Soukoku Stories

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*

this a fan fic i been working on for a year i hope you enjoy excuse any wrighting mistakes since english is not my first lenguaje and i wanted to write with out people peeking at my bussines, as silly as it may sound. This fanfic is a BSD ( Bungo Stray Dogs) and yes its a soukoku fanfic , about a mission chuuya and dazai were incharged to do, in which chuuya since he lost a bet hadd to play the roll of a woman and distract the main target while dazai took any information and investigated, but things weent out of plan.... theres going to be fluff and other stuff. warning: sexual harrasment , murder and etc...

Unknown to Dazai, Chuuya gave birth to a little girl when he left the mafia. The ginger haired male was clueless of what to do. thank goodness he has the support of his mentor and boss.

TRIGGER WARNING! Dazai struggles with addiction and nobody in the ADA knows. He also struggles with depression anxiety PTSD and schizophrenia. And the thought of leaving Chuuya behind eats him alive.

I made different kinds of fanfics the hearts tell you what kind of fanfics they are ❤ = a little bit spicy 💖 = fluff 🖤 = angst Also this is my first time making fanfics so don't expect it to be the best thing you ever read.

Chuuya Nakahara is no stranger to being a weapon, but he's always had a leash. Whether it was the Sheep, the Port Mafia, or the neutralizing touch of a certain "shitty mackerel," there was always something keeping the god inside him from swallowing the world. Now, the leash is gone. When a battlefield anomaly rips Chuuya Nakahara away from Yokohama and drops him on Whale Island, he finds himself utterly alone. No Port Mafia, no "Mackerel" to nullify his power, and-worst of all-no silence. Inside the seal of his soul, Arahabaki is no longer a dull ache in the base of neck but a loud roar. It has found a voice, and it is bored. Part malevolent spirit, part chaotic god, the entity within Chuuya views this new world as a sandbox made of glass, and it is constantly whispering for Chuuya to start breaking things. "Tell me, boy... if you won't let me crush this world, what exactly do you plan on doing with all that rage?" Chuuya Nakahara is no stranger to being a weapon, but he's always had a leash. He is used to the weight of the Mafia, the burden of leadership, and the irritating presence of a certain suicidal detective. But when a singularity rips him from Yokohama and drops him into a world teeming with "Nen" and monstrous ambition, he loses his only anchor. His Dazai. Without Dazai to nullify the god under his skin, his restraint on Arahabaki is thinning. Arahabaki finds the Nen users fascinating and constantly tries to "bait" Chuuya into using Corruption just to see how the local Hunters would react to a black hole. In a world of Hunters, Chuuya, even without Nen, he can crater a concrete wall; with his gravity manipulation-he is a walking natural disaster. But Arahabaki is bored. Like a starved beast behind a cage, the god whispers, goading Chuuya to trade his humanity for absolute carnage. In a world without his anchor, Chuuya Nakahara faces a terrifying reality: if he loses control just once, he won't just win the fight-he'll swallow the world. -------

Dazai is a womanizing asshole and Chuuya is sick of having to deal with his bullshit. (Or: Chuuya and the women that Dazai has left crying have a group chat and they help the redhead with his relationship with the bastard). Original by ricchies on Archive of Our Own

Dazai's normally boring morning was shattered when a small pair of arms wrapped themselves around his knees and big azure eyes blinked up at him partnered with a stupidly happy grin. Or Chuuya is hit with an ability that reverses his age. (STORMBRINGER SPOILERS)

--- A string of bizarre murders rocks Yokohama-victims overfed, stabbed with katanas, and left like twisted folklore tributes. The Armed Detective Agency is on the case... but so is the Port Mafia. When Dazai is forced to team up with Chuuya to uncover the truth behind the Bakeneko organization, their explosive history threatens to burn everything down-including the fragile line between hate and something dangerously close to love. --- Murder, Folklore, and maybe a second chance. ---

Dazai transferring back to the pm (I was too lazy to add a good cover cry abt it)

Fox Dazai is an elementary school art teacher; bunny Chuuya is a teacher he has a crush on. Dazai loses his mind to think and speak when he sees Chuuya. Dazai's son Shuji it done with his father's behavior and makes it his Mission to get his dad together with his crush aka his teacher, with a little help from his friends.

TW: $elf-harm, $uicide attempt just a little (and sad) story that i made i'm taking a brake from this story for a little

Dazai and Chuuya are secretly married-something that no one knows, neither Mori, nor the Agency, and certainly not the rest of the Port Mafia. They have always kept their understanding hidden behind arguments, sarcasm, and their past in the Port Mafia. But when an anonymous enemy reveals their marriage to both organizations, it unleashes a dangerous web of distrust, politics, and emotional conflicts.

"Have I gone mad?" "I'm afraid so. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are"

Dazai and Chuuya were betrothed as children, part of a deal between two of Yokohama's most powerful companies, ADA and PM. What was supposed to be a marriage of convenience has become a life neither of them ever wanted. No vows. No love. Just a facade to protect their companies' reputations. Now, forced into a marriage they never wanted, they must pretend to be the perfect couple while secretly resenting everything about it. Dazai and Chuuya have learned to play their parts. But what happens when their facade starts to crack? What happens when they realize that maybe, just maybe, this wasn't just a business deal after all? !! ART NOT MINE!! CREDITS TO REAL OWNERS NONE OF THIS ART IS MINE!!

Chuuya and Dazai have always been connected, but neither of them believes in fate. That is, until Chuuya wakes up one day with a red string tied around his pinky-one that only he can see. At first, he thinks it's just some Ability messing with him, but the more he tries to ignore it, the stronger the pull becomes. It tugs him in the direction of the Port Mafia-toward Dazai, who has no idea it's there. As Chuuya investigates, he realizes the string isn't just symbolic-it tightens whenever they're apart for too long and frays when they fight. If it snaps completely, something terrible will happen. But the real problem? The string isn't leading him to Dazai. It's pulling him away. or One day Chuuya wakes up with a red string wrapped around his pinky finger and it's like those cringy ahh gacha soulmate thingies credits to my friends who don't have Wattpad, they rlly helped me out with this, tysm guys ily

Chuuya's greatest weakness

"Where am I?" "Sir, boss is calling for you." "Mori-san?" "No sir....Dazai Osamu." "What....?"

Dazai Osamu had been keeping a secret from everyone for five years. Well, multiple secrets. But it was fine, because he had no intention of letting anyone in on those secrets. The past was in the past. Until the past turned up at his door wearing a Hello Kitty t-shirt. (A Soukoku kid fic)

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