Darkeradazai Stories

「 (𝙣.) 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚. 」 "why do you look so beautiful tonight, (y / n)?" "i don't know." "i cannot see the beauty you see in me." a girl who cannot see "the beauty" and the boy who could never reach "reality". two of them met, yet began to separated ways. ©️i do not own the characters. i just own the plot and the characters belongs to asagiri kafka and harukawa sango.

─────────ೋღ ᵇˢᵈ× ᵈʳᵛ³ ღೋ───────── "𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒?" - 𝙳𝙰𝚉𝙰𝙸 𝙾𝚂𝙰𝙼𝚄, 𝙵𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝙴𝚁𝙰 𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚂 𝙰 𝚂𝙾𝙻𝙾 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙾 𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙻𝚃𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙷𝙾𝙿𝙴𝚂 𝙿𝙴𝙰𝙺, 𝙰 𝚂𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙾𝙻 𝙵𝙾𝚁 '𝚄𝙻𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂' - 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈 𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙻 𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳; 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙰 𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙶𝙰𝙼𝙴. 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙶𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙰 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶.. 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙴𝙼𝙾𝙽 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙳𝙸𝙶𝚈𝚂 𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽? - 𝙼𝙰𝚈 𝙾𝚁 𝙼𝙰𝚈 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙱𝙴 𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴𝙳, 𝙷𝙰𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙲𝙷 𝙳𝚁𝚅𝟹 𝙶𝙰𝙼𝙴𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙲. ... -ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛs ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ; 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐘𝐓. -sɪᴍᴘʟʏ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴛʜɪs sɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴏʙsᴇssᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ... ᴀɴᴅ.. ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ ᴀᴍ! 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙻𝙻; 𝙳𝙰𝚉𝙰𝙸 𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙻𝚃𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙷𝙾𝙿𝙴𝚂 𝙿𝙴𝙰𝙺, 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚉𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴'𝚂 𝙰 𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙶𝙰𝙼𝙴.

Dazai and the reader (nicknamed nightshade for the tincture of Belladonna she uses) slowly grow closer as they begin to exit the Port Mafia and join the armed detective agency.

"Is that...?" Chuuya started, regarding the cat sitting on the ground, but Dazai wasn't looking at him. Dazai dipped into a crouch next to the cat, openly acknowledging it for the first time, reached out for it- Chuuya's mouth dropped open in shock. -and scratched behind its ears tenderly. -or- Dazai goes to the pm building with a cat trailing behind him. No one has any idea what's up with that so Chuuya decides to find out.

"The problem is that i'm trying to find you in other people but there's no one like you." °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° "Don't you want to be alive before you die?" °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° "People say that you can only drown in the colour blue , but I was drowning in your soft brown eyes." °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° "You're into drugs and i'm into you. Maybe one day I can become something you're addicted to ." °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° "If you must die, die knowing your life was my lifes best part." °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° A Dazai x reader °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° ~I don't own Bungou Stray Dogs or any of it's characters, nor the photos used in this book for they belong to their rightful owners~ ~Please send messages in case you find various errors in my work~

No art in this is mine! GORE AND UN-ALIVANT WARNING READ AT YOUR OWN RISK Ruler of Death and a man that can stop somone with just a touch.

mafia! Dazai Osamu x fem! reader | ➰ You weren't perfect, in fact you were far from being perfect. Everything in you was odd, vile and hostile. You were a deadly paradise for lost souls. He was a beautiful boy. He wasn't imperfect, in fact he was more perfect than anyone you have ever met. Who was he? You didn't know, but he was the boy that took you out of your mother's womb, out of this warm and toxic water, out of this ravished river. He took you out of an flesh-filthy massacre, out of this full of raw meat slaughter that was supposed to devour your lungs, heart, bones, flesh and bones next. He took the knife yet never cut your skin, never let the blood float down your cheeks. Osamu Dazai was a beautiful boy indeed, how ravishing, used to say mother. started: 31.08.2020 ended: [@nvkolai] !warning! mental and psychical abuse, suicide and suicide themes, cannibalism, plenty of drugs and alcohol scenes as well as blood and death scenes