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random one shots of ssk that ill post when im bored so ig enjoy these random ahh scenarios.

Right and wrong were never rivals. Only illusions dressed for different crowds. Mercy is just cruelty waiting for applause, and justice is vengeance with a better tailor. Love manipulates, truth distorts, and kindness rots when no one's watching. Morality isn't a compass; it's a costume party. And the ones who wear white the loudest are often the ones with the dirtiest hands. You call it wrong because it doesn't suit you. I call it necessary because it works. And deep down, you understand me.

Do not question, do not defy. Act like an obedient doll that can be manipulated by a puppeteer. The 'one' who finds you broken first will be your puppeteer until either of you dies. The cycle then continues. Again. Again. And, again. --- Eternal Fate-Completed

Four years ago, you were the brightest young detective in Yokohama-until a mission ended with ten thousand dead and your name written in blood. You vanished, choosing solitude over salvation, haunted by every scream you couldn't silence. But when Osamu Dazai shows up at your apartment door with that same lazy smile and a case that sounds eerily familiar, you realize ghosts don't stay buried forever. Now, between sleepless nights, tangled emotions, and the dangerous dance of two broken minds, you're forced to confront the one mystery you've spent years avoiding-your own heart.

"Already tainted by sorrow Is a fox's splendid fur used for a coat. Already tainted by sorrow Is the snowflake that shrinks before it falls" You cannot make something out of nothing. This is the fundamental rule of your life. Ice cannot be formed without water. Trails cannot be followed without clues. Hypotheses cannot be tested without evidence. For ten years, everyone told you to give up the search for your parents, brilliant scientists who vanished from the criminal underworld in a fiery blaze, every shred of existence devoured. No addresses, no experiments, not even a surname to call home. In pursuit of answers, you turn to the Port Mafia, for who would know more than Yokohama's largest criminal organization? But you are about to learn that what awaited after every question were not answers, but endless sprawling labyrinths that flip the mirror back to you- and Chuuya Nakahara, the man you are now expected to call your superior officer, with far too many opinions on how to do your job. As the truth crackles through the icy surface and warmth threatens to melt long-frozen cores, you must confront a possibility shaking the very ground beneath your feet: What do you do when what you've spent your life searching for doesn't want to be found?

There are certain things that a lover can do to drive their partner crazy, to make them feel like they are melting. Dazai constantly makes Chuuya feel like he's melting, from the sex they have, the love they share, to even the saddest moments between them. (D) = Dazai's POV (C) = Chuuya's POV Any other POV will be said in the beginning of the chapter Warnings: Smut obviously Anxiety / PTSD SH (scars) Eating disorders (kind of?) Mentions of suicide OOC (out of character) Possible grammar mistakes / Misspelling None of the pictures are mine, I found them on Pinterest. (Cover art is mine!) Please don't reupload onto other sites! Thanks.

Hi this is my first ever story I've every wrote so pls don't judge I know my writing sucks. I'm working to get better at it.

Smut fluff angst

You are a famous celebrity known for your singing. You travel to Yokohama for your grand tour, one that you're planning to be your last. Yet of course, your mother has to hire bodyguards. The Armed Detective Agency. A place with very odd and mysterious people. Three men have been sent to guard you. What you don't expect is one of the men, Osamu Dazai, is obsessed with suicide, much like yourself. Except the difference is that you don't get to try to kill yourself every day. Will you and this man be able to fulfill your wishes of a nice death? Or will other events take a turn in your plans? ---------------------------------------------------------- There are many many mentions of suicide and that kind of stuff so please read carefully and please don't read if you have intent/is thinking about commiting suicide. Other than that thanks for reading! Warnings: Mentions of suicide, blood, gore, violence, swearing, dark concepts. I do not own any of the BSD charecters, only this story. I do not own the art on the cover either.