Rimbaud Stories

Originally my friend asked for this but I forgot about it but I got bored and decided to finally do this In this fanfic dazai is a cat mori is his dad and odasaku is his brother, more is explained in the au and character explanation This story may contain Bottomzai Bad grammar Simpzai Catzai And I'll add more later I'll update randomly, and by that I mean whenever I'm not pulling all nighters doing homework and wrestling NOT MY ART

BOOK 2 OMEGAVERSE CONTINUATION OF MY LOVE ALL MINE. SECRETS WILL BE UNCOVERED A NEW LIFE MAY ARISE.... ENJOY🌟🌟🌟

Pleidooi voor een Nederlandse speelfilm over de Franse dichter Arthur Rimbaud in Harderwijk.

some chapters/drafts from novel i'm writing

Han pasado dos años...desde que la muerte los separó.

Chuuya is French. Dazai is Japanese. Where Chuuya is forced to leave his beloved France and move to Japan because of Verlaine's decision, his world turns upside down. He despises the change. And despises it even more when Dazai, an infuriatingly lazy, suicidal and unbearable student, gets involved in his life.

Dazai wouldn't believe that something so breathtaking was a mere boy, he must have been an angel sent from the heavens above as a gift to humanity, for what? Dazai did not know but he would not pry for fear of never seeing that specific shade of auburn again. And there the angel sat, unbothered, along the shore throwing rocks into the endless blue... (English isn't my first language so sorry for any mistakes)

The BSD characters in a Pokemon AU

Những mẩu truyện ngắn về cặp đôi Athur Rimbaud và Paul Verlaine vì toi vã cái cp này quá. Đa phần là ngọt vì toi k nuốt nổi ngược.

The events that lead to the secrets of Paul Verlaine's and Arthur Rimbaud's true feelings for one another. All of their adventures are written down in Arthur's journal, to which he hopes to one day gift to his partner. A sweet secreted story between two partners, to which there is nothing more... and nothing less.

Par les soirs bleus d'été on m'a dit que tenir un rantbook c'était "Swag". Ignorant la signification de ce mot étrange je décidai, moi, Arthur Rimbaud, d'en écrire un.

Poemas

In the chill of 1873, nineteen-year-old Arthur Rimbaud returns to his family home after a tumultuous breakup with Verlaine, burdened by anger and heartbreak. Seeking solace, he wanders to a quiet hill beneath a canopy of stars, contemplating abandoning poetry altogether. But on this lonely night, a mysterious figure appears, an old man who seems to know more about Rimbaud's soul than he cares to admit. As they speak, Rimbaud faces a choice that could make him immortal in words-but at a profound personal cost. A haunting tale of fate, artistry, and the sacrifices demanded by a poet's soul.

Listen I am a sape ok? So here we have a ship that should've had had more plot. There we will be Angst but there will also be fluff. Ships will include- Soukoku, Shin Soukoku, Rimbaud(obvi) and there will other mentions but that is all the ships for now. Warnings- Death Experiments Crying And who knows? We'll see

"Looks like we are getting a new recruit!" The boss, named Mori, clapped his hands enthusiastically. The man, a ginger haired with a short stature turns his head behind, to the boss. "Huh?" "Welcome to the Amazing Port Mafia!" ... First, sleep is never required. Then, food is never required. Ultimately, no amount of intense injury can kill you. "Oh man, we are basically immortals, leaving aside the getting insane part." The bandaged man gives a smug grin as he squints his eyes at the dazed ginger, perfectly reading his thoughts. ... Who sleeps that long? Had he not put on a wake timer before sleeping? Because this nightmare was now taking a little too long to end.

Avevo deciso di muovermi verso Liegi, per noia, per avventura, per un'amore terminato così così. Mi aveva convinto anche un certo SERGE NONSOCOSA ,incrociato su regionale veloce dalle parti di Palazzolo Sull'Oglio. La Vallonia mi era parsa, in folgorazione, come il luogo dove riprendere il filo di una vita ancora giovane lasciata senza particolari, decisivi sviluppi, e sostanzialmente svuotata. Un'esistenza senza la prova del guanto di paraffina, in effetti. Dopo essere approdato alla stazione ferroviaria di Guillemins avevo fatto in fretta a subire il fascino imbecille di Serge e ne ero diventato l'amante, passivo, fancazzista e mantenuto. Poi mi ero iscritto a una Scuola Creativa d'arti Applicate, dove mi ero imbattuto in soggetti disagiati, disagevoli, geniali, grotteschi, spaventosi e illuminati. In particolare avevo conosciuto HOLDEN CAULFIELD. Dandy in formalina con dei numeri comunque notevoli. Un personaggio a tutto tondo, effettivamente. Avevo deciso di mollare, fra mille menate, il mio amante/finanziatore e di farmi seguace di HOLDEN CAULFIELD, l'anglo-belga. Ma la SUA E LA MIA STORIA è quella che dovete leggere di seguito... Fiaba strana dalle venature metalliche, ma con guizzi di cherosene spirituale. A voi.

A normal highschool bsd fanfic Might have some angst ig?? A TON of ships Chuuya, an aggressive teen from Brittany, France was transferred out of the comfort of his country all the way to Yokohoma, Japan. He was of course furious at this sudden news, but his efforts to stay in France were to no avail, he had absolutely no choice in this decision, much to his displeasure. How will this sudden move change him? For better or for worse. Will he be able to find refuge in his Japanese raised classmates? Or be isolated for his different upbringing? Will he be able to find love from a certain brunette?