𝘽𝙎𝘿 𝙓 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍 --------------------------------------------------- ➸ 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙤𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚. ➸A PARADOX IN WHICH a monster was born, not created. »fem!reader »Makima!reader ¡𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨! »various!bsd x reader "𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙮...𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙚."

Tired of living she let herself succumb into a different faith [ I do not own an rights or characters to the anime, this is just some self indulgent writing. ]

"Adults are certainly strange." Bungou Stray Dogs x Child!Reader Yokohama in the eyes of a child hanging on to the promise of a broken man.

YANDERE!D.OSAMU/READER || After a harrowing breakup with your boyfriend, you move out of Yokohama, Japan, to spiritually reconnect with yourself, after years of suicidal ideations and mental decay. You think he has changed in your quiet absence, but when you come back, you find that you have created a monster.

ONGOING ❦ This fanfic is an alternate reality of my other one called "The Marionette", in which Dazai came back into your life permanently. I recommend reading that one first, but it won't be completely necessary to read this one. ❦ How deep do your wounds run? There was no better way to describe you than a doll, living to please your owner. At the age of 11, Mori took you in from an orphanage and brought you to the Port Mafia. At the age of 12, you become Dazai's right hand...except you aren't allowed any contact with the outside world. At 13, all you hear around you is drowned out by the voice of only one, and at 14 you've become nothing but a puppet in the hands of a puppet master. At age 15 he's gone, and you are left with nothing. In the present, now 19, executive Kouyou Ozaki is given responsibility of you, but when she puts you in charge of working with Ryunosuke Akutagawa for strategic purposes, truths of your past are exposed and bring you back to where you started. With Dazai. How much has changed? ❦ Disclaimer: I do not own Bungou Stray Dogs or any of its characters, only the plot and "you". ❦ Trigger Warnings: - Anything you may find in BSD already. - In the story because it's related to Dazai, specifically mentions of suicide and harm. - Descriptions of depression and other mental illnesses. - Toxic relationships, abuse. ❦ Extra: - I will be using female pronouns. - I will update whenever I can. ❦ A big thank you to Mar (@marster_) for making me this cover!

❝ It seems very pretty, but it's rather hard to understand! Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideas-only I don't exactly know what they are! However, somebody killed something: that's clear, at any rate. ❞ ー 「Dazai Osamu x Fem!Reader」

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 creak when no one is stepping on them, and the stairs seem to watch your every move. There is something in this house that you just cannot place a finger on.

YANDERE!DAZAI/READER || One day you find that your flat is boarded up. Why? Then when you looked up at the sky, you are met with the heterochromia gaze of a blood moon besides the normal moon, a crimson sister: this is not your world.

"It's a gamble," she warns him, but she's already leaning up slightly to meet him halfway. "We will either heal together," he concludes, mouth already pressed to hers, "or we will both be destroyed." And, together, they fall.

People are afraid of the dark and what lurks in it. They are afraid of her as well. And yet, Dazai Osamu-- a man drowning in the same sea of shadows that had long since become her home-- was the first to tell her that she belonged to the light.