you were ready to leave but then you saw Tachihara's message. You felt hopeless, it's either you kill him and bring proof or you die because of his actions. Grabbing a knife you head to the Port Mafia's rooftop and waited there grabbing yourself a cigarette.

That was quite a few hours ago. Now you were going through the bustling streets heading to your apartment. You arrived there taking your bag, purse and a fake passport and fake identification card. You ran, knowing full well of the Port Mafia's tactics of watching their prey before striking. You arrived at the airport and scanned around to see grunts and assassins around in disguise. You bought two tickets; one for America, one for Canada. They would most likely hunt you even if your outside Yokohama let alone Japan. You went to the bathroom and changed your clothes since they would probably watch your moves on security cameras.

You were on full make-up wearing a long sleeved blouse paired with a knee length skirt, you wore a lower knee length boots that hide your daggers that resides on the back of your legs. Putting on sunglasses you left for your flight. You looked completely different, you also scratched the surface of your ID and your picture and information changed. You left your phone on the bathroom and kept the stall locked so when they tracked you, your location is in the bathroom. You walked towards the plane, and boarded. You said goodbye to Yokohama, knowing that you will not be able to step back to it alive with the Port Mafia hunting you and you being wanted.

The plane took off and from the window you could see the sunrise, one that you have never felt more scared to see. They would now begin the hunt, and you will have to keep running as prey until they can't trace you anymore. You felt sorry for Tachihara, knowing you may not be able to fullfil the promise you agreed to. It wasn't that bad to be honest, you survived the first sunrise which you never expected but you will have to keep running until you can't no more for survival. You didn't regret not killing him when the opportunity was given, after all that was the price of loving him and you were happy to pay that price no matter the cost.

[osachiyo]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 by anonymous user ꒱. . . hello ! I really like your works, could I please request an insecure!reader with chuuya? and him fucking some sense into her? don't feel pressured to do this btw and feel free to ignore :D

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 note ꒱. . . here u go, nonnie ! I really liked this idea and sorry for taking so long on this request 😭 anyway, hope you enjoy ~~

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 c/w ꒱. . . (18+) n/sfw content, mentions of insecurities, body worshipper chuuya, praise, lowercase intended, hints of dumbfication, overstimulation, fingering, mirror sex, cunnilingus, chuuya eats it from the back !! 🗣️🗣️& more + not proofread

summary. . . you've been feeling insecure about your body and started to wonder if you were really good enough for someone like chuuya? but no worries, your lover doesn't mind reminding you how much he loves your body and more importantly, you.

you sighed, staring at your reflection in the fancy full-body mirror in front of you; god, you looked horrendous. you didn't know how chuuya, one of, if not the most beautiful man you've ever met, love someone like.. you.

what you also didn't know, though, was that your beloved chuuya had been standing in the doorway the entire time, slender figure leaning against the doorframe as a dull pain throbbed in his heart while he watched, heard you pick apart your body like it was the ugliest thing you had ever seen. he watched as you ran your fingers up and down the parts you hated the most, a frown tugging at your lips as you muttered something about "not being pretty enough". he didn't understand why you'd say such things about your body− all of those beautiful parts of yours that he cherished wholeheartedly.

you whipped your head around hearing the sound of the once slightly ajar bedroom door shut, your boyfriend entering the room. "hey doll, what're you up to?" chuuya's voice was heavy, laced with something you couldn't exactly put a finger on.

"hey, chuu," you smiled, though the action didn't meet your eyes. and chuuya could tell.

his eyes narrowed, gloved hands found their way around your waist, tugging you closer to him− your back flush against his chest. when did he walk all the way across the room?

"y'know, I heard everything right?" he muttered into your neck, strong arms tightening around your figure as you gulped nervously. "chuuya I−" "you're fuckin' beautiful. so don't say hurtful shit about yourself 'cause it for sure ain't true," he cut you off, now pressing soft kisses on the back of your neck to your shoulders, gloved hands reaching up your shirt to knead and gently caress your soft skin.

a whimper caught in your throat as chuuya's hands found your breasts− pushing your bra up to grope them under your shirt. "i love all parts of your body. fuck, you're so pretty. i'll fuckin' prove it to you if i have to."

"you see that, baby? see the way this pussy sucks my fingers in?" chuuya mused, now bare fingers plunging in and out of your sopping cunt as he had you spread in front of the giant mirror. "mm-! fuck, chuu−!" you were cut off by your own moans, beads of sweat forming on your forehead, making the little strands of your baby hair stick to your skin. "shh, baby. just focus on the way i finger fuck this pretty cunt, yeah?" your lover's voice was muffled by the soft kisses he was busy pressing all over your nape and shoulders, moving your hair out of the way to make it easier.

you could see everything in the mirror, from the way chuuya's slim fingers disappeared inside of your pussy to how much of a mess you've already become− glossy lips parted as loud moans and whines escape from your throat, the way your tits bounce and jiggle with each thrust of his digits. and hell, was it embarrassing. you jolted up when the tips of his appendages rubbed against that one spongey spot inside of your gooey walls− your jaw slacking as your eyes shut. only to receive a gentle but firm slap on your face from chuuya, "nuh-uh, baby. you're gonna watch how I please this beautiful body of yours," he growled lowly in your ear, fingers speeding up their pace as you twitch and whine in response. your vision was blurry− but you could still make out the way your face contorts to one of pure bliss in your reflection.

"yeaah− cum on these fingers, sweetheart," the ginger groaned as you soaked his fingers− your slick running down his wrist and staining the bed sheets underneath, soft curses and his name spewing out of your mouth as his fingers slowed down, aiding you to ride out your orgasm.

you gasped when he abruptly pulled them out of your still sensitive cunt− only to pop them in his mouth as he moaned from the taste of your juices melting on his tongue. "fuck, doll− I gotta taste you, need'a make you cum on my tongue−" he pushed you on your hands and knees before even finishing his sentence− a large hand pressing your back to a perfect arch, face down ass up.

"such a nice fuckin' ass," he groaned, fingers digging into the soft fat and spreading them as you whimper, pitifully clawing at the bed sheets. he playfully bit one of your globes, earning a whine in return which made him chuckle. chuuya's greedy hands ran down from your ass to your thighs, only to go back up to knead at your ass, "and these soft thighs− god, I could kiss 'em for hours."

and as if to prove himself, he started littering kisses all over your inner thighs, hands still kneading your ass before giving it a firm spank, making you jump. "hah, and of course−" he smirked before making his way to your pussy, "this pretty fuckin' pussy− prettiest one I've ever seen," he growled before diving in between your legs− hungry lips wrapping around your clit as you gasp out from the feeling.

"fu−ck! chuuya−!" you babbled, pussy still sensitive from your orgasm from earlier, his nose bumping against your slit as he runs his tongue in a zigzag motion across your clit. his fingers were spreading your ass apart for him, to get easy access to your sweet pussy that he wanted to devour so bad.

shamelessly nasty slurping noises came from between your parted thighs. your slick was already dripping down chuuya's chin as you tried your best to keep your gaze on the mirror, watching yourself getting eaten out from the back. fuck, your hair was a mess− your bare figure covered in bites and bruises that your boyfriend gave you, claiming it was his way of showing you were his. your makeup had been completely ruined; mascara running down your cheek in inky streaks, lipstick smudged− you looked utterly debauched, chuuya's favorite look on you.

a gurgled moan came out of your mouth when two fingers pushed inside of your sloppy pussy, the mafia executive's tongue now writing his name on your clit. a deep groan rumbled in his chest when you tried to run away from the feeling of his tongue and fingers on you− pulling you back before harshly cracking a palm down on your left globe, before curling his fingers further into you. tears were falling freely from your eyes at this point, mouth dropped to an 'o' as you chanted his name like a prayer− "chuu− please, fuck! s'too much−!" you cried out, if it weren't for chuuya's death grip on you, you'd already have fallen face first into the matress.

"you can− fuuck− take it, sweet girl," chuuya moaned into your pussy, the vibrations of the sound making your toes curl and apparently that was the last straw for you− "fuckfuck! 'm cummin'− cummingg−!!" your eyes rolled back into your skull as you squirted all over chuuya's face, his own hips rutting into the mattress as his eyes widen− he wasn't expecting you to do that.

chuuya gave your messy cunt a few more licks before kissing your clit, then pulling away. you looked back to see his face completely drenched− him licking his lips as he gave you a lopsided grin. "holy shit, baby. that was..." he muttered, still dazed as he ran his clean hand through his sweaty orange locks. you were still panting, chest heaving as you tried came down from the euphoric high before looking away in embarrassment, fingers fiddling with the sheets− then suddenly, you got slammed back against the bed. face down, ass up, again.

you heard a metal clink− likely his belt. the sound of expensive leather hitting the floor snapped you back into reality, he must've tossed the belt somewhere. it wasn't long before your thoughts got quickly cut off, chuuya's heavy tip slapping against your clit a few times as you whined, begging him to give you a rest but no− he wasn't gonna stop until he was sure he fucked all those negative thoughts out of your mind− wasn't gonna stop 'till all thoughts but his left that pretty little head of yours. you just had to sit still and take it, like the good girl you were.

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[suiana]

in which you left your boyfriend a little bit earlier than expected (various yandere characters x gn reader) (inspired by mr loverman by ricky montgomery) (angstober day 1)

OH WHAT AM I...

"hey- wait, you can't leave me yet- we still haven't done all the things you wanted to do-!"

SUPPOSED TO DO?

"hah, I'm sorry..."

WITHOUT YOU?

"don't apologize! you're gonna be fine..! just- just stay with me! we'll get you to a doctor and we'll be back to being happy with one another! like we promised!"

I'M MR LOVERMAN...

"yeah... that would be nice... forever together... like we promised..."

you smile tenderly at him, brushing a stray strand of hair away from his tear stricken face. your breath is shallow, hands shaking from the cold as you try to stay conscious. huh, was your boyfriend always this beautiful?

"have i ever told you how beautiful you are?"

AND I MISS MY LOVER, MAN...

"you have! you always have! now just shut up and focus on trying to stay alive!"

he sobs, holding your body in his arms as the snow around you stains red. his bloodied arms are shaking fervently as he grips you as though his life depended on it. you can't help but sigh slightly at this. even when you were dying, he just had to grip you like a stress ball.

I'M MR LOVERMAN...

"we both know i won't make it-"

"shut up! you can't leave me too! you'll be fine and- and we'll be back to being happy together!"

he sniffles, eyes red as he tries to keep a positive attitude about this situation. yeah you were dying, how tragic and sad. you both know this fact, but your obsessed lover just had to be delusional and hope for a miracle to happen. he didn't want to loose you after all. you were all he had left.

yet you weren't worried at all. not about the fact that your lovesick boyfriend was trying to delude himself into thinking you were alright. nor about the fact that you would be dying in less than 10 minutes.

...for all you could focus on was how his teary eyes, soft sniffles, the setting sun and the falling snow surrounding you two... made him look much more beautiful than before.

OH, AND I MISS MY LOVER

"you're beautiful."

"shut up! this isn't the time for flirting!"

you couldn't help but let out a chuckle. your boyfriend was just too cute.

I'M MR LOVERMAN...

"can't i flirt a bit with my handsome boyfriend before i die?"

"shut... shut up! you won't die! i won't let you!"

you hummed in response to his statement, smiling softly at his harsh yet loving tone. and it was then that you realised how much you loved him despite all the things he had done wrong.

AND I MISS MY LOVERMAN...

"what's so funny?!"

"nothing... just thinking about how much i love you."

he stares at you, a grim expression on his face as his hold on you increases tenfold. the aura around him changes and something in him seems to snap. maybe it's the realization that you're actually going to leave him?

I'M MR LOVERMAN...

suddenly, he connects the both of your lips, kissing you passionately yet ever so gently, as though you were a fragile flower. his tears stain your cheeks, desperate hands warming your cold body as he continues to kiss you like he was on limited time.

except he actually was, for this would be the last kiss you two shared.

when he had his fill, he pulled away from you, lips swollen as his tears just never seemed to stop falling. he hides his face in the crook of your neck, sobbing into your once warm skin as you mustered up the strength to slowly stroke his soft hair.

"i love you! i love you so much! please don't leave me!"

AND I MISS MY LOVER.

"i love you too."

you smile softly as he continues to sob into your neck. you truly wanted to stay like this with him forever, but the more your hands stroke his head, the more you felt yourself slipping into the comforting touch of death.

"...don't forget about me, okay?"

the male stops sobbing for a second, pulling away from your neck to scold you.

"how could i ever forget about you? dumbass..."

he grumbles, hiding in your neck once more as you laugh weakly, your arm falling onto his head in an attempt to comfort him.

"don't... come over too soon, okay? go and... live your life."

you pause for a bit before continuing.

"I'll always... be here for you."

the male hums in response, not wanting to talk as he feels your hand drop from his head. when you do so, he shivers slightly. ah... has it always been this cold?

"...what an idiot."

he mumbles, staring at your peaceful face as the once neverending tears stop falling from his beautiful eyes.

...you really left him, huh?

"not only did you leave me, but you also took my heart with you too... how cruel."

he just wanted to love you until the both of you had grey hair. so why did you have to be such a fool and slip from his grasp now?

chuuya nakahara, mushitaro oguri, gojo satoru, yuji itadori, danheng, gepard landau, wanderer/scaramouche, kaveh, denji, your faves<3

[awoogayanderes]

it takes the comfort of one person

➪ pairing : post pm ! osamu dazai x reader

➪ sypnosis : the sins of the past don’t always determine someone’s soul

➪ other notes : i have so many ideas but i genuinely don’t know how to write them out, but here you guys go :3

“do you think i’m a bad person ?” dazai asks you, his eyes staring into yours.

“what’s this about ?” you respond, lighting a cigarette, hands trembling in the dark.

“just thinking,” he says, “well don’t,” you sigh at the young man in front of you.

you can tell this affected him by the awkward silence he returns, looking away from you.

you sigh, "the trauma you experienced is very real, and and what that man had you do isn’t okay...but that doesn’t make you an angel either,” you say, an attempt to comfort him.

dazai doesn’t say anything, his fingers grabbing your cigarette, holding it up to his lips.

“and that’s okay, if you can recognize your own actions, you are the furthest from a bad person you can get,” you continue with a soft tone.

when you turned to look at dazai, for the first time in all the years you’ve known him, you saw a light shine in his eyes.

[saoirseyun]

━━━━FIGURE IT OUT, MY BAD HABIT.

⸝⸝ x fem!secretary!reader

IN WHICH━━ beast!dazai can't seem to find himself to love you back any further than what you two currently have.

CONTENT WARNING━━ angst, emotional hurt no comfort, arguements, fear of commitment, lack of proper communication, manipulative behaviors where both parties may be at fault*, sick and or twisted narrations, unhealthy coping mechanisms, sexual imagery, proceed with caution.

AUTHOR'S NOTE━━ written for a fantastic writer, @moomuzan. definitely check out ella's works every now and then if you got the time to—swear on my life, you wouldn't get hurt :]

WORD COUNT━━ 1.7k words, proofread

—He's implicitly tense tonight.

Maybe much more tense than normal, you'd eventually notice. After how he's hardly safekeeping those stiff emotions in check, his face in itself was becoming all too transparent for the eye's witness; your boss—the leader of Port Mafia himself—Dazai unable to stabilize his own nerves.

Why can't he; why must it have to be now, of all times? A begrudge—horrible look to his expression that blur between such nervous eyebrows and lips, the more you stared, and the longer he hesitates. It dishearten you, of rigid sensations from Dazai's skin in itself despite coming to be used to such sweet specks from those fingers, his hands... Eyes were barely ever on yours either tonight—anxious. And knowing Dazai he isn't a man to subject the tenderness of the heart.... It's inevitable to say that it's foreign to observe, closely, he's failing breaths and tearing his own body apart in that brain. You loosen your own grasp of his hand, the way it trembles shyly little by little.

He pulls away last second from your kiss, the thumb lazing on your delicious lips strokes itself away as Dazai took a step back and stares downward to your pretty face. He's not so confident, where as taking the move without drawled backs or even regretting to take it as his own, sort of confidence. Especially the sudden pause in Dazai's maple eyes and just knowing you'll be too intoxicating for him, he'd think. Was all he ever thinks inching away from you. "Do you still know what you're getting yourself into?" Dazai ensures,

And this? Far too often has this happen, for god's sake. A damn hassle just to get Dazai convinced enough that he does maybe loves you the fullest of his heart.

"...Dazai-san, please, it's obvious enough." Bathed breath evaporates from those shaky, tired lips. Frustration felt against the once comforting closure with Dazai... your brows knit together. "I've already told you about it time after time, why are you reacting this way?"

"I only desire to make sure so."

"...You're my secretary, are you not? I don't know much about you yet."

When you've lean your head to the side and take a couple moments blindly admire his brown eyes. Only, to some degree frizzled with the liberal strands of his brunet hair in the way—oh naturally so, you'd take the sweet time fixing Dazai's unkempt front bangs. He, in himself, maybe can only do very much less as he fixates his watch on you.

"It can't be."

You say, softly, rather defensively. Touch for touch, you felt his body beneath your hand. "You weren't one to act so hesitant." Which can be said towards anything he does. You've come to learn his sweet little mannerisms and etiquette regarding anything. "So what is it, 'samu? What's gotten into your head?"

But asking that is the worst possible thing you could've done imaginable right now. Watch attentively now—the click of his tongue and slipping those fine digits off from yours.

"Listen, we..."Dazai stops himself. A flick of his slim hand off the delicate skin that is your cheeks, a shift to his demeanor. "We've brought this up a couple of times. I'm still sure of that... However, I—"

"—can't have myself falling in love like this. Nor could I even let you."

He'd reminded—ramble on how it's too dangerous for you to be this close this life more than only being his secretary. Strictly. You weren't going to stand right there and listen, were you? You two—you two can make it out! Have it work, it's proven. Time after time, you and Dazai only seems natural to become a couple. How could he say those kinds of words so casually? What kind of sick freak. Frantic to think for some sort of explanation before—

"And why not? It's as difficult enough to make myself come to admit all of... this! My love!" You weren't even anticipating those same insults to blurt out your lips. To the palpable air and terrible, terrible vibe. "Now you're right here in front of me, telling that you're not allowed?" A scoff, "You've kissed my mouth several other times before, held this hand of mine into yours and just keeping each other as close as possible..." ...It scares you to think. To think that, perhaps, nonetheless the times he had mutter delectable, sweet words to your ear in times of need—private rendezvous underneath rain's cover or the safety of his locked office space—Dazai's an all-talk attitude. Albeit having the kind of demeanor of a sicken, lonely freak who's quite the gentleman regardless in reality. You've come to know him deeper by now, delicate, close, genuine, raw. Yet here you stand in the moment—doubting your own head.

...Guessing that it could potentially even be what Dazai wants all along—playing, foolish through your head and loosen the guard of your own senses. And him? He was disappointed with the ignorant faces you're making, unaware. "Please, now, my precious bella. Don't think of me so lowly. I'm not like myself as... much as I would like today. Trust me, have a little faith in me?" For your beloved? Yes, yes. A thousand times—without second thoughts or barely some times to think it thoroughly more. Definitely. Now? What about now? You'd think, not at all. "...Osamu, you're not sugarcoating me into believing that. I hate it when you try sweet talk on me too, y'know!?"

"I'm not trying anything." He'd raise his hands in defense. Headlock a terrifying shiver to the ear and falling to his spine as Dazai frowns at your reaction.

And then, you're tense. Tenser than ever.

Now, he'll ask himself, what has he done wrong? Can't you get it? You agreed to make it casual too, nothing serious—thus nothing more. It harms the heart nevertheless of such nonchalant words and mentally damaging, that's the jist. For some reason you've felt truer affection for the Port Mafia boss.

He's right on the money. You never wanted committment either from the start.

"Just take a look at us! I mean, it's been some time since we've began to privately date one another and I'm coming to realize that maybe I belong with you." It was exactly... naïve-esque much to Dazai's expectations. That desperate almost glint in the reflection of your darling eyes and such insistence. Kind of blissfully unaware which makes it all come crashing down in a major offense. Sorry if it hurts you in a way, surely he would've thought too alongside that in his head.

"That right there... That is one major problem."

A direct slap to your face, is what it all felt him muttering those words coldly with the bare minimum to pause and... Think. Think about you. Of certain love. "You're only getting it in your head! Don't act so cowardly to it."

"...[name], what I'm doing is for your benefit to be safe and sound—out of every fucking mess I get into with Mafia work. Now it won't even be smart and get with me... What's it to you, stubborn woman? You're a mere assistant to me; You shouldn't be explicitly involved."

Must he mistaken you to a underling? Working for a year under the organization's belt, you stood by Dazai's side for more than a single 12 months... You've felt the heart gone to hell and return between conflict after conflict, an unending cycle of relentless violence, blood smudge to the floors and grounds until the building themself stink of death and rotten flesh.

It's vile.

You can't help the words your mouth involuntarily spoke out in rebel to Dazai's repetitive rejection. Perhaps you did, or even not— "We can still be together and have that same level of security!" Is what you argue. Maybe double—or triple is what an unrealistic dream seems to be, but it can't hurt and imagine sometimes towards on that.

It was in the heat of the moment specifically why you won't back down, however.

As much as temptation touches the heart of his in sound of that ideal life, the two of you knew that deep down, it remains as nothing more as an ideal for another life instead. It's dangerous, life-threatening. If he falls for you now, it'll all collapse under a swift gaze of brute enemies dying of bloodthirst. That's all, all he ever knew. Ponder longer and for once the mafioso might be able to snap out of frustration, agony. Pain to what can't be have in his bandaged hands or held even a fraction near his bruised wrists. In shock, Dazai didn't notice the insult your lips blurt out, failure to comprehend after thought. Better yet, why must Dazai wonder about the whole ordeal now—his problematic worries and indescribable hyperbole fears. The man would've overthink and handle the situation at hand with ease... Thus maybe resting another couple of bottles last night was not the brightest.

Without a second to talk back you take in the irritation. "...Actually, y'know what? I don't even know why I agreed to this relationship." But fine, it was fun and scandalous to mess around oh so unprofessional with the man who's status much stands higher than you, wasn't it? Don't lie. Enter the office and share a brief kiss, exchange little gifts every now and then but often suggest a quickie or two on the chair—maybe his desk that you just so happen to enjoy ruining out of pleasure and sadism.

You turn from Dazai. Facing the flat exit in view, only the heel of your feet readying to walk away.

"I'll spell it out, though. I won't get sick for who you are but instead for what."

"I know I'll be in your heart until the end." Dazai observes how furious you would've been, rushing out of the office at once. "...You'll miss me, but don't beg me, babe."

...It is what it is. After that very last time of an encounter holding him as if Dazai was truly nothing but your own, you'll quit; first thing in the morning, and that settles it. Regardless of Dazai's disapproval.

You can't help but wonder if he really did meant well.

postscript: i knew that writing this kind of dynamic could be delicate, complex, and or even complicated to write in a way the [narrator] can't stand on either side; a losing battle where neither are satisfied and feels unhealthy. i guess that's the appeal to stubborn, rehashed arguements particularly anyway. id want the reader make up their own conclusion.

~from south korea with love, 수빈

[starrynightarchive]

fic masterlist

you can find all my fics sorted according to fandom, ships and wordcount here! along with a silly paragraph on why you should read it in every post :p

bungou stray dogs:

achilles come down (soukokou || 6k words)

fleurs du mal (fem!skk || 2.6k words)

i won't let go of your hand (fukufuku || 1k words)

darling, don't you weep (soukokou || 3.8k words)

of heathens too far-gone to save (nikonathan || 10k words)

we are alone (and all we need) (fyolai || 4.5k words) (ft. @feralshadowdemon )

friend, please (don't take your life away from me) (fukuzawa & dazai dynamic study || 15.3k words)

where we're from, there's no sun (yosano & dazai dynamic study || 15.9k words)

he ain't heavy, he's my brother (ranpo & dazai dynamic study || 13.7k words)

navarasam (soukokou || ongoing)

haikyuu!! :

till forever falls apart (iwaoi || 82k words)

do you like or like like me? (sakuatsu || 5.2k words)

the love you gave me remains, that's why i'm still alive (sakuatsu || 13k words)

death note:

dollhouse (light & sayu dynamic study || 8.3k words)

cotton candy (lawlight || ongoing) (ft. @evilkaeya, @minusboy , @ryuvnosuke

[causenessus]

present. | nakahara chuuya

behind closed doors are two kids who never had a childhood. but it’s too late to mourn the past. life is supposed to be about living in the present—about those small moments that aren't really that small, right? only at night and when they are alone is it safe to grieve what they never had in the safety of each other’s arms. and maybe they are everything the other has hoped for and more. . . . “villian and violent, infant and innocent, baby, both arms cradle you now. mystery of lack, stabbing stars through my back.”

chuuya x f!reader

ongoing written work

taglist if anyone wants <3 gen taglist will not be automatically added because ik this isn't the norm!

playlist (on spotify <3)

warnings & notes: hello bsd fandom we are up, past childhood trauma, LOTS of hurt/comfort, abandonment issues, swearing, pm!reader, violence (no way), I haven't decided if there's anything explicit yet but will be sure to say something if there is explicit content. umm spoilers ig? very much follows the storyline of bsd but I did that not to be basic but to give more definition to characters such as describing the reaction of characters who did not play big part in an arc's reaction to events in the storyline, I started this fic in January of this year and will mainly just be copying and pasting from there and trying to proofread but know this is basically just a self-insert I have decided to share with the world so don't come for me. this is all based off this one one-shot I wrote months ago if you're dying for a sneak peak. written in 3rd perspective!!

table of contents:

one: i hope to be around two: high dive three: hoy no estaré four: the sun is bad five: cigarettes out the window six: impacto (coming soon <3)

divider by me :)

[collectingavenuesmwue]

List of 150+ skk fics

I’m so sorry this is really disorganized 😭 I haven’t read a majority of these so I have no clue which are multi-chapters or one-shots 🙏🙏

UPDATE: WE NOW HAVE OVER 150+ FICS! please do not let the number intimidate you, all these fics are amazing works of art <3

GOOD LUCK GUYS‼️

This is how it feels to take a fall - forest_raccoon

Willful neglect - toucheslikethesun

I’ll always come for chuuya - anon

I was screaming your name through the radio - ElectricSplatter

A lesson in thorns - arkastadt 

When i awake - wildflowertea 

Because i’m not me without you - millelav 

For one day - StarshipDancer

A peer behind the mask - karmicMayhem 

Its easy if it’s you - lunarumbra 

Lie lie truth - StarshipDancer

i’ll bleed out for you - Starshipdancer 

Linger - iskendaris 

Six peculiar things about chuuya nakahara according to dazai - BlowingYourMind

Untainted memories - serenathea 

Narrow staircases - rutu14 

Picking a flower that blooms on the heart for you - burgundytshirt 

Home is where the heart is - setosdarkness 

360 degrees - setosdarkness

Dearest hatrack- xxalwayssofia 

This isn’t giving up no this is letting go - Erica45

Do i get my worthless reward yet? - World_Ender22 

Alexithymia - pitouchips  (I have a shrine in my head for this fic it’s so scrumptious)

When Humanity leaves - TheBloodySadist

The harder they fall - the_most_happy (This one is really cute)

Firefly - aetta

Everything had changed, yet the moon was still there -  fifi_writes

Going home - silaswastaken 

Without words - starshipdancer

Hide the truth - writingfromtheshadows

I’ll always come for chuuya - timeisdancing 

All my own - halfbloom (diphylleias)

Around we go (and back again) - zombiemarker

Bite your tongue - soupthatistoohot 

All the holes we had to breathe - airiena 

Deaths offers no absolution - Zairielon 

Like a piece of glass - kagshina 

Over every extinguished past - tucuxi

Silent sorrows/ loud feelings - foundmywei 

STORM - findmywei

Stay - the_most_happy

Clear skies - burgundytshirt

I’ll make a home in your gut because it’s somewhere warm to sleep - arahabakii 

Replaceable- timeisdancing

Run away with me - timeisdancing

I was never meant to last - timeisdancing

Lessons in kissing - timeisdancing 

The void is loud and wants tuna - mistflowerxuan 

The last string to sever - foundmywei

His dark eyes got a little lighter - blowingyourmind (This fic is so cute)

Seeing red - athenaistired

I’ll die in his cold, cold arms - venusdahlia (I LOVE this fic)

Id do it all again (and i will) -noomm9393 

Willful neglect - timeisdancing

Teenage nightmares commit atrocities - forever_wandering

Snow white and the huntsman - paranoid_fridge

One more time with feelings - Root (Fyki)

Doll parts - the_most_happy

If you refuse to listen i’ll say it twice, love of my life - olympiansally 

Sulfur and vinegar - jjmvge 

Rum-flavoured tales - blackoocat  (Ilove this fic it’s so cute)

30 kisses - setosdarkness

Partners - setosdarkness

Wet bandages - starshipdancer

Moving pains - cactusnamedbob

Realizations in a shared hotel room - setosdarkness

Only for you - StormDew2

A game of honesty - starshipdancer

For the rest of the hour - photography_tea

Selfish - Root(fyki)

Sleeping habits - purplesan

All these reckless night - feralrookie(ag_sasami)

So if you go too far i’ll be there - Kimisu

Cuddles for a god - gay._and_dying

You’re drunk (but i guess i’ll stay) - StormDew2

Comforts of the floor - smol_biblophile_firefly

This side of you - soukokuparadise

Come lie with my bones - nolongersorrows 

Slightly more human - bullshitzarry

The fire under his skin - blowingyourmind

The moments in between - hellcatspangledshalalala

Recovery - rutu14

Stab wound - sp1tl0rd

It starts with bloodshed - parasocialism

All that i can give for you - Bitterbutcute

A place like this - roadtosomewhere

Whispers in the dark - castielwho

Lend me your shoulder (i’ve never had someone to lean on) - scripted_suicide

I have died every night waking for you (all alone i have been waiting for you) - scripted_suicide

An attempt at intimacy - unc4nnycrypt1d

Hey look, the sky’s falling apart - saffroncassis (aww this one’s cute)

For the record - zombiemarker

A mouth to empty into - SERIES osamuchuu

Love is not a victory march - osamuchuu

Believe me darling, the stars were made for falling - communist_sasuke

Trust fall - insi

Even the darkness we’re watching is so beautiful - Nastyaex

Stay - neon_toad

Where are you? - doeinsinct

Run away with me - Anon

Stay the night - Shinkirou

Fool for loyalty, or some other word - osamuchuu

Under wraps - coffeebiscuits 

Nothing more important than you - stormdew2

The heat of your orange - etrevil 

Mors Vincit Omnia - themadtree 

The city where the wind blows - Raven_Rein (MY GOD THIS IS BEAUTIFUL)

ANY likeshining fics please they’re great

Dazai in 2010 - HyperNovva

Heartless - arkastadat

Inseparable - milwritescausewhynot

Turning pages - arkastadat

x - strawberry_wlw (skk as math equations this wa so cute)

When I awake - wildflowertea

So if I survive, then I’ll see you tomorrow - prettysicknasty

Can I help you? - Or the hilariously ironic yet accidentally romantic tale of the bookshop cashier who never read and the literature major who couldn’t stop - EuGrace

Brute - moved (liberateas)

Soul - roadtosomewhere

The (latte) art of seduction - prsnlenvy

Harvester of Sorrow - arkastadt

What is being human anyway? - why_cant_turtles_fly (PLEASE READ THIS GUYS PLEASEPLEASE)

Visiting Hours - the_most_happy (this fic BROKE me)

On Pins & Needles - UnicornPopcorn14

ten tons of silence - katering

There You Are (In My Arms) - calmlb

hold my hand, consign me not to darkness - ekkorukki

Cigarette Sunsets - cainwear

The way I love you (and everything in between) - Aspendoesinfactlive

Pristine Pages of Twisted Fate - Milky_latte

The Night That Belonged To No One - SavvyzKoolr

Instinct to Love series - skylorr

Letters From the Heart - WDAMN2 (go ahead and break my heart will you)

Chuuya the Vampire Slayer - Criticalpancake

Project Cauldron series - yugi_amane_is_dead

Breathe the life back into my bones - BlowingYourMind

Magnetic Pull - BlowingYourMind

daffodils are honest - bipretzels

The Sky is What We Leave Behind - CapriStar (OneDer)

The Sailor Song - fauxtales

you became the devil (just to save me from hell?) - EmeraldEclipse

Tainted Heart, Corrupted Soul - GingerbreadRunsAway

with every battle, we lose a little more - RegHasBeenCorrupted (hunger games au WHEN?????)

See through my scars - chxxrychuu

strange in all aspects - setosdarkness

The (Un)Lucky Ones - songofthesheep

Our Bittersweet Symphony - EmotionalGemini

Instinct to Love - skylorr SERIES

One More Duet (With this Love of Mine) - SandgrassBagel (this fic is beautiful)

Fuck Me Harder - the_most_happy (the silliest little goobers)

MOTORSPORT. - saisblue

[the-bloody-sadist]

NEW FIC: A Funeral That Will Never Happen

🩸BungouStrayDogs

🩸Fyozai

🩸Angst, catharsis

🩸Explicit (for the graphic rep of the theme)

🩸Suic*dal ideation, planning a funeral, enemies to lovers if you squint, assisted suic*de

📖: archiveofourown.org/works/61190374

“I feel better now.”

[thewickedjazzy]

Mystery November agenda is here, pookies! 🔍

(featuring osamu dazai)

ᯓspy! dazai x pm! reader :

❛deep undercover, tangled in secrets… will love or betrayal win?❜

ᯓada! dazai x detective! reader :

❛two brilliant minds, one mystery... but what happens when he becomes your most dangerous puzzle piece? ❜

[NOTE: both stories will be stretched over several chapters. also, it may include nsfw content but it can be skippable] dividers are made by me, please don't claim as your own xx. also, special thanks to @chuuminn and @bittysuguro for helping me out and always being the superstars that they are xx.

©2024 @thewickedjazzy ─── please do not copy, translate, or post on any platform.

[gfdazai]

Kissing his tears away. ♡

no cws rlly, Atsushi is having a flashback and is in a state of confusion for the first half of it. established relationship. It implies his episodes to be a repeated thing towards the end. Hurt/comfort? Wc 500ish, not edited/proofchecked. GN reader! {No pronouns or terms (other than precious) being used towards reader.}

Atsushi, who's crying after having an episode of flashbacks. He's stuck in his dorm, curled up in a closet as he mutters and pleads for whoever to stop.

You, precious, you. You stepping into his dorm, the door falling shut alarming him of your presence — taking your shoes off by the door, wanting to be polite, after all.

Atsushi doesn't want to come out of the closet, scared of what's waiting outside of it for him. He's shaking — his breathing quiet, but panicked.

He's wants to plead for forgiveness, scared of whatever punishment he's getting from the head of the orphanage, but is frozen when he hears footsteps approaching.

He puts his hands over his mouth, squeezing his eyes shut, silently praying for forgiveness, when he hears a short, soft voice.

"Atsushi?"

He pauses, not sure of what to do. What if this was all a trick? He's probably imagining you, and the director will find him any moment...

He doesn't fight when you gently tug him up, or out of the closet, just apologizing and standing there, unsure of what to do. ...Should he say he's fine, when he's clearly not?... He's never been caught in this bad of an episode. He's supposed to be bright and sunny Atsushi Nakajima.

"Atsushi..." You say softly, "Can I touch you?" His eyes slowly and hesitantly open, eyes fluttering to your face — the image being slightly distorted by his tearful eyes.

His hands slowly unclench his hair, the stinging finally settling into his scalp — he hopes he didn't cause himself to bleed. Again. He nods a little, swallowing — not trusting his voice.

You smile, and God. You look so trustworthy, so... So different from the director. Of course you're not the director — how could he ever think so?... The director is gone, Atsushi is out of the orphanage. He's not there anymore... He shouldn't be having these thoughts — these memories.

You gently tug him onto the couch, your hand lovingly combing out the tangles in his messy hair. He lets you. He stiffens a little at first, but when you intertwine your fingers with his? His breathing grows a little softer.

"Would you be comfortable sharing what triggered you?" You ask, voice not pressuring him at all, but he still feels guilty for not answering automatically. He swallows, his gaze falling to the floor as he shakes his head.

"It's okay, Atsushi." You murmur, and he feels your soft, slightly warm lips pressing against the coolness of his tears. When did he start crying?... He sniffles pathetically at that.

"I'm sorry..." He mutters, hiding his face in his hands. "I'm sorry." He repeats. He doesn't know how to react, but he doesn't stop you again.

"It's okay. I'm not mad." You mumble softly, and he folds, turning and clinging to you. He hides his face in your neck and just... Cries. He cries like a broken boy — like a broken child.

You kiss his tears, kissing away the salty, memories of the past. You kiss away his scars, his scares — his past.

Please don't steal my work, nor feed it to any sort of AI. Thank you! ♡

[justchelleing]

Event Masterlist

- if it doesn't have a link, it means that I'm still either working on it or procrastinating but it's probably the latter.

100 Followers Event: Closed

[Dazai x Reader] "Cold sheets...where's my love?"

[Ranpo x Reader] "tell me baby why do you seem so blue?"

[Dazai x Reader] "somewhere in these eyes I'm on your side"

[Chuuya x Reader] "when he calls me pretty I feel like somebody"

[Ranpo x Reader] "I used to like smoking to stop all the thinking"

[Ranpo x Reader] "he's looking for a dog. Did you find your bitch in me?"

[Dazai x Reader] "You took my broken melody, now I hear a symphony" — "somewhere in these eyes I'm on your side"

200 Followers Event: Closed

[Jouno x Reader] "You're my caged bird, you shall sing when I want you to"

[Sigma, Mori x Reader] "You're my caged bird, you shall sing when I want you to" — Hcs

[Jouno x Reader] "You're mine"

[Jouno x Reader] "You're weak, you need me" — "How pathetic"

[Jouno x Reader] "You're weak, you need me" — "I'll never let you go"

[Mori, Tecchuo x Reader] "You're mine" — Hcs

[Fyodor x Reader] "I'll kill myself if you ever leave me"

[Poe x Reader] "I'll never let you leave me" — "You're mine"

[Mori x Reader] "I'll never let you go"

October Event: Open

300 Followers Event: In the Making

[anticidic]

Maximum heartbreak would be a BEAST AU but Chuuya works for the ADA instead, and Dazai still retains all the knowledge he has of the original world. The BEAST timeline diverges well before Dazai and Oda were supposed to meet—this time, not even Dazai and Chuuya meet.

And predictably and understandably, ADA Chuuya is hostile to him.

[scarletgray]

SOUKOKU ANGST WITH A HAPPY ENDING FIC RECS!!

⚠️WARNING⚠️ some of these are ANGST with a hopeful ending you will cry scream throw up maybe hallucinate but all's well that ends well amirite. Also some of these are just a little teeny tiny angsty and full of fluffy happy happy so you guys can play russian roulette.

This is how it feels to take a fall by forest_raccoon (FERAL DAZAI UNHINGED DAZAI WE STAN)

Willful Neglect by Anonymous (just search by title on ao3)

I'll Always Come for Chuuya by Anonymous

I Was Screaming Your Name Through The Radio by ElectricSplatter (slowest burn in the world but istg a few scenes made it so worth it for me)

A Lesson in Thorns by arkastadt (read tags!!)

When I Awake by wildflowertea

Because I'm not me without you by millelav (laugh and cry so adorable 10/10)

For One Day by StarshipDancer (oh yk its good when its starship dancer)

A peer behind the mask by karmicMayhem (dazai backstory I REALLY LOVE THIS ONE definitely my top 10 fics ever)

it's easy, if it's you by lunarumbra (I LOVE fake/pretend relationships)

Lie, Lie, Truth by StarshipDancer

i'll bleed out for you by StarshipDancer (RATTATA IS ADORABLE I ACTUALLY CRIED KILLED MYSELF)

Linger by iskendaris (I CRIED SCREAMED DIED)

Six peculiar things about Chuuya Nakahara according to Dazai. by BlowingYourMind (more like hurt comfort but CUTE)

Untainted Memories by serenathea (CRYINGGGG CRYING)

Narrow Staircases by rutu14 (ik i added this in my previous fic recs but i just have to mention it again bc it is ANGST with a hopeful ending and just so so good go read it again even)

No longer... Adult? by Windztone (i need to hug baby dazai or i die)

picking a flower that blooms on the heart for you by burgundytshirt

home is where the heart is by setosdarkness

360 degrees by setosdarkness

dearest hatrack by xxalwayssofia

This Isn't Giving Up, No This is Letting Go by Erica45

Do I Get My Worthless Reward Yet? by World_Ender22

[raccoonwxrks]

15 Soukoku au but make it a lot angst

I don't really know what to say about this because it's a bit complex, so let's just say that it's similar to the original story, but there are no powers and Dazai is REALLY not good... really really NOT good--

[yourteght]

» A DISTÂNCIA ENTRE NÓS — capa doada

⟅30.07.2024 — imaginem o seguinte: eu sem internet, sem disposição, sem nada (!) indo fazer uma capa que não dava nada por ela e eu acabar de finalizar, e ficar sem entender COMO QUE ELA FICOU TÃO LINDA ASSIM!? Mas vamos por partes, eu sou apaixonado por papel, principalmente papel meio vintage sabe? (Não me julgue) e eu tinha algumas ideias do que queria com base na ideia de algo mais antigo, no estilo mais cult (?) porém, eu queria colocar azul e isso foi o que mais me dificultou na hora de finalizar a capa. No fim das contas, a capa ficou um amor e mais linda com meus bebês queridos de bsd (vou até rever o anime)