#SINCE MY OTHER FRIENDS WATCH BUNGO STRAY DOGS

[kurooandkenmasslut]

GUYS ONE LAST THING ☝🏻

[verysanebsdfan]

My favs x bday!reader

Saiki Kusuo (the disastrous life of saiki k), Muichiro Tokito (demon slayer), Killua Zoldyck (hunter x hunter), Neuvillette(genshin impact), Dazai Osamu (bungo stray dogs), our!Ciel Phantomhive (black butler) (seperately) x bday!reader

Synopsis: them with s/o who has birthday, how they celebrate, what do they do etc.

Notes: IT'S MY BDAY GUYSSS!!! I honestly wanna go back to being a little child, but oh well, i still have a few years. probably contains grammatical errors but oh well. not proofread. Am I happy with it? no. Am I gonna publish this? absolutely. i also wanted to include Bram Stoker from bsd but my brain was blank and i had no ideasss :((

cw: none i think?

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Saiki Kusuo:

Would not make you a surprise party, but i feel like he would buy you your favourite cake, pastry, sweets, snack...just something that he know would make you happy. Nothing extravagant, just an average present, from an average guy. It's the thought that counts<3 Would like to spend some quality time with you, but if you wanna hang out with friends or spend time with family, he doesnt mind. He would make sure everything goes smoothly and you would be safe tho<3 Prolly wouldnt make a big deal out of this...It is just birthday after all, but he loves to see you happy soo<3

Happy birthday y/n...i hope you like the (favourite dessert) i got you

Muichiro Tokito:

It really depends, if you are a demon slayer, you would maybe have private training session, and a cute lunch on a break. Now if you aren't a demon slayer (condolences) he'd make time for you'd watch clouds together, eat lunch and spend some time together, but he is busy so... :( I bet he was smiling teh rest fo teh day though :3

Look...that clouds looks just like (favourite animal)...happy birthday y/n...i love you

Killua Zoldyck:

Thinks celebrating something like an anniversary of your birth is stupid :3 Would definitely ask Gon for gift ideas<3 Now, if you are helping Gon find his dad too, I feel like you two would end up having a play fight of a sort? Yk, to train your nen:3 But if you dont, or its already some time after the og plot line, he'd take you on a date, and give you choco robots! Tease you a little too!

look at yourself, in a few years, i wont even be able to call you a baby :3 is it just me or youre even more beatiful? must come witha age:3 Happy Birthday silly:3

Neuvillette:

Humans celebrate the anniversary of their birth? Why? He asks, why celebrate being even closer to death. It scared him...your death...It's so close, yet so far. When you explained him that it's to commemorate your past years, and celebrate what's to come. he understood, after all, humans have only finite amount of years to live, so he was going to make yours the best possible. He would clear up his schedule, or at least try. He would get you flowers and then he would take you to a romantic dinner to the finest restaurant in all of Fontaine, and then to a romantic walk by the shore, to watch otters (:3) He hopes many of these so called birthdays of yours would come.

Mon amour...we should do this more often, not only on special occasions...I love you so much...and these..."birthdays" only remind me of...future without you...

Dazai Osamu:

My man will ask you to commit double suicide i am not even joking. Honestly would either not gaf about your birthday or would be really attentive and romantic and i cannot decide.

Would you be willing to commit double suicide with me, on this important day? *smack*

our!Ciel Phantomhive:

It's not like i am lazy to write, but it's really hard to think of anything okay. I believe you would have tea party. A lot of Earl grey tea, a lot of sweets...and chess or other board games. You will just spend quality time with him...and technically Sebastian too, since he will be tending to your needs, and preparing all the food :3

Happy birthday dearest, i hope the cake is to your liking, i had Sebastian prepare it out of the finest ingredients

[bsdawgz]

「 ✦ You Keep Me Under Your Spell...✦ 」 Bungo Stray Dogs, Port Mafia: Michizō Tachihara

a/n: i can't get enough of him! tysm for all the support ♡ so happy to be a part of this lil tachihara cult, i love interacting w/ all of you and reading all the tachihara thirst in my inbox!! >> read part one and part two

content warning: f!reader. MDNI! sum mean language (tachihara and reader briefly say some hurtful shit at each other/cuss at each other), risky sex (no condom - wrap it up y'all), car sex ;)

summary: maybe he is the jealous type, after all.

The minute you arrive, you feel eyes on you.

Glowering, amber eyes, glaring at you from the corner of the room. You're at a birthday party, a mutual of you and Tachihara's from back when you two were still high schoolers, just two punks skipping school and committing petty crime. Since those days, you've gone on to a life of normalcy, Tachihara's moved up to the Port Mafia, and that was that.

He's in his usual ensemble – a plain grey shirt and black jeans. Out of the corner of your eye, you can make out the scowl on his face as he watches you, the disdain on his lips as you enter the room. You're wearing something he's never seen you in before – but it's not your outfit that catches his attention; rather, it's the strange accessory you have on. That is, the man whose arm is wrapped around your waist, who, for some godforsaken reason, seems to believe he has some right to touch you so intimately.

It’s not like Tachihara has some claim on you, either.

The both of you decided to just be friends and it was him who initiated that conversation in the first place. And yet, his gaze is scorching you as you walk to fix yourself a drink, and the minute you find yourself alone, he's following you out the door.

You're standing outside on the patio when you feel Tachihara's hand grab your wrist, then you hear his rough voice behind you. "You shouldn't be with that asshole, he's a piece of shit," he mutters, and his voice comes out angrier than he expects, surprising the both of you. "Trust me, he's in Port, too. That motherfucker can't do a goddamn thing right."

Annoyed, you snatch your wrist away and roll your eyes. "It's not that serious, trust me," you interrupt him, shuffling through your bag for your lighter and a pack of cigarettes. "Besides, who are you to tell me who I can and can't spend my time with?" you mumble.

He winces, then looks away shamefully, biting his lip at a loss for words. You have a point – he has no right to tell you what to do. Still, there's no hiding the hurt that's in his eyes. Then, he huffs frustratedly, grabbing the pack of cigarettes out of your hand and lighting his own. "You know what, you're so fuckin' stubborn."

"What's that supposed to mean?" you hiss, clearly pissed off. "Now, you're just making shit up –"

"– I mean, why do you need him?" he blurts out. "My dick not good enough for you?"

"You know what, Michi?" you scoff, completely thrown off by what he just said. "I can't believe you just said that. Honestly, fuck you. I know you're seeing other girls, too – I fucking know it."

"Huh?"

There's a look of bewilderment on his face, but you press on. "Who the fuck is Teruko? I saw her name on your phone the last time we were fucking. You're fucking other girls. Don't even fucking lie to me –"

"You idiot, that's my...” he sighs, resigning, then shakes his head in disbelief. You feel strong arms scoop you into a tender embrace, then feel yourself melt against the heat of his body as he holds your head firmly against his chest. “God, you’re an idiot..." he murmurs, running his fingers through your hair. "She's just a brat co-worker... and why were you snooping through my phone?"

He's warm, so warm. You wrap your arms around his waist, feeling tears welling up in your eyes, and smush your face against his shirt, hoping they don't stain. "You're so goddamn clingy," he mutters teasingly, stroking your hair. "Have you always been this way?"

"You're... one to talk," you protest, sniffling as you push him away lightly, "Hounding me because I... showed up with someone else..."

You hear him snicker, then his fingers are lacing through yours. "Oh yeah? Then let me make it up to you. Come here."

. . .

You recognize the vehicle immediately – it's the same one that you arrived in. He unlocks it easily with his metal manipulation, then the next thing you know Tachihara is backing you inside of it, kissing your lips like he's insatiable, his mouth traversing your neck and collarbone while his fingers recklessly tangle through your hair. It's nothing but the sound of gasps as your mouths meet frantically, exchanging spit as you swirl your tongues together. You latch your arms around his neck as he struggles to adjust the angle of the driver's seat with his spare hand, his other hand firmly gripping your waist as you crawl over him to straddle him. Then, "Ow, fuck!" you hear him grumble as you topple over him, kneeing him between the legs, and he snickers as the car honks when your ass bumps against the steering wheel.

His fingers make quick work of your shirt, and he carelessly tosses it to the backseat, but you curse at yourself for wearing pants instead of a skirt. He pulls back with a cheeky grin as you clumsily shimmy out of your clothes, struggling to undress yourself in the cramped car. "Just a fuckin' minute," you mutter irritably, rolling your eyes at him as he undoes his own belt smugly. Then, the next minute, you're on top of him again, his hands fitted to your waist, eyeing your body up and down.

"You're beautiful," he says. Beautiful – oh. The way he says it, he makes it sound so simple and plain – like it's something so obvious, something that he's always seen in you. Beautiful is a much different word than hot or sexy, and you know certainly the difference. You definitely felt it the last few times he's said it, when his arms have lingered around your waist a little too long, fingers grasping your skin ever so slightly. It was the whole reason you felt so damn spited after you saw someone else's name in his phone in the first place.

You feel your cheeks warming up, then you feel Tachihara capture your chin, bringing you to gaze into his glowing amber eyes, hot with desire. "You're not even gonna look at me?" he asks in a low hum, stroking a fire inside of you as you peer into his eyes. There's a mischievous grin on his face as he reads your expression, which has now become embarrassed. "You had so much to say earlier..."

"You're so goddamn annoying," you mumble, pushing him away weakly. Then, his lips are on yours again. Slow, sensual kisses that become quickly become fervent and desperate; he lifts you up, then you feel him reach for himself, easing the blunt head inside of you – and, oh.

God.

You'll never get used to the feeling of Tachihara's dick, and the way that it stretches you out so perfectly. You whimper as you sink down on his length. He smirks up at you, watching the way your eyelashes flutter at him as you feel him fill you up completely. You're gorgeous at this angle, looking like a doll sitting on top of him. You throb as you feel him grasp your hips tightly, then you drag your nails across his shoulders, making him groan.

Then, you start moving – muscles tensing in your legs as you lift your weight from him, then take him inch by inch until you're bouncing on top of him. He bites his lip and leans back to admire the view. "Fuck," he pants, then he throws his head back and exposes the pale, slender column of his neck, his calloused hands grabbing at you recklessly. "You look so hot when you ride me. God, fuck..."

– and you can just hear the sheer satisfaction in his voice as he grins up at the sight of you. While you look great in every position, cowgirl has to be one of his favorites. Something about having your tits shoved in his face just does it for him.

You're moaning filthily in his ear as he grabs your breasts, tweaking your nipples until you're crying out for him. Yeah, that's right – say his name, he thinks cockily as he grips you tightly. Forget about that asshole you came with. It should have been him who accompanied you here, not that dirty prick.

"God... I love fucking you," he says with a wild look in his eye, panting heavily. "Hell, what were you even doin' with that loser? Tryna' make me jealous or somethin'?" he hisses, skimming his teeth against a sensitive spot on your chest that makes you tug just a little tighter on his hair. "Hah, well it worked..." he groans, slamming your hips down against his harder and rougher. You stutter out his name, digging your nails into his shoulders as he takes control from you. "Don't look at anyone else besides me from now on. You're fucking mine."

There's not an ounce of lightheartedness in his voice, and when you meet his gaze, all you find is fierce amber eyes peering at you, waiting for you to claim him back. So, you kiss him – kiss him with all the ferocity that you can, weaving your fingers through his hair as you mold your body against his form, as you shove your waist firmly against his and feel him meet you deep inside. "Only if you're mine, too," you whisper softly, planting kisses along the freckles on his jawline. "Then, I'm yours, idiot. Who else's?"

There's a short pause – no words between you, nothing but your hearts beating fast. You're both silent, holding your breath.

Then, he cusses under his breath. "You know what? Fuck this. I need you. But not in his shitty car –

You're coming home with me."

© BSDAWGZ 2024. Do not steal or repost ANY of my works! That’s plagiarism, and it’s mean. :(( Beautiful dividers by @ v6que~!

[animeyanderelover]

Ah yes, there is nothing more beautiful than watching the Crunchyroll Awards when I am in a masochistic mood and still come out crying. I’m not even a seasonal watcher but even I could predict all of the winners when I checked out the nominations. I didn’t vote by the way since I don’t even use Crunchyroll. Since me and my friend already complained about it, I’ll rant a bit too so please take my salt.

I don’t think that Jujutsu Kaisen should have won Anime of the Year for the simple reason that apparently the Shibuya Arc didn’t even count for this nomination since it aired in Autumn. That means that pretty much only the first 5-6 episodes were a contender for this nomination and that isn’t even half of the show. They should have either completely excluded it from the nominations this year and instead nominated it next year or should have put in all of Jujutsu Kaisen. Instead now the season was split in parts and I will bet my liver that the Shibuya Arc will be nominated next year again. 5 episodes of an incomplete season are not better than other nominated Anime like Vinland Saga or Oshi No Ko. I’m not even sure if I would put Demon Slayer as a nomination since I liked this season but it just did not reach for me the same level that previous seasons had reached and I am sure that there were other Anime that were a lot more deserving of a nomination instead of Kny.

Best Continuing Series I already suspected either One Piece or Jujutsu Kaisen to win. I can’t say much about One Piece since I am currently at the Water 7 Arc but I will take it over freaking Jjk with its 5 nominated episodes. Once again I would be hesitant to put Demon Slayer in here since for me best continuing series implies that the newest season is either on the same par or even surpasses the previous season. Demon Slayer did not do this with the Sword Smith Village Arc for me for a couple of reasons. The antagonists felt very shallow and boring, the fights weren’t as good for me and whilst the last episode was quite good, it did not reach for me what the Entertainment District Arc did. Bungo Stray Dogs would have been in my opinion a better nomination than Demon Slayer.

Not surprised with Chainsaw Man winning Best New series but since I haven’t watched any of the shows nominated, I can’t say much about it. Same goes for Best Movie with Suzume as the winner and Best Original Series with Buddy Daddies as the winner.

Is anyone surprised by Demon Slayer winning Best Animation? I’m not and that was the only thing that for me was as good as previous seasons, although I do know the whole argument of them using 3D this season for some of the demons but honestly, that was nowhere near the worst CGI that Anime has given us such as Berserk 2017. I see why people would be upset since other contestants for Best Animation were shows like Mob Psycho 100. With Jujutsu Kaisen as a nominee I am conflicted due to the whole arguments of this season having the worst Animation in comparison to the first season and the movie but the poor Mappa employees were on such a tight schedule and the fact that they still delivered such amazing fight scenes despite the terrible treatment deserves respect. Also, where is Bleach in this nomination?! You cannot tell me that they couldn’t nominate it since Disney owns it considering that there were actually some categories where Bleach was still nominated for some reason!

Best Character Design went to Jujutsu Kaisen… How??? How did school uniforms win against the character designs of Hell’s Paradise, Oshi No Ko and Demon Slayer? Is it just Gojo that carried this category?? Am I the blind one for not loving him as much as other fans do??

Best Direction went to Jujutsu Kaisen.

Best Camera Work went to Jujutsu Kaisen.

Best Art Direction went to Demon Slayer.

Best romance was won by Horimiya: The missing Pieces. I’m not sure if that’s true but isn’t this series basically some sort of flashback where the characters look back on their school time. I’m pretty sure My Happy Marriage, Insomniacs after School or Skip and Loafer can beat what, if my memory is correct, is basically a series that shows all the scenes they couldn’t feature in the first season.

Best Comedy was won by Spy x Family and my friend was quite upset by that since she is a big Bocchi The Rock fan but I haven’t watched any of those shows.

Best Action was won by Jujutsu Kaisen. Considering that only the first arc of the series was nominated, I do not agree with this win. If Shibuya Arc would have also counted, I wouldn’t have complained but as it stands I would have preferred something like One Piece or Bleach to win this award.

Best Fantasy was won by Demon Slayer… Again. Guys, what is this? I love Demon Slayer but you can’t tell me that a show playing in a real historical period of Japan with the only fantasy element being the demons as well as maybe the Breathing Forms is a better fantasy show than Mushoku Tensei or The Ancient Magus’s Bride.

Best Drama was won by Attack on Titan The Final Season Chapter 1. What does that mean? Will the second chapter be nominated again then next year?! Oh, come on. How did an incomplete season win Best Drama against Mister I have no enemies?! Vinland Saga should have won that category.

Best Slice of Life went to Bocchi the Rock and since my friend was happy, I was happy too.

Best Main character was won by Luffy. I guess I can live with that. I’m actually surprised that they didn’t nominate Gojo in here but since the whole award show was basically sucking Jujutsu Kaisen off, I am happy to have a few categories where I am not haunted by Demon Slayer and Jujutsu Kaisen. I am just more biased towards Thorfinn in this category since his character development was amazing. If they really only counted the First Chapter of Attack on Titan in these Awards, I am not sure about putting Eren as a contender in this category since he had barely any screen time.

How are you going to take Jujutsu Kaisen’s Hidden Inventory Arc for the 2024 Crunchyroll Awards and then nominate Gojo as a side character?!?! He was the bloody main character in that arc since it was his past!! And then Gojo also wins this category where he absolutely doesn’t belong!!! The same counts for Suguru!! How can you nominate two guys from Jujutsu Kaisen who were on top of that main characters in this short arc?! Why not nominate someone from another Anime instead?! What about Bungo Stray Dogs?! What about Hell’s Paradise?! What about literally every other Anime that aired this year with an actual side character?! Why did Gojo win?!

I don’t care about the Must Protect At all Costs award going to Anya Forger. It’s just a weird award in my opinion.

Best Anime Song going to Idol from Yoasobi was no surprise and was deserved for the sheer impact it had not only on the Anime community but also the international success it earned.

Best Soundtrack going to Attack on Titan is no surprise. Hiroyuki Sawano, if you worked there again I will accept it.

Best Opening and Ending go to no one’s surprise to Jujutsu Kaisen and at this point I have no energy left anymore to be angry. Congratulations…not.

Best Japanese VA performance goes to Yuichi Nakamura for voicing Gojo Satoru… Why is Eren here again? That dude barely spoke any lines in the first half of the Final Chapters. There are a ton of other Japanese Va’s that not only spoke more than Eren but were also far better. Whilst I am not really suited for picking any since I don’t watch seasonal Anime, I think Uemura Yuuto for his performance as Thorfinn or Miyano Mamoru in his role as Dazai were far more deserving of a spot in here. Yuki Kaji, I really love you but you shouldn’t have been nominated in here for your performance as Eren in here due to the lack of a performance.

[fancyfeathers]

Society of Protection (Yandere Bungo Stray Dogs x reader x original characters) (normalized yandere au)

Chapter Seventeen

Priceless Tears

Prologue and oc intro

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter three

Chapter four

Chapter five

Chapter six

Chapter seven, part one

Chapter seven, part two

Chapter eight

Chapter nine

Chapter ten

Chapter eleven

Chapter twelve

Chapter thirteen

Chapter fourteen

Chapter fifteen

Chapter sixteen

The days have passed since your meeting with the Port Mafia and more preparations for the charity ball have been made. You watched as the other society members made their preparations, Emma and Dr. Stevenson making appointments for the three of you for hair and makeup before the ball, many of the society members have called seamstresses and tailors to get fitted for their dresses and suits. You on the other hand haven’t had much time for fittings, you  have been trying to uncover the secrets of your father’s estate and clean up the place a bit. Most of it was unimportant now, old cases and evidence from when he worked here in Yokohama for awhile, but that itself was a question. Why Yokohama?

But now your time in the dusty old house was truly biting you in the ass, the ball was in two days and you still had no dress. So now here you are, scurrying to get your coat and gloves on and get out the door while you’re chauffeur to bring the car out front, the main entrance of the apartment building. Right as you stepped out the door you turned your head to see Gaston talking to another man in a hushed tone. The man he was talking to was handsome to say the least, porcelain like skin with the slightest hint of freckles that may be more prominent in the summertime, blond fluffy hair, neatly cut, bright blue eyes, and dressed in elegant clothes fitting that of royalty with an stunning and most likely expensive blue coat to match his eyes over it all. Was this the man Gaston had told you about the other day, the one who could combat Fyodor’s ability?

To your embarrassment you’re staring at the new man did not go unnoticed. Both Gaston and the man looked up to you, Gaston with a smile and the blond with a look of curiosity, almost child like curiosity. Gaston walked over to you, leaning over and kissing your cheek like he does with his friends, society members, as a greeting. “Ahh mon ange, pardon our seemingly secret conversation, we had just arrived from the airport.” Gaston steps aside so you can get a clear look at the new man infront of you, a gentle smile on his face. “(Name) this is Leo Tolstoy, an old friend of mine. Don’t worry he is a member of the society. He just arrived from Moscow an hour ago.”

The man now known as Leo nodded, almost gracefully, placing a hand over his heart and giving a slight bow. “It is a pleasure to meet you, my lady. I hope we are able to work together well.”

He voice was euphonic, gentle, and almost ethereal, but retained a strong Russian accent, it was like Fyodor but not at the same time, Fyodor’s was scheming and calculating, nothing like Leo’s voice. You nodded and smiled, automatically letting down your guard around him. “I hope we do as well, but I should say my ability isn’t suited for combat like many others here like Dr. Stevenson and William Shakespeare.”

“Not a problem at all my lady, for mine is not either despite what the name of it may say, War and Peace. It much more says to the idea that after war comes peace.” He spoke with a smile, a light laugh coming from his throat, that even sounded elegant. “I am sure with our certain circumstances you will be able to see it in action.”

You two stared at each other for a moment longer, his blue eyes almost trying to read you, seeing what you are about. Gaston’s voice then both cut you out of your thoughts, or lack of there of for you. “Now then, I am sure (Name) has things to attend to and so do we.”

“What are you two going off to?” You questioned, your voice brimming with curiosity. The two men looked at each other with looks you couldn’t quite place, concern perhaps.

“Well that’s just it, we don’t exactly know.” Gaston answered, the composer sounding unsure for once. “The Port Mafia reached out to me last night on one of my walks, by reached out I mean grabbed me and dragged me into an ally with a knife at my neck and told me this. Apparently one of their executives went dark last night, no words, nothing from him at all. This was the same one who had Fyodor caught by that bounty hunter…”

Oh no

“…Due to my history with Fyodor they asked me to look into it, and given Leo’s ability I’m bringing him along, if it’s not already too late.”

Your heart sank at Gaston’s explanation. You knew with whatever this was that it was not good news at all, you could only hope that the Society gets put in more danger from his. Leo saw the worried expression on your face and gave you a smile, setting his hand on your shoulder. “Do not worry самый дорогой, hopefully it is nothing and if it is something we have my ability.”

“We can only hope.” You replied, half whispering. Your mind was off elsewhere, back at Mukurotoride, the way Fyodor touched you, spoke to you, handled you. He may have not done anything inappropriate to you or Gaston, but it was horrifying none the less. You quickly shook that thought away, slipping your gloves on getting ready to leave out into the city streets. “I-I should go, my car is probably waiting for me. I’ll see you all later tonight… stay safe, please.”

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You set out into the city, going to the higher end of the city where you are more likely to come across a dress that would suit the occasion. You went from shop to shop, but finding nothing. You didn’t want to bother Dr. Stevenson or Emma with such a thing due to your ill planning. It felt like you were dragging your feet and going no where. You were walking back to the car after another failed attempt at a shop for looking for a dress when you felt your phone ring in your pocket. You checked it and say it was Dr. Stevenson, you answered and you heard her voice, tired from the day so far, you believed she had a meeting this morning with her official office back in Europe. “(Name)? Are you there?”

“Yes Dr. Stevenson.” You replied as you stopped to talk, leaning against the exterior of a building near the corner that led into an alleyway. “I’m just out looking for a dress for the ball, I have been so busy lately that I haven’t had a chance to go looking for one.”

You could hear a loud sigh from her on the other end of the phone. “You could have asked me or Emma for help, or even looked in Miss Jane’s closet, she would lend you anything without a second thought. Didn’t she tell you what mine is yours? She meant that fully.”

You were taken aback by her sudden comment, borrow something of Miss Jane’s? You couldn’t even ask her, she was god knows where. “W-well I didn’t think about that, what should I do now?”

“Just come back here, we’ll get you sorted out.” She replied, you could hear the clicking of heels in the background, she probably was just getting back to the apartment building now. “Have you even checked your closet first? I’m sure Miss Jane had something made for you when you first joined.”

“…N-no…” 

“(Name), what am I going to do with you?” The doctor spoke with a laugh, clearly not seriously scolding you. “Any way, I’ll have some tea made and we can figure dresses over tea and lunch.”

“Thank you, I’ll be heading back- wha- mmmh!” You were cut off by a hand being slapped over your mouth and an arm wrapping around your neck and dragging you back into the alleyway behind you. You had dropped your phone and you could hear the doctor’s panicked voice distantly over the line. 

You could barely process anything between your heart pounding in your ears and the lack of oxygen in your lungs from the hand on your mouth and the arm on your neck. You kicked and tried to bite the attacker’s hand , trying to get away, but you couldn’t, they were far stronger compared to you. In your struggle you could feel your kidnapper use their hand of their arm that was wrapped around your neck to grab the wrist of one of your flailing arms and you would feel the wrist and and a pop, you wanted to scream.

Your vision was starting to go black from the lack of oxygen, you felt your body being tossed in the back of a truck, human trafficking you could guess, it was fairly common in a port city like this. You laid there, hoping the society members would find you and mentally cursing yourself for not watching your surroundings. The last thing you could process was the light fading as your kidnapper went to close the door of the shipping truck, then the sound of yelling, silence, then light again as the door to the truck opened and a figure dressed in red approached you, and then your vision faded to nothingness.

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You awoke with a pounding in your head, it was awful. You opened your eyes to see white, your vision focused and you saw that you were in a hospital room. Your wrist felt numb and your lungs, heavy. Before your body could adjust to your new surroundings you could hear a voice from next to you. “Oh you’re awake.”

You glanced over to see a man, red military uniform that included a hat, cape, and… sword? Yes a sword. Your eyes drifted up to his face, fair skin, a smile, and white hair with red tips… the same man who saved you from the car crash a few days prior, just dressed differently. “I-It’s you… from the other day.”

Your throat felt terribly dry, you didn’t know how long you were out. You watched as the man stood up and took a water bottle from the side table and helped you drink. “The doctors say your windpipe is damaged and your left wrist was dislocated, you should be released in a few hours on the other hand.” He set the water bottle on the side table again, but not sitting down again. A sigh escaped his lips and a thin smile formed in his lips. “Funny how I ended up saving you again, only now I was on duty.”

“On duty? Who exactly are you?”

“Oh did I not introduce myself last we met?” You shook your head to his question. “Well then my name is Saigiku Jouno, I am a member of the military police unit known as the Hunting Dogs.”

Your mind raced back to the restaurant and your conversation with Emma

“There is one issue, and I wish to say this was a small problem but I’m reality this is the danger of the situation. How familiar are you with the Hunting Dogs? They’re a part of the Military Police.”

“Not much I’m afraid, but I would guess they’re not the people you want to get involved with.”

“That would be correct. They are an official special military division tasked by the government to hunt down and capture ability users with powerful dangerous abilities when they begin abusing them and using them for criminal or terrorist actions, making them one of the most powerful military units available to the government. I’ve been told by a friend of the Society’s in the government, Mr. Tonan, I trust you’re familiar, that the Society hasn’t gone unnoticed by them, especially after recent events. Both myself and Dr. Stevenson think they may show up to such a public event that the Society would be hosting.”

You could feel your heart racing in your chest, this man was a hunting dog, and you for a lack of a better word are apart of an illegal organization. Then it hit you, he could hear your heart beat and your breathing. You quickly snapped yourself out of your thoughts, trying to find something to use an excuse for your fast heartbeat, the shock of everything, yes that’s a good excuse. “Are you alright? Your heart rate and breathing have speed up after I mentioned that.”

“W-what? S-sorry, I-I’m just in shock of everything…” You made yourself pause and stutter on your words. “W-what exactly happened?”

“I see, well you were a victim of an attempted kidnapping by a human trafficking ring. I was sent out to stop them and I encountered them when I heard your muffled screams, struggled breathing, and sped up heart rate. You led me right to them, Miss (Name).” Your eyes widened in horror, you never told him your name. You watched as he reached into his pocket and pulled out your phone, the same one you had dropped on the ground. “You know I would be mad at you for lying to me me but it is only a half lie you told, you are in shock of what’s happened but you know that I know that you are a member of the Society of Protection, an illegal organization.”

Your heart sank and you looked away, half expecting for him to tell you that you’re under arrest… but he didn’t. You saw the smile come across his face as he spoke, almost unfitting the situation…

“I’m not going to hurt you. I just want to ask a few questions…”

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reader status- injured, will not be able to use weapons such as handguns and knives

[royalrambler]

Writing Commissions!! Now Open!!

hihello royal here !!! uhm life happens tbh and i just lost my current source of income, sooo

i’m opening writing commissions !! just dm me here or on discord (moriensstellarum) to start !!

my rates: (cashapp only)

semi cheap since i really do need commissions right now! my cashapp info will be given once the planning process is over!!

$5 usd: every 1k words

+$5 usd: fandoms i am not in or completely original

+$2 usd: for oc, self insert, or x reader works (mc from twisted wonderland doesn’t count!!)

current fandoms:

fire emblem three houses

genshin impact

my hero academia

identity v

bungo stray dogs

haikyuu

demon slayer

good omens

star wars (all movies and shows)

legend of zelda (breath of the wild and tears of the kingdom)

twisted wonderland

project sekai

voltron: legendary defender

pokèmon

danganronpa (in progress)

jujutsu kaisen (in progress)

kingdom hearts (in progress it’s a lot of games)

Persona 5

please be through in explaining what you’d like (i.e. pairings, au if any kind, plot, etc) and allow for 5-8 days from the end of planning for writing to be completed

will do:

fluff

angst

action/violence(to a point)

mild gore or body horror

legal non toxic pairings of any kind(including poly)

if it’s not listed i probably won’t write it. you can still ask since i think i missed a couple of things, but this is your warning you might get denied. i also only write ragbro’s as platonic/familial.

writing sample:

this piece is reposted from my flufftober writing !!

This was a scene that Byleth could go on without repeating over and over again, but alas, the flow of time is a fickle thing, and the loss is necessary. Countless times, they had tried other ways to snap Dimitri back into reality, only to fail in the end. This was the only way to succeed.

The rain was warm, unusual for this area, but it made it seem like the heavens were weeping for the loss of such a great man and knight. Perhaps they were. Byleth certainly had the first few times they lived through it. But now their grief has been replaced by a determination to end this cycle. To have this be the last time they watch as Rodrigue sacrifices himself in order to save Dimitri. Let this be the final version of this particular encounter.

The sky grew darker as Byleth waited, the rain soaking them to the bone. They would continue to wait as long as needed… He would come. And soon, just as many times before, the soon-to-be king rounded the corner, and they stepped out of the shadows into his path.

“What do you want?”

His voice was harsh, almost intentionally so, as if Byleth’s mere presence was an annoyance. The first times they heard it, they flinched and held their tongue to placate the prince. The times after they had responded with anger or indifference. They all worked out in the end, but none were right. But now…

“I know where you’re going. You don't have to do this, Dimitri.” Their voice remained calm, even as anger flashed across his face.

“This isn’t your concern!” Dimitri spat out. “Get out of my way. Now.”

Byleth simply glared as he menacingly stepped closer. If one thing remained true, it was that Dimitri would never harm them. He could act like it was all he wanted, but they knew the truth.

“Going to Enbarr will not fix anything! Do you really think it will appease the dead? Or will it simply add Edelgard’s corpse to those that haunt you?"

“Do not speak of that vile woman as if she is a friend! It is their voices that demand her head! Only then will they finally get to rest peacefully. Don’t speak of matters you could never understand."

Dimitri took a moment, seemingly to compose himself. His anger had faded slightly, making way for something else. Something different. Grief? Was he perhaps finally letting himself grieve for his losses after all these years? Or was it simply resignation?

“Death…” He continued, his voice becoming thick with emotion. “Death is the end. No matter how much lingering regret a person has, after death, they are powerless. They cannot even wish for revenge, much less seek it out. Hatred. Regret. Those burdens fall on the shoulders of those who are left behind. They fall to me. I must continue down this path! And it is far too late to stop... You know this much already."

Byleth’s gaze softened as they watched his anger bleed into resignation and acceptance of his self-imposed fate.

“But you don’t have to do it alone. You’ve got me and so many others! You don’t have to throw your life away in the pursuit of revenge! Surely there is-“

“There is no other way! That is merely the logic of the living. It's meaningless. Those who died with lingering regret... They will not loose their hold on me so easily.

“But you seem to have all the answers... So tell me, professor. Please, tell me... How do I silence their desperate pleas? How do I... How do I save them? Ever since that day nine years ago... I have lived only to avenge the fallen. It is the only thing that keeps me alive... My only reason to keep moving forward...”

Byleth let out a soft huff of laughter, mainly out of nervousness. “I haven’t been your professor in a long time, Mitya... I was hardly qualified to be that in the first place, but even I know to not deny the Archbishop. But you’ve suffered enough. You must forgive yourself; move towards accepting the past and embracing the future.”

“But then who…or what…should should I live for?”

“Live for what you believe in. Live for yourself, and if you can’t do that, then make me the reason to keep on living.”

“What I believe in..." Dimitri shook his head slightly and turned his face up towards the sky. “Rodrigue said the same thing. But is it possible? I am a murderous monster. My hands are stained red. Could one such as I truly hope for such a life? As the sole survivor of that day, do I... Do I have the right to live for myself?”

Byleth placed a gentle hand on Dimitri’s cheek and turned his face back towards them. “No one’s hands are ever truly clean in this world. Asking that would be the same as asking me if I deserved the life I live. Each day you continue to live serves as proof that you deserve to live and live for yourself. And if you ever forget that, you will always have me to remind you.”

“I’ve got you…” Dimitri whispered as the professor pulled him into a gentle embrace. As he returned it, Byleth began to softly hum an ancient and gentle song. “You’re… You’re so warm… Have you always been?”

[im-not-a-l0ser]

Here's the beginning of my WIP for this prompt.

@milgram has also written this prompt, which definitely motivated me, since people were actually interested in it-- and you can go read that if you aren't satisfied with my incomplete story-- along with @gomen 's comment. So. Hope you guys enjoy.

Comments, reblogs and any other form of peer pressure on this will be very helpful, so have at it. Even art mayhaps 👀

Max wasn’t a nerd, but he did like Pokemon. Looking at Pokemon shit on TikTok didn’t make him a nerd. 

Everyone liked Pokemon! Everyone grew up with Pokemon and wanted a relationship with their pet like Ash had with Pikachu. And most people liked Pokemon Go, especially Max, since it gave him a nice excuse to not be in the house.

Either way, scrolling through Pokemon stuff and going down a rabbit hole of Pokemon cosplays didn’t make him a nerd. 

The person he was stuck on right now went by the name Rocket or “Rocky”, which he assumed was a reference to their first cosplay: James from Team Rocket. Which was also the first one that Max saw.

The third video on their account was one of him in both a Jesse and a James cosplay, doing the Team Rocket opening. 

(Max might’ve watched that video about seven or eight times, entranced by how amazing the cosplays were)

The most remarkable thing about any of Rocky’s cosplays was the makeup. With white eye-liner making his eyes look bigger and more like an anime character, and contour depeaning their features, and everything accented the colour of his contacts and the shade of his wig. 

Max scrolled through about half their content in two hours, everything ranging from Pokemon to Persona 5 to JuJutsu Kaisen and Bungo Stray Dogs. Max didn’t know what most of those were, but the cosplayer made them look so beautiful and interesting. Despite the fact that Max didn’t know any of the characters, he was always heartbroken through every angst post. 

Ones that really got to him were characters named ‘Atsushi,’ and ‘Akutagawa.’ Admittedly, Akutagawa reminded him of himself, and how much he wanted to please the Dazai that was his father. 

Apparently Rocky liked Dazai, which Max just did not understand; he did not seem like a likeable character. Hell, the character himself did not like himself— from what Max saw, it looked like his whole personality was suicide and killing. 

A video of Rocky dressed like ‘PM Dazai’ essentially flirting with the camera, captioned ‘POV: You’re literally anyone in the Port Mafia,’ made Max blush. He’d never ever admit that, but wow. Who knew a dark wig, brown contacts, a suit, and bandages could be so charming. 

Max liked his ‘Rin Okumura’ cosplay, which looked like he used his natural eyes and hair for. 

Well, not natural hair, but his actual hair. His hair was dyed a dark blue, but Max could tell it wasn’t a wig because of the shaved sides beneath the hair. 

He looked kind of familiar, but he was just… he was kind of just a white guy with blue eyes and short hair. And Max wasn’t great with faces generally, it was probably just another white guy. 

Max laughed loudly when he found Rocky’s Hatsune Miku cosplay, and smiled at the caption that said ‘look… my friends kept harassing me about cosplaying her, and they bought everything for it, so i guess i owed it to them.’

Not that it was the first time seeing Rocky in shorts, but Max did quite like the Hatsune Miku cosplay too. 

Rocky seemed to be most proud of his ‘Sigma’ and ‘Nikolai’ cosplays. Which, when Max looked up pictures of the characters, he decided that yes, Rocky should be proud of them. They were both very personalised, and Rocky did an amazing job of making Nikolai look as deranged as he did in the show— according to a few gifs Max saw. 

Sigma made Max sad, but wow Rocky was so pretty. With shimmery eyeshadow and coloured lashes that matched Sigma’s split hair, and beautiful lavender contacts that exposed just enough of Rocky’s natural blue eyes to compliment them perfectly. 

The first night Max had seen Rocky’s account, he didn’t end up getting to sleep until about 2 am.

From there, he kept up on his account. 

In every video, Rocky was so amazing and beautiful, and Max who wasn’t in any way interested in cosplay and cosplaying but anyone would be able to tell how much passion and dedication was put into every character. 

Just looking at him made him smile. 

He left one comment and a few likes, despite watching dozens of videos. He didn’t want to spam like and get Rocky shadow-banned. 

‘I don’t give a shit about anime, but you look fantastic. Just wow.’

And he finally went to bed.

In the morning, he had a notification; a response from Rocky. 

‘... What? How did you get here??? Wtf??’

Max laughed. 

‘Idk, but I like it here.’

The response came fairly quickly. 

‘Okay I guess?’

___________________

“Hey, so you guys know my online self, Rocky?” Richie asked, stabbing the sub-par cafeteria food with his flimsy plastic fork.

“Sure,” Pete responded. 

“Yeah, still waiting for you to invite me to film with you,” Ruth pouted.

“After you get the headgear off,” Richie dismissed. He swallowed and leaned closer to his friends. “Max Jagerman found my account.”

[felixknow]

Now don’t be shy and tell me those one direction blogs bc same although I wrote them on Wattpad in my language but ahh so nice that you as well like 1D 🥹

Also what kind of anime do you like? 👀 (I’ll defo check it out)

And lowkey forgot when I actually got into into skz but I think it is around may for me when I went from listening to their music to actually watch content from them etc (I’m but sure since I have heard them bc I listen to other groups as well but other than knowing a couple songs and maybe seen them here or there that’s it) so I am also a baby stay (idk when I won’t consider myself that hahah)

LOL idk about that, it's pretty embarrassing stuff looking back. I'd have to look through everything first before I gave those out

My anime one is @oikasugayama !!!! It's mostly Bungo Stray Dogs fanfic but sometimes I reblog other anime

We're both babies!!!!! Happy first stay day to us babies!!!!!

I'm brand new to kpop in general. SKZ is gonna be my ult group I just know it but I'm also really liking Ateez, and I keep meaning to look into BIBI bc I LOOOOOVE some of her songs, and I also want to get into RIIZE bc of a silly thing my friend and I did once lol long story

[popcorn428]

hi :D

how’re you doing?

what do you like about bungo stray dogs? I’m thinking about starting the anime after I’m not quite as obsessed with my current obsession.

sorry if this seems sudden by the way - also I used to be @book-buni but I changed my username !

hope you have a good rest of the week and month and a good day when you read this :))))))

hi!!

I’m alright I just got off VC with some online friends :)) also it’s 6am and haven’t went to bed yet so sorry if my answer has really bad grammar

HI THIS IS ADTER THE ESSAY I WROTE THERE ARE SOME SPOILERS SORRY

and to answer you question, I like the mental health/illness that plays apart if every characters story and how good Asagri displays it. My favorite characters that show this are Dazai and Atsushi.

Dazai struggles with depression and alienation it seems, and while the story is obviously fiction his mental health feels so so real for a character, well at least to me it is. The suicide jokes he tells and the book he reads all the time also pushes this for me because you feel like it’s always in his mind which I feel like is realistic to how it is in real life when you’re struggling mentally.

As for Atsushi, he has a ton of flashbacks and hallucinations which I feel is a good rep for PTSD bc it shows that type of shit doesn’t just go away even when you’re in a better situation with people who care about you because now that you’re in a safer place you have to come to terms with everything which will have a lasting effect on you. Another thing I like about BSD is the absurdism philosophy it follows. All the characters live in a messy universe, but they all have things they care about, things they value, things and people they love for and I find that beautiful to watch even if it does hurt.

Also no character is completely good or bad, they all fall on a spectrum of morally gray. For example, Atsushi met Dazai because he intended to rob him because he was starving and Odasaku used to be an assassin. These are two characters that are seen as good people in the fandom but they do have their flaws too. Then you look at the “darker characters” like Mori, Kouyo, or Dazai they all have done terrible things but alot of the time they either do it for good reasoning or because their wasn’t away around it it seems.

and a majority of characters are labeled as eccentrics, personally I find comfort in abnormal people or characters so this was a plus. I wouldn’t say most of them aren’t too crazy on the surface until you look at some of the details lol

Also the character development is so cool, you can especially see this in Atsushi and akutagawa in how they influence each other. They started off as enemies but are becoming partners against other organizations that threaten Yokohama. I would go more in to detail but I feel as I already spoiled a lot in the show.

Also it’s angsty, I love angst, I live off angst, since probably 5 years old. and it’s silly I live my silly little characters

this goes into the manga, but I love the art too it’s so pretty and detailed you just gotta stare at it and admire it sometimes

I said this briefly, but I like the relationships between characters and how they’re all unique and how each relationship leaves a lasting imprint on the characters. This is seen heavily in akutagawa and Atsushi like I said, plus odasaku and Dazai.

I’ve mentioned a lot of the main characters more, but every individual character is amazing too and has and appeal to them.

Also, while my blog is mainly BSD I also love black butler and would recommend that too!! Just look into a watch order first lmao

anyways I’m curious, what’s your current obsession atm?

[gurokichi]

Hello Bon! Good morning, I hope your day has been good so far! It was so nice to wake up to a notification from you this morning (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) feeling like such a spoiled little doll, already getting used to patiently awaiting your responses!

I hope you enjoy Beetlejuice when you get around to watching it! Doll is so happy to hear you'll give their recommendation a watch!!! Do you have any shows or movies you've watched recently that'd you'd recommend to others? I'd love to watch anything you recommend, even if it isn't something I'd usually watch, I'm sure it'll be great.

Doll really does have a hard time trying to contain all of its emotions. Only so much can go on in a little head like mine,,, Dainty doll with a small brain (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

Awe almost sounds like you'd enjoy it if I was possessive and jealous over you! 💕 How sweet and cute of you, you are almost sounding more like a little doll than I am, hm? I know usually you are the Dainty doll or dumb little pup, you just fall so easily into your usual place <3

-Your Doll 🎀

Hello, Dolly!! Good morning to you too. Or good afternoon… I’m answering this really late, so I have no idea. Sorry to have taken so long to reply!! I was asleep when you sent your asks, ehehe.. (・・;)

I’ll try my best to spoil you with my attention, a cute thing like you shouldn’t be kept waiting for too long!

I’m sure that I’ll enjoy it! If I remember to, I’ll post my thoughts on it here for you after I’ve watched it. And unfortunately, I do not have much to recommend. I’ve never been big into watching shows and movies, dunno why. I guess I just forget that they’re there. I have such a backlog of things I need to watch because of that aughh. Although I’ve been rewatching Bungo Stray Dogs recently… it’s a pretty good anime if you’ve never watched it. I’m enjoying it, trying to catch up to my friend since there’s a couple seasons I haven’t watched.

Awh, you poor thing! That’s quite alright, Dolly. I understand that sweet dolls like you are gonna have a hard time containing such big emotions. You’re just adorable.. no need to think so much, that does no good for your simple little mind!

I have no shame, I would enjoy it. I’d adore seeing people fight for my attention. That’d be just the cutest thing! Of course, I couldn’t let that get too serious… I’d hate for someone to have their feelings hurt or get scared off. And don’t forget your place, Dolly. You’re my doll, not the other way around!! I may usually be in your place, but you’re the one who came to me, begging for my attention. …Thank you for the compliments, though.

I think you may have sent your other ask off anon on accident… so, I’ll be answering that here too. I wouldn’t wanna expose my doll’s blog if it was an accident. Feel free to correct me if that was intentional, though!

Every time I get a notification, I hope it's you, then get sad when it isn't,,, just a needy doll (╥﹏╥)

Oh my, I’m sorry, Doll!! No need to be sad, even if it’s not me, I could never stay away from my Doll for too long. Seems like I need to post more so my needy little doll doesn’t miss me too much, hm? ^^

[thesimpsbasement]

Misunderstanding you

Pairing: Dazai x fem!reader

Fandom: Bungo stray dogs

Genre: Enemies to lovers

Warnings: blood/violence

-MOD Saya

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Thump with one hit you fell to the ground unable to keep balance. Breathing heavily everything blurry out of sight.

A laugh escaped his mouth, a sinister one filling anger and embarrassment in you.

"I knew you would lose, you never change," Dazai said, standing and looking down at your weak state, a glint of Amber sparkling from his eyes.

"I-i will k-ill" you coughed out blood before you could even finish the last sentence

" don't ever start a fight you know you won't win. I hope we never cross paths again (name)" Dazai turned his back to you, turning his head towards you once more then leaving.

“(name)!! Are you ok?” your friend Hina asked for your aid as she saw you in a vulnerable state but you got yourself into this so you deserved it.

You had no energy to move an inch but Hina was already tending your wounds and examining your body for any more injuries.

Opening your eyes you found yourself resting in a rather unfamiliar room attempting to sit up however you found it difficult, your body collapsing back into the bed too weak to even move.

A Few hours had passed by and I woke up to the sound of people chatting as you lay on a bed. Unfamiliar with the atmosphere you got up wincing slightly in pain probably still from the fight from before.

You notice the nurse looking at you then smiling as she approached you she touched your forehead gently wrote something down then left the room.

Sighing, you drank the cup of water left on the table sitting up straight and found a man with a blank expression sitting in front of you. He wore a white coat and his hair dark as his expression you felt a sinister aura from him although he had done nothing yet.

“Who are you?” you questioned looking at him curiously.

He stood up and walked towards you maintaining eye contact and stopped when he was close enough.

“I’m Fyodor Dostoevsky it's a pleasure to meet you” he gave a smile not reaching his eye, intimidating you.

Willingly you shook his hand feeling his warmth but when looking up at him you felt his cold gaze giving you a mix of fear and a welcome.

“Why are you here?” you asked, still unaware of the fact that he is in here alone with you.

“You must hate Dazai right he did this to you?” he replied with a smile

“Yes I do” you continued, raising an eyebrow.

“Well we have that in common. I was thinking maybe we should work together. I have a great deal to offer” Fyodor said, clapping his hands together.

“Let me know if you’d like to join me, meet me at this location in 3 days if you are willing to join me,” he said, handing you a piece of paper and immediately leaving. Staring at the paper in hand you wondered what sort of enemies Dazai had already made..

Three days had went by and you were in better condition and the hospital had let you out as soon as you signed the papers and today was the day your deal was to end or begin with Fyodor after a long thought you thought it was a great deal besides you couldn’t get rid of Dazai just on your own since you nearly died last time.

You decided to meet Fyodor at the location he suggested making your way there. It grew into dark hours quickly. Finally making it there you stood in front of the building and looked at the paper in your hand thinking you got the wrong place.

“I see you made it this means you accepted my invitation” You heard Fyodor from a corner as he started walking closer to you turning to him.

“Ah yes i thought about the deal and i think we have the same goal so i think we’ll understand each other oh and i forgot to introduce myself earlier i go by (name)” you said holding your hand out to him with a smile on your face.

Fyodor stood silently then accepted your gesture.

“Is there something wrong with  Fyodor” you asked as he seemed more silent than usual. It was as if someone was watching him before you could look around you were disturbed by some laughter and it was Fyodor.

“What are you doing here…. Dazai?” Fyodor said, looking behind you, making you turn immediately.

“The real question is what are two doing here together” Dazai said looking at you after finishing his sentence you quickly avoided his gaze deciding to avoid at all costs right now.

“That is none of your concern” Fyodor said, then holding you closer.

“Just play along for now” he whispered

“I need a moment with you (name)” For some reason you could see annoyance in Dazai’s tone.

“You can say it here” you replied

“Don’t get involved with Fyodor. I know him better than you and you are putting yourself in a trap. You can come with me or I'll let you destroy yourself. Before you could say anything you got hit on the head making you fall to the ground.

“Well now that i got her out of the way” Fyodor said, lifting his gun at gunpoint to Dazai.

“You really love doing this Fyodor but you always lose when it comes to these sorts of games” Dazai  said, quickly launching Fyodor unarmed. He quickly tried to make it closer to your unconscious body. He was worried about you most of all he didn’t know why but he did.

Dazai quickly cocked the gun off Fyodor and shot him in the hand and held you in his arms and ran for escape when he was away from the scene he looked at your resting face unaware of what just unfolded. He didn’t know where you lived so he decided to take you to his place.

As he entered he lay on his bed making you comfy leaving the living room to grab a drink he didn’t know but you found yourself awake immediately waking up.

“What” you whispered to yourself then getting up from the bed and leaving the unfamiliar room. That’s when you caught sight of Dazai and you panicked. You then grabbed the nearest weapon-like object which was a bat and held it up for defence.

“What am i doing here” Dazai looked at you with a smile of relief since you were doing ok he didn’t care as long as there was no dead body laying in his house.

“I told you to be careful about Fyodor he nearly killed you” Dazai sipped more of his drink

“I don’t understand you nearly killed me and now you are saving me make sense Dazai”

You said you were confused by his behaviour.

“You know that wasn’t me out there who nearly killed you, that was one of fyodor’s men he’s been watching you for a while” dazai said as you looked at him in disbelief and held the bat down.

“(name) i’d never hurt a woman i’m a gentleman unlike Fyodor” he said with a playful tone.

You sat down on the sofa and held your head down trying to process what happened the past three days.

“It is okay (name) i’d be confused too” Dazai patted your head and took a seat next to you on the sofa.

“Don’t get too comfortable i still hate you” you reminded him

“But fine” he scoffed

“I’ll start leaving, I can't stay here much longer,” you said getting up but Dazai held you back down onto the sofa.

“You can hate me but after what happened it's not safe for you to go back home” Dazai said, making you give up on escaping.

“I guess I'm stuck with you then,” you said, crossing your arms.

“Ah what about movie night to break the tension” Dazai got up and turned off the lights and got a blanket.

Few minutes passed and you were well into the movie Dazai had picked. It was horrible. The last thing you wanted was to seem scared around him but what was funny is you saw him shaking and hanging onto his dear life watching the movie making you laugh.

“Not so cocky now huh” you scoffed at Dazai as he hugged you in fear before he could say anything sinister music from the movie started playing and you both focused on the movie once again. You may not have noticed but both of you were hugging too scared of what might happen next then a dead body fell in front of the main character making you both scream at the sudden silence.

“Did the movie just end like that” you said, still holding onto Dazai as he smiled at you making you let go immediately.

Dazai didn’t let you go so easily and pulled you back into his arms making your heart flutter. You didn’t know why you suddenly felt hot and your heart was beating fast. Maybe because of the drinks you shook away the thoughts.

"(name), I truly like you." Dazai proposed placing your hand on his chest and feeling his fast heart rate. He then held your chin with his hand, forcing you to look at him. You could tell he was serious by the look of love in his eyes.

“Your blushing” he said, making you look away but then he leaned in to kiss and you gladly accepted as he pinned you down to the sofa and he was above you then he broke the kiss and looked at you endearingly kissing you again carefully his touch lethal yet soft.

“I never thought i’d fall in love with you of all people but i did” you smiled looking at him as he smiled back at you as you both cuddled.

[angst-in-space]

february '24 writing progress

words written: 7.9k

most words written in a day: 1,502

least words written in a day: 0

yearly total: 18.7k

projects worked on:

ya sci-fi book rewrites

sylvix pacrim au

matchablossom bedsharing fic

sylvix dreamscape fic ch 10 edits

planning some bsd fics...

works published in february:

none

february goals:

*stares into the camera* please let me finish ya sci-fi book rewrites. please for the love of god

keep working on query package

perhaps send out one query for funsies

finish editing sylvix dreamscape fic ch 10 and send to betas

work on fic at least a little??

maybeee at least touch one of my other books i.e. keep working on arctic monster book or planning space dads book, idk we’ll see

march goals:

if i don't finish ya sci-fi book rewrites this month you all have to kill me fr

errrm work on query package some more...?

finish editing sylvix dreamscape ch 10

work on other fics if i have time

keep planning bsd fics

notes:

haha... pain...

idk. rough month for me, lads. my mental health was hmm not great. i'm still not done with my ya sci-fi book rewrites and to be frank i feel like shit about it LOL. only rewrote like One Chapter and i still have like 7(??) more to go so....urrgghh. some delusional part of me believes i can still finish it this month somehow but at this rate it'll probably take me the rest of the year so lmao who knows at this point!! not me!

i did at least work a bit on my query package this month so wooo!!! a friend was helping me out with it so i still have a ton of edits to do on my query/synopsis but that's a problem for future me.

i did have some stupid plan to send out a single query just for funsies by end of february—and honestly i was gonna do it, but... missed the deadline to query the one agent i was going to query, and took that as a sign for the universe that it was an idiotic idea anyway. lol. maybe by end of march, but i am feeling so hopeless about my book currently that that's a very very big Maybe.

i also worked a bit on sylvix dreamscape fic ch 10 edits... unfortunately there was a big chunk in the middle i've had to basically totally rewrite bc i changed some stuff and also hated what i'd written but akdfjdk i really do want to finish it this month ;; i know some people are anxiously waiting for the ending so i feel terrible that it's been so long... hopefully i will make the wait worth it 🙏

umm wellll ALSO fell into bungo stray dogs hell this past month. i had actually been watching it since...september?? (can that be right?) but took me like six months to get through the whole thing, then suddenly the brainrot hit haha. and i ended up getting like three fic ideas for it soooo... i've been vaguely working on planning those! no idea when i will have time to actually write any of them (esp considering the 14938 fic wips i already have) but hope to at least keep planning them during march.

aaaand yeah that's all for now folks! 💃

[the-frosty-mac]

the thing is that Death Note is the first anime I’ve ever actually watched start to finish? I’ve just never been able to get far into any anime before, especially since i’ve historically only really tried to watch battle shonen with hundreds of episodes and my unpredictable whims and hyperfixation phases make it HARD to binge that much in a short enough time period to get to the end before i’m suddenly obsessing over something entirely separate

so i think, given how enjoyable I found Death Note, I’m gonna give other shows a shot too. especially since my intense lack of anime experience is a major blow to my nerd cred

My options for the next anime I’d be curious to watch are as follows:

- Neon Genesis Evangelion

- Dungeon Meshi

- Mob Psycho 100 (I tried watching it once and did really, really enjoy it, but I don’t handle secondhand embarrassment well at all and, uh. Just look at Reigen)

- Code Geass

- Madoka Magica

- Akuma Kun

- Kaiju No. 8

- Chainsaw Man

- Bungo Stray Dogs

- Haikyu

My current top two picks are NGE and Dungeon Meshi, since the former is a must-watch to get, like, a quarter of all internet pop culture references, and half my friends are into the latter. Both should be fairly quick watches given episode counts, which solves the “I can’t watch shows that are too long unless the stars align” problem

I’ve elected to not put the super major classic must-watch battle shonen up there because those are almost always a million episodes long and I’d like to build my way up to that sort of thing. Some of the ones I did list are pushing it, I know, but whatever. I’m technically already watching One Piece (by way of One Pace) but even that’s something I’m only making slow, occasional progress in

[rye-rice]

Bungo Stray Dogs: An Essay on the Parallels of SKK and SSKK? IDK anymore (Spoiler Heavy?? Thread Carefully)

Introduction:

Before writing this essay I have watched the anime up till season 4, read the manga in its entirety up to chapter 107, read the manga version of beast, watched the dead apple movie and read storm bringer. So a pretty substantial chunk of the BSD universe but not the entirety of it. I might get things wrong because I have a shitty memory and the last time I watched the BSD anime in its entirety was like in 2021. Originally, I had written an essay detailing the SSKK fight with Fukichi on the ship to my friends. Today I will further explore the themes that were addressed in that essay.

Issue 1: Their First Meeting

It is evident throughout the BSD series that Dazai thought that Atsushi and Akutagawa would be great working together and saw them as a second generation of what him and Chuuya were once. In the earlier episodes of Season 1 there is a scene in which the ADA showed Atsushi a picture of Akutagawa telling him to stay away from him and to run if he was spotted. Later on when outside with the Tanizaki siblings is the first meeting between the two. They fought and Dazai stopped it using No Longer Human. To me this seems like a somewhat parallel to SKK's own first meeting which involved Chuuya also not having the best impression of Dazai and wanting to fight him.

Issue 2: Their Trust

Unlike in SKK, SSKK does not have nearly the same level of trust if any at all. All of them working together is to please Dazai or for some other ulterior motive that does not exactly require them to have a substantial amount of trust in each other at all. However to say that they are completely devoid of trust in one another is entirely inaccurate. Atsushi struggles in his belief that Akutagawa will protect him where Akutagawa is completely confident in Atsushi's skills. That's why he's willing to give Atsushi his coat during the fight in Cannibalism against the Earth Ground Monster thingy underground. By giving Atsushi his coat, Akutagawa makes himself vulnerable as he is unable to use Rashōmon to defend himself (later we find out he can actually still use rashōmon but he probably prefers not to).

In dead apple, I feel that it is implied that Akutagawa had full faith in Atsushi that he would figure out that Byakko is his. And would thereafter gain back control of his ability and later join them in Mukurotoride (Skull Fortress the stupidest designed shit ever like who even designed it it looks like it could fall apart with a small gust of wind? Also the foundations are way to slim not to mention how parts of the building itself are held together with impossibly narrow beams we can discuss this later) Which honestly, that's crazy I would not have had that much faith in Atsushi personally. Especially since he is known to lick his own wounds. Though I could have misinterpreted the action and Akutagawa just genuinely thought that he could fight Shibusawa and win but you know what it's okay to be delulu.

As previously mentioned, the scene of which SSKK are fighting Fukichi. Fukichi mentioned that the reason they failed was due to Atsushi's lack of trust in Akutagawa to protect him. Dazai originally probably saw him and Chuuya in the two of them and therefore insisted for them to work together. However he miscalculated the fact that they might not be able to learn to have the same trust in one another as SKK has. Chuuya's strength is his loyalty. He's loyal to the sheep, he's loyal to the mafia, that very same loyalty is also extended to Dazai. Chuuya has the very simple faith that if he uses corruption, Dazai will use his ability to prevent him from dying. Trust is not exactly a strong suit of either part as of SSKK though.

Issue 3: Fighting/Bantering

Do I really need to explain this? (I dont but I'll still do it) Something that is unique to SKK and SSKK dynamic I feel is the fact that they seemingly hate each other but at the same time would help each other out. I won't even hesitate to use the word hate to describe their relationship because in Storm bringer, Mori told Dazai that he would save Chuuya simply because if he dies Chuuya would die too. Dazai then has a whole reaction to the fact that Chuuya would die with him and how horrible it would be. At the same time though, Dazai was willing to help Chuuya figure out whether or not he was a real human or if he was really just 2383 lines of code. (I love love-hate relationships you dont understand)

In SSKK, the two are seen constantly fighting each other because they didn't like something about the other. For example, Akutagawa doesnt like Atsushi's self pitying despite having everything that Akutagawa would ever want and Atsushi just disliking the way Akutagawa is able to just hurt others. They don't have the same mutual understanding as SKK because they are in two different organisations that although are under truce, were for the longest time opposing with the Black Lizard coming to attack the agency every few months for I guess shits and giggles? However when Atsushi made a promise with Akutagawa, Akutagawa didnt break it, really not killing a single person for 6 months and even after being turned into a vampire refused to hurt Aya because of this promise.

Issue 4: Circumstance and Fate

This part isn't really on a parallel but it's relevant.

We know from beast that if SSKK had met under a different circumstance that they would have been able to get along fine. This leads me to believe that their hatred was really a result of circumstance rather than an act of fate. There is also the fact that beast is a canonical au to the bsd main universe being one of the many worlds in the book. Thus, it is also safe to assume that in every world, SSKK would eventually end up as partners due to Dazai's direct intervention. But, what about the worlds in which Dazai did not influence them? I believe that they would have still ended up getting to know one another, whether it be under a better or worse circumstance.

Since there are so many parallels already within SSKK and SKK, it is also safe to say that the same could also be true for Dazai and Chuuya. Despite the universe, they might have still met each other. That the dislike they hold for each other could be circumstantial.

Conclusion:

There are definitely parallels between SKK and SSKK but as many parallels as they are, there are also aspects unique to each one.

More on Mukurotoride's stupid design:

I wonder how someone even gets to the top and like the place where fyodor, shibusawa and dazai were all sitting and discussing and shit seems like the very top and like shibusawa got the whole collection up there too? Is it not heavy? How did this thin ass building not collapse yet??? Also why are the windows stain glass? I dont think anyone is regularly using that building let alone enough to warrant such fancy windows? Also this thing is next to Suribachi city. Ain't no way anyone spent resources to build that after the Arahabaki shit Chuuya pulled wayyy back and like no way it survived it either? Yeah you know what maybe let's not question it.

[philosophiums]

hi, I recently came across your post about the failures of most popular shonen animanga (it was so great to finally see it articulated like that, wholeheartedly agree with it).

do you have any recommendations for shonen animanga that does it right? that maintains a story, keeps to the themes, doesn't fizzle out and turn into a mindless training->war->training format? nothing new comes to my mind but I also haven't been keeping up with post-2000s anime. please let me know which shonen titles impressed you the most!

oh boy.... i have a few suggestions. they're not all shonen though SKJBVDJKFVB

i'm not sure if Terror in Resonance can be considered a shonen, and it's only 11 episodes, but it's absolutely incredible. i showed it to a friend who doesn't watch/enjoy anime much and he insisted on watching the whole thing in one go because he was hooked

Mob Psycho 100 is beautiful and heartfelt and breathtakingly animated. it's full of story and meaning and i'm pretty sure it's like Done now, so you'll get the full story instead of waiting for the next season. highly recommend

Eighty-Six is gorgeous and has excellent sound design. there's a plot, there's well-animated battles, there's good character moments. it's mech without being like Big Robot mech. i have to warn you, though, that it's devastatingly sad. still really highly recommended from me though (i've watched it twice already)

No. 6 is also sad, but it's worth it. another 1-seasoner, this is a quick watch and has really great storytelling. it's been several years since i've watched it, but if i'm remembering correctly, it relies on a lot of "showing" instead of "telling" for the world building, which really set it apart for me since a lot of anime uses dialogue for exposition

Chainsaw Man is not shonen, but it's still very very good. the animation is top tier, the story is great, the characters are amazing, and it has really great pacing. as long as you're good with excess blood/gore and adult themes, you should enjoy it

Trigun Stampede has the vibe of shonen, imo, but it's certainly not shonen. it's also, quite simply, stunning. i really don't have a lot to say about it that i haven't said for the others, but you should definitely give it a shot. i personally really like the animation choices, and the music..... chefs kiss

i personally love Bungo Stray Dogs, but i also understand that it's an anime that you either click with right away or don't. the characters are unique and interesting, and there is actually a (tenuous) plot throughout all of the seasons, but it does have weakly explained power scaling (no training arcs, though, which is nice). i love the animation and really suggest watching at least the first two episodes of season 1 to see if you vibe with it

i also wouldn't be me if i didn't have Haikyuu in the list. it's a sports anime, sure, but it's shonen so it counts. is the plot super simple? yes. does it stay on-plot the whole time, though? yes. and the characters are wonderful, and it's funny and doesn't take itself too seriously. don't watch it for an engaging story, but do watch it for free serotonin (i rewatch it yearly, usually in the winter, for some happiness JSBDVKJDBF)

ALSO, Frieren: Beyond Journey's End is a new anime (season 1 is almost finished releasing), and i think it's absolutely lovely. it's such an interesting take on longevity/immortality and, honestly, on how to tell a story. the pacing is unique, the characters are so lovable, and the animation is stunning (the way the animators have brought fabric to life in the anime is just incredible)

[fancyfeathers]

Society of Protection (Yandere Bungo Stray Dogs x reader x original characters) (normalized yandere au)

Chapter Ten

A Composer’s Kiss

Prologue and oc intro

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter three

Chapter four

Chapter five

Chapter six

Chapter seven, part one

Chapter seven, part two

Chapter eight

Chapter nine

In his office there sat a young man, in one arm he held a pen as he scribbled something down on loose paper, in the other he he,d a baby girl, fast asleep, and cuddled in a pink blanket. It was after dinner but not late still, the sun had just set. Next to the desk he sat at where two hard back suitcases, which made sense since in how much of rush he appeared in. His tie was undone, hair messy, bags under his eyes, but he still cared for his daughter, rocking her back and forth, kissing her of the forehead, letting her grab on his hair or fingers when she needed something to hold. The door opened and another young man with brown hair entered, the man at the desk stood up, still holding his baby. “Tolkien, about damn time, you’re here.”

“I came as soon I could.” The professor said, walking over to his detective friend. “I understand you can’t tell me everything but what do you need?”

The detective looked down at the baby in his arms and the professor quickly got the idea. “She’s my daughter, and you’re like my brother, I would trust her with no one else. I need you to get her out of here, out of the country, far away from here, the other side of the world for all I care.” 

“Arthur, you need to give up this detective shit, you need to leave behind Sherlock Holmes, for her-“

“This isn’t about that, it’s… he knows about her ability.” The detective said, handing one of the suitcases to the professor whose face wore an expression of horror.

“No, I thought he died. I was there, we were there, Arthur.” The professor spoke as the detective walked back to the desk, taking what he was writing and handing it to his friend. 

“This is letter to her, give it to her when it’s time. It’ll explain everything but until then you can’t let her know about any of this, not even her ability. The only other people who have any idea about this are the Austen, I gave little Zelda the key to my house in Yokohama in Japan.” The professor looked the letter over before tucking it away. The detective looked down at the baby he held in his arms, he pressed his forehead against his daughter’s, tears falling down his face. “I love you, I’m so sorry. You deserve so much more than I could give you. Hopefully your…” He looks up at his friend, watching the sad scene. “…uncle can give you that world. I love you, (Name).”

The detective handed you off to his friend who also had tears in his eyes. “I’ll take care of her, Arthur. I’ll protect her with my life.”

“I know you will, John. I know you will.”

…and he did… that man was your uncle, the same man who raised you far away from where your father lived. He raised you, like a normal child with his wife, a normal relationship you grew up witnessing. They raised you with no clue about any of this, far away in Yokohama…

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The driver took you to the safe house of the society, it was a very nice manor about an hour drive from Yokohama. Everyone else was there except for Alexandre and Gaston who were said to be staking out at the Guild hideout where Q was being kept. When you entered the main entry, everyone swarmed to greet you, everyone but William, the only other person to know that was here. Everyone was wondering what took you so long and what did you do with Miss Jane and then silence as they realized Miss Jane wasn’t there and you were shaking like a leaf. The doctor stepped forward. “(Name), where is Jane?”

You didn’t say a word, you only reached into your pocket and handed her the letter. As she was opening it, William gently grabbed you and escorted you out of the room to the lounge saying. “I’ll get some tea started for you.”

You started sobbing yourself once more that you didn’t even hear the cry of agony from the doctor in the front entry as she read the letter. 

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For the next few hours no one said a thing, just silent crying and touches of comfort, but not you. You sat alone on a lounge chair, legs curled up to your chest, you sat in complete and stunned silence. That is until you heard the front doors open again and you see from your spot in the lounge Gaston and Alexandre walk in, accompanied by a figure walking alongside your friends, Osamu Dazai. 

“Sorry for being late everyone, turned out things escalated a tad and we had to pitc-“ Alexandre cut himself off as he looked around the room to see Miss Jane not there. He closed his eyes and blinked a few tears back. “I guess what Gaston told me was true, she really did give herself up.”

“It is.” Dr. Stevenson nodded as she approached them, tear stains still stuck to her face. She glanced at Dazai with no emotion “There are a few extra rooms upstairs that you can stay in… I’m sorry please excuse me.”

You watched as the doctor ran off upstairs to her own room, presumably to cry. Dazai watched as well, his head tilted in curiosity. “So that file on Miss Austen was true? She was Fitzgerald’s wife”

You looked over your shoulder at them and called out in response. “And now she went back to him as a last resort.” 

Dazai hummed in thought as he walked over to where you sat and knelt down next to you. “You know the Guild, or Fitzgerald at least cause I don’t know about those guys we just fought, but he won’t stop until he gets what he ultimately wants, and that may just be Miss Austen but I doubt it.” His voice was serious as his eyes made contact with your own. “This is going to get a lot more dangerous, so unless you’re prepared for it I suggest you go back to that flower shop.”

You paused for a second as you thought, were you ready? “Dazai, can I ask you a favor?”

“For you, darling? Anything.” Something about his tone gave you shivers but you continued on.

“I want to go visit my uncle tomorrow, he… he has some things to explain, I want someone with an unbiased view to come with me. I would bring another society members but I don’t think I want them dragged into this mess.” You said, breaking eye contact with him and your eyes drifted to the corner your eyes where you saw Gaston watching this himself. “I just want to have cool mind with whatever I’m about to get myself into.”

“I would be happy to, my dear.” Dazai said standing up and patting your head, but he looked at you with a twinkle in his eyes and a smile across his face. “Buuut, I want a favor in return.”

“What is it?” You questioned and out of the corner of your eye you saw Gaston step forward slightly, almost defensively after hearing this. Dazai noticed to and looked over at the composer with a smile, the same one he gives you.

“It’s rude to ease drop, Leroux. You can come over here if you are so persistent on listening.” At Dazai’s words Gaston sneered but stepped forward to stand next to the two of you. Dazai looked back at you, still smiling. “But anyway it’s nothing you need to worry about right now, but call it the ace in my back pocket.”

Gaston’s eyes narrowed at Dazai when he said this and Gaston tapped you on the shoulder, getting your attention. “(Name), may I have a word...” His eyes looked to Dazai’s smiling face as he spoke and then back to you. “…privately.”

“Oh, um… sure. One moment, Dazai.” You got up and followed Gaston to a room towards the back of the manor, an old style ballroom. You watched as he closed the door behind the two of you, but forgetting to lock it in his rush, and closed all the windows and curtains, you watched him with worry. “Gaston, is everything alright?”

“No, I fear that we are only playing into his game.” Gaston said as he sat down at the piano bench, taking off his glasses and pinching the bridge of his nose. “None of this feels right, like we’re only chess pieces on a board.”

“Him? Gaston who are you talking about? You’re scaring me.” You spoke as you sat next to him, placing your hand on his shoulder.

“I wish I could say you don’t need to be scared, but even I’m terrified.” He replied as he took out a white cloth to wipe off his glasses that he held in his hand. “I’m sure Miss Jane or Alexandre told you about my work for the European Union a few years ago. I was sent to track down a dangerous man, his mind was like mine they said. (Name)… they overestimated my abilities, he was a mad genius it felt like I was only running in circles.”

“You’re talking about Fyodor Dostoevsky, right?” 

He nodded and slipped on his glasses once more and looked you in the eye, a dead serious expression on his face. “I am, but (Name), from here on out you need to be careful of everything outside the society, trust no one, especially Dazai because he is playing this game with Fyodor Dostoevsky. Fyodor is in Yokohama.”

Your eyes widened in shock as he spoke these words. “S-so what? Why should I worry? He doesn’t know I exist, right?”

Gaston shook his head and you felt your heart sink at his words. “No, he knows exactly who you are. That break in that was framed to look like the mafioso, that was him. (Name) you can’t trust anyone, outside this society. Whatever you do, you cannot let him get you, do whatever you need to do, but if he gets you it will be all over.”

“Gaston, you mean he is after me?” Your words felt heavy and your stomach felt uneasy like you were about to be sick. Gaston nodded and you collapsed, shaking, in his arms, you were too afraid to even cry. “Gaston, please no. This can’t be true, please.”

“I-I…” For once the composer didn’t know what to say, he only held you. You could hear his heartbeat and it was like yours, fast in his panic. He was your first friend in years, first person outside your family who held you while you lived in fear, first person to show you the hope of tomorrow, and the first person who was willing to go through the struggles with you. “No more talk of darkness. I'm here, nothing can harm you. I'm here, with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you.”

You looked up as he spoke to you in gentle and almost charming words. He placed his hand on your cheek, half expecting you to be crying after all of this, scared for your life but you only smiled at him in your fear. “Promise me that all you say is true, that's all I ask of you.”

“I promise you.” Then at his words something came over you, your hand drifted up to his scar. He jumped at first when you touched it but then he quickly relaxed in your touch as you brought your lips up to his. His lips were soft, not chapped at at, and you could taste the chapstick on them, sweet, strawberry perhaps. You two broke away after a moment that felt forever and he drifted his fingers to touch his lips in a bit of surprise. He laughed to himself. “This really shouldn’t be a romantic moment. After all I just told you that you should be scared for your life.”

“Hm… I think I would rather it be romantic than not being able to sleep tonight in fear.” You giggled in reply. Your eyes drifted to the grandfather clock in the corner of the ballroom, it was well past midnight now. You stood up and offered a hand to Gaston. “It’s late, we should be off to bed.”

“Well agreed.” He cleared his throat and took your hand. You to walked out of the ballroom, but as soon as Gaston went to close the door someone who was standing outside the door closed it. You both looked and saw Dazai. Gaston narrowed his eyes at him. “You were ease dropping.”

“Hm, maybe I was. I just have one question for you, darling.” Dazai spoke using that nickname but he didn’t look at you, he was looking at Gaston. “Say Fyodor is after lovely (Name), here. Do you think she’s the only one he’s after?”

You didn’t understand what Dazai was referencing but Gaston certainly did by his widened eyes and the sudden shake in his body. He quickly turned away from the two of you and began walking to his room. “Good night, (Name), Dazai.”

You looked at Dazai with a curious expression on your face and asked. “What were you talking about, Dazai?”

“Oh nothing you need to worry about right now. Just go get some sleep, Snow White. We have a big day tomorrow.” He gave you a light push to get you walking down the hall and then after a few steps you looked over your shoulder at him, he tilted his head and questioned. “What? Something wrong.”

“You said Snow White, she’s the one who was poisoned by the apple. Most people would say Sleeping Beauty. Why would you call me Snow White?”

He smiles and closes his eyes as he walks past you. “I dunno, just the first thing that came to mind.” 

For some reason you didn’t believe him but you had no real suspicion to be had here. “I see… well then good night, Dazai.”

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The next morning you awoke and got ready, you were able to convince Dr. Stevenson to take one of the cars alone without a driver. You drove yourself with Dazai in the passenger seat. Like most drives these days it was mostly silent, except half way through the drive you spoke up. “You should probably read those papers in the glove box… those are important.”

He shrugged and opened the glove box, expecting to see driving papers or something, but instead finding the adoption papers and will. He read over them and got a shocked look on his face. “You’re Sherlock Holmes’ daughter?”

“Arthur Conan Doyle, but yes, I guess I am.” You said as you pulled up to your uncle’s neighborhood.

“You guess?”

“I never really knew him, he disappeared when I was a little girl, a baby.”

“I see.” He smiled slightly and looked back down at the papers. “If it helps, my coworker Ranpo is a pretty big fan of your father.”

“Not really, I mean that’s nice… my mind is just elsewhere…”

“Hm… food for thought?”

“Why did you ask Gaston that question last night?” You said as you stopped the car in front of your uncle’s house. “Why did you ask him that question about Fyodor?”

“You know how this world is.” He said, glancing out the window at the house and then back to you. “Lines of morality blur between love and lust to the point where right and wrong doesn’t matter anymore.”

“You mean Fyodor is also after Gaston?”

Dazai nodded. “As for why I couldn’t say but I can say that you and your composer friend are not the safest now, not just from Fyodor but others as well.”

You turned the car off as you lost yourself in thought before you rolled your eyes. “Whatever, look I just have to talk to my uncle, just let everything be with this for now.”

You two walked up the door of you uncle and aunt’s house and you knocked on the door and not a few moments later you saw your Aunt Edith open the door. She smiles and hugged you. “What a surprise, it is so lovely to see you (Name).”

“Hi auntie.” You gave her a squeeze back and let go as you entered inside. “This is my… friend from work, Dazai.”

You gestured to the detective as your aunt shook his hand. “It’s nice to meet you ma’am.”

“It’s lovely to meet you as well young man.” She said leading you to the living room where on the couch you saw your Uncle John, John Tolkien. When he heard footsteps he looked up from his book to look at you. He smiled and set his book aside. 

“It’s lovely to see you, (Name).” He glanced over your shoulder at Dazai. “Who’s your friend?”

“Oh Uncle John, this is my friend Dazai, we met via work?”

“At that flower shop?”

Fuck, you forgot to tell them about that. You shook your head and you sat down next to him. “No uncle, I…I quit. You see I got a new job with another organization from Europe the-“

“Society of Protection.” He sighed and smiled. “I assumed one day you would join. I’m then guessing that little Austen told you about your father?”

You nodded and took the papers from Dazai and gave them to your uncle. He looked them over again, with a sad expression. “Your father was a wonder man, a bit odd but wonderful. He loved you very much but some things happened.” He reached to the side table where there was a small chest, he opened it and took out a folded piece of paper. “He gave this to me to give to you when you were ready.”

With an unsteady hand you took the paper and before your eyes you saw the scene of when this was written, your father holding you, giving you to your uncle, the final goodbye. Then your mind snapped back to reality when Dazai touched your shoulder. You gasped for breath as you tried to process what just happened. “-what… what was that?”

“It seems you have discovered your gift… best if your father explains it than I.” Your uncle said pointing to the paper you held in your hands… you had a gift? Why were you only discovering this now? How is this possible? You were normal not even a month ago. With shaky hands you opened the piece of paper and it read…

My dearest (Name), 

How much you must have grown when you are reading this. I am so sorry I will have to miss so much of your life, but I know Tolkien will raise you like his own and hopefully far, far away from here. I know you must hate me for not being there and I do not blame you, but I want you to understand I do not have a choice if I want to keep you safe. I am about to set out on a case that will take years and that may cost me my life, but it is to stop a very bad man. Like me I only know him by an alias, Professor James Moriarty. If I leave him alone and use your gift to cause so much harm and I don’t want that for you. Which brings me to my next point, yes you are gifted, you have a special gift that may take time to control but when you touch a person, place, or thing you can see it’s past, call it The Final Problem. I trust you will use this information for the greater good. I love you so much, and I’m so sorry I will not be there.

Your loving father, 

Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes

“So my father went off to go face this professor?” You asked, your eyes still glued to the paper.

“Yes he did, we both thought him dead until this evening where he gave me this letter… and you.” Your uncle stood up and looked over the photos that rested on the fireplace. “I brought you here, it was far away from Europe and also an important place to your father, he handled quite a few cases here in Yokohama before the days of your little agency.” He laughed looking over at Dazai who had a smile, when he knew who he was.

“You’re quite smart Mr. Tolkien, how did you know?”

“I read the papers, young man. Not to mention I am the headmaster of the school your friend, Kunikida used to teach at.”

“You know Kunikida?”

“Quite well, hard to think he went from teaching mathematics to being a detective.” Your uncle laughs. 

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After the meeting you drove Dazai back to the Armed Detective Agency and has he was stepping out of the car two individuals were coming out of the doors from the office, Dr. Yosano and Ranpo. They waved to Dazai as he got out tops the car. Dr. Yosano laughed to herself as she saw you in the drivers seat. “Spent the night with the society, huh? Kunikida is not gonna be happy with that.”

Dazai shrugs. “Eh, whatever, let him after all I just met (Name)’s uncle, his old boss when he was a teacher.” This earned chuckles from both the doctor and the young detective. “Anyway where are you off to?”

“Ranpo got an invitation for a challenge for a detective game from the Guild.” Dr. Yosano answered, holding out the invitation to Dazai. Dazai’s eyes looked over to you with a little smile on his face and before you could even say anything…

“You should take (Name) with you, after all her dad was one of the best detectives to ever walk the earth.”

Ranpo’s eyes lit up and he looked over to Dazai with a wide smile. “Who? Who was it?”

“Dazai no-“

“Sherlock Holmes.”

The next thing you know you’re driving in the car with Dr. Yosano in your passenger’s seat and Ranpo in your backseat talking your ear off with questions about your father.