✷ "𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕, 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅" ✷ [o. dazai x fem!reader] in which a girl realizes her loved bloomed long before she realized. in which the lines between reality and fiction are blurred in her world. - - - ✦･✧ 𝒾 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊. ✧･✦ ...

"𝑰𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈?" -𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊 𝑶𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒖 "𝑯𝒎, 𝑰 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈" -𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 Just a kind of angsty story of you and Dazai . . . . Enjoy!

[Dazai Osamu x Reader] The world knows you as a person with numerous masks and personalities all thanks to the immoral line of work you've decided to do... to survive. Your survival doesn't only rely on money, it also relies on the fact that your true identity is secured behind a number of people you've created and claimed to be. Just when you thought you were in the clear, however, the peace you've worked so hard to maintain was instantly snatched by the Armed Detective Agency, one of your clients. You considered this to be the product of that heavily, rooted misfortune you always had, but just for once, a breathtaking rose bloomed among the spines and it was unclear to you whether it contained an alluring salvation or an alluring devastation. ~~~~~~~~~~ Obviously, I'm the owner of the anime posing as a girl and writing a fanfic about Dazai. So don't report plz. K thanx.

You thought freedom meant peace. But after escaping the government lab that turned your life into an experiment, you discovered the truth-and burned it all to the ground. Now the world whispers your name in fear: The Jester. Neither the Port Mafia nor the government can contain you. But when your path crosses with Osamu Dazai, a man as dangerous as he is unreadable, the game shifts. Will you become the hunted... or the hunter? ............

"ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴅɪᴇ - ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴜʀʏ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʟᴀʙᴏᴜʀ." Fire burns brighter in the darkness. Evil lurks suitably amongst the shadows of death. They say that a child who isn't embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth. And that's what [Y/N] has literally had to do-though subconsciously-while desperately trying to make a change. After committing arson with her ability in rural Japan, she's taken to Yokohama to be kept under the supervision of the Port Mafia-Fire burns brighter in the darkness, right? So then, why is it that Dazai insists on refusing to let her lurk in the shadows of death? What could a former mafioso want to prove-needed to prove-besides the moral wrongs of a life lead of crime? But convicts know no morals; former Mafia executives and proactive arsonists are certainly not the best with morals... but if he insists... . . . "Will you wait for me in heaven?" "Don't make me wait for too long, [Y/N]." - I pulled the trigger. I shot Dazai. 🅲🅾🅼🅿🅻🅴🆃🅴🅳: 05 / 10 / 2021 🅷🅸🅶🅷🅴🆂🆃 🆁🅰🅽🅺🅸🅽🅶: bungo #1 bungostraydogs #114 dazai #99 dazaiosamu #3 osamudazai #32 dazaixreader #12 akutagawa #33 happiness #139 depression #379 [I do not own Bungou Stray Dogs or any publicly recognised characters, nor do I own the media used in this book (majority of which is taken from the anime), but I do own the plot] [Osamu Dazai x fem! Reader - She/her pronouns will be used]

Her lips were covered with the color of burgundy, when she whispered those words in my ear: "Don't leave me." I chuckled. Can you ever say "no "to a girl, filled with the dark of night and brightness of the million suns at the same time? I can't. *** Mafia!Dazai x Reader

Y/n Nakahara has two rules, don't stay in anyone's shadow, especially Chuuya's, and never ever trust Dazai. The former is easy, she's the storm to her brother's fire. The latter? A disaster waiting to happen. After all, when you're Chuuya Nakahara's little sister, falling for Osamu Dazai is a disaster waiting to happen. started: November 5th, 2024 end: I do not own any parts of Bungou Stray Dogs (yeah, nooo way). I hope you like my silly little story!

{𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖉} "Double Suicide is my way of showing how much you mean to me... How much I can trust you" "I believe you and I have quite the history Y/n but never in my life did I believe that we would cross paths this way" A 22 year old man stood on the edge of a cliff waiting for his partner to appear for the unfortunate event of double suicide. He kept gazing into the unknown and imagined every living memory he had with his colleagues. The man, Dazai Osamu, always believed in a cheery and double suicide with a fair young lady. They both had quite the extraordinary love story between them but will they be able to overcome the obstacles thrown at them through out their journey together? But ,of course, we need the details between their relationship. What actually happened between them? Let's have a look shall we... •The characters of this story does not belong to me. I only own the plot. • There may be graphic scenes and profanities. •This is a xfemale readers fanfiction because I really don't know how to write with they/them pronouns cause I make too many mistakes. •There will be spoilers in this story. •Updates will not be regular but I try to write as much as I can. •Please leave votes and comments. They are always welcomed. ♤cover art not by me♤

Odasaku might have given Dazai the green brooch as a symbol of protection, but lust is not a vice that should be taken lightly. Unbeknownst to all, the brooch morphs from signifying protection to being the harbinger of certain doom as a silent admirer turns one fateful night into a bloodbath. How many survive the night, and how many fall victim to the pandemonium?

Fyodor has won. In a world where abilities no longer exist, Dazai is the only guest Fyodor keeps in his glass palace. Isolated and stripped of his memories, Dazai tries to piece together who he used to be. Why does the world outside feel so lifeless? And why do the people keep demanding the return of something Dazai doesn't remember losing? Unbeknownst to him, his former comrades are either dead or scattered-while the key to everything lies buried deep within himself. cover art is by pigon_51