roses are red (Yandere! Chuuya! x Reader)

you're work at the agency. with your friends who you call your family, and you didn't notice that a certain red-head has been stalking you hey everyone! I'm rewriting an old story I made for chuuya!

Kiyoko's Little Sister: Yandere haikyuu Boys X Female reader

Yandere Haikyuu Boys x Female Reader you are the little sister of Kiyoko and you have just moved back in with your sister and mother. You switch schools and start going to Karasuno and you also become the new manger. The boys on the volleyball team start becoming possessive over you. How will you survive? warning thi...

Yandere! Daisuke Kambe x Reader

Warning OOC

ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴏʀʀʏ { Yandere Chuuya Nakahara x Reader }

What is love to you? A question often asked, the mystery question that no one can really put an answer beside it. What lengths would one be willing to go how far? He himself doesn't understand what he's feeling, what is slowly circling around him, what is slowly eating away at him, and all he had to offer, all that gr...

Captured Soul (Mafia Boss Dazai X Reader)

This is based off of Bungou Stray Dogs BEAST I hope I got the personalities correct of the character 😔 ✌🏽 Btw this is my first time writing a story so critiques are welcome :)

Yandere! Dazai Osamu x Reader (Series)(Smut/Lemon)

You signed up to become a part time intern at the Armed Detective Agency and it looks like your coworker, Dazai, instantly became interested in you. He volunteers to help you out as much as he can and you notice that he's getting increasingly protective of you. You feel that it's sweet but it seems like there's always...

Bandaged (Yandere!DazaixReader)

You applied to Armed Detective Agency (ADA) to fill the position for Detective. Things are going smooth and well... Until you met him His silky dark brunette hair flapped in the wind as he sultry walks.His soft beautiful tan eyes shined with the mystery and beauty as he caught eyes with you. Apart from that, he's cove...

𝐇(𝐀)𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 | yandere! dazai osamu

d.osamu x reader | Taking refuge in a house that no one dared to even glance at the end of the street, you, (y/n) (l/n), discover that things are alive in this house. The paintings become unnaturally saturated when you walk past them, yet they dull into dusty hues when you stare at their averting eyes. The floorboards...