Dazai was a famous model, wealthy, beautiful, and wildly successful, yet deep down, he always felt strangely empty. It was as if there was a hollow space inside him, and no matter what he did, he couldn't fill it. But everything changed the day he met Chuuya. Chuuya was his complete opposite, he was undeniably attractive, but far from rich or successful.

"𝙁𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙄 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙩... 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚." レクイエム ━━☆⌒*. In the shadows of Yokohama's criminal underworld, Y/n Hayashi is more than just the Port Mafia's second-most feared executive - she is its curse in human form. Wielding the cognitive-distortion ability "Scarlet Requiem", Y/n manipulates memories, distorts perception, and drags her enemies into the deepest corners of their own regret. While others draw blood with bullets and blades, she breaks souls with sorrow. Once hailed as the Mafia's Crimson Siren, Y/n became notorious for subduing entire enemy factions with her Requiem Lock - trapping targets in looping cycles of trauma until they were either puppets... or ruins. ☆⌒*. ━━ ↳ "𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙. 𝘾𝙪𝙩𝙚." "𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙧𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙩. 𝙋𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘." "𝙏𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝é~ 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙮, 𝙄'𝙢 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙨. 𝘿𝙞𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙚?" "𝙊𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚."

[ COMPLETED ] "𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩, 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙢" Reminder: ⚠️ Various BSD x Male Reader/Executive Male Reader insert Angst + Romance 3/3 acts completed Started: 24/03/2022 Ended: 12/10/2022 Being his superior is truely making you tired He attempted to break free, but the fall was once again a never-ending loop. For the male, the pain was bearable, but for you, it was excruciating. But it wasn't your predicament that occurred; it was his. Dazai's circumstances has not yet devolved into hopelessness. He doubted about the height and the vulnerability of his physique before to the crash. He'd be still on the ground, surrounded by horrified citizens. Coughs of blood erupted when the horrors were committed. Even though you were there with your eyes open, all you could see was black. Your vision was unaffected. You were relieved that he was okay since his body sprang to its feet as if nothing had happened, but were you? Those dreadful memories flood your mind at random intervals, causing you to lose concentrate on the tasks you were given. You've become too soft, and you've taken on too much responsibility for yourself. Falling down when leaning against a wall. You tied your breathing while holding your head to your knees. You were known as the Port Mafia's key, the Port Mafia's answer, and the Port Mafia's power source. You, on the other hand, wanted the solution for yourself. Why can't you answer your own questions if you've answered queries from others honestly? You were curious as to why and how you had become so mentally weakened. #bsdangst 01/08/2023 #510 bsd 31/03/2022 #322 bsd 06/04/2022 #300 bsd 07/04/2022 #20 atsushinakajima 08/04/2022 #18 atsushinakajima 11/04/2022 #11 bsdxreader 07/05/2022 #36 armeddetectiveagency 08/08/2022 #51 bsd 11/08/2022

[YANDERE!CHUUYA/READER] They say that to be loved, is to be changed. You haven't been loved, but you've been changed-changed by violence; radicalised in the face of violence, to the point of extremities, to the point of no return. This is deliria you're experiencing, this isn't reality you're experiencing; everything has never ended since you murdered your family when you were fifteen.

Yandere!Dazai Osamu/Reader || It is said that everyone that is human, or considers themselves one, has a mind. But no one really knows what it is really is. Is it the brain, the soul, or something else? This is what Dazai Osamu thinks when he meets you in the faithful Bar Lupin, a fresh graduate from overseas, hiding something behind your back. But the more he delves into the question of what really is a mind, the more he realises he cannot define you as a human, no. The only thing that comes close to you is the academic thought experiment of a PHILOSOPHICAL ZOMBIE.

𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐍𝐍𝐍-𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍! 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐍 ! ───────────── Dazai x Male reader ┊ ˖ ┊ ⊹ ┊ ┊ ┊ ݁ ┊. ⋆ *⁠.⁠ ✦ ⋆ 𖥔 ݁ ✧˚. ┊ ˚★⋆｡˚ ✦ ⊹ ݁ ˖ 🫧 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ⊹ ݁𖤓⋆ ˚ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ✦ ⋆ ┊ 𖥔 ˚. ⋆ ┊ ⭒. ݁ ┊ ˚ ★⋆ ┊ . ݁˖ ✧˚. ⊹┊* ݁ ✧‧₊ ┊ ◦ ✩ ⋆ ⊹ ⭒ ₊ ┊ ݁˖ ⭒. ݁ ˚ ݁ ✶ ˚★ ⋆ ✶ ☾ ✦ ☪︎ ˖ ݁ 🕸 ┊ ݁ ⊹ ┊ ݁ ┊˚ ┊* ┊ ݁ ┊ . 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ ⊹ ┊ ⋆˚✦ ⊹ ┊ ࿔ ˚ ★⋆｡ ✦ ݁⋆ ✦ * ݁ ┊ ݁┊ ⊹ ⋆ ┊ ݁ ˖ ݁┊ ˖ ☪︎ ˚★⋆ ݁ ✦ ┊ ◦ ⊹ ⋆ ݁ ˖ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚✦ ݁ ⋆ You followed him everywhere. Ever since you were young, you remember meeting and promising a life together. Now? That life has been fulfilled, even if you're both not in the same place you thought you'd be or the people you thought you'd become. But he's still 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 husband. And no one will take that away.

❝𝗠𝗔𝗬𝗕𝗘, 𝗪𝗘'𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗘𝗘𝗧 𝗔𝗧 𝗔 𝗖𝗟𝗨𝗕 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗙𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗦𝗢 𝗗𝗘𝗘𝗣𝗟𝗬 𝗜𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘❞ ━━━ 𝗦𝗛𝗘 was never meant to be human. Raised beneath the cold chandeliers of the Port Mafia, she was polished into something beautiful and deadly - a weapon disguised as a girl. Silence was her language. Obedience was her virtue. Emotion was a liability. They called her a doll. She stopped correcting them. But everything changes the night she walks away from blood-stained floors and into the light of the Armed Detective Agency - where justice is chosen, not enforced, and kindness is given without expectation. Now, she must learn how to exist without orders. How to breathe without permission. How to live without being owned. Yet the past does not loosen its grip so easily. Because in the shadows of Yokohama stand the ghosts of who she used to be: A former mafia strategist who sees through her silence and understands her darkness a little too well. A gravity-wielding executive who would burn the city before letting her fall again. And a president whose steady presence threatens to teach her something far more dangerous than survival - trust. Caught between the mind that knows her worst thoughts and the fire that refuses to let her freeze, she must decide what kind of future she wants. Weapon. Detective. Or something terrifyingly fragile in between. In a city balanced on the edge of chaos, love is not gentle. And for the first time in her life- She will make her own.

He was cast out by the people he once saved. Now, he belongs to the place he once tried to leave behind. When the Armed Detective Agency discovers Dazai Osamu's past with the Port Mafia, he is stripped of his title, his safety, and his home. Left to the streets-unarmed, unfed, and unspoken for-he is seized by underground traffickers and sold into captivity. Mori doesn't intervene. Chuuya does. But saving Dazai's life isn't the same as bringing him back. Now under the Port Mafia's roof again, Dazai is no longer a strategist or a spy. He's a man unraveling-haunted, distrustful, and unsure whether he deserves to be seen at all. As old bonds fracture and new ones begin to form, Dazai must navigate a world that remembers everything he's done... and still offers him a second chance. This is not a redemption arc. It's the quiet, harrowing aftermath of betrayal-and the slow, aching question of whether healing is even possible. ⸻ ⚠️ Content Warnings: Dubious Consent · Graphic Violence · Psychological Trauma · Slavery Themes · PTSD · Heavy Angst · Slow Burn · Emotional Recovery

second part of this book is already out dazai owned him in name, but chuuya chose to stay. when two worlds meet and one is made to serve the other, what will happen? and who will change sides. vampire x werewolf art aint mine

Hidden in the Verdigris House, Yulian lives as a courtesan in name only, trained in medicine and silence. When the Emperor purchases her, the rear palace begins to whisper. She is not what she seems, and the truth of her birth could set the court aflame.