This is intended for the adult audience. Please, respect that I do NOT want minors viewing this.
Listen to the warnings and read carefully. Everything mentioned WILL happen. Dead dove, do not eat.
dazai is incredibly mentally ill and disturbed, self harm, bodily fluids, body horror, cannibalism, explicitly graphic content, swearing, implied gore, stupid author's fucking yapping, mentions of illness/vomit/etc, exhibitionism, knifeplay/blood kink, knife used as a dildo, acrotomophilia, amputation, algolagnia/masochism, sadism, anthropophagolagnia, strangulation, consensual non consent, excessive fucking biting (in which dazai may or may not consume chuuya's finger, etc.) forced consumption of bodily fluids, forced consumption of a cigarette, dacryphilia, emetophilia, drugs, blood breeding, mutilation of genitalia, switch dazai/switch chuuya, eighteen dazai & chuuya, yandere elements (??) dazai doesn't live in a literal shipping container, for plot, amputated dick used as dildo, voyeurism.
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.