just a bad written Daaku oneshot and I'm too lazy to let anyone check my grammar nor do I believe anyone would actually want to check it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

❝ I'D POISON YOUR COFFEE IN A HEARTBEAT BUT MY GRADE DEPENDS ON YOU. ❞ ━━━ two rivals forced to work together on a project only sounds good in theory. [ kaveh x fem!reader ] [ high school au ]

COMPLETED • There is 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; that's when you met Dazai and discovered your ability. At the age of 12, you become Dazai's right hand...except you aren't allowed any contact with the outside world. At 13, you hear a voice that you are told is nothing but a dream, 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 Chuuya Nakahara is given responsibility of you, but when he takes you on a mission and you don't react the way he needs you to, he starts to realize something is terribly wrong with you...he just doesn't know what. Only meeting you once in the past, what will happen when he starts piecing it all together? How will he react when he starts to care more about you than he should? What strings will he have to play to free you from your past? How deep do your wounds run? • - Trigger warnings: the usual you'd find in BSD, implications of sexual harrassment. - I will be using female pronouns. - nsfw warning in part 2 (chapter 41). • Disclaimer: I don't own the characters except for "you". The credit to the Bungou Stray Dogs world goes to the respective owners. The plot is all originally mine, however. • Thank you to Mar for making me this lovely cover. Love always. (@marster_)

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

When wind and water dont mix but the two are then put into a 'unique arrangement' More chapters on ao3 as of august 30th 2023 no 1# sanegiyuu???? hellow thank you???

[IN THE PROCESS OF REWRITING] A Sanemi Shinazugawa x Giyu Tomioka fanfiction. Sanemi Shinazugawa hated Giyu Tomioka. The way he was always silent, boring, and full of himself. Giyu Tomioka hated Sanemi Shinazugawa. He was such a dick, always so aggressive. Nothing could ever change how much I hate this guy. Main ship: Sanegiyuu Other ships: -Genmui -Uzuren -Obamitsu Warning! NSFW / language / alcohol ! None of these characters belong to me !

Tomioka angst (First fic I've written, so it's very crap.) • I do not own demon slayer or the art used in the cover•

He never told them. Giyuu was always so silent, so quiet. He never wanted to burden the others. But had they known about his illness, he would have made them worry. If only he had told them. If only he had told him.

Ten murders in ten weeks, all committed with a gun, and still, nobody has a clue who the predatory killer is. When his best friend Yuji Itadori is kidnapped Megumi finds himself thrown into the centre of the investigation. The killer seems to have taken a liking to Megumi. But for what reason? He begins to toy with Megumi and soon enough lures him into a vulnerable position. Will Megumi be able to save those he cares about most or... Will he lose it all? None of the art done by me, credits to all the artists.

He mumbles something. I pay closer attention, though I already know what he's saying. I hear his name, coming out of those lips as the softest of whispers. "Yuuji" he cries in his sleep. I kiss his forehead. He's dreaming about him too. I wouldn't dare wake him up. I gently remove some hair, that falls on his forehead. "I know, Megumi-chan. I know who you pretend I am" Sukufushi, angsty, WARNING: Death of a character Just came up with this while driving, came home and wrote it all in one night. Inspired in the song "Washing machine heart" by Mitski