"I was a prey all my life, but I became a predator for the same reason too." For my whole life, even before I had reached my adolescence, I knew I dreamed of becoming a detective - just like father once was - my admiration and respect for the title never running short since I was a mere child. What I did not know, however, was that my ambition of becoming one would arrive sooner than expected, being forced into engaging with real crimes and relying on my own capabilities and the abilities of others to solve these. While death came knocking at my door, so did the start of a new relationship, with whom Yokohama knew as being their "greatest detective". [All criminals and cases are based on real crime] 🅲🅾🅼🅿🅻🅴🆃🅴🅳: 09 / 03 / 2021 🅻🅰🆂🆃 🆄🅿🅳🅰🆃🅴: 13 / 09 / 2022 ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘: detective #64 crime #98 bsd #63 bungoustraydogs #21 ranpo #1 ranpoxreader #1 ranpoedogawa #1 [I do not own Bungou Stray Dogs or its characters, nor do I own the photo used for the cover, but I do own the plot] [Ranpo x fem! Reader - She/her pronouns will be used]

Ranpo Edogawa x Reader [Smut] For wider context, please see "Prey and Predator [Ranpo]" by @AnAlienFromJupiter Please do not request for more smut to be added to this book. This will be a one-part story. Thank you for your time, hope you enjoy, and I'm sorry...?

"ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴅɪᴇ - ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴜʀʏ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʟᴀʙᴏᴜʀ." Fire burns brighter in the darkness. Evil lurks suitably amongst the shadows of death. They say that a child who isn't embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth. And that's what [Y/N] has literally had to do-though subconsciously-while desperately trying to make a change. After committing arson with her ability in rural Japan, she's taken to Yokohama to be kept under the supervision of the Port Mafia-Fire burns brighter in the darkness, right? So then, why is it that Dazai insists on refusing to let her lurk in the shadows of death? What could a former mafioso want to prove-needed to prove-besides the moral wrongs of a life lead of crime? But convicts know no morals; former Mafia executives and proactive arsonists are certainly not the best with morals... but if he insists... . . . "Will you wait for me in heaven?" "Don't make me wait for too long, [Y/N]." - I pulled the trigger. I shot Dazai. 🅲🅾🅼🅿🅻🅴🆃🅴🅳: 05 / 10 / 2021 🅷🅸🅶🅷🅴🆂🆃 🆁🅰🅽🅺🅸🅽🅶: bungo #1 bungostraydogs #114 dazai #99 dazaiosamu #3 osamudazai #32 dazaixreader #12 akutagawa #33 happiness #139 depression #379 [I do not own Bungou Stray Dogs or any publicly recognised characters, nor do I own the media used in this book (majority of which is taken from the anime), but I do own the plot] [Osamu Dazai x fem! Reader - She/her pronouns will be used]

Osamu Dazai x Reader [Smut] For wider context, please see "Chrysanthemum Garden [Dazai]" by @AnAlienFromJupiter Please do not request for more smut to be added to this book. This will be a one-part story. Thank you for your time, hope you enjoy, and I'm sorry...?

Hi guys. So, I had this amazing idea to ship my favourite Wattpad author with Sigma and huh this is the result. I'll add more details on the introduction! Thanks for choosing to read this! It's my first published work omg >~<

"To the incoherent noises in my head that have spoken what my voice could not." ɪɴᴜʀᴇ /ɪˈnjʊə,ɪˈnjɔː/ (v.) to accustom (someone) to something, especially something unpleasant. An original anthology where every poem is based on a true story ✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙ [ The photograph used and edited for the cover is credited to @TheHumanFromEarth , author of this anthology ] © TheHumanFromEarth , 2021

Studio Bones could really do with an extra pair of helping hands to support Bungou Stray Dogs, and that is why I (*'︶'*) volunteer as tribute~ *.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.* This book is supposed to be taken as a joke. I am not applying for a position, and you'll see what I mean once you look through these 𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏𝒾𝓃𝑔 illustrations (｡•̀ᴗ-) There may be spoilers ahead (for anime-only), so don't read this if you haven't caught up with fairly recent chapters.

noctiphany (noun) an appearance of something that only occurs at night ✧ all the words that reside in the depths of my soul. or, in another words, all of my attempts at poetry.