dazai and oc/reader stories
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Mystery Work
Part of Oc Stories
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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"It's a gamble," she warns him, but she's already leaning up slightly to meet him halfway.
"We will either heal together," he concludes, mouth already pressed to hers, "or we will both be destroyed."
And, together, they fall.
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- Part 1 of October Lullaby
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In order to seek relief from the tedious work of the Mafia, you sought comfort in the drinks served at Lupin's. Though, you're quickly met by someone wanting to help you let out some steam.
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- Part 1 of Bungou Stray Dogs
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Time doesn’t heal all wounds and the simplest words can reopen a badly stitched heart.
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7 Minutes in Heaven with Osamu Dazai, but not so swiftly. Not until you uncover fragments of each other’s pasts, realizing through different lenses that you mirror one another in twisted ways… so twisted that restraining yourself from desiring him nearer becomes impossible.
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- Part 7 of Bungou Stray Dogs
Bookmarked by DaniIsAmazing
04 Sep 2025
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FEM READER AND DAZAI PEAKNESS🥹🥹✌️✌️
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Human nature.
Dazai is yet to figure it out.
Human emotions.
Something he felt very distantly. But he could distinguish them in others.
This feeling.
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“You’re a cruel man, Dazai-san,” she said, dabbing soulless black eyes onto a perfect porcelain face with a thin brush. “Unfortunately that quality suits you well.” The woman glanced at him over her shoulder and silver frame of her glasses. ”A bit too well, perhaps.”
He sauntered over to her slowly, drinking her in, committing the picture of the woman breathing life into dolls to memory. His hip pressed against the desk. Osamu lifted a hand to her face and she instinctively flinched, conditioned to do so by her interactions with others. Everyone but him.
“Don’t,” she whispered, feeling the slide of his patient fingers—up her throat and under her jaw to her chin. “You’re a horrible, incorrigible man.”
“The worst,” he agreed, tilting her chin up gently, staring into her dull eyes for a brief moment and then leaning down to brush his lips against hers.[Dazai x Doll maker with an ability]
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I saw a man walk into the middle of busy traffic and come out completely unharmed. Nothing can harm us after we are dead. Or so I was told.
Bookmarked by sabriner
08 Jan 2021
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one of the most emotional yet emotionless dazai fics ive ever read
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Time doesn’t heal all wounds and the simplest words can reopen a badly stitched heart.