Ozakikouyou Stories

Memories get created and fade. People encounter and part. Such is life. But can memories come back? Can people reunite? Author note: just in case, I don't want the book cover to be published anywhere else. I drew it myself and spent hours on it. Thank you. (Same goes for the story, ofc lol)

Ever since Kyouka joined the Port Mafia and Kouyou started acting like a mother figure to her, one difficult question appeared and kept poking Chuuya. So one day, he decided to ask Kouyou the question which will definitely cause her to laugh, but also to think. DISCLAIMER: None of the pictures or videos used are mine.

Since Dazai left, Chuuya kept up his part as the hard-working, loyal mafia member everyone knew him as, but even he needed to let out his frustration once in a while. Tonight was one of those times. Disclaimer: I only own the story, not the characters.

"shrouded by black snow and covered in white blood, you'll lose everything you had by your very own doing."

"Shit... We're going to be so late!" The ginger man pushed the stroller onto the train and he quickly found himself a seat. And he sighed from pure exhaustion, he had run halfway across town to catch the train. This morning was one of the worse... well every morning just about for him was the worst. Twenty-two-year-old Nakahara Chuuya was a full-time dad, and worker. He was wearing himself thin trying to provide for his one-year-old daughter, Luna. Most days he was so tired he wanted to give up... but then he'd look at his daughters smiling face, he'd hear her little giggles, and how could he possibly give up. It was tiring but it was all for her sake. Everything was for her sake.

Dazau just wants Kouyou to take him under her care and care about him as much as she does Chuuya.

There was another 3 sided conflict between the gifted in the future, Yokohama was almost destroyed and many souls are taken away. The only way to save Yokohama now is to go back in time and prevent the war from happening. Will they succeed changing the future or will they fail and let Yokohama be gone forever?..

Cuando admiras demasiado a una persona, lo único que quieres es hacerla sentir orgullosa sin importa que... Pero, tal vez esa persona es la equivocada y hay alguien que ya está orgulloso de ti.

In which you are a different person in every story. alter ego /ˌɒltər ˈiːɡəʊ,ˌɔːltər ˈiːɡəʊ/ noun a person's secondary or alternative personality. "in the flesh she is a million miles from her photographic alter ego"

because i fucking can

" Chuuya wore this locket all the time? " the brunette was confused as he saw the locket on chuuya's neck while he was laying unconscious

after the war, yosano finds herself hopeless and alone, that is, until a red-haired angel comes and sweeps her off her feet. - no ada, no port mafia, only cute bakery (art creds: @/pigeoncantfly on instagram) (also on ao3 @/mopishsugar)

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Today was the happiest day of nineteen year old Ozaki Kouyou's life. On April 29th, 1994 at 7:05 am in the morning she gave birth to the most beautiful little boy ever. A little boy with bright ginger hair and blue eyes colored as blue as the ocean, and skin as pale as a porcelain doll. Kouyou looked down and she smiled as she looked at her little boy. She wished the man she loved so dearly was here to see how beautiful their son was. He would have loved him so dearly. Kouyou knew from the moment she laid eyes on their baby; from the moment she had become pregnant with him. She wouldn't let a soul in this world hurt him, not now and not ever.

Chuuya was always treated as he was useless, annoying, and unneeded in this world. But one encounter with a woman named Kouyou Ozaki changed his life forever. ♡ Also the story cover is NOT my art! Credit goes to the artist! If you know the artist name please tell me. Any art I use for this fiction is credited back to the artist.

Chuuya had always been something special. Dazai still couldn't stay.

so me n my friends started roleplaying bsd characters in games such as brookhaven n shit like that, so, as a normal group of dumb idiots would, we got a bunch of inaccurate bullshit quotes, so, I decided you guys on wattpad deserved them <3 reminder that none of these are meant to be 100% accurate, and are us mixing our personalities with the canon personalities and our headcanons enjoy :)

BSD chaos, being incorrect quotes, memes, and whatever other crazy dank stuff I find Prepare to cringe (☆▽☆)