Love is strange. Suffocating. Unnecessary. Dazai never cared for it. But now there are flowers in his house, gifts he never asked for, and someone who refuses to leave. Dazai knows he should stop. He knows he should care. ...bu the emptiness has already started to feel a little less empty. Content: soft stalking (very considerate 😌) Angst Can be heavy for some people Note: Please don't turn my fic into any kind of illustration. Your request will be denied and comment will be deleted. I don't mean to be rude but please respect this.

Y/N,a 20 years old lady, wields a gravity-bending power akin to Chuuya Nakahara's "For The Tainted Sorrow." Joining the Armed Detective Agency, she hides her abilities from the Port Mafia, revealing her secret only to Dazai, Fukuzawa, and Ranpo. Dazai trains her to perfect her power, while Kunikida and others sharpen her combat skills. But when she encounters Chuuya Nakahara, her secret threatens to unravel. As the truth comes to light, Y/N faces the perilous consequences of revealing her abilities, navigating a tense balance between loyalty and danger. In "Secrets of the Gravity Manipulator," the clash between hidden power and looming threats takes center stage, as Y/N battles to protect her newfound allies and herself. New chapter every Saturday😊 Best rankings as of now #2 in fanfiction out of 1.51M stories #2 in fanfic out of 1.51M stories #1 in bungostraydogs out of 12.4K stories #1 in anime out of 288K stories #1 in readerxcharacter out of 53.2K stories #1 in readerinsert out of 34.4K stories #1 in nakaharachuya out of 1.05K stories #26 in dazai out of 7.75K stories #27 in portmafia out of 2.23K stories #14 in chuuyaXreader out of 314 stories

"Mmm. A god like me isn't easily fascinated by the tunes of humans. But in my weakest moment your singing gave me strength. I want you to be mine and mine alone. I want to continue to hear those beautiful sounds you sing. Would that be alright with you?" Dazai looked at Chuuya smiling and he nodded. "Well then..." Chuuya grabbed Dazai's hands in his. "From this day I Nakahara Chuuya will protect and serve..." Chuuya's eyes flashed red as he looked into Dazai's eyes and he saw his name. "... Dazai Osamu with everything that I am. If danger ever comes your way I will protect you in any way I can, and in return you will continue to sing for me, and give me your strength. This is our contract... our vow of partnership." Chuuya leaned forward and he lightly pecked Dazai on the lips as he sealed their contract. Chuuya could hear the others coming for him. He didn't have much time anymore. Chuuya leaned next to Dazai's ear and he whispered softly. Whenever you feel scared or alone... call my name... remember Dazai you are the only one who can call on me... I am yours faithfully now.

Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuuya were sixteen when they first fell into something resembling love. It wasn't gentle or simple-how could it be, for two boys born in blood and bound by violence? Their connection was as jagged as broken glass, held together by the friction of their sharp edges. In a world of treachery and shadow, they found a fleeting solace in each other, something tender amidst the chaos. But love, like everything else in their lives, wasn't built to last. Two years later, Dazai shattered Chuuya's trust in a way only he could-cruel, deliberate, and devastatingly precise. He left without explanation, without warning, and without looking back, leaving Chuuya to pick up the pieces of a heart carved hollow. That was when everything began to unravel. In the absence of Dazai's calculated brilliance, the Port Mafia's violence escalated. What had once been a shadowy empire of calculated control became a relentless machine of destruction. Cities burned, lives crumbled, and the Mafia's sins grew too large to be ignored. Chuuya, already drowning in the weight of his heartbreak, found himself thrust deeper into the chaos, his name etched in crimson as a symbol of the Mafia's unstoppable power. Then came the breaking point. The government, long complicit through its silence, finally declared war on the Port Mafia. The order was absolute: disband the organization and execute its members without exception. Chuuya's name was at the top of every list, his reputation as a devastating force cementing him as the ultimate target. Now, hunted from all sides, Chuuya stands alone, a fugitive in a crumbling world. The man who once loved him is a ghost, haunting the shadows of his memory, while the sins of his past close in with every step. As the weight of survival presses down on him, a single question burns in his mind: **Can he escape the shadows of his own making, or will the abyss finally claim him?**

If asked, you will never get any concrete idea of the relationship between the Dazai Osamu and the Nakahara Chuuya back when they are in the Port Mafia. Are they partners? Sure. Do they hate each other? Maybe, yes? no? Were they dating? or maybe just a fling between two teenagers? Just what is going on between the two? It's just too complicated for a normal person to know. One thing for sure, their relationship resulted on something that even Mori didn't expect to be an outcome of their union. The only people who could truly answer are the two themselves, and of course their child. (Posted in AO3, cover not mine.)

Kouyou grabbed Chuuya by the back of the collar as she began to drag him away, he tried to fight back struggling and reaching towards Dazai as he too was being drug away by Mori. The two were caught meeting in secret at the park near Mori's mansion. "NO STOP LET ME GO!" Chuuya yelled as he struggled against Kouyous grip. "PLEASE! DAZAI!" The boy gave out his last try as tears started falling from his eyes knowing there was no way he would see his lover again. Through his tears he took one last glance at Dazai and saw him mouth, 'we will see each other again, I promise'. His tears beginning to fall more as they lost sight of each other Chuuya brought his hands to cover his face, broken yet hopeful that he would see the bandaged boy again. *ᗯᗩᖇᑎIᑎG ᗰIᒪᗪ ᔕᗯEᗩᖇIᑎG (BC Chuuya come on) *ᗰEᑎTIOᑎᔕ ᔕᑌIᑕIᗪE ᗩᑎᗪ ᔕEᒪᖴ ᕼᗩᖇᗰ ᑭᒪEᗩᔕE ᗷE ᗯᗩᖇᑎEᗪ!!!

Dazai and Chuuya have FINALLY confessed their feelings for one another! It's been a couple of months since they started dating, each going on with their lives, but, with a new blooming relationship between the two. But unfortunately, when your people like Dazai and Chuuya, not everything stays cheerful. Chuuya develops anxiety over the thought of Dazai leaving him again but decides not to let his mackerel of a boyfriend know for fear of hurting Dazai's feelings for mistrusting him. He does not want some 'anxiety' to break the relationship he and Dazai have been longing to begin. Of course, Chuuya should have known that he couldn't hide his inner thoughts from his intelligent (man's literally a detective!) boyfriend. Will Dazai be able to figure out what's wrong with his adorable chibi? Or will trust begin to break between the two?

After years of silent endurance under Mori's thumb, Dazai Osamu finally breaks. Wounded, overstimulated, and unable to speak, he shows up at Chuuya's door in the dead of night - not as a Mafia executive, but as a shattered boy who doesn't know how to ask for help. Chuuya, still tethered to him by something deeper than he'll admit, takes him in without question. What begins as a night of tending wounds slowly unravels into something far more fragile: trust. As Dazai recovers in secret, hidden from Mori's reach, the two rediscover each other in the quiet. Trauma leaves its mark - in broken speech, haunted silence, and the missing eye Dazai refuses to explain - but Chuuya refuses to let him fall back into darkness. Even when Dazai proposes marriage in the middle of a breakdown, even when grief and guilt threaten to drown them both, Chuuya stays. Together, they plan their escape - from the Mafia, from their past, from a city that never let them breathe. With Ango's help, they fake their deaths and disappear into a life neither of them believed they could ever deserve. A life with a home. A shared bed. A bath filled with lavender oil. A prosthetic eye that lets Dazai be seen without being dissected. And for the first time in years, they begin to learn what safety feels like. But healing is never easy. And love, no matter how deep, doesn't erase the scars overnight. This is a story of survival. Of choosing each other. Of saying stay and meaning it. And of two broken souls building something whole in the quiet. So what would happen if both joined the ada? And what would happen if Mori demands Dazai back after the prison arc?

Chuuya discovers the deepest secret of his partner with the boss of the port mafia and at the same time, he finds himself falling in love with Dazai. Warning: The story have sensitive contents such us: Depression, torture, drugs, rape, suicide and violence

At the age of 9, they made a pact to marry each other before turning 30. However, due to some unforeseen circumstances, they were separated and drifted apart, losing contact. But now, right before his 30th birthday, he receives a wedding invitation, not someone else's but for his wedding. From the other person who is now a Mafia boss and wants to collect their debt~ How is Chuuya going to react? Will he accept the sudden appearance of Dazai amidst some of his life changing decisions? Hi everyone!! This is a story of Dazai and Chuuya, our beloved Soukoku~ But keep the following in mind as you read the story: 1) They do not have any ability and are normal humans. 2) Chuuya is not related to Port Mafia but Dazai is now the boss. 3) Chuuya is still short (because, let's be honest, he ain't growing up in height~). 4) Their personality remains the same. But there will be slight changes. Alright, let's get to it~ Apologies in advance if it is not up to your expectations :'( Disclaimers: 1) I do not own either the characters or the artworks. 2) This story contains descriptions of violence, blood, abuse, suicide, self-harm, and depression. 3) This story will include smut at some point, but I will give a warning before it, and it won't affect the main plot, so if anyone is uncomfortable with smut, they may skip the chapter. 4) It's a slow-paced story, so please be patient. I'd update it twice a week, if not weekly. 5) I will complete this story no matter what because I absolutely despise it when fanfic is dropped in the middle.