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melensolo · 11 months

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Yan! Chuuya x gn! reader Tw: implied murder, implied stalking, kidnapping, implied drugging

You didn’t know how or why he chose you, you don’t know why Chuuya took interest in an ordinary cafe worker; but he did.

Every day he would walk in, three o’clock sharp. He always brought flowers, chocolates, or other gifts of the sort and gave them to you. He’d request that you make his coffee too. At the time you didn’t know he was in the Port Mafia. How would you know?

On one particular day, he had waited for you to get off work. You don’t know why he was waiting, and frankly you didn’t want to find out. He was nice and all, but you weren’t looking for a relationship. You had just been presumingly dumped. Your boyfriend of six months ghosted you out of nowhere about a month ago, and honestly you can’t find yourself to care that much.

You tried to leave without the ginger man noticing you, but he was watching you the whole time. “Hey, Y/N!” he shouted, catching up to you. Once he was walking beside you he asked if you liked the flowers.

“They’re nice, tulips are my favorite. Thank you, I have to go.” you said quickly, trying to leave.

He put his arm in front of you, stopping your movements. “Woah, wait a second-”

“Excuse me?” you said, offended he was blocking your path. You just wanted to get home.

“Sorry, I was hoping we could talk?” He put his arm down.

“Sorry but I can’t-”

For a second his face turned dark. “Please, Y/N.”

You sighed, you just wanted to go home.

“Alright.”

The whole conversation that he was so eager to have with you was the reason you find yourself in this unfamiliar room. Unable to leave.

He had confessed his attraction to you, and you told him you weren’t interested. You didn’t even know anything aside from his name. You should’ve known he wouldn’t leave you alone.

The next day, he came late. He came right at the end of your shift, at 6pm.

He had a box of chocolates and an apologetic look on his face. “I’m sorry about yesterday, I didn’t mean to come off like that.” He handed you the box and you took it. You would’ve felt bad if you hadn’t. It also helped that you loved chocolate.

When you got back to your small, one-bedroom apartment, you noticed your window open. That was odd, you usually shut it. You shut and locked the window. You opened the box of chocolate and took just one. You bit into it and it tasted amazing. He always got the best chocolate you must admit.

You went to your bathroom and got your daily bath ready. Your body started feeling tired and your head was aching. You could feel yourself begin to sway as your eyesight started getting hazy. Before you knew it, you couldn’t stand and you fell. You could hear the bathroom door open and the last thing you remember seeing was a pair of black shoes in front of your face.

When you woke up you were terrified. There was no light, it was pure darkness. You couldn’t move your hands, something was restraining you to some sort of board. You were laying down on something comfortable, a bed.

You started yelling for help. None came.

You had no time on what day it was, when you got here, or even what time it was. You felt yourself start to cry.

That’s when you saw a sliver of light and a creaking sound come with it. A few moments after that the lights came on. It took your eyes a second to adjust to the sudden light. Then you saw him, the guy you had rejected the day before.

“Chuuya.” you attempted to sound strong, but it came out more as a weak croak from your crying just moments before.

He looked at you, satisfactory evident on his face.

“Chuuya, please help me.” you pleaded.

“We both know I can’t do that.” He said as he started walking towards you.

Realization hit you. “Did you do this to me?”

He bent down and got close to your face. He moved your hair behind your ear before kissing your cheek. Dread pooled in your stomach.

“I know you’re gonna want to run away, so I had to cuff you–but you can gain my trust over time, okay Love?”

“Chuuya,” you whispered

“Hmm?” “If you let me go, I won’t tell a soul– I promise.”

He stood up. “I can’t.”

A tear slid down your cheek and he wiped it away, he looked at you with pity. “You’ll learn to love me and accept this, my lovely.”

He turned to walk to the door, “I’ll be back later, I promise. I have to go finish up some stuff with work, okay?”

“Chuuya.”

He stopped and looked at you. “What is it?”

“People are going to notice my absence, they’re gonna look for me.. And you’re gonna face heavy consequences if you don’t let me go! Please for you and me..”

He laughed at you.

“Like how they noticed your boyfriend’s absence?”

Time seemed to stop. He couldn’t have, could he? You felt sick, you wanted to die.

“Cheer up, your eyes are going to get puffy.” he joked.

Then the lights went out again.

What did I do to deserve this, you asked yourself over and over again.

You didn’t ask for this.

You didn’t want this.

#chuuya x you #chuuya headcanons #yandere #yandere chuuya x reader #yan chuuya #yandere chuuya #chuuya nakahara #chuuya nakahara x reader #chuuya nakahara x you #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd fanfic #bungo stray dogs fanfiction #x reader #tw.kidnapping

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cryslut · 2 months

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THESE VIOLENT DELIGHTS | YAN BSD MEN

「 Fyodor ~ Dazai ~ Nikolai ~ Jouno ~ Poe ~ Chuuya 」

- Fem Reader

- this story contains yandere themes !

this story is a full story im currently working on. it'll be published in full on wattpad. so if u would like to continue reading this and stay updated with it, it'll be on my wattpad

here's the link:

CHAPTER 𝟎𝟏

My feet kept moving forward, my breath began to slowly catch up to my movement. Turning corners through the streets until I reached a very familiar place that I used to dine at, Sobo Restaurant. It was a place I used to go to with close friends and acquaintances of mine. That is until I ended up on the run due to the fact I was wanted by many organizations who were after my ability.

My ability is known as Delicate Despair, my target will become weakened with fatigue and symptoms of an illness, that much like of a flu. This sick like feeling lasts up to two hours. It works through skin to skin contact. Why did everyone want this ability? The answer was so simple, yet I barely knew myself.

I walked into the restaurant before me, catching my breath and going to sit down away from everyone else that was present. I looked at my surroundings to see a man with brown hair, a formal colored looking suit, along with bandages wrapped around his arms and neck. As well as another man with blonde hair, glasses and a dirty beige suit sitting together talking amongst themselves.

I sat down at a table nearby them and kept my head down trying to keep a low profile. There were not many people here in sight. I looked over at the two men I spotted prior sitting down and see them talking and stealing glances at me here and there. I felt off about the two but also didn't feel as if I were in any danger.

I kept my cool and made my few futile attempts not to attract any attention or seeming suspicious. Not that I had anything to be suspicious about. The men stand up from their chairs at the same time as if right on queue. I got up as well making my way for the exit the moment they got up. Walking towards the door, I get pulled by someone, "Nuh uh uh, miss," I get pulled back, turning around to see who had pulled me back, it was the brunette haired man wrapped up in bandages.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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biggestfyolaifan-moved · 1 year

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yandere dazai or chuuya. i beg. maybe runaway reader? 👉👈

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[yandere!dazai, chuuya, with runaway reader]

[warnings under cut + neutral reader]

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HIHIHI LILIA THANKYOU FOR REQUESTING HONESLTY RUNAWAY READER IS MY FAVORITE THING EVER !! MY WRITING QUALITY COULD BE A LOT BETTER, I'M SO VERY SORRY!! THANK YOU!! I WROTE THESE TWO SEPARATELY^^ ALSO I DO NOT SUPPORT THIS BEHAVIOR IRL. THIS IS PURELY FICTIONAL!!

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yandere behavior, kidnapping, implied drugging, killing, manipulating, that kinda stuff yk!!

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the night you escaped from the horrid place you were made to call home was freezing. the man, no, devil named chuuya was quick to lead you into his home. you had faint memories of the red-headed man sauntering behind you, putting his hand on your shoulder and offering you a walk home. the entire way your legs had gradually became weaker and weaker. almost.. numb.

your mind was dazed. chuuya sat next to you on a wooden bench, squeezing your hand comfortingly. it was hard to hear him speak clearly. the hand caressing your hair wasn't helping the fact your world was spinning about fifty times faster than it normally did.. which wasn't very fast. and before you knew it, you were pacing around a locked room, finally regaining your ability to walk after multiple days.

to your knowledge, chuuya was at work. it took days to memorize what time he came home, but it still wasn't perfect. he could come back at any time, completely unannounced. except usually, you could hear him arrive while you heard the loud motorcycle park outside the home. you had to be quick tonight.

even after fumbling with the loose lock and successfully opening the door, it was no surprise to you that the front door was.. also locked. two locks. a bobby pin wouldn't work in this situation, you needed something else.

sure, chuuya was smart enough to put a lock on the knife drawer, but he forgot about one little thing. a small, dull butter knife was in the sink. it wasn't dirty, but chuuya had forgotten to put it away. you thanked whatever gods there must have been, because now, it felt like only a higher deity could give you the miracle you just recieved.

both of the locks were difficult to get through, but the knife made it easier. and it was done, because there you stood, before the open door in the front yard. a sigh of relief managed to escape your mouth while you slid the knife in your waistband, making a run for it down the cold streets.

before you knew it, it was 11pm. just two hours after escaping from chuuya's home, it started to rain. wait, was that a person?

they emitted a reddish-orange glowing aura, could they also be an ability user? you stepped closer, and closer. the person faced away from you, but you were so close to them. they were oddly stiff, standing as if they were looking ahead at something.

but.. the body dropped.

the body lied on the floor. this was no ability user, no, no, this was the work of someone else. but.. how did the body stay upright? there was no way he just now died, it had to have been at least ten minutes.

a gloved hand harshly seized your shoulder. of course you recognized him. he knew you would come here. he must've been watching you.

chuuya didn't speak. you were almost paralyzed in distress. part of you was still terrified of the dead man you just saw, and the other was terrified of him. he had nothing to say to you, not until morning.

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losing you wasn't the first thing on dazai's mind until the night he lost you.

of course, he saw it coming. did you think escaping from him hadn't crossed his mind once?

looking back at it now, maybe it was stupid of you not to consider the risks of escaping. traps, cameras. anything. it was like this man had just about everything worked out perfectly, so if you messed it up in the slightest, it would all turn against you. all of your friends, all your family.

and it never occured to dazai's coworkers what it meant when he almost constantly checked the cameras at work, and abruptly got up in the middle of a meeting to go 'feed his pet goldfish'. he didn't even have a goldfish.

dazai didn't exactly panic when he saw you open up the doors on the cameras- he had already seen it coming.

and to your surprise, you didn't hear from dazai all day. no messages, calls, visits, anything. maybe it wasn't the best idea to return home, but your doors were locked anyway. even then, you still didn't feel safe in your own home.

the ultimate goal was to stay the night and then go to the police station to get this handled by someone with higher authority than yourself.

that was, if you made it through the night.

it was easy enough, right? no way dazai would find his way in, he didn't even have keys, nor did he know where your home was. did he?

of course he did. it was 4:32am, and brown hair dangled just a few inches above you. a cheery grin was spread across his face, but dazai wasn't happy with you, no, far from it. you never exactly believed in the phrase, "frozen with fear" until now.

and despite his grinning smile, the most unsettling things about dazai at the moment were his eyes.

the way he always pulled you close to him after attempts to run away from him was almost disturbing; the way he would brush your hair with his fingers and whisper things to you. "what did you think was going to happen, huh?"

the tall man was crouched, but still seemed to loom over you, even when you sat up. one arm wrapped around you and squeezed your hand, while he other hand kneaded at your scalp. his voice was quiet, and almost sweet.

"i got inside so easily, that's a safety hazard." dazai leaned in, resting his chin on the top of your head. you could feel him shakily smile while speaking once more, "see? you're a lot safer with me. you can't crawl to anybody else."

and he wasn't lying. almost everyone you knew was somehow, some way, acquainted with dazai. he was right. you couldn't crawl to anyone else.

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// i csnot it is 3:35am for me rn. i am deeply sorry to anyone who is bald because i wrote that the reader has hair, i will start writing bsd x bald reader for inclusivity

#yandere chuuya #yan chuuya nakahara #yandere dazai #yandere dazai osamu #yandere chuuya nakahara #bungo stray dogs x reader #yandere bsd #bsd x reader #last text is /j 😭

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cqthqrtic · 2 years

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i dont see anyone asking for chuu chuu,so if it's possible. Can I ask for death,the chariot and the devil for Chuuya?

warnings: kidnapping, loss of agency, non-sexual violations of boundaries, captivity.

a/n: i had a difficult time with this one😭😭 i don’t really see chuuya as yandere material tbh so sorry this turned out terrible :((

Death - Would this yandere ever kill their darling? If not, would this yandere “kill” undesirable traits of their darling?

Absolutely not. One of Chuuya’s defining traits (even without being yandere) is his undying loyalty. So when faced with obsession, Chuuya would sooner eat his own kidney than kill you. He’s lost way too many people, he can’t lose you too.

The Chariot - What freedoms would this yandere allow, and take away?

Chuuya strikes me as someone similar to Kunikida (but not AS deluded) who’s restrictions are based mostly on safety. You’re definitely not allowed to leave the house without him. Internet access is allowed but it’s under heavy surveillance by his most trusted tech savvy subordinates and no social media of course. Overall, Chuuya is more relaxed than say, Fyodor or Kunikida but his rules are absolute. Do not break them or you’ll get on his bad side. Nobody wants to see Chuuya’s bad side.

The Devil - What taboo things would this yandere do to their darling?

I’m gonna be real honest here and say that Chuuya isn’t really much of a yandere compared to the others so he’s not really willing to take things that far (in comparison to the others but that’s like saying the most innocent demon in hell). The most taboo thing he’ll do is stalk and kidnap you. Chuuya’s a protective type, he’ll get angry if you don’t love him back and lash out verbally but he won’t lay his hands on you. In captivity, he’s… decent. Chuuya will get you nice clothes, fantastic food, and whatever you want but you’re still a prisoner. A songbird in a golden cage is still a songbird in a cage. Even if he gave you everything you wanted, your freedom will always be out of your reach.

#chuuya🪐#i’m so sorry this was trash #i don’t rly see chuuya as yan material #ask games #dark content #bsd #bsd x reader #yandere chuuya #chuuya x reader #yandere chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara #chuuya nakahara x reader #nakahara chuuya #yandere bsd

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gettinshiggywithit · 4 months

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Hi Everyone! Here are the finished pieces from all the requests that i got in!

I’m genuinely sorry to everyone who’s piece i haven’t done and when inspiration and motivation hit me to write them,you’ll be able to find them right here!

Thank You For All Support And Love And Until Next Time,Bye~

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Yuuji x Fem!Reader [Hogwarts AU]

Summary:What life at the greatest wizarding school in all of Britain is like,with the best boyfriend you could ever ask for!

Requested by: @chuuyahoo

Nikolai x Fem!Reader [Genderbent AU]

Summary: your girlfriend’s hilarious but also scarily dangerous,but she loves you and that’s all you could ever ask for..right?

Requested by: anonymous

Fyodor x GN!Reader [yandere AU]

Summary: a certain ushanka wearing russian has taken an obsessive liking to you…woohoo😀

Requested by: anonymous

Dazai x Fem!Reader [RoomMate AU]

Summary: he’s a bandaged menace,but he’s yours💞

Requested by: @ashthemadwriter

Dazai x GN!Reader [Yandere AU]

Summary: he’s got experience and patience; and he wants you

Requested by: anonymous

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kaorikarma · 1 year

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( soft)YAN!BSD MEN HEADCANNONS

How they show their love + Act in their relationship

Nikolai Gogol, Sigma, Chuuya Nakahara, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Dazai Osamu, Bram Stoker, Mushitaro, Jouno x reader

Warnings: Yandere, manipulative (fucking fedya & Kolya 💀), suggestive (chuu toy and Daz),straight up nsfw (Chuuie), PAINFUL AWKWARDNESS (bram)

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Nikolai Gogol

Nikolai... is interesting. His love isn't apparent most of the time. Just like he masks his true demeanor with humor and his eccentric attitude, he masks his love as well.

Even when you begin dating, don't expect him to open up much. Everything stays the same as when you were friends, with the exception of an occasional teasing kiss.

Emphasis on teasing. Part of Nikolai's expert plan (in his mind) is to free you from emotions too, by breaking you down. That occasional kiss is rare- withheld for only when you please him or to give you a rare spot of hope when you begin feeling hopeless about the relationship.

He does love you, but it's begrudgingly; a great source of irritation for him; after all these years of fighting against his "human nature" he is still privy to human weaknesses.

When he does genuinely express his love, it's when he's being serious with you, trusting you with the man under the mask. It may not seem like the best relationship, and certainly not love-- but if you peer between the lines.. you might set your eyes on the shadows of affections.

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Sigma

Sigma is so, so, suffocatingly cautious.

Can you blame him? Everyone either uses him or leaves him. Sigma's expression of love could be just so much deeper-- but he's learned his lesson, he's already half-broken and you're the only one gluing together the edges of deep-running cracks, but leaving the center to shatter.

When you first start dating him, he still doesn't even leave the casino. Doesn't even bother, since it would be better to stay in case something happened, after all what if the power failed, or somebody crucial called out sick, or--

You spend a lot of time breaking him from his anxious thoughts.

He eventually begins opening up to you, laughing with you, letting you listen to his opinions and thoughts with minimal cares. He loves your kisses and dreams of things with you he never once considered in his short life. And about his short life--

He still hasnt told you of his origins.. it's not that he doesn't want to, but he doesn't know how.

He worries sometimes about your relationship, which seems to be going just so well. Will you hate him? You'd leave him, surely!

Worry is the center focus of Sigma's love, and his life in general. Don't expect him to ever stop worrying about one thing or another, from a date night to marriage, his sense of anxiety seems engraved in his bones.

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Chuuya Nakahara

Chuuya's love is so aggressive, in more ways than one.

Chuuya's loss of everyone he loved makes him utterly convinced he's going to lose you. You matter more than anything to him, and it is that loyalty that strains your relationship; particularly, your disdain for his membership of the mafia. He struggles with himself, day and night, not being able to choose between you and the mafia. It's like asking him to choose between his family and his lover.

The fights aren't enough to deter you from pestering him about it anyway; he doesn't let you see how badly the topic upsets him. Mentally, he's begging you to drop it. There's always a little bit of tension. Chuuya's short fuse coupled with the (albeit small) problems you have, makes an sometimes explosive bond between the two of you.

Try as he might, he just can't excuse some of the stupid things you do when he's not constantly watching your every move like a toddler. Maybe none of the mistakes you make are big, but Chuuya is annoyed by every little thing, so there's no such thing as a "small" problem.

When the goings' good, however, it's good. Chuuya spoils you with lots of affections, drowning you in his deep - sometimes frankly obsessive- love. Chuuya will come home with flowers, and gifts or whatever details you had that needed tying up if you haven't gotten to them yet. His heart is so big and open when it comes to you, he can't even really hide it. He just loves you so, so much.

(NSFW) Chuuya's sweet, happy love, however, has to be balanced out by the roughness he displays in bed. If you aren't interested in sex for a long time or for whatever personal reason, you might as well call it quits. Chuuya's sex drive is insanely high, and he's absolutely, torturously, wild in bed. He needs you; sex goes beyond simple want for him.

All in all, Chuuya's expression of love runs as deep as his loyalty, so you'd better not betray it.

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Fyodor Dostoevsky

Fyodor is a very manipulative man, and even more so a lover.

If you have something he wants, he bleeds you dry of it- and that could be love or information. It's all the same protocol. Deceive and achieve.

Fyodor's "love" consists of the sweetest phrases and whispers of passion at the beginning, and eventually you find yourself at his beck and call, more of a slave than a lover, a partner, what you long to be with him.

He teases you, brings you to the edge of how much he 'hates' you, and then pulls back the reigns, showering you with love and apologies and the promise of change. Fyodor's real love is rough and cold. You're in a better situation with the fake affections than the real ones.

Give yourself to him. All of you. Let him love you.

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Dazai Osamu

Dazai is all smiles, jokes, passion and cruelty.

It doesn't seem like it, but under the surface Dazai's demeanor is cold, calculating, and cruel. Frightening to you, in a relationship, even though he never physically harms you. But the threats... are enough to keep you in check. Luckily, most of the time Dazai keeps up that happy facade, even with you.

Your relationship becomes strained when he lets that facade down too much, but the truth is so well-hidden most of the time that for the most part you consider your relationship happy and fruitful.

Dazai's affection is plentiful, with many gentle kisses and passionate nights . You often have open conversations, attempting to decode and outwit his high intelligence, which, for the most part, was to no avail. He was just too smart, and always on top of you, more quick witted than you ever could be. He would deflect your more probing questions and problems with a joke, and turn the situation back on you.

Dazai, on the whole would be a great lover, but an even greater enemy.

Should I make a Dark Yandere Headcacnnon post for Daz? Because I feel like this man would hold his own suicide over your head right off the bat, so you would never know he was suicidal to begin with. He gets a 10/10 in the manipulation catagory.

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Bram Stoker

Bram's affection is apathetic.

It isn't his fault, really. It's hard to love on someone when you're only a head and shoulders mounted on a sharp blade, but even when he has an opportunity, Bram feels more jaded about love and getting close to someone than anyone else, and it's hard to get him to open up.

Given your relationship is really just watching movies and talking, you don't get to be as close to Bram as you would like either, but in rare moments he will allow you to carry him, not like fukuchi, but resting his head in the crook of your neck like a hug. He won't admit it, but he adores being held like this. If he had arms, he'd hold you crushingly tight.

Many conversations with Bram are awkward, both because of his conflicted emotions and his lack of modern knowledge. Prepare for some downright painful misunderstandings and embarrassing explanations.

Bram doesn't know how to express his deep love for you, especially in a modern world he has trouble adapting to. He thinks, if he had a body, he would have already taken the opportunity to take you far away from everyone, from evil people he knows more about than you. Lying beneath his polite disdain for many things, he's worried-- fearful of what will be done to you to manipulate him, and he won't be able to protect you.

Bram knows he can't protect you, but he'll be damned if he doesn't try.

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Mushitaro Oguri

Mushitaro's affections are meticulous, almost as meticulous a him. He wants your kisses and affections, don't get me wrong; but not in public, limited in private, and only in certain places, like the couch or the bedroom. He even goes as far as to request that you not kiss or touch him in certain areas, for no other reason than him finding it improper (although you really think he's just being bashful).

His personality, as a whole, makes him very hard to be in any sort of partnership with. He's picky about everything, from the food you make him to the things even you wear.

In a relationship, he's loving, stipulations aside. His love is more protective than you think is normal, at first, but you quickly sink into your normal routine of going everywhere with Mushitaro and only Mushitaro. He doesn't care for your friends but lets you hang out with them on occasion, a long as you are with him and he finds them decent company. After all, your image reflects his as well. You wouldn't want to ruin his image, now would you?

Mushi isn't a hardcore yandere, much to your luck. Eventually, there comes a time where his nature is finally apparent to you, but there's not much you can do about it and not much you would do anyways. You already know, it's simply not a concern that he may go too far; the strength to truly harm you isn't within his reach.

The best thing you can do in a relationship with Mushitaro is to please him as best as possible, love him with all your heart, and settle into your strictly-regulated relationship.

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Jouno Saigiku

Jouno's relationship with you is forceful. He tries to make it feel natural, with fake affections and gifts, but doesn't know how to properly conduct a meaningful relationship; after all, your first "date" was when he showed up to a Café you regularly frequented after you had previously turned him down numerous times, infinitely agitating him.

He often spoke of his association with the hunting dogs, hoping to impress you, although you'd never been overly interested in his stories. It wasn't that you didn't love him at all; you wouldn't have agreed (after much pressure) to live with him if you didn't, but his expression of love feels strained and you pick up on it.

With the lack of affections, you can sometimes become upset, and moreover unbalanced by the rejection of your outright asks for his affection. However, if Jouno senses that he's really, legitimately fucked up, he will probably give you a nice cuddle, and perhaps, if you voice that it's an issue that plagues you, he will kiss you on the cheek on the way out the door each day.

The issue at hand is that Jouno does really love you, but he doesn't know how to balance love, work, and his own sadistic nature. He does care for you a lot, and will show it, but it may be in manipulative ways, sometimes with poorly disguised threats or pressure. It's not that he can't be more kind and caring with you, but part of him won't allow it, so he follows his own warped personality.

Loving Jouno isn't easy, but the sweet moments have unimaginable value, and Jouno will always care for and protect you, in his own cute little ways. Love him, or face the consequences.

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Wow! Hi, thanks for making it to the end. This is the first time I've written in what feels like forever due to health issues but I am so glad to be back and feeding the fires of fandoms again. Requests are open! Love yall!!

-April 11th-14th, 2023-

-Kaori-

#sigma x reader #nikolai x reader #chuuya x reader #bsd s4 #jouno x reader #dazai x reader #bsd nikolai gogol #mushitaro x reader #bsd sigma #fyodor x reader #bsd #bungou stray dogs #fanfiction #bramxreader #sigma bsd #fanfic #yandere #yandere chuuya #yandere x darling

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invidiia · 11 months

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oh my god the yan!dazai x willing reader fic😭 i love reading this type of content (its a trauma response but the idea of someone obsessing over me brings me comfort </3)

Can you write something more for yan!dazai and reader? Like dazai somehow forgets his keys at home giving reader full access to run away/call for help, but when he comes back running to his apartment worried he sees them cooking something for him and what surprises him the most is the fact that he didn’t have most of the ingredients which means that they went outside to buy them and actually came back <3

❐ - yandere osamu dazai (bsd) with a reader who to left the house to make dinner.

note ; HII thank you for requesting!! and the beginning of the request really made me think, and i realized you were completely right and i relate deeply !! on another topic besides the request, i feel bad about writing ever since character ai came about, because what's the point of writing fics and hcs for people who can just make everything they want happen with ai?! but i'll continue, of course!! alsoo ada dazai

prompt ; dazai's beloved cooks for him after he left for the store.

warning ; kidnapping, possibly soft!yandere dazai AT FIRST, mentioned suicide (it's dazai)

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when dazai finally trusts you enough to be by yourself while he went out to run errands, it was like you felt relief for the first time in years. maybe it was.

he didn't specify what he was doing, but he did seem like he would be out for a long time. but for whatever reason in the world, you didn't exactly plan to fully escape from him. maybe you were on something, because anybody else would have went as far as they could.

dazai kissed the top of your top of your head affectionately. "my dear," he addressed to you, his voice sweet, just like every other time he spoke. "i have to run errands, okay? can you promise me that you'll be good while i'm gone?" dazai rested his head on top of yours, holding you closely to his chest in a tight hug. you nodded your head against him, and he smiled. "i'll be off now, my love." and with that, dazai walked out the door, completely forgetting his keys on the table.

maybe you were drugged, high or some kind of intoxicated, because anyone would be overjoyed to see that their kidnapper left their keys with them, and they'd try to leave! i mean, dazai was normally cautious - how stupid of him this evening.

but for just some reason, any reason in the world, you didn't leave the house for freedom. instead it was for.. groceries? dazai did feed you often, but it was usually food from a local place that he liked a lot more than cooking, hence the reason there were barely any ingredients to make dinner with.

maybe you were doing this to gain trust and then turn your back on him later? well, it was too late, dazai left the keys here, and you were free to escape. so the first place you decided to go? the grocery store.

walking through the produce isle, you turned your head anxiously, looking behind your back to see if dazai found out you left and followed you. but no one was there, not at all. you were safe.

you gathered up money from inside your pockets when the man first took you - enough to buy a couple vegetables, a bag of rice, and a bit of chicken. that was enough for tonight!

upon your return to the apartment, nobody was there, so you got to work, having not been caught by dazai on your little outing to the store.

it was pretty easy to make fried rice. you found yourself in the kitchen chopping vegetables to put into the frying pan while you seasoned the chicken. dazai didn't have a ton of seasoning in his cabinets.. guess this guy liked his stuff plain? but you worked with what you had, and you were able to make a pretty damn good plate of chicken fried rice. the meal was perfect, and you had just finished when the door opened up. it was dazai. the brunette man opened up the door rather quickly, slipping inside the apartment. "belladonna.. this smells amazing!"

dazai was quick to praise your cooking, even telling you that he didn't want to eat your masterpiece in hopes of ruining it, but you told him to sit down and just eat it.

and that he did, and he loved it! he didn't act like anything was wrong, it went perfect! he praised your cooking skills the entire time while he ate.

even you forgot that you snuck out to retrieve your ingredients!

"belladonna," dazai spoke, sweetly. you were both nearing the end of the meal, with just two bites of the food left on the plate. "your cooking is absolutely perfect, you know that? i almost forgot that we didn't have any vegetables in the house." you tensed up. this was such a stupid idea, sneaking out to get ingredients for your meal. "i found those in the cabinet, you brought them home one night. don't you remember?" you lied nervously, biting up the inside of your mouth while you just silently begged he would believe you. "i would never think about willingly buying bell peppers unless i planned to cook such a meal. why would you leave the apartment, dear?" dazai slid his chair back, stepping towards you with his hands in his pockets. this was stupid, a stupid mistake that you can't undo. "no matter.. you didn't run away.. so what am i to do with you?" he grabbed a lock of your hair, pulling it upwards so you could face him. you cried out, whimpering in pain - but he paid no attention to it, looking you in the eye. "let's see."

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fyodorscockslut · 5 months

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You should write a Yandere Chuuya x reader fanfiction! Dark fluff preferably, but idc. You like my writing so I thought I'd request something of you :)

Pairing: Yandere chuuya X Gn reader

Warnings: daggers and stuff about getting forced to eat 🔥

“Are you awake? Oh- you are, well..” Chuuya pulls your blanket off of you and holds a tray of breakfast, he gives it to you and turns away. “You haven’t been eating as much, so I expect you to eat this entirely.” He murmurs.

“I’m not hungry in the morning” you say trying to pull the blanket back on yourself “I don’t care, you need to eat.” He speaks sternly. “You haven’t finished a meal properly in forever. I have to make sure you’re healthy and you’ve obviously not been taking care of yourself, darling. Now, eat the food I’ve given you.” “I don’t want to” you say trying to retaliate back “No??” He raises an eyebrow in confusion.

“I’ve prepared the breakfast myself, I even got your favourite food for me to spoil you. You always like the sweet things.” “I. Don’t. Want. It” you say sternly trying to make him go away “You must be starving though.” His tone remains the same, he puts the tray on your lap.

“If you don’t eat it, I’ll force you to.” “Then force me!” you say annoyed and trying to pull back the blanket covers “You’re a stubborn one.” He frowns. “Alright. Open your mouth, darling.” he said holding a dagger to your neck “now will you eat?” he says threateningly as you start to open your mouth and start chewing your breakfast and swallow

As soon as you swallow, he pulls away. “Good girl.” he chuckles and takes away the plate before wiping the corner of your lips. He takes your hand and pulls you against him, you look up at him, he smiles at you. He strokes your cheek and smiles. “There’s my good, obedient girl.. I’m proud of you.”

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lyome · 1 year

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Uhuhu I love the way you write <33 Since if i understood correctly request are open, can I request yandere Nikolai (bsd) punishing f!reader who tried to escape ^^!

note: okayy i might've written this a bit too horror-like. i hope you like it though! it was sm fun to write nikolai tho hehe pairing: yan!nikolai x f!reader tags/warnings: abuse!! yandere themes, blood, corpses, murder, captivity, manipulation, guilt tripping, very horror like(??) please read with caution

Nikolai loved you. But his love wasn’t the typical kind. Nothing about him was typical. He’d smile and say the most wretched things. He’d hold you and his nails would dig far too deep in your skin. At first you were just trying to be nice to this strange man. You had no idea how starved he was for kindness, or how far he’d go to keep it.

It took you months to push through the bathroom window. It was small and greasy and too tall for you. Nikolai must’ve known that, having deemed the very idea of pressing yourself through it impossible. But here you were, falling face first on the icy cold ground in the middle of the night. Dirty from the grease and bruised from Nikolai’s last tantrum.

From there it was a matter of luck. You didn’t know this place, and you quickly realised you didn’t know the country either. He kept you somewhere completely foreign, where people hardly even spoke English. All they saw in you was a frantic, insane foreigner covered in filth. No one thought to help you nor call the police. They assumed you were just one of the homeless beggars struggling for change.

As you stumbled about for days, you did manage to speak to a few people. Directions to the police, some small amounts of money, an old lady even gave you a small loaf of bread. She didn’t understand you, nor you her, but you were unimaginably grateful.

You took to hiding that night after you deemed the police unapproachable. Nikolai was a frantic idiot who openly told you about what he did, for who, and why. You’ve spent months trapped in a small room and bathroom with no one but him. And he loved to talk.

It was all pitter, patter and quiz after quiz. He drove you insane.

Curled up in the bushes of a park, you couldn’t sleep. You were cold, hungry, and utterly mortified.

Nikolai did talk far too much, but he had his secrets. You were just a barista that he frequently saw whilst out and about with Fyodor. An innocent bystander who caught the jester’s eye. One thing led to another, until eventually you found his secret. His obsession.

Printed polaroid photos of you, your friends, family and loved ones spilled from his pale white cloak. And he showed it all with a smile. Laughing at your terror, threatening all you hold dear. And then you were gone.

It’s insane to you to remember you used to have a life. You had a job and friends and your world was more than the bright wallpaper that forced you to vomit. There was more to your life than Nikolai’s ugly laughter and threats.

You managed to fall asleep after crying your eyes out. It was too much. But when the morning came your blood chilled.

The sun was bright and birds sang a tune you’ve long forgotten. And at your feet was a note. An ugly one, for it was Nikolai’s handwriting scribbled harshly on the stained page. It said:

To my dearest dove,

You’ve outdone yourself. Say, beautiful, have you been hiding how cruel you really are? Why, all this time I thought you loved me! This really hurts, y’know. My heart is bleeding because of you. I might as well put a bullet through it. Is that what you want? You want someone to die for you?

If you wanted blood on your hands so badly you should’ve asked! I’ve prepared you a gift, in fact. You’ve been bad. Very bad. But I’m in a forgiving mood! Just come, find me here. I promise you’ll love my gift.

Oh and, if you don’t show up, things will get bad. For both of us.

Forever yours, Nikolai

Directions were on the other side. It was a block away, and his tone was all too familiar. You could practically hear him speak. One moment his voice would get low and husky and you’d nearly forget what a monster he is. And in the next he’d sing and chime in that insane way he always did.

Nikolai was a cruel man. So you obeyed. He had already found you, there was no point in trying. You found the building with ease. An ugly abandoned little thing. It reeked of something metallic.

By the time you identified the smell as blood, it was too late. The very first room you entered showed you exactly what Nikolai meant by surprise.

In front of you was a mutilated corpse of a man who gave you enough money to get yourself water. He had been stabbed repeatedly all across his body. You could see Nikolai doing it. Frantic and laughing as the helpless man begged for it to end. Helpless against the ability user.

You wanted to scream. The old you would’ve been shocked. But by now Nikolai taught you to accept this. And at the sight of your frozen face, Nikolai decided to appear. His face popped out of the space-wrap created by his cloak, standing upside down. Now you yelped, inhaled and exhaled in quick repetition, terrified by his head alone. You were like a bunny in front of a fox.

“Darling!” He exclaimed, smiling so innocently in spite of the corpse behind him, “I’ve missed you!”

“Nikolai, please. Let me go.”

“Let you go? But where would you go?”

Bright, yellow light illuminated the room. He was holding you now, fully present within the room. Gloved hands warm as they cupped your face, his palms on your cheeks. You were too scared to move. Eyes watery with tears you desperately tried to keep.

He said your name, mumbled it like a secret. A confession only him and you could hear. “(y/n), where would you go? Don’t you know you only have me?”

Why did he have to look so sad when he hurt you? At the start that was what broke you first. The guilt and sorrow in his eyes as he simply kept going. There was no end to it. Nikolai didn’t know when to stop.

“Please,” you mouthed.

“Oh, stop that.” He was cold now. Just like that, in an instant, his mood turned sour. Face stoic and empty. “This is your fault, isn’t it? Don’t beg me now. It makes you look pathetic.”

His starry eye glinted in the dim light of the building. Deep and endless, beautiful. He was beautiful.

“There’s more to see, ptichka.”

Nikolai had moved out of the way, pulling his cloak to the side as you noticed the staircase leading up. Somehow you already knew what you’d see. There was a corpse right next you here, of course there would be more. Nikolai never bothered with mercy or reason. What’s a few more lives that he can throw on your coincense?

You were frozen in terror, reluctant to move. But then Nikolai leaned in, whispering to you; “They were so nice, weren’t they?.” He laughed, “There’s more upstairs.”

“What do you- What do you mean?”

Darkness and light and then he’s gone. His demonic cackle echoing.

You knew better than to trust him. You paid for trusting him by giving away your life. Captured by a psychopath who cared for nothing but desperation in your eyes. But all his wretched acts had yet to strip you of your humanity. You thought of that woman’s old wrinkled face, her warm smile and the way her skin was littered with moles and deep blue veins. She saw you, a dirty and lost thing, and she helped you.

And Nikolai killed her. Hung her up by a rope and ended her misery.

“Isn’t that ugly? Yuck! I hate old people.”

Your voice was weak, “How could you?”

He sat atop a pile of crates and boxes, illuminated by a green light bulb. White cloak and suit dirtied by blood and mud. You could see hand prints on his cloak, palms soaked in blood as they clung to him. No doubt begging to stay alive.

“Y’know when I heard she gave you bread I was sure it’d be deadly or something! I mean, don’t old things attract old things? Yuck, just imagine it. The old hag might’ve given my little sparrow stale bread! I simply had to punish her for that possibility alone. You understand, don’t you?”

You were still staring at her. She must’ve had grandchildren, a daughter or son, maybe there was someone taking care of her. And now she’s gone. Because she was kind to you.

Nikolai was displeased by your lack of reaction. He sighed dramatically, chin resting in his palm as he simply observed you. “Hmm, I suppose it takes a grand trick to make you smile.”

“I’ll go back with you. Please, no more tricks.”

“Oh, my darling, it’s too late for that. Why would I trust a fucking idiot who can’t even see how good she has it with me?”

And then he took your hand in his, ability melting into your flesh as you watched your entire limb disappear. Sometimes you swear Nikolai laughed on beat with circus music.

“Such a cute face. I forget how pretty you can get,” his hand intertwined with yours, fingers meeting and tangling, “when you’re utterly terrified.”

A bone snapped. You screamed, fell to the ground, tried to pull your hand away despite knowing it’s worthless. Nikolai had snapped one of your fingers. You heard the bone.

What a chilling scene this was. Nikolai the jester, you his assistant, and the hanging woman between you was the audience.

There were tears on your face, the pain being too much. Nikolai’s ability terrified you. He could be standing there, harmless. And then his cloak covered his face and you felt his tongue on your skin. Lips meeting yours once he had tasted your tears. He bit you hard, and then he was gone. Leaving nothing but the taste of blood on your tongue.

“You know, I was really, really, really, hurt when I saw you were gone. Don’t you know you can’t fly, silly? I took your wings, remember? I took everything from you. Don’t you just absolutely hate that? Oh, do you hate me too then? I’d hate it if you hated me! But you don't, right? Or maybe you escaped because you do. But that’d make me sad. Ahh, just thinking about why you’d do this makes me confused! C’mon birde, say it isn’t so. You don’t hate me right?”

He was a lunatic. His words were insane. But your hand was back and your arm still stung and your lip throbbed in sharp pain and the woman’s body circled about until her ugly dead eyes found yours and vomit fought to bubble out of your throat.

“I hate you,” you cried out silently. You were sick of it. You wanted to die. “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you,” You chanted. With every chant you broke his heart, hoping he’d use the shattered pieces on your throat, arms, and legs. Cut you up and destroy you. Give you some sort of release, an end to the misery.

“You’re boring.”

His face was cold as he approached you. No smile nor taunt to be offered. And then his fist met yours, body seated atop your abdomen as he kept punching and punching. Your nose cracked, your jaw, your tongue. It all bled and stung and you swore you could see stars. The floor was coated in your blood.“You hate me, do you? You hate this, right? Because that’s what I do right? I hurt you and I’m horrible, right?” He spat at you. Saliva mixing with tears and blood, falling down your swollen face. You couldn’t speak. “I would’ve let you off this once. Maybe you’re just stupid, I’m fine with that. I like you stupid. Ah, but now I have to be mean.”

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kissesforsatoru · 2 years

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hello! although i don’t read bsd, i found the dazai’s reaction to a suicide attempt a really interesting concept. could i request yan gojo, getou, and nanami’s (separate) reactions to the same scenario? i hope you’re having a good one!! (also: i read through your rules and it didn’t specify how many characters at a time i can request- so if you only take one at a time, please don’t worry and just write for whichever you prefer.)

𓏲 ˖. pairings. . . gojo x reader

𓏲 ˖. summary. . . gojo's reaction to darlings suicide attempt

𓏲 ˖. warnings. . . general yandere themes, suicide, death, drowning

𓏲 ˖. notes. . . i don't really like nanami and i don't know getou's character well enough to write for him yet, i'm sorry!! (reference to this post.)

at first he's mad because how fucking dare you. you can't just leave him, especially not in such an insulting way — because of course gojo would find escape by suicide insulting. but, it quickly sets in that you're dying and he becomes terrified.

it sounds like a joke for someone like gojo to be scared, but there he is, on the verge of tears because he might lose you. he leaned over the bathtub, desperately and frantically pulling your limp body out of the water and into his arms to check for a pulse — it was very faintly there. gojo's body shook as he performed cpr on you.

you coughed out water when you woke up, your body instantly flinging itself into a position where you could breathe better. but you were weak and barely able to hold yourself up at all, so you quickly fell back down into the floor. you looked around the room, struggling to keep your eyes open, and when you saw gojo with a worried expression on his face, you smiled ever so slightly at him.

"if i die, i'll be happy knowing that i don't have to suffer being with you anymore." you whispered to him just before you lost consciousness.

gojo sat on the ground next to you shocked that you really hated him that much. in that moment he felt so incredibly weak, and he hated it more than anything because it was foreign. but he wasn't going to just let you die, especially like this, so he hired the best doctors to care for you during your recovery.

the entire time you were unconscious, gojo struggled a lot. he was scared and worried beyond belief, but he also didn't really know how to process what had happened. but as gojo is, he would never outwardly admit something like that.

i think that things would get a lot worse for you. he'll get more possessive and clingy, his presence will be so suffocating that you won't even get the chance to think about suicide or escape ever again. and he'll always remind you of it too, telling you that you're his no matter what you do. but there's always a glint in gojo's eyes that tells you he's not as confident anymore.

if you do die, even in the hands of doctors who provide you with the utmost care, you'd draw the opposite reaction out of gojo. something like his darling dying would affect him so much that he'd lose all of his personality and will to be anything but an empty shell of a person. he'd hate himself and what he did to you.

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