"I was a prey all my life, but I became a predator for the same reason too." For my whole life, even before I had reached my adolescence, I knew I dreamed of becoming a detective - just like father once was - my admiration and respect for the title never running short since I was a mere child. What I did not know, however, was that my ambition of becoming one would arrive sooner than expected, being forced into engaging with real crimes and relying on my own capabilities and the abilities of others to solve these. While death came knocking at my door, so did the start of a new relationship, with whom Yokohama knew as being their "greatest detective". [All criminals and cases are based on real crime] 🅲🅾🅼🅿🅻🅴🆃🅴🅳: 09 / 03 / 2021 🅻🅰🆂🆃 🆄🅿🅳🅰🆃🅴: 13 / 09 / 2022 ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘: detective #64 crime #98 bsd #63 bungoustraydogs #21 ranpo #1 ranpoxreader #1 ranpoedogawa #1 [I do not own Bungou Stray Dogs or its characters, nor do I own the photo used for the cover, but I do own the plot] [Ranpo x fem! Reader - She/her pronouns will be used]

Wattpad Pick 2018! Wattys2018 long list selection! "With the ferocity and black humor of a Quentin Tarantino film, this in-your-face chiller delivers lethal villains; flawed, dogged investigators; and a bevy of twists and turns." - Kirkus Reviews A team of NYC Detectives chase down a sadistic serial killer racing against a countdown to the death of a young woman. Former detective Solomon Roud, driven from the force by the killer, is tormented into giving up his new life as a master thief to help. With the girl in an induced coma, Solomon knows the stakes: he lost two girls while on the case, and when he figured out who the killer was his partner was murdered and the psycho escaped. Now he's back with a promise: one of them is going to die.

What is love to you? A question often asked, the mystery question that no one can really put an answer beside it. What lengths would one be willing to go how far? He himself doesn't understand what he's feeling, what is slowly circling around him, what is slowly eating away at him, and all he had to offer, all that grounded him. It was a never ending pit, that somehow still continued to grow all the more dark, murky. Was it love? He doesn't know, it was the right form of it, yet it was love no less, within the rather broad category of the subtopic. It was wrong it felt wrong, but how could it feel so right. Your presence was enough for him, was is the key word here, he wanted more. But he's scared, he doesn't know whats happening to him, he doesn't understand it. He wants to make it stop, no matter which way he has to, whether he is forced to shove it all down, or simply put it to rest, yet it can't stop, it wont. Even if he manages to hide it, it will only continue to grow, until it spills out until it overflows, until something shatters, whether it be sanity or bones, who could say. What happens then? You'll find out. He means no harm, he can't help it. 𝓗𝓮'𝓼 𝓢𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂

Chuuya and Dazai hate everything about each other. Due to this, they call each other rude names and make fun of each other. But now, something is stopping Chuuya from being able to speak out his usual insults. ------------------------- This story includes these- Smoking Alcohol boyxboy Possible fluff and/or angst ------------------------- Anime- Bungo Stray Dogs Author- BunnieBeee ------------------------- Keep in mind I do no own bsd (Bungo Stray Dogs) or the characters. Only the story.

some very ooc angsty/fluffly/steamy soukoku fic c': (somehow this 600 word oneshot turned into this sad excuse for a 10k word fanfic) WARNINGS/TRIGGERS: mentions of suicide, self-harm, strong language, drinking, smoking and sex (it's no smut though...)

Their reality was shattering before their eyes. Ranpo knew he was leading them into a trap they could never escape unscathed. Yosano knew she had to make sacrifices, but she was terrified that Ranpo would be one of them. Their lives depended on each other, yet treachery and betrayal nipped at their heels. How long could they evade the inevitable losses and continue risking their lives for each other? How could they choose between each other and thousands of lives, including that of the Agency? Ensnared in a web of torment, terror, and tears, how would anything between them be the same?

Hanahaki Disease: A disease where someone will experience their first love and cough up flower petals becasue of it. The patient will not be cured unless their love is returned or are treated by the hospital. If the hospital treats them, they will not be able to feel love for that person ever again. Chuuya finds out something about himself and it scares the shit out of him. Dazai x Chuuya Soukoku