Ever Alone《Dazai Osamu X Reader》
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Last published Wed, Mar 14, 2018
[A Bungou Stray Dogs Fanfiction containing a romance between the mysterious, bandage man, Dazai Osamu, and you, my dearest reader.]
A love story. It's about the nothing-ness that consumes our thoughts, numb our feelings, and tears apart trust.
Because we can't ever get back what was lost.
Not even in death.
[Contains various triggers. At a later date, this may contain a lemony moment or two. Please be wary.]
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