#yandere osamu dazai

[invidiia]

Hello! 🙃 Do you mind if I request a platonic yandere Dazai with a reader who used to be his subordinate in the port mafia but then they cross paths on a mission?

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ "i watch the rising sun!" 𖤐 p!yandere dazai // reader.

platonic yandere dazai meets his old subordinate.

m.list // now playing..

[ a/n ; THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING!! if something doesn't make sense, please god just ignore it because it's 2am, i'm dehydrated, half asleep, and i really need to continue writing on this blog. ]

[ warning ; platonic yandere, dazai himself needs a warning, mentions of abuse (not towards reader), mentions of the abuse cycle, user is about 18, mori is present, there's literally more backstory/explanation to this than the actual point, im sobbin ]

It was years since Dazai left the Port Mafia.

You were his other subordinate, besides Akutagawa. The ways he treated you both were entirely different - it usually ended in you being forced to watch Dazai 'train' Akutagawa, while he later patted your head, praising you for being good, which was standing by his side and watching as he mistreated others. Of course, after that, you would treat any of Akutagawa's wounds. Dazai treated you so well because you were like him, but why didn't he treat Akutagawa the same? You never understood.

Dazai spoke to you once before leaving - ordering you to stay put. He even injured you, breaking a few of your fingers and telling you to say you had gotten into a fight before he left, so you wouldn't be suspected in aiding his treason.

While you were glad that Akutagawa would no longer have to suffer by his hands - you were somewhat upset by him leaving. While some of the others were fine with comforting you, it wasn't the same as when Dazai did it. You couldn't help but miss the times he would praise you and pat your head for doing well.

But over time, you changed. You'd learned how to cope a much better way, and instead of wanting his praise and affection, you grew colder to anyone who tried showing you any kind of love. When others in the mafia tried to comfort you over him leaving, they'd watch as you became cold to them, not letting yourself be vulnerable to anybody anymore. Akutagawa had also changed - however, he was.. worse. The abuse cycle that had started from Mori had yet to break.

It was about a month after Kyouka had been taken in by the Armed Detective Agency. Mori never told you much about the agency, nothing about who was in it aside from Fukuzawa, Yosano, Atsushi, and Kyouka, and that they were different in many obvious ways, but had a form of alliance to defeat the Guild, none of which you'd been involved in. Everyone else was a mystery to you, since you were never given jobs involved with the agency anyway.

It came to your surprise when Mori presented you with a brand new mission of sort, to go with him while meeting with the leader of the Agency. That was unusual - usually Chuuya or Akutagawa did jobs like this, or when you were given one, they took it anyway, just to 'be nice to you'.

But Mori insisted you go, even though he gave you a choice to give it to Chuuya, Akutagawa, or anyone else. Even Chuuya suggested he take the job, not explaining himself, just insisting you let him take it. But this time was different - you were offered this, given an actual chance to be involved with the agency's dealings with the Port Mafia, something you were never given.

Of course you took the job.

You trailed closely behind Mori, following him loyally as you two had walked to the meeting place. If it was held in secret, then why the hell was it outside, anyway?

"[Name]," Mori called to you, turning to meet your eyes. He continued speaking after he knew you were listening. "Fukuzawa-san brought another of his own for the same reason I am bringing you. Just a heads up," Mori cheerfully spoke. Why didn't he tell you beforehand? It didn't matter now, though.

Both you and Mori approached the place to meet with the leader. You could see there was another person with Fukuzawa, but you stood behind Mori, and their upper half had been blocked out. No big deal.

You stepped out from behind your boss, arms crossed above your chest as you eyed the leader of the agency. He looked so kind, a part of you wondered what it'd be like if you were with the agency instead.

But Fukuzawa wasn't the only person you saw.

Standing close behind him was a tall man with dark, wavy chestnut hair, in a long, tan trench coat. He wasn't just any man. That was the familiar face of Osamu Dazai. The youngest executive in the history of the Port Mafia.

And you were his ex-subordinate, right there in front of both. Both of your eyes widened, but you were much more surprised to see Dazai than he was to see you, Like he expected this.

You barely listened to the conversation between Fukuzawa and Mori, only making out a few words - 'Guild', Defeat', 'Fitzgerald', 'Agency', and 'Mafia'. None of them mattered to you as much as they should have. Your eyes flickered between the pavement and Dazai, who stared at you intently, not bothering to hide it. He had an expression that you just couldn't read precisely - it was impossible to tell what he was thinking in the moment. You on the other hand? Your thoughts were clear, a beyond frustrated glare was evident on your face.

It felt like an hour standing there, listening to Mori and Fukuzawa talk, if you could even say you were listening. But it was over only twenty minutes later.

Mori smiled at Fukuzawa, while the other just nodded calmly. Your boss began to walk forward, looking at you to signal you were to walk with him. Fukuzawa and Dazai did the same.

However, when you and Dazai were next to each other, he stopped, turning to look at you. Out of curiosity, you sighed and looked up at him. His eyes were not kind, but a slight smile was etched onto his face. A bandaged hand took your shoulder, and Dazai spoke to you for the first time in years.

"My, how you've grown." Verbal surprise was clear in his voice. Dazai was about to speak again, but you cut him off before he could get a word out. "Don't fucking touch me." The taller brunette sighed, turning his full body towards you this time, not just his head.

He smiled at you, closing his eyes. "You've changed so much. We'll meet again, I'll make sure of it." After finishing his sentence, he began to catch up with Fukuzawa. You stood there, looking at Dazai as he walked off calmly.

While you were upset about how he left you, it wasn't your main concern. Was he not sorry about the way he treated Akutagawa, making you watch as he made him suffer for so long?

Part of you wanted to run after him and punch him, but it wasn't worth it, not now. Even so, the thought seeing him was upsetting, and meeting him again wasn't in your best interest.

[ extra // i'll do a part two sometime later.. it's 3:51am rn lmao km sobingmgkgkgm ]

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[theanimeoftheblackbunnymask]

Heyy! I hope you’re having a lovely day/night! I would like to request a yandere ADA dazai alphabet please. Thank you :)

Yandere Armed Detective Agency Osamu Dazai Alphabet

Author's Note: No problem! After this alphabet is done, I think I'm gonna write Chuuya's next.

Warnings: Mental Abuse, Murder Mentioned, Death Mentioned, Suicide Mentioned, Possessive Behavior, Clinginess, Masochism, Sadism, Self Hatred (Dazai), Manipulation, Minor Gaslighting, Physical Assault, Implied Torture, Torture Mentioned, Sexual Abuse Mentioned and Somewhat Implied, Possible Anime Spoilers If You're Not On Season 4, and Trauma.

Links: {Masterlist} {Alphabet Used}

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Just like in the Port Mafia Alphabet, Dazai is extremely affectionate and he's probably even more affectionate now.

He loves sitting in your lap, kissing you, buying you gifts and flowers, and he loves having all your attention.

There is some evidence in the manga that kinda implies he's a yandere in canon sooo.

He's kinda like a cat, if he wants your attention he'll get it.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

ADA Dazai is less likely to kill people now after Oda's death and the promise he made to him. Plus, he can get rid of his competition in ways that don't make him have to kill.

He can literally cut them out of the picture and they'd still be alive.

If he were to kill though, fragments of his former/true self will surface. It'll be scary.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Firstly, you and Dazai would officially be dating once his yandere tendencies sink in, and he wouldn't kidnap you. He'll slowly become more an more possessive and toxic, and that's when you realize what you got yourself into.

Dazai let's you go out on your own, but that's because he makes sure you're painfully aware that anything you do, he'll know or find out about. Dazai is way too smart to hide things from him for long periods of time.

And you're no secret to anyone. Everyone, even his enemies, know about you. So he is a little worried that Fyodor might do something to you when he isn't there.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Ehhh, depends.

Dazai is, how can I say this, extremely pushy and persistent. He's a womanizer, and the way he is with the woman he ask to do a double suicide with, he'll do the shit to you but worse.

Like, for example, if he wants a hug and you say no, he'll cling to you and whine and whine and whine, like what he does to Kunikida, and you'll eventually give in to him just to shut him up.

Due to his lazy and childish nature, it's easy to forget how dangerous Dazai is and can be. This nature of his makes it so easy to ignore his possessive behavior.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Dazai rarely lets you see how bad he's really doing. He can be crying in the living room at the thought of him losing you, remembering Oda's death, and just his own self hatred, but the moment you come down stairs he's wiping his tears and puts on his flirtatious, childish, lazy and teasing act back on.

It's hard to read Dazai because you never know what he's thinking. It's hard to know how much he's really hurting inside.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Amused. I see Dazai as a masochist with some sadistic tendencies. He'd beg you to hit him more, hit him harder. He'll pin you down to the table and beg you to hit him, to fight back, be his cute little feisty girl/boy.

You'll eventually start crying and he'll feel bad, but only a little bit. Don't forget, the worst part about Dazai is his torture methods, if you go to far you'll see why Dazai was so dangerous in the PM.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

If you were to actually escape, Dazai would've known about your plan way before you actually did it.

The thing is, Dazai as a yandere feels more like a toxic boyfriend than a capture. So I wouldn't call it escaping, I'd call it breaking up with him.

Dazai would let happened, but don't think you're free to go. I'd say the perfect time to escape is right before Dazai gets arrested by Jouno. Because 1, he won't be able to find you directly, and 2, it can buy you some time.

Dazai would've known, he'd see it coming, he just has to wait for this entire thing to get over with. Once the whole prison thing is over, you'll find him lying down on your couch, saying that he was sorry.

Dazai is so pushy and persistent that you'll eventually get back with him, but this time, it's just a little bit worse.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

If you ever push him too much to talk about his life in the PM, or more specifically Oda. It would cause him to snap.

Now Dazai in ADA wouldn't want to hurt you physically, but he never said he wouldn't.

The more the persist with him about it the more hostile he becomes. He'll eventually pin you to the ground with a gun to you head, asking you if you wanted to die. His eyes would be empty like they were in the PM, his old habits are slipping through again.

You'll scream and cry, begging him to not kill you. He wasn't even going to, he didn't take the safety off. He'd lick and kiss your tears before picking you up and dragging you to your room. The next day you'd wake up with your arms and legs covered in bandages, dried tears sticking to your face, and Dazai sitting next to you with an empty smile on his face, but you can see the cried tears on his face. Whatever he did, you don't want to know, and it's obvious he regrets it.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Dazai doesn't really see a future for himself. He wants to end his life in a double suicide with you, that's all he wants.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Dazai doesn't get jealous easily, but when he does it's hard to tell.

There's two kinds of jealously with Dazai, fake jealousy and serious jealousy.

Fake jealousy is when it's extremely obvious. Dazai is whining, clinging to you, begging for kisses and attention, this is mostly common when the two of you are with Chuuya, or anyone Dazai likes/works with. Dazai isn't actually jealous, he's just being annoying.

Now serious jealousy is extremely rare. When he's jealous he's quiet, and he has his arm around your waist or shoulders. He could feel his eyes twitch.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Annoying. He's like a really clingy boyfriend. He's cuddling with you, and if you work at the ADA, he'd beg you to do his paperwork if Kunikida said no and if you say no too he'll whine and whine.

Dazai likes to tease you and whisper the most sexual or teasing things your ear until you walk off, them he'd start laughing and beg you to come back to him. Like I said, it's easy to ignore his red flags.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Like all the other woman he asked to do a double suicide with. But then the longer he spent time with you, the harder in love and obsession he had for you fell. He'd officially ask you out in a beautiful park, it'd be so peaceful.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Dazai's true colors are both dangerous and tragic. Dazai is tragic character, no doubt about it. Rarely anyone has seen them, including you.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Dazai doesn't really sexually punish you as often or really in general until his PM counter part. The reason why, eh, it just happened.

Dazai punishes you mentally, physically is rare, mental though is consistent. It breaks you.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

You surprisingly have a lot of freedom. The right he takes away though is the fact that he'll never let you break up with him or leave him long term.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Dazai is a pretty paitient person.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

If you die, he'd break down. Everything he loved and cared about either left him or died, that's why he was so scared to get attached to anyone. He shouldn't have let himself get attached to you. He'd be pretty empty, he'd try to keep up his facade, but when alone he's crying and just wanting to end his suffering.

Leaving and or breaking up with him I already answered.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

He never abducted you in the first place.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

I'd say it gotta do with his past. I don't see him ever getting any love and care for the majority of his life. Chuuya pretty much being his first friend, or at least the first friend around his age, Ango's betrayal and losing Oda who he cares a lot about. Dazai is scared of getting attached, or too attached to anyone, because he's scared that he'd lose them because that's what happened in the past.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

If you're crying because of him he'll leave you to it. If someone else made you cry he'd comfort you while your sitting in his lap, crying into his shirt while he rubs you back while saying it'll be ok.

If you isolate yourself he'll whine for you to let him in. If you continue to refuse he'll sigh and give up, he'll probably go bother Kunikida mext.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

He doesn't kidnap you, lots of freedom, feels like a normal relationship most of the time.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

Good luck finding those. I don't think anyone has out smarted him just yet, correct me if I'm wrong. But if you think you can successfully do it, you're funny.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Yes.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Dazai worships you. He'll do anything for your attention and praise.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

You got into a consenting relationship at first. I'd say a few years.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Possibly, it depends.

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[aluraveil]

yandere ex pm dazai x reader

im imagining a scenario where it turns out that pm dazai doesnt really love you and that you were just a toy for him to play around with..

you're angry and rightfully upset and you're in tears and sobbing. you thought dazai loved you and it turns out that he didnt? what a sick joke.

buuuut then dazai sort of realizes that he's alone without you. there's a sick feeling of regret crawling up his spine.

and once he starts to regret, it hits him hard. he went from not caring and then did a whole 180 and started to miss you a lot.

once hes in the phase where regret eats up at him, he's quite literally scary as fuck. all of a sudden he becomes more agitated, more selfish, and has less patience.

all of his subordinates and people working under him can tell that dazai is a time ticking bomb about to explode. when he regrets, dazai becomes more aggressive and downright scary. if his men fail a mission they are all getting severely punished. dazai just doesn't have the patience anymore.

it doesn't get any better when he becomes the port mafia's boss. if anything, he becomes even worse. if you thought mafia executive 'Demon Prodigy' dazai was scary, you haven't seen anything.

as the boss of the port mafia, dazai is naturally in charge of everything that happens as he quite literally is the highest ranking member of the mafia because he's the leader. during the time period he takes over as the boss, nobody even wants to mess with him.dazai has much more influence over everything during this time and you can bet that he has been watching over you for quite some time.

it doesn't take long for dazai to snatch you back up. he quite literally was 'suffering' and in so much 'pain' without you even when it was clearly his fault. you cant blame yourself for leaving him. who wants to be with someone who doesnt love you? nobody right?

during this time, he tries to run into you by coincidence. at this point he sometimes runs into you if you worked at a restaurant or something. he tries to play it cool but you both know what his true intentions are and it doesn't need to be said out loud.

you however, are downright terrified. this is literally the same guy who committed 625 counts of fraud. 625. not to mention he is the literal boss of the port mafia. the boss. the frickin boss.

you're scared because you dont believe he will show any mercy towards you. this is because the two of you arent 'lovers' (you don't know if the both of you ever were because dazai didnt hold any feelings for you) and he probably sees you as nothing more than a stupid idiot. this is not the same dazai you loved. this is the dazai that doesnt love you meaning that he doesnt care about you which in turn means that if something happened to you, he just straight up doesnt care.

he starts calling you 'belladonna' and 'darling' again which feels awkward and disgusting. whenever he calls you that you straight up wince and cringe and you don't even try to hide it. there's a whole wave of awkwardness that lingers in the air when you just reply back with a "..hi?.." dazai senses that the tension in the air is so thick that you could slice through it but him being him he just straight up dgaf.

you're not thrilled to see him whatsoever. when he comes here he doesn't even order any food and just tries to talk to you. he always leaves you a huge tip when he does leave though. you never take it though. you dont want his money. the next time he does come you give the money back to him and but he refuses to take it back saying "you've been working so hard belladonna, you deserve to treat yourself." again with the belladonna thing. it doesnt feel right for him to call you that at all.

dazai knows that youre refusing his advances but it doesnt stop him from trying. afterall you loved him once. thats all that matters. its only the results that matter in the end right?

right?

...

maybe.

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[baby-tini]

(18) PM!Dazai gunplay hcs

Dazai in the PM is a lot meaner and willing to play rough with you. I can't imagine him being in a serious relationship while being in the PM so you're probably just a booty call (sorry but it's true)

It most likely came into play because he was feeling a bit more... sexually adventurous that day. He has no qualms about hurting you or being rough, in fact, he gets off on it and expects you to take it.

This is my own personal opinion but I feel like Dazai has a need for control, he's never been told no and has grown men pissing themselves in his presence so I'm sure he's grown to like the power he holds over people. It's just all the much better with a gun in his hand.

He's intrigued with your wide eyes when he puts that (empty) gun to your head, the little whimper that you let out when he grins at you, the cute whine you cry-out when he clicks off the safety and especially the scream you let out when he pulls the trigger. The way your eyes are clenched tightly closed as you wait to die.. only.. to be able to open your eyes again and glare at him.

He'll take the gun and run it up your collar bone, tracing your jaw with it as he nibbles at your ear, kissing your cheek and leaning back to run the gun down to your jugular and pressing into it. The little thank you that you bless his ears with when he lightens the pressure.

He'll run the gun over your lips and make you suck on it as he watches you, that big brown eye staring at you as you deepthroat the pistol, leaving trails of saliva on the barrel and pulling it back to watch you pant for him as strings of spit break and fall down your chin.

The way his cold, dead eye watches you throw your head back and scream for it, the mocking tone he uses when he asks, you like this better than my cock? The little shake of your head you give him as you cum on his little toy and the scoff he gives when he calls you a dirty little liar.

The way he laughs when you try and push his hand away as he presses the barrel down onto your clit and asks you, do you think you can cum from just this? The little tears the roll down your cheeks as he pushes the gun inside and the hiss you give when the Dessert Eagle stretches you out. But the little good girl you hear slip from him makes it worth it...

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[elvestoneanzelote1]

A:n- you can find the story in wattpad too! Also hope you like it!

Y/n here is pronounced as he/him and its a male reader..! Though others can also read it.

Warning: 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱, 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀, Y/n is 17-18 around as Dazai is 14-15 around.

You can view it romantically or platonically..

It was overwhelming silence.

The dull exterior features.

Walking on the hallways.

Murmurs among the people.

The death of the mafia boss was overwhelming.

Some.. where confused of what to do.

The people were murmuring as the boy watch the man who killed the boss talk among the others.

They believe, his lies.

He witnessed them.

Those bloods.

But, who will belief, it either way.

And what's the point of, him telling it out.

No one, will belief him nor, he cares about it.

The darkness of endlessness void his eyes held, His hands and an eye have have a bandages, His dull lifeless brown stares mindlessly beside the raven hair male.

They come to the conclusion to choose the next boss.

It was.. none other then the man, himself that kill the previous as no one suspect maybe some.. But who are they to raise their voice to the superior, right?

The satsification.. can be seen in his eyes as the boy was quiet.

The proclamation of whatever was happening he, care less about it.

The room of emptiness as he lay on bed to let the day pass by.

The next day, was the day officially for the ravenette hair male to be the boss of Port Mafia, Ougai Mori as he sighed in satisfaction with the interior design of seats to his liking for now.

He can change it latter after some days latter.

"Can one of you go and call, L/n?" Said Mori while, taking a seat to his new seat after analysing the room. The boy stood beside him, he doesn't know.. what anguish will occur in his life nor he find the meaning by been here.

The guard nod and bow as they left.

It was silent, as the boy stare blankly at the front.

"The person, will be your new teacher to teach you some basics" said the man directing to the boy which was a lie more like teaching him deciplines while, side glance at the boy, whose eyes widen a bit yet, a blank dull expression present on his face as the older male smile in satisfactions.

It was already, two days after the incident, yesterday was a rest, today is the day he started accepting the life of killing..

There was a knock snapping the boy out of trance as the male told the person to come in.

The small boy stare at the new person on the room with, a blonde hair girl clutching on his left hand.

"Oh~ you brought her on time, I was getting worried if, she is straying for far too long, from me" said Mori smiling at the young male who looks to be around 17? Or 18? It was none other then you.

You bow a bit with your right hand on your chest as the girl came to the boy side curious of him, though she knows better to be near him.

"Greetings, Sir, is something you need to called me, out here? But it also, help me to message out my thoughts today.." You asked and mumble out the last words while, straightening your posture as a blank expression present on your expression.

"Well, y/n-kun.. I brought you a new student! And today you will start training him, so he will become my right hand man! But if you need an assistance I will gladly ask, someone" Said Mori happily or so he seems while smiling at you as your eyes catches on to the dull brown eye who, gaze away from eyes contact.

"I have no interest in keeping an student nor an assistant, Sir" you said dismissing any formed of interaction with the kid.

Mori smile widens as he slowly shook his head as Elise chuckle while, on Mori lap.

"Well, why must you know I'm the boss here"

"You must have forgotten, I plan to leave." you said simply with a bored expression as Mori smile stiffens recalling the contract as he chuckle.

"Well, I will say.." As he glance at the boy who was staring at you, "he have an interesting ability"

"And, what may that be?" you asked as Ougai tilted his head while, keeping an hand on Elise head.

"That's yours, to find out"

"..." You sighed while massaging your forehead as your eyes landed on the brown ones again.

"So? Do you consider to take him as your student now? Y/n?" Said Mori smiling as he knew he perk your interest.

"Alright" you said simply as Mori nodded making the boy confused.

"Is there a specific thing I need to keep in mind?" You asked with a neutral expression as Mori thought for a moment as Elise whispered something to him making him chuckle then stare at you.

"Just be yourself, with him however you want! As I don't care as long as he is been trained, you can hurt him, torture him, experiment him, Break him, but don't kill him off alright?" Said Mori as Elise chuckle.

You nod while glance at the boy who was now stood beside you.

"We shall be taking.. our leave" you said bowing a bit about to walk off with the small boy until.

"Ah right, Dazai.. can I have a word with you.. And Y/n-kun, can you wait for him a couple of minutes?" Mori spoke out as the boy stopped on his way as You walk out of the room awaiting them to talk it out or whatever, it seems.

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"What's your name?" You asked while, holding holding his left hand on your right hand (even I am confuse.. You got the idea right? I hope).

The boy look up as his eyes was a bit not weary but also not too comfortable.

"Osamu Dazai" (first name to last name).

"Alright, Dazai.. My name's Y/n L/n, and today on wards I'm.. Your teacher" you said with a doubt in tone as you clearly wasn't planing to have a students.

It wasn't painful how he thought it will be, tiresome it is but not painful.

Dazai was confused of the male, his teacher been calm and serious while training him.

He assume it to be harsher.. Yes it is harsh regime training as he could handle it either way but you never raise your hand nor beat him to vulnerable in mistakes.

"Take a break" Asked a voice, the boy eyes felt onto the taller male who had kept an hand on his shoulder.

His eyes stared at the e/c eyes that was warm yet, at the same time cold.

The boy hesistantly nod as he assume you to be easy for the first day.. Maybe, you will start showing your true colours after some times.

As it is port Mafia, violence is common isn't it?.

"Do you understand, Dazai?" You asked Monotonely as he blink in confusion.

"Can.. You repeat it?" He Muttered out as you nodded.

You repeat the words as you were Patience enough.

Maybe that's why.. You seem kind.. Maybe your patience was the reason of tolerating him.

He is an orphan after all, your just tolerating him.. Aren't you?

Your just tolerating him, right?.

But.. why is he believing you? Like a fairy tale book that he can be loved by someone, When Every time you said, he can talk out with you.. His feelings..

He don't need you.

He doesn't need you.

He shouldn't need you.

He should not need you.

Yet, Why does he yearn for your warmness of your hands while, patting his head as a praise or hold his hand when, he have anxiety outburst.

Why does every time.. he achieve bigger, despite the others praise he yearn for your words.. Of what you have to say?.

Is it.. because you are.. ordered by Mori?

Is it.. because you are.. forced?

Is it.. from your.. own kindness?

Or is it.. from your greed?

Is it..?

He doesn't know, why..

He doesn't know, why you take the small samples of his bloods.

He doesn't know, why you stare at him like.. He is important.

He doesn't know, why you wanted him.

He doesn't know, why you are curious of his ability..

He doesn't know, why you smile at him in fondness whenever, he crack bit of his ability.

He doesn't know.. Why..

He knew, The endless dreams of nightmares of his misfortune.

He knew, he was made for.. bloodshed.

He knew, he is just a kid.. But also a monster.

He knew, everyone feared of his overwhelming progress in ranks to become Mori, right hand man.

As the time went by, that day change his view for you.

The blood on his hands make him feel sick as the blood of the enemy was satisfying when it died slowly, he lick off the blood on his hand.

(Here the pic, sorry it didn't came out earlier)

"Dazai" a voice call out his name as he flinch, his hands no.. His entire body tremble as he slowly turn to see what he dreaded.

"Sensei.." He muttered out as he knew he did something he shouldn't have..

He murder someone without your approval.

It was.. his fault!

It was.. The person!

It was the person provoking him..

He wanted to speak up as he dropped the knife when you approached him.

As you signed the other guard (two) to leave the bloodied room.

"Sen..sei.. I.. I-" he couldn't speak his words in denial as he feel his anxiety perking up again.

It is a place of violence.. And killing but.. He did that without your words..

He disobeyed you.

He kill the person who held information.

"Why did you kill.. him?" You asked while bending on his eye level as he stare back in fear.

"I.. I didn't meant to! I-i!"

"Calm down, tell me what happen"

As he froze, at your word.. You want him to calm down? Aren't you angry at him? Aren't you going to punished him? Why.. Are you saying him to calm down..

Maybe, to know what really happens then be punished accordingly..

"He.. Started to..provoking.. And.."

A finger of yours on his lips shushed him as he doesn't know why, his tears fall and hands tremble.

His lips tremble not from cold but, in fear that you are going to abandoned him.

"You may leave to your room... We will talk later.." You said standing up while arranging your gloves and approaching the death body as he knew what it means.

You were disappointed in him.. Right?

Your going to abandoned him.. Aren't you..?

"Don't.."

"..huh?"

"Don't abandoned me!" He shouted to you alarming you as he hugged your waist as his head behind your back.

"I will take any punishment! But don't leave me!"

"Dazai"

"Please! I know I have disappointed you, I!"

Dazai eyes widen as you let go from his hug and turn to face him.

He shouldn't cry..

He shouldn't have cried..

He shouldn't show weakness..

He shouldn't have shown weakness..

He shouldn't react to provocation.

He shouldn't have..

His hands tremble more as he realise he is going to lose your warm.. Your love.. Your worriedness.. Your love.. Isn't he.. No.. No.. He can't.. You can't just do that.. Will you?

"L/n-sensei! Please don't-!"

He frozed as he felt the embrace of yours to his pettite formed.

Tears fall as he hug you back in unbelieving expression.

You were hugging him.. Why?

"Calm down, He is already death so no need to be worried.. Your still learning".

His eyes close as he let himself feel your warmness.

" will.. You abandoned me?" He mutter as he feel you shook your head making him sighed in relief as he felt asleep on your embrace.

He finally realize.. That.. Your kindness is from your own.. And not ordered..

Yet, He realize that.. You also, care for anyone who you become, close with.

He realize that.. You are patient to anyone even if, you have to repeat thrice or fourth times.

He realize that.. You cared for him.

He realize that.. You are kind.

He realize that.. No one but him knows the kind side of yours.

He realize that.. You get worried for him..

He realize that.. You are important to him, too....

He realize that.. He can share his feelings openly with you.

Over the pass months you are the person who he was been loved and is love.. Right..?

But.. Why?

..........

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...

...

..

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"L/n-sensei"

"Yeah?"

He clutch on to the hem of your coat making, you look at him.

The older female who was around your age stopped talking as she flinch at Dazai appearance suddenly, present here.

She bowed excusing herself as you softly smile and spoke some words as she blush and left happily.

He hate it.

He hate it.. When, you smile to others.

He hate it, when you are wasting your time.. Socializing, uninteresting people.

He hate it... When your attention divert from him.

He doesn't know.. why he hate it.

Yet, he still does..

"What is it, Dazai?" You asked as now your attention was on him as the fourteen year old boy smile up at you.

"Sir Mori, said to call us in his office."

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𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗲.. 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁.. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲.. 𝗘𝗹𝘀𝗲..

A:n- that's all good day/night to you all! Hope you have a great day ahead.!

#yandere dazai #dazai x reader #yandere osamu dazai #bsd dazai #bungou stray dogs dazai #dazai osamu #yandere dazai x reader #dazai x y/n #yandere bsd x reader #yandere bsd #bsd #bsd x reader #bsd x male reader #yandere x male reader #yandere dazai x male reader #x male reader #male y/n

[imkumichan]

Based on this scenario.

Warning: sadistic!Dazai, gore, implied sexual activity.

Not even death will separates you from me"

A pale hand with bandaged arm grabbed a handful of your hair, titled your head to bare your neck to him. His cold usual blank eyes filled with greediness for once. Just like the old times.

Dazai towering over your kneeled bloodied body. Not even the sight of your familiar state will keep him away. Instead, he feels nostalgic.

The only person who cannot die without him, his former subordinate. His. Even though he knows that, it doesn't keeps him for doing something to once again, reminding him that he's the only one for you. His other hand pulling out a gun from his coat. Dragged it slowly from your jaw to your lips. And a pleasant sigh escaped his lips. See? The way your lips opened up without orders is the sign you still remember your training well. Just like when he had your mouth pleased him before.

A soft clicked sound reached both of their ears. Not a even a second after, there's only one person whom is alive between them. Dazai raised his hand and placed a kiss to the remaining parts of her in his hand before letting it falls on the ground together with his gun.

And the dark brown (almost red) eyed man staring obsessively at the scenes before him. Where the body before him slowly become whole. Half of her face already in place. And when one of her eyes catching his, he swears that his heartbeats become faster for a second. Dazai sighed in pleasure before his hands reaching for his belt.

Open up, sweetheart"

#yandere dazai osamu x reader #yandere dazai x reader #dazai x reader #yandere osamu dazai #dazai osamu x reader #yandere bsd x reader #yandere bungou stray dogs x reader #yeah..hes so unhinged and this is totally not their first time V_V

[the-last-f2p]

Yandere promts day 4

4: “Shh, dolls don’t speak out of line”

Featuring: Dark era dazai Arrived from the dead.-Sybilliya

Tw: Yandere behaivour , possessive behaivour, Dazai (he needs his own warning)

You think you liked Dazai when he didn't know you. You didn't have to deal with his smothering affection, threats on your life and him insisting that you shouldn't talk to Chuuya or Mori or Q or anyone. You wondered what you did for him to go from not caring if you died to having a basical tantrum when you left him alone for longer than he usually likes wether that be a couple of seconds or hours doesn't matter. You were sick of it. It wasn't fair you have an ability even though you can't do anything to him with it , you were apart of the port mafia as well even though he was an executive and you weren't, you were completely capable of doing anything and everything but Dazai won't let you. You'll just mess it up let him do it for you he'll protect you! So you rebeled. He was getting on your nerves today more than usual. He was refusing to stop clinging onto you like usual but he usually stopped after a while. So you started waiting. And waiting. And Waiting. Until about the 3 hour mark by then you had it. You weren't the most paitent being in the world and Dazai is super annoying. So you lashed out. "Get off me." You asked for the 158th time you've been counting "Why should I?~" He keeps on responding the same way but then again you've been telling him to do the same thing. "It's been hours please." You're tired of him clinging onto you so you've resorted to begging. "You've waited this long I think you can wait longer don't you doll?" He giggles sadistcally. "I've had it with you. Don't call me doll you complete waste of space and bandages! No wonder everybody hates you."

"Care to repeat that?" His grip on you tightens and he starts glaring intesely at you he doesn't show it but . He's angry.

"I hate you-" You were going to continue anyway but he just had to interupt you. “Shh, dolls don’t speak out of line” He continues "And neither do my suboardanites so if you know what's best for you appolgise Now" "I-I'm sorry.."

"Good doll~" He pets your hair "Now say you love me" He giggles "I....I love you.."

At this point you should just give up you've seen what he does to the Akutagawa and you don't want that happening to you. Right?

#do I have a thing for Dazai ? Maybe. Do I like writing for him? Hell yeah #yandere #tw yandere #yandere prompts #yande.re #male yandere #yandere promts #bsd #bungou stray dogs #yandere bsd #yandere dazai osamu #yandere osamu dazai #yandere dazai #dazai osamu #osamu Dazai #yandere dark era dazai #dark era dazai #yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere male #returned from the dead

[corvus-ix]

Yandere! Osamu Dazai and Yandere! Chuuya Nakahara who is interested in the same Darling headcanon

(I just started the series, so I don't have a well grasp on their characteristics/personalities, might be ooc)

(Darling is GN and used to be apart of PM)

Yan! Dazai and Yan! Chuuya being a bit protected on Darling during dangerous mission (Darling complain once but fall on deaf ears)

Yan! Dazai and Yan! Chuuya competing for Darling time and attention (Darling suffering multiple headache because of them)

Yan! Dazai basically cling onto Darling all the time and Yan! Chuuya have to pray Dazai off Darling (Darling pray to God once for patients, a lot of patient, like really a lot of patient)

Someone once unfortunately used Darling as hostage or a bargaining chip and that didn't end well for said person

Yan! Dazai and Yan! Chuuya brutally torture the living hell out of that said person

When Yan! Dazai left the PM, he somehow managed to bring Darling with him

Yan! Chuuya was pissed that Dazai drag Darling away from him

It didn't take long before Yan! Chuuya decided to take kidnap you back

Yan! Dazai was both impressed that Chuuya did something like that but also pissed he took Darling away from him

It basically become a game of tag of war

Yan! Dazai taking kidnapping Darling back from Chuuya

Yan! Chuuya rescuing kidnapping Darling from Dazai

Someone give poor Darling a break

Let say a third party enter the game and kidnap Darling

Yan! Dazai and Yan! Chuuya team up and made a truce until Darling is rescue Darling

I don't know, if they either come to an agreement and share Darling or they return back to their game of kidnapping rescuing Darling from one another

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #yandere bsd #yandere bungou stray dogs #osamu dazai #dazai osamu #yandere osamu dazai #osamu dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #chuuya nakahara #nakahara chuuya #chuuya nakahara x reader #yandere chuuya nakahara #yandere nakahara chuuya

[after-witch]

Glass Half Full [Yandere Dazai x Reader]

Title: Glass Half Full [Yandere Dazai x Reader]

Synopsis: Osamu Dazai is your best friend. He also happens to be an executive of the infamous Port Mafia. And now he’s asking to tie you to his bed for a game. 

Word Count:  4250

notes: yandere, NSFW, dubcon, virginity loss, bondage/blindfolding

You didn't mean to get so tipsy. Really you didn't. But that's how you feel, fuzzy headed and slow, as your best friend leads you down the hallway to his bedroom. The glass of wine he gave you wasn't even half full--"You won't get drunk on a half glass of wine, I promise"--and you feel almost bad for the way he has to keep a firm grip on you, lest you fall flat on your face.

"Lightweight," he chides, and you can't help but grin back at his teasing tone. Osamu Dazai is the only person you feel comfortable joking around with. You're too shy, too much of a turtle-in-its-shell to feel open around others. But with Osamu, you don't have to worry about being judged. He lets you be yourself, and you're grateful for that.

His bedroom is dimly lit, curtains closed tight, and you can detect signs of the typical clutter that he usually leaves out. Items on the dresser, an unmade bed.

It's the bed you sit on as soon as he leads you to it, and you're grateful for something firm underneath you. You scoot backwards until your back is against the headboard, making room on the bed. It was normal for the two of you to hang out here. Sometimes you even snuggled. It was nice to have a friend who did those things with you without expecting more, like other men might. But Osamu’s innate kindness and understanding was what drew you to him in the first place.

"What did you want to show me?" You ask. Your words are a little too slow, and you click your tongue against the roof of your mouth. You'll ask for a glass of water soon, you think.

Osamu sits down on the bed next to you, and you're overwhelmed with a feeling of friendship and trust. Most people wouldn't trust him, if they knew who he was--an executive of the infamous Port Mafia. But you knew the real Osamu underneath all of that. The Osamu who told you that he was trying to change things from the inside out. The Osamu who helped you, no questions asked, when your house was robbed, when you had a stalker, when your mother died in an accident and you had no one else around you.

The Osamu who was now taking off his tie and stretching it in between his hands, holding it up in front of you like a shiny toy.

"You trust me, right?"

You nod without thinking. Of course you trust him. This is the man who sped to your house at 3 in the morning, letting you sob into his shoulders, after the phone call from the police about your mom. You trust him with your life.

He smiles. It’s warm.

"Okay. I know it sounds silly, but I want to blindfold you.”

 You almost laugh. But there’s something pleading and vaguely puppy-like in his expression. Is it a game? Is he going to blindfold you and surprise you with something? A gift, maybe, though the thought made you a bit anxious--you didn’t have anything to give him in return, if he placed a wrapped box in your hands.

“Why?” You ask, because while you don’t have the innate urge to say no--and maybe it’s the fizziness from the wine that’s draining that away--it is still a strange request.

He smiles--and it’s still so warm.

“I want to show you something, but it’s better if you can’t see.”

You think for a few moments. That makes no sense. But what harm could it do, if it’s what Osamu wanted? You shrug lightly.

“Okay, but don’t tie it too tight.”

 He reaches behind you as you lean forward to give him more access, and in a few swift moments, your vision is taken from you. The fabric is soft and you can only make out little slivers of light from the bottom, where it doesn’t quite fit on the bridge of your nose. Something about the way his fingers linger on your temples makes your stomach flutter, and you don’t quite know why.

His voice is close to your ear when he speaks next, and you can’t suppress a giggle at the way his breath tickles your ear.

“You trust me, don’t you?”

You nod, tilting your head a little, following the sound of his voice. His hands are on your wrists now, and you jerk a little from the suddenness.

““I want to tie your wrists to the headboard,” he says. And for the first time, your lips quirk downward. You almost reach up to pull off the blindfold, but his grip on your hands is too firm. 

“I don’t--” you begin.

“I want to show you something,” he says, his voice lower. There’s something silkier in his tone that makes your stomach do a flip. “But it’s better if you can’t move.”

Your heart thuds in your chest.

“I really don’t…” you start again, shifting on the bed. This feels different from anything the pair of you have done before.

 “It’s like a game,” he says. “I’ve played it before. I know what I’m doing. You’ll like it.” He’s so earnest and sure of himself, and you know he’s telling you the truth. He always does. It’s what makes your friendship so special.

His fingers massage your wrist soothingly and you nod, slowly.

“Okay… but not too tight? And if I say to untie me, you will, right?”

He murmurs in response--not really saying yes, but you try not to think about that--and you let him lift your wrists, pulling your arms up above your head. Your back shifts downward and you’re grateful for the pillows behind you, because you’re forced to lay down on the bed as you feel him securing your wrists to headboard with something soft and unrelenting. Another tie, maybe.

He’s quiet. The air feels thicker than it did before. Maybe it’s the wine going to your head.

“You look pretty like this,” he says suddenly from above you. Is he leaning above you…?

You feel heat rushing to your cheeks, and somewhere else, somewhere lower. Your hands flex, but your wrists are secure and you know you won’t be going anywhere.

“Um,” you mumble. “Thanks, but this is--”

You squeak when you feel his hands on your sides, starting just above your breasts--ghosting the curve of them through your shirt as his fingers trail downwards towards your hips.

“Osamu--” You pull at your wrists, not terrified (it is Osamu above you, after all, just Osamu) but confused and feeling a pit of helplessness in your stomach.

 “Don’t worry,” he says. His tone is reassuring even when his hands are not. “It’s part of the game. Hasn’t anyone ever touched you like this?”

You bite your lip and shake your head.

 “I don’t know if you should…”

 Your words trail off when you feel cooler air on your thighs. He hiked up your skirt!

“What are you doing?” You ask, and your voice is so small and confused that you hardly recognize it even as it comes out of your own mouth.

 “You’ve never been touched like this?” He asks, ignoring your words. It’s not like Osamu to ignore you like this, and your mind reels for a moment. If he’s asking you that question, it must be for a reason. He knows more about the world than you. You know that much.

 You shake your head, and swallow thickly.

And then his fingers are touching your underwear, pressing down, stroking, and your breath catches in  your throat.

“Osamu, wait--I don’t think you should--this is weird,” you clench your thighs together, hoping to push his roving hands away. He’s never touched you like this. He’s never even looked at you like… like he wants you, before. At least, you don’t think he has.

He hushes you, and then you feel his fingers tugging at your underwear. The cool air on your bare sex makes you feel flushed from head to toe.

“It’s not weird.” His voice is so assured that you can’t help but feel calmed by it, despite the increasing pitter-patter of your heartbeat. “It’s what two people do when they love each other.”

His words swim in your mind for a moment before they take hold.

“But,” you say, and you wish you could sit up, wish you could see his face and talk to him like you normally would. “I don’t… I mean…”

You’re not boyfriend and girlfriend, is what you want to say. You’re friends. Best friends.

“You don’t love me?”

His voice is so soft and so hurt that you feel like your heart is being twisted.

You feel him shifting, as if he’s going to get off the bed. Even without seeing him, you feel that you can see his face. See the way his eyebrows furrow and a frown taking over his normally warm expression. It makes your heart ache.

“I thought you cared about me,” he murmurs. “I thought we were…” There are tears in his words, and it’s like something pinches your soul.

“Of course I love you,” you say, quickly. “Of course I do! But we’re not… I mean it’s not like that.” You pull on your arms, fruitlessly trying to sit up. “You’re my best friend, Osamu. My best friend in the whole world.”

He shifts again, but this time he’s turning back towards you.

“I love you too.” There’s something breathless in his voice you can’t quite pinpoint through your emotions, through the cloudiness from the wine. You can’t focus on it, either, because he keeps talking. “And since we’re best friends, it’s okay if we do this together. Especially for your first time.”

His hand is back on you again, cupping the front of your bare sex, and you reflexively jerk your hips at the foreign feeling of someone else touching you there. Even though it’s Osamu, just Osamu.

“Right?” He says. “Wouldn’t you rather I make sure this is done properly, since it’s your first time?”

 You don’t want to say yes. You don’t want to say no.

 “I…” you begin. There are too many competing thoughts in your head. “I don’t know,” you say, and it’s the truth. He’s held you before. He’s hugged you. He even kissed you, on the cheek. But this is different.

 His fingers are stroking now, and it feels wrong, but it feels right. There’s some kind of tingling warmth that starts from your toes as he touches you. It’s different from when you’ve touched yourself, somehow. It’s a strange combination of pleasure and helplessness, confusion and joy. It doesn’t feel bad, and he does seem to know what he’s doing. He knows more than you about everything--always has.

 “Will it hurt?” You ask, quiet and a little stricken. You’ve heard enough horror stories from friends about their first times to know that it might.

His thumb ghosts against your clit, and your groan is short.

“A little,” he says, and his honesty overwhelms your already reeling mind. “But not much. Like I said…” His thumb presses firmer, now rubbing in a perfect way that sends thigh-clenching pleasure straight up your stomach. “I know what I’m doing.”

He pauses. He’s waiting for your answer. Of course, you realize. He wouldn’t do this unless you really wanted him to, unless you said yes. He might be hurt if you told him you wanted to stop, but he meant it when he said he’d untie you if you asked--didn’t he? (But he never said he would, some small part of you thinks.) Of course. You don’t doubt him, you can’t doubt him. How could you, when he’s held you tightly in his arms and confessed that he’s a member of the Port Mafia, and that if you wanted him to leave you alone forever, he would? He trusted you with his secrets, with his life.

And you trusted him with yours. So maybe you can trust him with this. He is your best friend, after all. And you do love him for that.

Your throat feels tight when you swallow. But you finally nod. You wish you could look into his eyes when you do, but you settle for hoping that your face is looking towards his general direction.

“Okay… okay, Osamu.” You release a shaky breath. You smile, even though it feels weak. “I trust you.”

He releases his own breath, and you’re surprised to feel it against your lips. How long had he been hovering above you?

 With his fingers still rubbing your folds, now becoming slick with wetness as warmth coils inside you, he kisses you.

The press of his lips against yours sends something shooting down your core, even through your surprise. He doesn’t stick his tongue in your mouth--you think about the movies, about sloppy wet kisses from your only boyfriend back in high school--but instead keeps his lips on yours, almost smothering. It feels more intimate, somehow, like it pulls the two of you closer just as that night spent weeping over your mother did.

You don’t speak, you can’t speak, as he pulls away and you feel his weight shifting back towards the end of the bed. Back towards your hips and your naked sex.

“I’m going to put my fingers inside you,” he says. You feel yourself clench inwardly, instinctively. You’ve never put anything inside. Touched yourself, yes, brought yourself to a few weak but welcomed orgasms, yes. But this is new.

You trust him, though. You trust that he won’t hurt you. But it will hurt a little, you remind yourself. Osamu told you so and you have no reason to doubt him on that count.

“Take a breath.” You follow his instructions and when you do, there’s a new feeling of intrusion inside you. It feels unknown and not really pleasant. It does hurt, and you wince. Are you bleeding? You heard that women bleed the first time, but maybe not always.

“Osamu, it--it hurts,” you whisper. He shushes you, not meanly, but soothing.

“It will get better.” He’s telling the truth. He always does, at least to you. That’s what you believe--what you have to believe. “This will make it easier for you to take me. Keep breathing.”

And he’s right, because while the feeling of something being inside you doesn’t exactly feel good, the pain starts to lessen as his thumb finds its way back to your clit. You feel fuzzy, distracted, and you only barely register when a second finger pushes inside you. It’s uncomfortable and yes, there’s pain, but you breathe out in little puffs, your mouth forming a little ‘O’ as you breathe out and out and out, and you find your body relaxing enough to bring it down to a dull discomfort.

Then his fingers move. And the sensation is so strange that you almost start to panic again, but his other hand begins to pet your cheek. It’s a comforting gesture, one that makes you think of the nights he’s held you, nights when you cried or simply needed to be close to someone. He always knew how to make you feel better--even now, even like this, with your hands tied above your head and his tie wrapped around your eyes.

You feel your breath slowing as his fingers move, not too quickly, just slow enough that the sensation becomes less startling. His thumb just ghosts over your clit now, and you almost want to ask him to go back to pressing a little harder, to circling it so that it sends electric shocks through you. But the thought makes you freeze up, and instead, you raise your hips, trying to push against him in a silent plea.

 “It feels good when I touch you, doesn’t it?” Despite it being a question, there’s no real query in his voice. He knows the answer, and he knows that you know.

You nod and move your hips again but it doesn’t matter, because his thumb is back to those slow, pleasing circles that make your muscles tighten.

“Osamu, it’s--I’m--”

You’re getting close now. And just like before, it’s such a different feeling than touching yourself under the covers, the lights off, the blinds closed. This is Osamu, his fingers--fingers that have tapped your nose or ruffled your hair--making you feel good, so good, just like he said he would. The heat is building and it’s so unlike anything you’ve felt before, more electric, hotter, something that makes your thighs tremble against his hand.

“Go on,” he tells you. “Come on my fingers.”

And you do. You come on his fingers, pushing your hips against him as he circles your clit through your orgasm. For a moment you swear even the sliver of light at the bottom of your blindfold disappears as your mind sparks, and you let out a low, aching moan broken up by your stuttering breaths as you ride the high.

And then slowly, slowly you’re back down again. His thumb leaves your clit and his fingers slowly slide out of you, and the sudden emptiness even feels a bit strange.

You feel his breath close to your face again, and you tilt your chin up expectedly. This time you’re ready for the kiss, and this time he slips his tongue inside your mouth. But it’s not the sloppy, inexperienced kisses of your youth--not on his end, anyway. His mouth is insistent, parting from yours only to let you breathe, before coming back down in an electric contact.

 He’s only the second man you’ve kissed, but somehow he makes you feel like he’s your first.

When he pulls away, you whine. He laughs, but as with anything he does, you don’t feel mocked. It feels friendly. Like he’s laughing at a joke you made over dinner, and not your little keening noises.

“I’m going to fuck you now.” His voice is low and close to your ear, and somehow coming from his mouth, the word fuck doesn’t sound as crude as it might have otherwise. It sounds firm and intimate, like he’s just told you a secret. And maybe it is a secret between the two of you, the way your body looks under him, the way you must look tied up like this.

A small part of you wants to be untied, wants to wrap your arms around him. It’s your first time, after all, and there’s a notion in your head--however dim at the moment--that this should be different. You should be able to see him and hold him, guide him gently where he needs to be.

Instead you’re helpless and at his mercy. But Osamu is merciful. And kind and caring. All that and more, the side of him that only you see--the side that he wants to let out, he says, but finds constrained by his role in the Port Mafia. Only you get to see him like this.

It stands to reason then, doesn’t it, that only he gets to see you like this? Helpless and breathy and prone, thighs no longer clenched together but open and waiting.

Waiting for him.

You feel him shifting on the bed, pressing the weight of both his hands on either side of your hips. Without your sight, the sounds of him undressing--the soft roll of his zipper, the shifting rustle of his pants as they’re no doubt pushed down--seem almost too loud, too much to deal with.

You feel him at your entrance. Something wet and hard and soft all at the same time.

“Osamu,” you say, your voice pitiful. “I’m not… I don’t know if I’m…” Are you ready for this? Is it right? He is your best friend, yes, you love him, yes. And he hasn’t lied, hasn’t done anything you didn’t agree to, has he? But it’s all so much to take in. It feels that one moment you were laughing over mundane things at dinner and then you were drinking wine and now you were on his bed, about to have sex for the first time.

“You’re ready.” His voice is so confident that there is no mistaking it. He knows what’s best for you. He always has. He’s been there for you when no one else was. He’s always handled your problems as deftly as swatting a fly, and without ever expecting anything in return. If he says you’re ready… if he says so. Then you must be.

You nod.

And then he pushes inside you and it hurts, hurts more than his fingers, and you feel the muscles in your legs clench as you hiss out a low breath. Your fingers clench and tug uselessly at the fabric keeping your arms bound.

You say something, maybe, but it’s more noises than words. A plea, or a cry, something to let him know that yes, it hurts, but yes, you trust him all the same.

He coos, and one of his hands is on your cheek again, stroking softly. You lean into his touch. You need his touch right now, more than anything else, to ground you.

 And then that hand leaves your cheek and goes lower, back down to your clit. It’s a little sensitive, and you jump at the contact at first, but then it mellows into the low, pleasurable electricity that it was before. As soon as your body begins to relax, he moves.

It’s so different from the feeling of his fingers, bigger and wider and you almost think of something ridiculous--of being a stuffed bird, trussed up at dinner--but it’s hard to be silly when he’s got his thumb rubbing your clit and your mind is going in a thousand directions.  

“You’re tight,” he says above you. His slow movements are becoming more regular, and one hand is pressed on the side of the bed by your breast, giving him more purchase to begin thrusting. “I knew you would be. I knew you were waiting for me--” His own breath hitches, and it’s the first sign he’s given that he’s not entirely in control of himself. And it’s thrilling, just a little, to know that you’re the reason for it.

“You’re--” You say, words broken up a little by the force of his thrusts, by the unusual and new sensation they bring. It hurts, yes, but not enough to make you want to stop. Not now. You’re wet and his thumb is making you feel so good and the memory of his lips on yours keeps them tingling. “You’re my best friend,” you say, becoming more breathless as he speeds up.

His thrusting seems to brush something inside of you that makes your toes literally curl, makes a shuddering moan push past your lips. Whatever hurt was there is now a delicious ache.

“More than that,” he says, his own voice a little breathy now. “I’m more than that.”

What more is there, you wonder? Yet the thought is cut off by the rising feeling between your legs, the building sensations on your clit climbing until you’re thrusting your own hips down, matching his movements, as you come for a second time. It’s bigger than before, sharper, and your arms tug uselessly against the headboard as you get the overwhelming urge to throw your arms around Osamu’s shoulders. But instead you must be content for raising your head as much as you can, mouth parted, asking silently for a kiss.

Mercifully, his lips make delicious contact with your own. You try to respond more eagerly now, not wanting him to think you’re some inexperienced virgin (even though you are--or were)--and your tongue slips tentatively inside his mouth this time.

He groans against your lips, thrusting harder at your clumsy but initiated kiss, and the moment when he climaxes is punctuated by a warmth that spreads inside you and his mouth pressing feverishly against your own. His lips part from yours, and you both catch your breath.

The moments tick by, and then the blindfold slips from your eyes. The light makes you squint for a moment, but not for very long.

Above you is Osamu, a bit of sweat plastering his hair to his forehead. His cheeks have a touch of ruddiness to them, and his eyes are gazing down at you with something that makes you want to sink into the bed. It’s affection, but more than that. More intense and penetrating, like he’s seeing through you.

 “Osamu…” You say, but you don’t know what else to tell him. Now that the physical afterglow is cooling, it’s becoming easier to think, even through the wine.

“You did so well,” he says. His voice is so kind and praising and it makes you feel terrible for the thoughts that come to your mind at the sight of him. Too much, just too much.

 You’re feeling too many things right now. You just lost your virginity to your best friend. And that… was all right. It must be. It was for the best, because he said it would be. And he hadn’t lied, it had only hurt a little, but it had felt so good otherwise. And if you’d asked him--you didn’t, though, you didn’t--he surely would have untied you and stopped.

You gaze up at him and you have to believe all that, because the alternative would make you lose faith not just in Osamu, but in the world itself.

#yandere dazai #yandere osamu dazai #yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere #afterwitch writes

[hopelessdazai]

✿ 》 To Hold or Be Held?

╰⧼ 🪻 note.. ⧽ ; writing witj this many characters was scary . pls ignore any typos or errors or mischaracterisation im learning. reblogs appreciated!!

╰⧼ ☀️ features.. ⧽ ; Chuuya, Dazai, Atsushi, Akutagawa, Nikolai, Fyodor, gn!reader ( fem terms in fyodors and mentions of boobs in nikolais parts )

╰⧼ 🌙 contents.. ⧽ ; fluff, cuddles, all those nice things, nikolai being nikolai, possible mischaracterisation

dazai

dazai doesn't have a preference. he enjoys both being held and holding you for the same reason. when he's holding you, he's holding on tight - part of him is still scared you're gonna leave him if he gets too comfortable. and if you're holding him he always finds himself melting into you, his hands shakily gripping at your clothes as he smothers himself against your chest. he adores how your hands find his hair and comb through it. if he puts all his weight onto you, you can't go anywhere, right?

".. 'm sorry .. don't get up, just five more minutes. I'll be good ..- you're warm .. 'm sorry.. "

chuuya

chuuya prefers to hold. be adores the feeling of you in his arms, it makes him feel like he's protecting you from the known - blanketed by his strong embrace. he traces 'I love you's on your back knowing you're too comfortable and sleepy to know what he's writing - his thumb writes his name into your hip when you think he's just rubbing circles. little possessive things like that, just to quietly manifest that you stay with him. he can press a gentle kiss to the top of your head and tease you for being so clingy ; even though he's holding you tight too.

".. you need the bathroom? .. you can hold it, jus' stay with me for a while longer .. I love you .. pretty thing you are .."

atsushi

atsushi prefers to hold. while he won't ever deny being held, usually he finds himself pulling you on top of him to keep you in his embrace while he takes a nap. your head on his chest and his arms resting around your waist, while he gently purrs to soothe you to sleep with him. he hasn't been able to take solo naps since you've been around - and he knows you enjoy resting with him too, anyway. so what's the harm when he tugs you over to the detective agency couch and asks you to take a quick break? you've both been working hard , after all.

"let's have a quick break, okay? we can stay finish everything later .. you're gonna exhaust yourself out, sweetheart .. just 10 minutes .."

akutagawa

akutagawa prefers to be held. he'll never admit it to anyone, especially not to you. but you can see the way he relaxes and sinks into you when you wrap your arms around him. the way he takes a long exhale and his shoulders deflate as your hand traces a certain spot on his back. he likes listening to your heartbeat, he likes knowing you're alive and with him for who he is - and not what he can do. he's still learning to love and to trust, but it's a little easier when it's by your side. he hopes you wont leave him, he'll work to impress you as he grows.

".. what? no, I'm not falling asleep. you're imagining things. you .. mm .. can you do that again ?"

nikolai

nikolai doesn't have a preference. he's like a big dog, despite his size he'll absolutely lay himself on top of you and nuzzle into your chest. if you have boobs then he won't be moving for a while, so kiss your oxygen goodbye. whenever he wants to hold you, he's not really one to ask ; he'll just drag you over onto him or use a portal to drop you into his lap, then he's clinging to you and whining desperately whenever you try to leave. he's just big and clingy, but can you fault him? he finds you so comforting.

" .. where are you going? no! you can't leave .. do you not love me anymore ?.. why do you wanna leave !.. just stay with me .. thank you .."

fyodor

fyodor prefers to hold. if neither was an option, it'd most likely be that. but he regularly asks you to come sit on his lap while he works. a small whistle as he turns his chair, patting his thigh - and he'll wrap an arm around you to keep you close. he's not too affectionate, and too much touching before your marriage repulses him. but he'll learn to deal with these little moments for a while - it gives him his energy back and helps him with a little push to finish his work so you rest together.

" .. зайчик .. come here. no, I'm not finished. just come. don't be disobedient , now .. there we are. good girl."

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[invidiia]

❐ - yandere!dazai and yandere!chuuya comforting the reader on their period

notes ; headcanons for anyone else who on their period rn </3 the worst thing ever tbh.. this is kinda self indulgent

prompt ; dazai and chuuya's (separate) darling gets their period and they comfort them

warnings ; yandere themes, blood, kidnapped!reader, drugging, ada!dazai, soft!yan chuuya and dazai, mentions of sex but no actual doing it, mention of stalking, afab reader, toxic relationships

masterlist - rules - last post

dazai ::

it's not like you can hide your period from dazai, especially if he kidnapped you.

dazai doesn't know a ton about periods - sure, he knows that they existed, but he didn't think the situation through when he first kidnapped you. he didn't buy pads or anything in advance when he first decided to take you for himself, so when he woke up to see blood on the sheets under you, dazai was a tiny bit surprised.

but not entirely - he should have known the time of your month would roll around soon enough. dazai wasn't mad or upset at all.

"ah.. belladonna, why didn't you tell me about this? no, i'm not mad at you! i think this means no sex for.. how long?! i don't think i'll surviivee~!"

just ignore his wailing and you'll probably be fine

dazai's not actually upset, he really does wanna help you. he'll wrap you in a blanket while he goes to leave for the store, poking your cheek and smiling a little too softly while he tells you to be good while he's gone

he doesn't have bad intentions or anything, he's just being overly nice to you because he just feels like it

he comes back from the store with whatever you neeed, he probably asked a female member of the agency or a worker or someone else who knew what to get for you, because there is absolutely no way in hell he actually knows what to buy

but he definitely came back with a few things that you liked!! no point in asking how he knew you liked the stuff, because he'll just say he stalked you, and that might just make you more uncomfortable. best not to question him!!

he sees your cramp pain as an excuse to hold and touch you more. he doesn't care that you're bleeding the entire time, dazai just likes that he can hold you!

of course, he realizes that cuddles don't stop the cramping - he just thinks it'll help a lot more. dazai get's super touchy and clingy because he knows that you're less likely to resist. even if you do, he doesn't mind unless you insult him, because then he'll just lock you in the bathroom with water and some of the snacks he bought you to give you some 'alone time.' after about an hour or two, he's sure you'll come back into his arms!! <3

oh, belladonna, i thought you didn't want to cuddle, and now you're holding onto me..? no matter, i'm glad you've finally came around.. is there anything you want?

chuuya ::

chuuya also knows about periods and what they are, but he knows a little bit more about them than dazai, because he's just him yk?? he's that dude (other than jay from the kubz scouts)

when he first woke up to you next to him with blood under you, he thought you were hurt or something, but then when he woke you up, you had to explain to him that you just got your period and that you were fine.

by your argument, chuuya made a big deal out of it, but by chuuya's, he was just helping you feel better.

"darling, stop movin', i'm just trying to make you feel better.. what? yeah.. yeah, i'll get whatever you want, okay?"

if you yell at him, he'll just give you space. of course he'll still get you what you want, he'll just be.. less doting.

he'll even go as far to ignore you. so while you're wailing in pain from your cramps, chuuya's sitting down comfortably on the couch, reading and paying no attention to your little sobs from the pain of your cramps. it's really just a toxic thing - he doesn't wanna see you in such pain, he really doesn't. but why should he be so kind to you if you don't want to be nice?

i can imagine an argument breaking out between you two, because he can't ignore you forever. if you decide to yell at him again, then he'll just yell back.

chuuya might even just drug you to shut you up, offering you tea or medicine to help you feel better. but five minutes later, you're out like a light while he picks up your body to wrap you up back in blankets.

you'll probably wake up with arms wrapped around your waist with his knee inbetween your thighs. chances are, you're still affected by the drug and too tired to move or push him off. he understands that cuddling doesn't fully stop the cramp pain, but he doesn't care, because all chuuya wants to do is help you.

"don't move.. it's okay. just go back to sleep. i love you, okay?"

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[theanimeoftheblackbunnymask]

Yandere Fyodor and Dazai Compare and Contrast (How They'd Treat Their Darling)

Links: {Masterlist} {Yandere Fyodor Alphabet}{Yandere Dazai Alphabet} {Yandere PM!Dazai Alphabet}

Fyodor as a yandere is such an interesting concept.

Fyodor is a complex character who I believe is very hard to write and pull off.

He's deceiving in everyway of the sort, and I can see his darling having a hard time trying to figure him out. One day he can calm and quiet, and the next day he's sadistic and a bit more temperamental than yesterday.

I can see him acting like this as a way to keep you on edge. He isn't bipolar by any means, but he enjoys seeing the uncertainty on your face, the constant worry that a single slip up can through him into a frenzy, or he'll not even react and just let you deal with it on your own.

This is kinda where I compare him to Dazai. Dazai is very switchy in the same way, but he's a lot more consistent. Dazai rarely changes his behavior, but he actively changes his reactions, his actions often contradicting his personality. This is where being Dazai's darling become stressful because you'll think you know how he'll act, but in reality he'll react in a way that's completely out of character.

Fyodor and Dazai are full of mind games. Fyodor would rarely hits his darling. He finds it much more satisfying to see you stress your own self out, terrified of what he'll say or do to you, watching as you break down and pathetically try to hide yourself from his presence.

Dazai is sadistic, but not as much as he was when he was in the Port Mafia. He hates the idea of physically hurting his darling, and when he does he sinks into regret.

Now, where would they keep you?

I can actually see Fyodor bringing you along in his endeavors, and maybe even get you involved as a spy if you're powerful enough. I don't see Fyodor keeping you a secret from the ADA, and often uses you as a way to mock them, saying how they can't even save you. You're often viewing all his plans, and if a mission is a little too dangerous for his liking, he'll hide you in a place that you can't escape from.

Now, Dazai is more of an abusive boyfriend type yandere. He let's you like your normal life, go to work, hang out with friends, go to the mall, normal civilian stuff, but, he's watching you the entire time. You slip up once, and you'll deal with it at home. Dazai doesn't want to keep you in doors 24/7, but he also doesn't want you to leave him. You tell anyone about the horrors of your relationship, and you're left crying on the floor of the bathroom, the door locked as Dazai threatens you from the end. I also want to note, Dazai rarely if ever yells at you. The low and coldness in his voice is enough to throw you into tears.

So, who would be the worse to deal with full time?

Fyodor, here's why.

Dazai gives you a lot of freedom, much more than the average yandere, so you can live a mostly normal life. With Fyodor, you're stuck with him 24/7. He won't let you go anywhere by yourself, and has killed a few of your friends and family. So, if you did escape, you wouldn't last very long, and you wouldn't have anyone to support you.

The one good thing about Fyodor is that he's a pretty good balance of giving you false hope, and shutting your dreams down completely.

I do have one idea though. What would happen if you were acting as a spy for Fyodor, not for the ADA, but maybe for a powerful figure Fyodor wants something from, and you end up running into Dazai. It's one of the rare times you're alone, so I wonder how things would go.

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[aluraveil]

Bungo Stray Dogs Masterlist

DAZAI

FYODOR

Yandere Fyodor Headcanons

Poly Relationship w/ Nikolai & Sigma

NIKOLAI

Yandere Nikolai Headcanons

Poly Relationship w/ Fyodor & Sigma

CHUUYA

AKUTAGAWA

SIGMA

Poly Relationship w/ Fyodor & Nikolai

MULTIPLE CHARACTERS

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[baby-tini]

Ok ok more dark skk poly with their little pet PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I need more, how would they treat them when they behave? Are they ever nice to their little pet and treat em good? Is gentle petting or are they continuously rough?

Of course of course babes

- They absolutely can be nice, they love their little pet, you're prettiest when you're mentally intact after all

- As long as you behave you're gonna be fine, Chuuya makes loads of cash, and who better to spend it on then his pretty pet? Dazai doesn't make much but he has surprisingly good taste when it comes to clothes. He picks out the prettiest collars too.

- You sit pretty on the couch while Chuuya makes you dinner and Dazai cuddles you, calling you his pretty kitty. Brushing your hair and petting your (faux) ears. Laying little kisses on your cheek.

- While Chuuya is the stricter one, he's not nearly as mean as Dazai can be. He makes sure you're well taken care of, waiting on you patently. Chuuya's the more responsible one, he cooks and cleans. Cleaning your collar, polishing the diamonds because only the best for his pet.

- Chuuya usually picks out your clothes because he has an eye for what looks good on you. The prettiest lingerie, the softest ears, cutest tails and even prettier collars.

- Soft sex is common as long as you behave and play nice, they'll rub your little clit, prep your pretty cunt and softly slide down your throat. Dazai will rub you over your panties and make you cum. You're so pretty when you cum, and he'll give you praise-filled kisses on your neck and head. Brushing away your tears and cooing at you to "be quiet before you wake Slug."

- They're the sweetest when they bath you, Chuuya rubbing you down with the best smelling lotions as Dazai washes your hair. Throwing in a couple bath bombs and bath salts. They'll even carry you out if you're sleepy.

- They'll dry you down and put you in the softest, comfortable clothes they find before cuddling you too sleep.

- Individually their aftercare is good but together!?!? It's amazing, their soft and will make you drink atleast two cups of water and get you a snack. Showering you in praises worthy of importance. Together, cuddles are the best. I picture Dazai to be cold and Chuuya as someone warm. So it's the best of both.

- Chuuya sleeps closest to the door because his ability is combat ready... but Dazai keeps a loaded gun under his pillow. They know being around you puts you in danger and they'll lay down their life for you and each other.

This wasn't dark but I wanted to make something soft and sweet ❤️

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[elvestoneanzelote1]

𝘈:𝘯- 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺! 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥! 𝘚𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺!

𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴!

𝘚𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺!

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺,𝘐𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘉𝘚𝘋.

𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵!

𝐈𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐁𝐒𝐃 𝐱 𝐢𝐧𝐮𝗺𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝗺𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫!

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝗼𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝗼 𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝗼𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝗼𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝!

𝐘𝗼𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝗼 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝗼𝐭 𝗼𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝗼𝗼𝐤 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝗼𝐭𝐞!

Rats in the house of dead...

You don't know why you even joined in the first place but you surely do know that it was an evil organization with a goal of purity which you don't know why, They seem so persistent on finding the book.

Especially the leader itself, who doesn't let go of you from his sight.

After all, how can he? When your ability is the most powerful one.

A voice that controls people

"Recently our plan was disturbed by that weretiger," said Fyodor recalling the death of Shibusawa in the hands of Atsushi Nakajima.

You sat on the chair while arranging the cards into a pyramid style.

"Master, what shall our next move be?" Asked Ivan serving tea as he side glanced at you who just do the work of pyramid cards

"Hmm, There are many things we could do... But what shall we exactly do? Wouldn't it be easier to make all the two organizations sleep forever? What do you think... Y/n?" Asked Fyodor as you didn't hear him.

Ivan slammed the tray onto the table making your eyes widen as the card pyramid almost fall.

"𝐒𝐭𝗼𝐩 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤" You paused the movement of the cards from dropping as it went back to its original form alarming the person, Puskin and half glared at Ivan who gave you an unamused stare.

"What? Do you truly have to destroy my card pyramid? I was making a world record!" You hissed as Fyodor chuckle while Ivan glare at you.

"My master was talking to you, Idiot all you do is play cards more likely building a pyramid card non-stop as If you have nothing to do."

"Huh? Shall I shut your mouth by letting you stitch your lips? Pretty sure that injury was not enough for you" you said as Ivan frowned more.

"Now now... Goncharov, Y/n is the most important for me"

"Cringe" you muttered while eating the cookies from the bowl alarming Ivan who took it away saying it was baked freshly for his master, Fyodor.

"Why don't you just marry him then, geez Stingy old men" you muttered while you stood up from the chair and start walking.

"Where are you going? Y/n?" Asked Fyodor as you side glance at him.

"Sightseeing, seeing Ivan been gay over you make me gagged from cringe"

Fyodor chuckled and shook his head as Ivan stopped himself from glaring at you and quickly composed when Fyodor glanced at him then at you.

"Be careful out there especially the port mafia and The agencies after all... The ability might have started working by now" said Fyodor to you who just waved a bye and walk out.

"Master, haven't you been too soft to l/n? All he does is play with cards and eat tons of food" said Ivan as Fyodor let out a sigh as a visible smirk appear on his lips.

"Are you questioning me?"

"N-no of course not, Master b-but"

"Do not worry about y/n, Even if he betrays me of a sort... I will find a way for him to return to me... After all, before he join with us he belongs to the guild, I just have to pull some strings" said Fyodor who dropped the tea cup alarming Ivan as Fyodor frown abit.

'Unless... Dazai have a plan for him to change sides?' He thought to self then glanced at Ivan who was busy taking the broken cup shards.

"Goncharov, I would like you to call y/n after an hour later"

"Huh?"

"He should pick up his phone by that time or... If not, he have betrayed us"

Ivan frowned yet nod cautiously glance at his pocket watch.

'56 minutes left huh?...'

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You on the other hand was visited by Dazai while you were patiently eating in a restaurant as he offered you to follow him after eating his shared and let you pay.

Annoyed you were yet followed him as he mention the guild.

As you stood on a empty park, your eyes flickered around then at him.

"Shouldn't you be taking care of your president?"

"Indeed, but I have to thank you eventually for saving me from almost going through the hospital," said Dazai recalling the sniper aimed at him.

He Got the letter from you when he goes through Fyodor clothes arrange in a dumpster.

How fortunate he was to find it on Fyodor hat.

If you didnt already told him perhaps well he does have a clue there will be a sniper of sort.

But...

As much as it was painful at the least he did not end up in hospital.

And the fact you are not that heartless on your part and even considered... Him to be trustful.

"I did it because I'm thankful to... Atsushi" you simply replied as Dazai nod as he approached you making you take a step back

"Indeed and the fact that your ability is very unique Fyodor took advantage of you"

"You phrased it like he touch me senxually harassed me of sort"

"Did he not? Bummer"

"You are a freak you know that"

"I know especially after the incident I thought you will join the agency of sort... Since you really care for Atsushi-kun"

"... What are you phrasing?"

"Join us, And tell us what he is planning" asked a voice as you turn to see the ravenete.

"Ah, Poe rival" you pointed out as his green eyes stare back at yours.

"Poe has introduced me to you? Better either way I didn't thought you will join the enemy"

"Didn't I already did? Guild was also an enemy for you before... But I assume you talk with Fitzgerald-san, Dazai" you said as Dazai chuckle.

Both of them stood side by side of yours as your stare seems unbother by their gaze.

They surely have a lot to question you.

Truly you are very eye catching... I mean who are so unbother by literally been question and surrounded.?

"You know whose ability it is"

"Yep, I do know"

"And... what is their name?"

"It starts with Letter A, But I can't say much" you said while almost arrange your nonexistent scarf as you frown.

Ranpo took notice of it and threw the yellow scarf of yours that he have in his bag.

"Huh?"

"Poe made it for you, he missed you" said Ranpo as you gave him a stare.

"Do you mean emotionally or are you phrasing like a romantic novel with full of angst where the lover make a scarf waiting for his lover to be back?"

"You surely are good with romantic scenarios" said Dazai as you gave them an smirk.

"It isn't about scenario but... I'm surrounded aren't I?"

"Clever as always"

"How many people am I surrounded by?" You ask as Ranpo arrange his glasses.

"One"

"Oh? And who-"

Before you used your ability onto Kenji who hold a big metal pole.

Dazai hand reach onto your wrist as your eyes widen.

In a blink of an eye your head was hit the metal pipe as you fall to the ground unconscious and bleeding.

"We could have done it neatly but you were too questioning us" said Ranpo wiping away the blood on his face with a handkerchief.

As Dazai let go of your wrist and chuckle when they hear a phone ring.

"Seems like they caught up into our plan, huh?"

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A:n- that's all! Good day/night to all! Have a great day/night to all!

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Yandere PM!Dazai Osamu x Darling with Ajin Demi-Human ability

Ajin: Ability that allows the user to be unable to die under any circumstances, such as being completely crushed, decapitated, or even due to malnutrition. Only begin to heal after dying or “resetting” otherwise their injuries will not heal immediately and will only heal at a natural rate. This ability can also create an IBM or Black Ghost (an entity which is manifested can mostly use for combat purposes which cannot be seen by normal humans).

Warning : implied double suicide.

Thinking of Yandere PM!Dazai with a darling who has Ajin ability. I personally think he would enjoy this very much. Having a darling who literally can not die unless he was touching you if you were going to 'reset'? Dazai would absolutely won't hesitate to do anything to you, and he gets turned on easily everytime he gets reminded that he is the only one who can really kill you. Your life is his.

His punishments are usually more into a sexual punishment, but if he feels he wants to play for a little, you would probably will lose a limb or two before he killing you so you can 'resetting'.

Being a Port Mafia member who works directly under Dazai means you're actually work for Dazai. He knows the limit of your ability and what you are capable of, but it doesn't means he will hold back his desires to see you crumble before him.

Even after he left the Mafia and joined ADA he will find a way to torment you. You might not see him every single day like before. But he will gladly remind you that he is the only one who can decides when you will die. Dazai won't say it, but he always picturing you both dying together in each other arms.

#dazai x reader #yandere dazai x reader #yandere osamu dazai #yandere bsd #yandere dazai #ajin demi human #this ability is so coollll!!! so perfect for stealth #when u think you're immortal but there's a yandere who can really kill u