"Never play with the feelings of others, because you may win with the game, but the risk is that you will surely loose the person for life time." - Shakespeare and Oda, at one point. - I do not own Bungou Stray Dogs. - Dazai is still in the Mafia and Oda is still alive.

throughout your life one rule has been drilled into your head: you've only got one shot at this. fuck it up and it's all over. you've lived your life decently well following that guideline. you've just graduated from a pretty good college and are on your way to a stable job. so why not allow yourself a luxury? one last party to kiss it all goodbye! things do not go as planned. unless dying was a part of your evening plans, then i guess things did? well, at the very least, you've learned a second life rule: don't drink and drive. OR reader and dies gets isekai'd into bsd land, hilarity ensues

GETTING ISEKAID??! SIGN ME UP!!!! You, who are just a normal person living their normal life. You are a big fan of anime/manga/novel of Bungou Stray Dogs. One day, a bright light shines across your eyes and now, you are in somewhere familiar. Yokohama??! Oh how did you end up here?? Well, that's for you to find out!!! Now read :3 Bsd isekai fics are not enough and most of them aren't really my taste so I'mma write my own :) The 'you' will be gender neutral since I want everyone to read it!!! I'm very sorry if I accidentally wrote 'you' as a girl at one point since I'm a girl :(( There will be warnings written at the beginning of every chapter :33 All characters from BSD belong to Asagiri-sensei!! I'm just writing a fan fiction!! Also everything I write/wrote are not proofread so yuh.

What will Erity do when she wakes up next to the river to find out she has once again failed at dying but this time it wasn't the fault of her ability but because someone had interrupted her and someone else's submersion. Disclaimer: This is just a fanfiction. I do not own Bungo Stray Dogs or any of it's characters. The only character I own is the one I made up, Erity. Nor do i own any of the pictures used in this book (except for some of the anime screenshots). Warning: mention of suicide, gore, blood etc... The art used in the cover does not belong to me, I only made the edits and effects on it

When Y/n is found using her special ability on the streets of Yokohama, she gets offered to join the Port Mafia by one of its executives... but how will her ties to the Armed Detective Agency's, Dazai Osamu, impact Mori Ougai's ability to trust her? As Y/n becomes more familiar with the mafioso lifestyle, how will she come to terms with her growing feelings towards her boss? And despite his own desires, will the boss of the Port Mafia continue to adhere to his creed of putting his organization above anything else, or anyone? ~+~+~+~+~+~

You fell for him. And you fell hard. Off a building that is. A rookie member of the Port Mafia, you're already tired of the dang job. Murder and business deals aren't quite cutting it for the life you wanted to live. And so, you're plotting something so you can get out. The only obstacle seems to be this guy... <DISCLAIMER: I do not own the story of Bungou Stray Dogs nor the characters. I've only written the MC of this fanfic and the plot. Original author is Asagiri, Kafka.>

⤷ 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘤𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ 𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘪 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘤 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 [𝘭/𝘯]. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ 𝘰. 𝘥𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘪 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Not all light is good Not all dark is evil. Hotaru Nakajima was not born to be soft. She was born to make the world shatter and shake at her fingertips. She was bathed in darkness from the moment she touched the light and in that darkness she took solace. But there was one thing that she clung to. The last shred of light in her darkness and that was Atsushi. The little brother she was abandoned with at that dreadful orphanage when they were too small to fight against the horrors of the world. He was the light to her everlasting darkness and she would do anything to protect her light even if it meant embracing the evils of the world. She allowed herself to walk the path of the underground killing mercilessly and sowing fear amongst the living. All for the sake of her brother. She threw away her humanity because apathy was better than tears. Better than grief and and better than guilt. But when she finally steps away from the darkness and takes to the light her past comes calling again. For those born of darkness are never truly able to escape it. Now she puts everything on the line for the brother she had sworn to protect. But can she truly protect him from all who wish to obtain him? Can she truly prevent tragedy when some people are born with tragedy in their blood? What is she willing to sacrifice to protect those she had come to care for when faced with ghosts of the past? Because sometimes it takes a monster to destroy a monster. "I'll dance with my demons... and let them lead. And as soon as they think they're in charge; I'll make them bleed" Dazai x Oc x Chuuya Three broken souls scarred with the wounds of their demons, playing a dangerous game of trust and love. Can they truly beat the odds in this game of love and war?

❝𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰, 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 ❞ ➥ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 two miserable halves wandering the cruel plains of earth finally meet 𝘉𝘚𝘋 ©𝘒𝘢𝘧𝘬𝘢 𝘈𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘪 ༉‧₊˚. 𝘗𝘓𝘖𝘛 ©𝘴𝘹𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘴 ༉‧₊˚.

[ NOTEBOOK 2] [ BASICALLY PART 2 OF DARK RED ] on the night you ran away, the young brunette organized a search party in the hope of finding you safe. you weren't needed for a mission, to talk to the boss, to train a new subordinate-no. perhaps he was simply worried about you. or maybe there was something else behind it? whatever it was, you weren't going to hop into the loving machine of himself. you were safe in suribachi city. or at least, you thought you were. please note that english is not my first language! 15-18 DAZAI F. READER