Kunikida Stories

❝My ultra deduction tells me that...❞ ❝That...?❞ ❝... That you're in love with me. ❞ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⋅✧⋅ There were many unique people Y/N had come across in her life, but no experience of any sort could prepare her for the dark-haired boy with enticing, green eyes that walked into her bakery that day. (And ordered just about everything, might she add.) ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⋅✧⋅ [complete, 21/09/22] she/her pronouns will be used

dazai x chuuya oneshots *contains bad language* *characters are not mine, they belong to the creator of bungo stray dogs. cover art also not mine*

Kunizai! Kunikida has feelings for Dazai, but he doesn't know how to manage them or what to do. Meanwhile, Yosano and Ranpo spy.

Come inside and find out. Let me show you my dark world. Also you can have: -Mushi (I need more fanfics with this man) -Poe -Sigma -Ango -Oda -Chuuya -Kunikida -Dazai -Jouno -Mori -Atsushi -Gin And the others ofc

This is a story about Dazai finding Atsushi as a small cub, nurturing him, and helping him grow up. Everyone in this story is the same age as in canon, besides Atsushi, who is around seven years old. This story mainly focuses on Dazai and Atsushi, involving fluff and the occasional violence. I'm aiming for this to only be a short story as I try to dive deep into the Atsushi and Dazai's emotional bond. ⚠️THIS IS NOT A DAZAI X ATSUSHI SHIP!⚠️ 🇬🇷English isn't my first language, so forgive any mistakes.

As a part time worker in the armed detective agency you would think that you would get less work for a good paycheck but unfortunately that's not the case, why? Cause now you're stuck doing Dazai and Ranpo's paperwork, you still have to go hop around doing cases, avoid getting the agency in trouble, and keep Ranpo from stealing your wallet! oh don't forget about your other, actual job! "I swear I feel like I'm aging faster" "Well what do you have left?" "5 different paperworks, Dazai's paperwork, that meeting I need to go later and the report all by tomorrow night" "When was the last time you slept?" "I lost count" "..." (cover art by me)

BSD Various x Choso! Fem! Reader A rush of memories, the rush of blood, and the sound of someone's head flopping up after a failed suicide attempt. What could go wrong? Cover from Pinterest

Second Book of "More Than Just A Dream (Ranpoe)" This story continues the one of the school au of the BSD characters, having centred around Ranpo and Poe. Another year, more chaos! The team is back with more school shenanigans and fun! Camping, moving, adventures, school trips, drama and exams, exams! *Art and characters do not belong to me, but story does*

Have you ever felt trapped behind glass? Like an exhibit in a museum of your own life, your brightest wings pinned to a photograph of your past. He was trapped. Like a butterfly in a jar, its desperate fluttering against the walls only amusing the one holding the lid. He was shattered, like crystal on a plate, and someone else's fork mercilessly pinned him in place, depriving him of any chance of escape. His world narrowed to a dark room, the floor littered with broken mirrors and withered wings, torn by hope. But even in the deepest darkness, a tiny light can be born. A single ray, like the ringing of a phone with a bunny charm or the reflection of an emerald stone in a tie. And he walked towards it. Step by step, breaking the invisible red threads that held him captive. Behind the next door, a world turned inside out awaited him. Bright, absurd, noisy. Here, sweets lay on the floor next to surgical scalpels, school notebooks peacefully coexisted with an elegant hat and a bottle of expensive wine. A white stuffed tiger and cow slept in the corner, and a long black coat, smelling of rain and mystery, hung on a coat rack. A katana, sharpened to a razor's edge, was there. And scattered everywhere were pages from the "ideals" notebook. Chaos, but with its own strange harmony. And the further he walked, the easier it became to breathe. Threads broke, the glass beneath his feet turned to petals, and dried butterflies on the walls came to life, rustling their wings in dust and light. He no longer walked-he ran. Toward the blinding radiance at the end of the path. Toward the door behind which voices resounded. Voices calling his name. Voices that had become familiar. This is a story of escape. Not from a prison with bars, but from oneself-from the captivity of pain, loneliness, and someone else's will. A journey from a broken plate to the warm light of home, from a dried-up insect in a collection to a person who has finally found wings to fly to where they are loved.

The story about a woman who fears humans and a dangerous mafia member. What happens when their worlds collide? Trigger warnings: - slight thriller - abuse - death - blood - violence - mature language - mental disorders/illnesses Disclaimers: - I will be using female pronouns for y/n Achievements: #1: bsd #2: bungoustraydogs ~ I DO NOT OWN BUNGOU STRAY DOGS OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS~

༺ [BSD] Những năm ấy tôi mưu đồ cưa đổ Dazai ༻ Tình trạng: Đang tiến hành Dự kiến rewrite: 20 chương Rating: T Pairing: Bùn đen trong cống x Linh hồn bạc Genre: Hài hước, tâm lý, Gintama + BSD crossover, chocolate trong đắng có ngọt ❝ 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖒𝖞 𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓. ❞ Tóm tắt: Trích dẫn【Sổ tay 108 cách quyến rũ Dazai Osamu 】--- Đế vương thế giới ngầm và nữ sinh thuần khiết √ Tổng tài Mafia bá đạo cưng chiều tận xương √ Ác ma điên cuồng chiếm hữu chim hoàng yến √ Quá kích thích, quá sôi trào! Đến đây, kịch bản nào cũng phải dùng hết! Nhưng mà đi sai bước nhầm, một ly vạn dặm. Hiện thực --- "Cực sốc! Hóa ra Dazai-sama miễn cưỡng lắm mới coi như 10cm, một hiệp kiên trì được hai phút rưỡi!" "Cái vị điều hành viên khủng bố hơn cả ma quỷ kia ấy hả?! Thật hay giả?! Có tin được không đấy?!" "Chứ sao! Bên ngoài đang đồn ầm hết lên rồi, Dazai-sama hàng nhỏ xài kém nên bị Kitagawa-sama đá, thế mới phải khóc nức nở chạy trốn khỏi Mafia Cảng đó!" ↓ Kitagawa Akari trầm ngâm đứng trên tầng thượng, tay cầm loa phát thanh: "Có phải từ nay Dazai Osamu sẽ nhớ thương tôi suốt đời đúng không?" Hệ thống: "...??" Mẹ kiếp! Đừng nói là suốt đời, thế này thì kiếp sau cũng không quên nổi ấy chứ! Tóm tắt ngắn gọn trong một câu: Những năm ấy tôi mưu đồ bò lên giường Dazai.

CW : This fic contains themes of depression, severe anxiety, abuse, and suicide. Look at me: useless, unimportant, a failure. I'd bet that most people my age are doing way better; they're likely employed and actually have friends. But looking at the guy next to me accompanied a nice feeling to say the least... even though the reason probably shouldn't. With the frown he wore and the way his brows knit together in what most likely was frustration, he doesn't seem all that fulfilled either. It's a selfish thought, but I'm glad to see people most likely as miserable as me. "A cup of black tea, please," he ordered, his fingers picking underneath his nails, before his gaze drifted to the side. For a quick moment, I could notice a look to the side in my direction, then a pause, before he turned back. ... A few minutes began to pass by while my tea began to cool down in my hands. I'll have to leave soon... but how am I supposed to get home? I'm not really sure if I have enough money to take the train. I winced. I'll probably have to ask Dazai-san for help again... "Your order, sir," the barista said before sliding it over to him. I rested my head on the edge of my palm as I leaned forward, my gaze unintentionally drifting off to the person sitting next to me. On a second look, I can't help but notice the oddness of his hair-inky black with short bangs and two longer pieces with white tips framing his face-I've been told that my hair was weird in an uneven kind of way, but... it's simply... peculiar to say the least. Also not to mention his complexion-pale and ghoulish. That paired with his haircut made him look like some odd vampire. He started to look over the table-seemingly searching for something until his eyes met the jar of sugar cubes. As he began to lift the lid open, he started to put... Oh. 1... 2... 3... 4... cubes of sugar...? Bsd fic

This is an AU where Dazai had a girlfriend when he was in the Mafia. He left her behind and joined the ADA due to Odasaku's death.

(bad at description) What if Akutagawa turns into a kid and the a.d.a is taking care of him while finding the culprit. all art belong to their respective artists. i do not own any character all credits to artist.

Helloo! I'm ace the author of this story, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I made this for the dazai simps out there so hi, anyway I'll let you get reading now^^

Kunikida, Atsushi and Kyoka sort through files. while cleaning they find photos....conversations sure are happening <> ✨️Cross posted on Ao3✨️

A girl who goes by Yamiko, had become an investigator in crime young, and then theres a boy, Ranpo a detective who seems infatuated. UNFINISHED AND ONGOING ROUGH DRAFT - THIS IS POSTED FOR CRITIQUE PURPOSES, AND WILL NEED MONTHS OF EDITING TO BE REMOTELY GOOD. THIS IS MY FIRST PIECE OF WRITING, NOWHERE NEAR DONE. THANK YOUUU I TRY TO MAKE OVER 1000 WORDS PER CHAPTER

Four years ago, you were the brightest young detective in Yokohama-until a mission ended with ten thousand dead and your name written in blood. You vanished, choosing solitude over salvation, haunted by every scream you couldn't silence. But when Osamu Dazai shows up at your apartment door with that same lazy smile and a case that sounds eerily familiar, you realize ghosts don't stay buried forever. Now, between sleepless nights, tangled emotions, and the dangerous dance of two broken minds, you're forced to confront the one mystery you've spent years avoiding-your own heart.

Hello! I have returned with another fic, this time diving into the world of BSD featuring the genius detective himself, Ranpo Edogawa. ( I do want to clarify that your character does have a name and appearance/ look already established in the story; however, if you do not like it, then feel free to imagine yourself differently. It's just easier for me to write the story with a character already established, kind of like a placeholder.) Kumiko Amajiki's / y/n's life has been one huge unfolding story full of mystery, intrigue, philosophy, plot twists, drama, and possibly now romance? Ever since Ranpo Edogawa was introduced into your story, you were no longer reading about adventures and thrills but were now living them out for yourself. But not all stories end happily, and you, more than anyone else, know all too well that the smallest alteration can ruin a story's ending for good. Will you and Ranpo get to live happily ever after? Will Ranpo finally learn to appreciate the beauty in the process, or skip to the end of your story together as partners at the ADA, only to realize not even a genius can change a story once the ink is dry? I want to clarify that I am not the original author of Bungo Stray Dogs, and in no way is my OC a canon character to the original story of BSD; therefore, this story is not canon. All rights are reserved to Kafka Asagiri, the original author of BSD, and to the publishers as well.

When Dazai ends up in the agency infirmary without memories from the last six years, going to the places he last remembers won't make everything better. Learning about events that occurred before his memory loss break him and send him spiralling. {SKK} {PORT MAFIA} {ARMED DETECTIVE AGENCY} Follow my tiktok account for chapter updates, cool edits, and character discussions. @Akutgon on tiktok.