La Vie, La Mort
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Petits poèmes sur la vie, la mort et le temps qui passe.
~ recueil de poème secondaire : je n'y poste donc pas très souvent ~
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Meadow Of Roses (Dazai x reader)
After sacrificing yourself for Dazai. In your last words you tell Dazai something meaningful. After recovering you find out Dazai has gone missing but what goes through Dazai and your mind? Where is Dazai? --- I'll be using she/her pronouns. --- Y/n will be based off of Odasaku. Odasaku will not be an existing character in the story since y/n will be very similar to him in someways. --- To be easier to understand, the memories you'll read are not in chronological order. They're scattered, though some you can tell are in order but not all. I don't want to confuse readers thinking they're all in order. They're not. --- Warning, I'll be using sensitive topics that may not be comfortable with some readers, please be aware of that before reading! --- Started: December 20th 2020 Ended: April 12th 2021 --- Past Rankings: #1 dazaixreader #1 chuuya #1 chuuyanakahara #1 bungostraydogs #1bungostraydogsxreader #1 atsushiConcluída
Red; Blood and Love | Dazai X Reader
Before the intro, I would like to shout out a friend. They requested the idea be made into a fic so here it is. Sunshine and rainbows, they say. When you're a child, it's easy to fold into the happiness of being a child. The world's weights don't exist for you. As we grow, we discover pain; Are we really discovering it, or have our eyes simply opened to pain? Their childhood is but a fuzzy memory, blocking away the mental pain. Even now, they can't quite remember if they had a family or if they were loved. Even as a port mafia executive, they don't have much. Their only true bond is with a boy who knows the betrayal within their heart. It should have been them, not the one who put the betrayal in their heart. When they are hit with an ability and their whole body and mind turned back into that vulnerable child, why is it Dazai who gets the job of looking after them? Why can't it be somebody who won't cause distraction in their heart when they are back to an adult? Top 10 in # 9 in bsdxreader on 11/17/21Concluída
Inevitable Destruction
Dazai angst I felt like writing ACTUAL WRITING WILL BE POSTED BY APRIL 30TH !PLEASE MIND THE TW'S THIS IS INCREDIBLY HEAVY! Child endangerment Child abuse Hypothermia Starvation/Descriptions of intense hunger Suicidal thoughts/Ideation Implications of non consensual medical drug usage Self harm Blood Gun/Blades Thoughts/Urges to hurt others (?) Dehumanization Depression Self neglect Suicide/Attempt (VERY descriptive) Panic attack descriptions Slight religious imagery (?) Descriptions of gore/injury Brief mention of torture Law breaking/reckless driving (?) Emotional suppression (?) Drastic mood swings/changes Mentioned character death Playlist on first part and taking suggestionsConcluída
dances, dawns, deaths.
❝𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵❞ ˜"*°•˜"*°•˜"*°• dancing until dawn towards our death. passion is rarely sweet and fruit-bearing. in the face of it, will you continue? will you push forward with the motion or will you let the fire join the breeze until there is nothing left? this collection explores the depths of a creative mind, a depraved soul, and a covert art. will you go along with me? ˜"*°•˜"*°•˜"*°• - long-ass poems - a collection i'm semi-proud of - all graphics are made by me - completed - cream caramel poetry series #4 © sofiya v. 2020Concluída
𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗞𝗢𝗞𝗨 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗦
I HAVE MOVED ON TO AO3, THIS MOST LIKELY WILL NO LONGER BE UPDATED (ao3: zaikunxx) I PLAN TO REWORK SOME OF THE CHAPTERS IN THIS BOOK ON AO3, SO PLEASE CHECK ME OUT <3 Content warnings: •Suicide (especially for Dazai, of course.) •Self-harm •Cursing •Graphic depctions of bodily harm, blood, etc. •past me being horrible at writing and making characters super ooc :'( Dont be surprised if you see one of these chapters being deleted/ changed. Im trying to fix some that probably mischaracterized a character super badly or im just super unhappy with it. As the name of the book states, this is full of soukoku oneshots/multishots, etc. NO SMUT OR LEMON OR GRAPHIC SEXUAL SCENES. there will be mentions of it though, or brief scenes. Im bad at angst lolzies I do not own any art in this, nor do I own any Bungou Stray Dogs character.Concluída
Sorrow Witnessed By The Moon
Chuuya was suffering from pain. He was hurt badly and he want to ended it by dying. Dazai learn and came to save Chuuya. Both ended up confessing their hidden feeling after all the years of hiding in fear of rejection. [Reminder, there's some chapter that really is a bit detailed. Please be cautious. This a angst, romance and happy ending type of story. I don't really much had a knowledge on writing angst and this is my first one writing that includes mostly angst. So be prepared.] Ps : Don't Copy To Another Site without my permissionConcluída
Thoughts Of Me, Sorry.
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|| completed || [Dazai Osamu x Reader] Love is a difficult thing. It takes time, effort and patience to maintain a relationship. Especially when you're in love with a suicidal maniac. #BSDWattys2017Concluída
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