After Dostoyevesky's death having Dazai nearly witnessing the death of all of his friends, he finally has an actual change in heart. Despite that, he's plagued with horrid nightmares of everyone dying and all because of him. As always he can't seem to get away from Chuuya either with him being the focal point of every nightmare and it did have an impact on him. Dazai realises he in fact holds strong feelings for the short ginger man. Naturally, of course when one side of double black changes so does the other. All this while trying to deal with 7 missing people and 6 missing families is a lot to juggle. 𝒯𝓇𝒾𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 - mentions of suicide - graphic depiction of suicide - mentions of self harm - mentions of death -swearing, mentions of alcoholism - alcohol - smut - graphic imagery

Travis Phelps is gay. It's one of the many things about himself that he hates, along with the chub he sees on his stomach that everyone else says isn't there and the dark roots of his hair that taint the blonde he dyes it. He calls the losers at his school "faggot" in hopes that one day he'll wake up and not be one himself. As though if he acts straight, it'll stick. After a while, the acting becomes easier, until he's almost convinced himself he really is straight. Until Sal Fisher comes to town, and suddenly, with his eye-catching blue hair and his odd face mask, he grasps Travis' heart tightly in his hand. Suddenly, it's not so easy to pretend anymore. spanish version on profile ! cross-posted on ao3. this fic does not have a happy ending. don't like? don't read.

Travis Phelps- the homophobic asshole that beat up the outsiders as a way to filter his own self hatred, stuck in an abusive household. He was miserable, gay and being suffocated by the grip of his father's religiousness. Sal Fisher- the new kid in town, the exact thing Travis hated. Gay and transgender, on the outside happy with his life. On the inside, dying from a heart disease and living with a verbally abusive alcoholic father. Both were miserable, though it was hardly obvious to outsiders. They were polar opposites yet the exact same. Brought together by the very same religiousness that was slowly killing them, the two are at first enemies. Though after growing together, they make a decision. They were going to run away. They were going to live how they wanted. Even if it killed them. cross-posted on ao3. this fic does not have a happy ending. don't like? don't read.

CURRENTLY ON HIATUS UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE This story is about the bad ending of Omori and what I think would happen afterward. CW: Death Suicide Manslaughter Gore Swearing Self-harm Ships: Sunflower Hero x Mari Aubrey x Kim Please know that I only post on Wattpad under the username HopelessOmoriFan_12 . If you see this story on any other platform or on this one under a different account username, please know that it is not me and report the person who posted it. COVER ART IS NOT MINE!!! PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME CREDIT FOR IT

we share these memories together as a group, we will never separate no matter what happens. no mater what happens... this is technically how i think what will happen after the bad ending where Sunny jumps. ! ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE , PLEASE EXPECT SOME MISTAKES ! THANK YOU ¡ omori fanfic because i need to feed myself i love angst so expect angst here alright

(WAS #1 IN SUNTAN TAGS, THANK YOU SO MUCH. <333) Only a bit of time after Sunny had left the hospital and moved. Kel decides to spend more time with him only to realize that the love they shared as kids may have been more than they took it for. Credits to those. You know who you are.

Sunny has been going outside more often, and spending more time with Kel. Everyone's obviously noticed Sunny's worrying mental health as it shows on the outside. But the person who wants to help him most is suffering a large amount too. Dealing with conflicting feelings of violence, longing, grief, and confusion, They have to learn to communicate and help eachother even if it's just a little bit at a time. trigger warnings on the first page!