an entire book of headcanons dedicated to my favorite boys. enjoy your stay!~ cross-posted on tumblr: dazai-kinks

"Get a taste of sweet seduction~"💞🦋

I wrote this when I was 13 (I was also obsessed w yanderes). So expect that this book will be suck and contains lots of cringes and mistakes (╥﹏╥;) ⚠️WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS: -A bit of NSFW (I don't write too much tho) -violence -obsessions -blood IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE ON THIS STORY THEN PLZ DON'T READ⚠️

The way she sings. The way she strum the strings. The way she press the keys. All too familiar. To the Armed Detective Agency. To the Port Mafia. To The Guild. Even the world. The famous musician, (F/N) (L/N) With her famous ability: Hear My Sound That can control literally any elements she choose with her command. Now working as a member of the ADA, she fought to protect her family, the very own Agency itself. She knew, it wouldn't be easy. But her fans, friends, and lover, Dazai, convinced her that she would be able to do so. But can she really do it? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aaaaye, another BSD fanfic! Although, it's not fully a fanfic... I've been dreaming to become a world famous musician, or at least a violinist. For the last couple days, I've been having dreams where I was a famous musician, in which got mixed up with BSD... (lol idk how it happened XD) So, i wrote my dreams on my dream notes, and i realized, all of them are connected to each other. Then i decided: why not make a fanfic with this? (Let's just pretend that girl is the reader... for those who know who she is, please don't spoil those who didn't know!) I want to hold off my previous VOCALOID fanfics, so that i can wrote this as quickly as i can. I also came up with an idea of making a VOCALOID zombie AU! I never liked zombie things like The Walking Dead, World War Z, but i watched them anyways (and i regreted my decision T-T) Welp, hope you enjoy! If you see any typos, do notify me! And don't forget to comment and vote on my stories!

That mask of his No one can see through it There was one person But she had left the world Or so he thought He met another woman, who looks exactly like his lost lover Even her voice, personality, and the way she talks is the same as his lost lover A question then appeared in his head; "Who is she?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I CANT BELIEVE I GOT OVER 30 VOTES ON MY PREVIOUS STORY YOU WONT BELIEVE HOW MANY TYPOS I HAD WHILE WRITING THE SENTENCE ABOVE THIS SENTENCE IM SO HAPPY AAAAAAAAAAAAA anyways, here's the sequel i promised you guys ^^ riliane lied to me. she said my story on had 9 votes :" THAT DAMN GIRL but anyways enjoy ^^ *fixed my writing. riliane is a good writer more than me*

(y/n) the doll of the Port Mafia, has no memory of what happened 4 years ago. The day everything change, the day she became a doll... more like a puppet controlled by a demon. ... At midnight of Yokohama, an assassin of the ability users appeared 4 years ago. It was a mysterious appearance after the former executive of the Port Mafia's dear friend died to revenge his precious one. No one has ever seen the assassin, not until this night... "It is my time to serve you, my next owner... (y/n)-sama." Author is on break for Long term examinations ※ Original writer: Kafka Asagiri (朝霧カフカ) ※ Warnings: Spoilers, Cursing, Violence, Death, etc ※ Contains: Bad English, Wrong Spellings and others ※ Original fanfiction made: Ren Kamize (神瀬蓮) ※ Photos, Art and others: the anime owners, artists etc ※ Story Number: 1st story (so please let me know in the comments of your opinions.) Story published: February 8th 2019 Reader ends with {Nakajima Atsushi, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya}

[Y/N], a typical, cliche, girl with an oh-so-tragic backstory whose persona you can find in any attempted angst stories written by twelve-year-olds on the internet. ↳𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Stuck in strict poverty, [Y/N]'s parents' arguments are restless and unhinged. Even so, the struggling (almost suicidal) teen living in the stark slums of Tokyo with her eristic parents managed to find solace in two things: her school, and anime. Working multiple part-time jobs every night after school and rushing back home well after midnight to come back home to study stressed the girl in ways she couldn't explain. The additional expectation weighed upon [Y/N]'s shoulders by both her parents and the school didn't help with her deteriorating mental health, but even still, she managed to fight through it. The girl couldn't help but envy the lives that anime characters had to carry. Sure, many of their predicaments were life-threatening and difficult, but no matter their how much their hardships increased, they always managed to fight through it. That was what the girl was truly envious about: their seemingly endless will to fight. It was something that she never had to begin with. So maybe that was why, as she fell from her balcony on a gloomy night, [Y/N] stared at the shooting star that seemed to dance in her vision, the girl couldn't help but wish, "I wish to be born in a better life. A life that I can enjoy. A life that I can never relate with." An impassive scoff escaped her. "Maybe a life in an anime wouldn't be half as bad." 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: #10 in bsd out of 3k stories (actually how tf did i-) #3 in bsdxreader out of a 100 something i didnt bother to check LOL # 2 doa out of 258 stories # 24 ada out of 1K stories # 34 readerxvarious out of 3.7K stories # 54 alternate out of 4.8K stories # 67 chuuya out of 1.3K stories #

"I will make you mine, and I did not ask for your approval." The first time you and he met, you was nine while he was ten. Close childhood friend should be easy to deal with, yet as time carries on, the red string connecting you two tangled up like a mess.

Oneshot book Book 1▪ONCE [Ongoing] ◀ Book 2▪Second Chance [Ongoing] Bungou Stray Dogs is owned by Asagiri Kafka-sensei. I only own the plot and other stuff to be mentioned. Please do not copy my work. Ehe