❝My ultra deduction tells me that...❞ ❝That...?❞ ❝... That you're in love with me. ❞ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⋅✧⋅ There were many unique people Y/N had come across in her life, but no experience of any sort could prepare her for the dark-haired boy with enticing, green eyes that walked into her bakery that day. (And ordered just about everything, might she add.) ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⋅✧⋅ [complete, 21/09/22] she/her pronouns will be used

COMPLETED (Dazai x Reader) + (Decay of Angels x Reader) ♧ ! • (This story contains minor details about the decay of angels, and Sigma's casino only mentioned in the BSD Manga so far, but prior knowledge of this is NOT needed. The actual plot of the manga will not be spoiled as I am only borrowing little bits for the plot of this fanfiction) • ! ♧ Almost ever since you moved to Japan around 5 years ago, you've been an employee at Sigma's casino. Though not directly involved, the decay of angels has a certain trust in you. A few years ago, you met an ex-Mafia member looking to waste time, and although charming, you didn't think too much of him. Now in the present, you see him again, but this time things are different, and the secrets buried deep in the casino are at stake. You're warned about the dangerous games he plays for information. What happens when you start needing to decide between him, and the casino? What happens when the Decay of Angels start capturing your mind as he does too? Who can you really trust? ♧ Disclaimer: I only own the plot and "you". All other characters and their personal stories belong to the respectful parties. ♧ I will be using female pronouns. I will update whenever I can. ♧ Warnings: The usual you'd find in BSD I guess. SORRY FOR ANY OOC-NESS ♧ A HUGE thank you to my friend Mar for making this cover for me, she deserves the recognition. (@marster_)

ONGOING ♙ "Cry for me; I'm the only one that can understand your tears." ♙ In the city of St. Petersburg, Russia, you've made an ordinary life for yourself after moving and burying your childhood misery in Moscow. Every day is the same, every thought getting repetitive as you work to keep certain memories locked and simply live aimlessly but in peace. You didn't know how much it bothered you until you meet a melancholic young man one day at a small bookstore, his violet eyes gleaming with familiarity, and he begins a chain of events that feel like nothing more than just a dream, his ideals wrapping around you like a blanket on a cold winter day. ♙ Basically my own take on Fyodor's pre-decay of angels days starting with a bit of a bookstore au. ♙ Disclaimer: I do not own bungou stray dogs or any of their characters. Credit goes to respective parties. I only own this plot and "you". - I will be using female pronouns - I will update when I can - When phrases are in italics in the middle of the story, those are "your" thoughts. When I write a section completely in italics, those are "your" memories/flashbacks. - [f/n] = first name, [l/n] = last name, etc. ♙ Big thank you to my friend Mar for this cover. <3