ONGOING ❦ This fanfic is an alternate reality of my other one called "The Marionette", in which Dazai came back into your life permanently. I recommend reading that one first, but it won't be completely necessary to read this one. ❦ How deep do your wounds run? There was 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. At the age of 12, you become Dazai's right hand...except you aren't allowed any contact with the outside world. At 13, all you hear around you is drowned out by the voice of only one, and 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 Kouyou Ozaki is given responsibility of you, but when she puts you in charge of working with Ryunosuke Akutagawa for strategic purposes, truths of your past are exposed and bring you back to where you started. With Dazai. How much has changed? ❦ Disclaimer: I do not own Bungou Stray Dogs or any of its characters, only the plot and "you". ❦ Trigger Warnings: - Anything you may find in BSD already. - In the story because it's related to Dazai, specifically mentions of suicide and harm. - Descriptions of depression and other mental illnesses. - Toxic relationships, abuse. ❦ Extra: - I will be using female pronouns. - I will update whenever I can. ❦ A big thank you to Mar (@marster_) for making me this cover!

You were mindlessly walking on the street as a normal day of your citizen life, and you had all you could hope for, despite your bad luck that came since birth and will stay to the day you die, you Live with your twin brother and he is basically the only one who isn't effected by your unlucky ability, his ability is Lucky, you two are perfect together but when separated bad things come. even luck itself brings bad luck afterwards. anyhow you were listening to music and your heart rate began to increase as you Crossed the road. it began to beat louder to the point it drowned out your music and you look to the left just to see that a silver car was heading towards you not stopping like the other cars. your life flashed before your eyes. you could've jumped away but stricken by fear of the wrong move held you. you stared like a deer in headlights as it came closer in a high speed. and suddenly arms wrapped around you and yanked you backwards.... to be continued ...

*Female reader (she/her/hers)* After moving to Japan from America, Y/N L/N meets Dazai Osamu, a member of the famous Armed Detective Agency. After Dazai finds that Y/N doesn't have a job or home, he takes her into the ADA and introduces her to the president of the government organization, who gives her a job. After finding out that she herself has a special ability, she is promoted to a higher rank. Y/N becomes best friends with Atsushi Nakajima, who covers for her when she sneaks out past curfew one night to go on a peaceful walk. However, the walk was not at all peaceful when she gets kidnapped by an executive of the Port Mafia, one of the Armed Detective Agency's rivals, because she knew information that the Mafia needed. After being threatened with her own safety, she agreed to secretly join the Mafia and give them what they wanted, but on one condition: protection from the ADA. What would happen if she fell for a mafioso? ❗️WARNINGS❗️ -Strong language -Death (major character) -Descriptive Violence -Some mental health topics -Recommended for 13+ 🎨Art Credits🎨 Cover: @ryoka_pic on Twitter In this, Agency and Mafia employees live at the bases. Idk why but I thought it would be fun and easier for them to get to work. Uh anyway yeah. There will be no smut, sorry for those who wanted it. I'm just bad at writing it and honestly I get kinda uncomfortable when I do. I hope you understand. may or may not contain storm bringer spoilers (i have to get to that part first-)

become the assistant to the hunting dogs they said.... it'll be fun they said.... IT WAS NOT FUN. name is in a desperate need of a job and willing to take anything even if it meant working for the international famous hunting dogs that just so happens to be the strongest military force in the country. what could go wrong

(F/N) (L/N)'s well deserved break from the Port Mafia was rudely interrupted by Dazai Osamu, she couldn't be more frustrated. But, when the suicidal maniac brought news that might help her recollect her past, she had no choice but to go back to the world of killing and deceit. Dark Era! Dazai Osamu Started: April 19, 2020 Completed: July 9, 2020

COMPLETED🍒 ----------------------------------------------------------------- You are an orphan girl in the street that live by yourself. You have no home to stay, you just wondering around the world and become a criminal. Somehow an accident made you trapped into many kinds of trouble. When you fall apart with your broken mentality in a weird place, a tall man with weird hat brought you and your story has begun. With your own eyes, you saw many things, but keep searching what can you do in a lot of disasters. Mystery about what are you actually, haunting you and ended with your only decision to choose your own story. ----------------------------------------------------------------- BSD Fan Fiction --> I make fan fiction story from Bungou Stray Dogs. All the right was on Kafka Asagiri. This is BSD - Fyodor Dostoevsky x Female Reader fan fiction. Hope You Enjoy it! Fyodor D. x Female Reader

there isn't really a storyline, each scenario is different

I was bored in the airplane don't @ me also yeah I don't spoil so come in here and read :p

| And after the stupidity of foreshadowing, you, [Y/N], escape an orphanage and end up in the Port Mafia. Life is just a game, isn't it? Take the very few chances you have. After all, we're in this together, always.

If I were to describe you, I would say that you are my favorite flowers and that musical, that I have watched thousands of times, but still love with all my heart. You are my favorite book and my favorite smell. You are a cup of hot chocolate after a cold day and a kiss under the rain. You are the constellation, that I see every night, when I look out of my window and photographs, that make me cry, when I look at them «Who knows? Is this the start of something wonderful and new? Or one more dream that I cannot make true?»