#ozaki kouyou bsd

[cerebralinvasion]

If that okay, can I please have one shot, ow yandere Ozaki Koyo who tires to stop the reader to leave mafia. The reader is tired of working for the criminals and wants to start a fresh quiet life. However, Ozaki does not want to let go of the reader, and will tries to find a way, to force the reader to stay in mafia. Gender Neutral reader is fine.

return to sender.

yandere koyo ozaki x reader.

notes: sorry for being gone so long everyone!! im backkkk

tags/warnings: yandere, brief mentions of god, threats but no violence really

the life you had chosen wasn’t an easy one. of course you had known that going in. no one joins the mafia thinking it was going to be cupcakes and rainbows. but maybe you had underestimated how brutal your life would become. or maybe you just chose to ignore it. chose to lie to yourself that it wouldn’t be all that bad, do whatever you could to make the money you desperately needed. it was difficult, of course. working by the higher ups was terrifying. you constantly feared for your life, even around those you were supposed to consider allies. you never truly felt like you fit in where you had come to find yourself. the people around you felt dangerous in a way you were not. whether they worked above you or on your level, you felt like an oddity. someone whose mind just wasn’t strong enough for this life, not the way theirs were.

there was only one person you had come to find comfort in: koyo. as an executive her position was held second only to the boss. from her status, to her fighting skills, her wits, and her supernatural ability— she was superior to you on every level. she had no business with a low-life grunt such as yourself. yet somehow, despite all odds, you managed to peak her interest. you don’t have a clue what it could have been. what you possibly could have accomplished for her to take you under her wing like she did, but it worked. you’d managed to garner her favor.

it was a lot different now than it had been when you two first interacted, all tense shoulders and short responses on your end. trying to make yourself as small as possible and avoid catching her eye. that’s changed. you wouldn’t say you had ever become at ease in her presence, however you did lose much of the initial terror. out of everyone in the mafia, you could easily say you preferred to spend your time with koyo.

but it wasn’t enough. having a single person you could semi-trust just wasn’t enough to convince you to continue like this. to continue staking your life every day for profit. putting everything you had in terrible danger and trampling your morals for some extra cash.

finding your way into the mafia had been hard, and you knew that finding your way out would be even harder. but you had to try. you refused to lay down the rest of your life for this. naturally, it’d be dangerous. but no more dangerous than engaging in shootouts on a regular basis. no more dangerous than spending your days around seasoned killers.

the plan was simple. make yourself as little of a threat as possible. you wouldn’t turn to the government or anything of that nature. you figured that if you made it clear enough that you wouldn’t be any harm they wouldn’t even bother looking for you. you know people have done it before, maybe you could be one of them. it’s not like you were a noteworthy asset. you weren’t an executive or a leader of any unit. you were just another faceless grunt. the odds that anyone would not only notice but also care were slim. you didn’t have access to highly classified information. you would make a pretty useless traitor.

on the night of your departure you worked quickly. packing everything necessary from your apartment into a rather large suitcase. you withdrew the money from your bank account and found your way to a mediocre hotel until you decided where you’d go. but just as you were preparing to settle in for the night you heard a knock on the door. it had to be near 4am, what was room service doing at this time of night?

the second you twisted the door handle you were flung back. something had hit you, hard. there was little damage, but you could already feel an aching sensation bloom along where your head and back had made contact with the wall. you looked up. there was a blade at your throat and a woman a few feet ahead of you. you dared not move. not when a literal demon held a short sword centimeters from your jugular.

“now what do we have here?” elegant as ever, koyo strode further into the room, making her way to the wall opposite the door, where you were pinned into place by the golden demon.

“koyo….” your mouth instantly dried up when you heard her voice. “how did you… find me?”

she laughed.

“did you actually expect to simply waltz out of the port mafia? you should know better. i really did think you were smarter than that… you didn’t even bother leaving the city.”

“it hasn’t even been six hours since i packed up… i got to the hotel less than an hour ago! how? how did you get here so fast?”

koyo’s movements were near serpentlike as she brought her own shortsword up to your neck, taking the golden demon’s place. the ability moved behind her in a defensive position. it floated ominously, it’s mere form acting as a barricade from the door. no one would be getting in or out until koyo removed the thing.

“you really should break this habit of underestimating the opponent. of course i found you. maybe the hope in your heart came with a heavy dose of naivety. hope that things would work out for you in a way they didn’t back with the mafia. you should know by now that god is no longer on your side, not after all you’ve done.”

your breathing stuttered. she was right. you never would have rushed into something with a plan as rudimentary as ‘just hope the enemy won’t notice’ back when you were with the mafia. only a cruel hope could produce such utter stupidity.

“still, to think you’d disappear without so much as a goodbye? not even to me?” koyo tapped the blade against the underbelly of your chin, watching as you tilted your head upward to avoid it.

“don’t… don’t kill me. please just let me go. i promise, i swear on everything, i won’t tell anyone anything. please.”

“now, you know i can’t do that, right?”

your breath quickened. was this it? the whole plan was stupid and half baked in hindsight, now it seemed you would pay for your lack of foresight with your life.

you weren’t ready to die.

“poor thing… you’re trembling. really, just how far did you think you’d make it? no offense, dear, but there’s no way someone like you could make it out of here. you’re no osamu dazai, you know? pitting yourself against the port mafia is a losing battle. you’d be crushed like a butterfly in the beak of a hawk, and wouldn’t that be unfortunate.”

“i just don’t understand… why would an executive like you be sent to fetch someone like me?”

“sent? oh no, you misunderstand. nobody sent me to come get you. in fact, no one else even knows you tried to leave, not that they wouldn’t have found out within the week... but tonight? consider this a… personal endeavor.”

you furrowed your brows. the more questions she answered the more confused you became.

koyo pulled the sword away, neatly tucking it back in it’s holster. the blade once again masqueraded as an elegant parasol. demon snow fizzled out of existence. she reached the hand not gripping the wagasa towards you. offering a hand to help you up.

“now then, let’s go home before you cause any more trouble.”

[tuunateeth]

come on, lad

[nekovale]

4+ comic pages for a stupid punchline? apparently

[liyv]

a very beloved happy birthday 🎉

[piedpip3rrr]

The port mafia presents

[sabh0]

Atp im just drawing some ''Chuuya and the people that care about him" series or smth

[mqrsss]

more doodles of the skk coraline au :3c

[byakko-the-assassin]

Ignore the blue dots at Kouyou's kimono and the weird lighting... (I got lazy again)

Edit: To the ppl who say the glass stain looks nice its not drawn by me its one of the Ibis Paint materials so sry for disappointing anyone.

Another Edit: STOP LIKING AND REBLOGGING THIS I DONT DESERVE IT BRO 😭😭 I wanna cry this is the most likes and reblogs I've gotten, especially after like 2 days. Thx everyone for the compliments on your reblogs srsly I don't deserve it 😭😭

Edit 3: THANK YOUUUU. 💖💖It's been almost a week since I posted tiss (I lost count) and its still getting so much attention. Thx sm for ur compliments it mad me cry 😭😭(in a good way)

Edit 4: TYSM FOR 2K LIKES AND 300 REBLOGS I LOVE YALL 💖💖

[nooodlegod]

Kouyou..

[twilicidity]

Based on this post

[thedarkdisgrace]

Isn’t it interesting the two people closest to Chuuya when he joined the mafia cover opposite eyes?

Edit: I’m gonna post an short kind of analysis on this soon.

Edit 2: posted the analysis

[antikr1sta]

me??? drawing something that isn't skk????.. this is unheard of....

Anyway.. here's Ane-san <3

[etrevil]

Kouyou: I know what you are.

NO PURSUING 😭 in a burning building, skk will still be drawn to each other, so much so it's become a work hazard.

[mothzan]

Moving on

[i-eat-mold]

I know this looks as if it was made by a 13yo but I can only say I was just playing around with motions and shit because wow things move

[courtesanofdeath]

Port Mafia ♤ Magazine Cover