he was the treasure that you've been searching for. chuuya nakahara x reader book

he can't save himself.

#1 in #bungoustraydogs (6/26/19) #8 in #bungoustraydogs(8/8/19) #12 in #bungoustraydogs (8/2/19) Gender neutral reader insert. The bar was empty, save for the new employee polishing glasses. Something didn't feel quite right, though. A certain (y/n) did not belong in this universe. (Follows events starting from Cannibalism arc. Spoilers for anime only watchers. Contains violence, descriptions of blood, lots of thinking in the newer chapters, year gap between chapter 12-13? I dunno man I'm literally only continuing this as a no thought head empty shitpost project because it's not my best writing tbh. No proofread we die like Odasaku. Proceed with caution)

❝Because you know that I never meant to hurt you, and I know you feel the same.❞ [ Bungou Stray Dogs Alternate Reality ] • [ Akutagawa Ryuunosuke x OC ] ✦ BSD Watty Awards 2017 Winner (OC Reader Cast Category)

AKUTAGAWA RYUNOSUKE X READER ONE-SHOTS ❝ his heart was as fragile as stardust and as unreachable as the moon ❞ {cover credits + @_jeongukk}

Akutagawa Ryunosuke x Female!Reader | Bungou Stray Dogs ❝ You were a shadow in his world of perpetual darkness ❞ [COMPLETED + UNEDITED • 2016]

A story where Nakahara Chuuya has a younger sister, y/n. Y/n and Akutagawa have met each other when they were young and meet again when they both find out that the other has joined Port Mafia. However, their encounter since they were young wasn't the best and y/n developed a hatred towards Akutagawa. It grew more when they were put under Dazai's command and competed against each other to receive Dazai's recognition and acknowledgement. But life as enemies changes... Who knows what happens? Apologies for any grammatical errors or just any mistakes! Credit to @art._by.someone on Instagram for the cover!!! I do not own any of these characters or Bungou Stray Dogs!

the one where dazai meets a girl and drowns in her ocean feelings. |dazai osamu x fem!reader| cover made by my wonderful friend ji: @nyumpanman

ONGOING (ON HIATUS) ♡ All you wanted was normal, but in a world with abilities, normal is far too unrealistic. ♡ You were unable to tell dream from reality growing up in the slums just outside of Yokohama city, always fighting for your life, numb to the constant suffering all for the right to live another day. During your time there you had known a group of children your age and got by with them in your darkest times; amongst those in the group, a brother and sister you empathized with more than the rest. However, after an incident, while the other children died they both disappeared and you were alone again. You thought you deserved it. Years later, you've found simple work at a tea shop in a small corner in Yokohama, taking impossible shifts to cover your inability to sleep due to your ability which you harbour so much hate for...until you see a face that pulls you back to your past and you make a mistake. You start to believe in the lies and debt of the Port Mafia boss for a simple relief of the part of you you resent the most. Of course, that's not all the keeps you there. Akutagawa. He is familiar, so you can't help but be curious. You both are. Moreover, after a twist of fate, you also become unexpectedly consumed in another's light. Atsushi. He feels safe, and you can't deny the need for it. Stuck in your mind, when both begin to mean different things to you it's chaos inside turned to insomnia; but who will be the one to grant you true peace of mind in the end? ♡ Disclaimer: I don't own bungo stray dogs or any of the characters except for you, and the plot. - this may start off a bit slow. ♡ Trigger Warnings: the usual in anything bsd. - I will be using female pronouns. - I update whenever I can. - SORRY FOR ANY OOC-NESS - Your ability in this story is lightly inspired by Edgar Allan Poe's poem "A Dream". ♡ Thank you to Mar (@marster_) for making me this cover.

d.osamu x reader | Taking refuge in a house that no one dared to even glance at the end of the street, you, (y/n) (l/n), discover that things are alive in this house. The paintings become unnaturally saturated when you walk past them, yet they dull into dusty hues when you stare at their averting eyes. The floorboards creak when no one is stepping on them, and the stairs seem to watch your every move. There is something in this house that you just cannot place a finger on.