N/a Turned 2 Today!

Nikolai Gogol asks you to stay. You... cw: yandere tendencies (possessiveness, manipulation...), very toxic, could be dubcon?, he deffo doesn't ask you to stay he more just tells you to, sorry!

...decline. cw: above + solidly dubcon, nikolai is the worst, sorry in advance

...are unsure. cw: above + condescending manipulation (making decisions for you?), could be seen as kidnapping?

...agree. cw: above, he's the best here probably, you might be into it a bit more here oops

Hii! I dont know if this has already been requested if so just feel free to ignore this, but could i request dazai with a reader whos really outgoing with friends and people she knows but when it comes to being serious or talking to new people shes super akward, anxious and stutters in a kind of wierd way and like if shes made fun of she doesnt know how to respond so she just says silent?

Sorry if theres any spelling mistakes or if this is confusing english is not my first language😭

Dazai with a socially anxious s/o | Bungo Stray Dogs | Dazai x reader

dazai locks tf in.

he's outgoing 24/7 so if you're ever in a position where you're meeting new people, he'll step up and make a complete fool of himself so you don't feel anxious

there is no need to fear a bad first impression when the guy next to you just fell to the floor screaming for no reason . 💀

or he'll put on the show!!! he can guide the conversation and metaphorically hold your hand through introductions (or physically if that helps you feel better!!!)

no need to be anxious because he'll create an environment so casual so regular so nontoxic comfy cozy you'll be behaving normally in no time and BAM new friend just made 🙂‍↕️

if you get made fun of btw????? he's "locking in" a new round of bullets—

sources say he no longer kills. Shame!

but fr he'll go up to bat for you. dazai is really good at making passive aggressive comments so it doesn't start an all out war if you're not into confrontation but will make the other person feel terrible about themselves!!!

or if you don't care he'll just chew them out right there and then. he'll just say their home address and social security number while looking them dead in the eyes

maybe you care Too much! who's to say! so you'd prefer a kinder option - that's fine, dazai loveesss expressing how much you mean to him anyway!!!!! if someone makes a rude remark about your looks, personality, what have you, he immediately starts talking about how, actually, you're perfect and he loves that about you and such

making fun of your stuttering? that's funny, because dazai actually has security cam footage of them stuttering when grabbing their mail from the main floor of their apartment complex—

he wants to be so evil and mean to those people and it fully depends on if you'd be comfortable letting him off his leash to do so lol

if you go silent dazai will make some excuse and get you out of the situation and take you home or to get food or whatever you want to get away from those people!!!!!!!!!!

dazai doesn't really care for serious conversations anyway, so no worries there :) he'll just be silly with you whenever you need

Dazai's playful grin falters as you chastise him once more, the words punctuated with his name. His last name, once again.

"Why don't you ever call me by my first name?"

Your playful attitude freezes at his question, your fake pout dropping as you turn slack jawed. "W-what?" A stutter passes through your lips as you just continue to stare.

"We've been dating for a few months now, and you never call me by my name." He plays off his words as a joke, something to fluster you, but with the way his fingers slightly pinch and pull at the edges of his bandages, you can tell he's being vulnerable.

An embarrassed blush decorates your face as you just continue to stare at him.

"I'd like it if you'd call me by my name, love." His flirting isn't helpful. From vulnerable fidgets to a cocky grin, Dazai (for once) inaccurately pegs your blush as a flustered reaction, likely feeling shy at the notion he'd now mentioned.

Inaccurate, because it wasn't a matter of not feeling ready, or close enough, but rather because-

"...What's your first name..?"

-you'd forgotten.

Dazai's eyes widen in a rare expression of genuine shock, his movements pausing at your timid question. The embarrassed blush decorating your face that had briefly fooled Dazai only began to grow.

You bury your face in the palms of your hands and let out a groan as Dazai begins laughing: a genuine, gut laugh that you rarely got to hear.

"It's Osamu," he says politely, not wanting to make you any more embarrassed. As you look up from the palms of your hands, you notice Osamu's soft expression and let out a sigh of relief.

You grin. "Nice to meet you, Osamu."

I was reading your pathetic stalker Dazai fic in which he watches his darling sleep, and the ending just made me feel lonelyyyyyyyyyyyy

Can I please request a small fic/drabble in which the reader wakes up to see Dazai next to them? And maybe they have a liiiiiiiitle crush so yk... 🥹🥹

I just recently discovered your blog and I'm literally binging your BSD masterlist (I ADORE HOW YOU WRITE DAZAI ISTG BECAUSE EVERYONE IS SO FOCUSED ON HIM BEING SMART THAT THEY FORGET HE CAN HAVE STUPID LIL THOUGHTS DUE TO HIS INSECURITIES TOO 😭 ‼️) Have a great day/night!!!

i'm assuming you're talking about this fic which is definitely a personal fav of mine 🐺 it's been over a year since that fic dropped omg!! in a reblog at some point i said #i mentioned im working on a pt2 of this but thatll take a minute bc college is kicking my ass rn 😁 and i've had a wip of "part two" since aug of 23 which is before i even posted the original LMFAO

it doesn't follow exactly what you're asking for,,... but maybe one day i'll post it 😏

we need to talk about your theme more its so cute for no reason.. or mayb i just like deers hehe

thanks sm! webkinz deer !!!! i love that he's just a little guy that's the vibe i'm tryna emulate :))

Dazai's playful grin falters as you chastise him once more, the words punctuated with his name. His last name, once again.

"Why don't you ever call me by my first name?"

Your playful attitude freezes at his question, your fake pout dropping as you turn slack jawed. "W-what?" A stutter passes through your lips as you just continue to stare.

"We've been dating for a few months now, and you never call me by my name." He plays off his words as a joke, something to fluster you, but with the way his fingers slightly pinch and pull at the edges of his bandages, you can tell he's being vulnerable.

An embarrassed blush decorates your face as you just continue to stare at him.

"I'd like it if you'd call me by my name, love." His flirting isn't helpful. From vulnerable fidgets to a cocky grin, Dazai (for once) inaccurately pegs your blush as a flustered reaction, likely feeling shy at the notion he'd now mentioned.

Inaccurate, because it wasn't a matter of not feeling ready, or close enough, but rather because-

"...What's your first name..?"

-you'd forgotten.

Dazai's eyes widen in a rare expression of genuine shock, his movements pausing at your timid question. The embarrassed blush decorating your face that had briefly fooled Dazai only began to grow.

You bury your face in the palms of your hands and let out a groan as Dazai begins laughing: a genuine, gut laugh that you rarely got to hear.

"It's Osamu," he says politely, not wanting to make you any more embarrassed. As you look up from the palms of your hands, you notice Osamu's soft expression and let out a sigh of relief.

You grin. "Nice to meet you, Osamu."

hai deer :3 anon who made the aro dazai ask here, thank you for the food 🙏 it was everything i wanted and more 😩

anyway, wanted to wish you well on your essay! i hope school isnt beating your ass too hard, YOU CAN GET THROUGH THIS !!!

also i was thinking of an emoji to give myself because i plan on pestering you for the near future ?? maybe 🩵, but anything you give me is fine

YAYYY glad you enjoyed!!! mmmm aro dazai good food

AND THANK YOU!!!!! i just turned it in so i'm back to answer requests :3 school isn't too bad when i have y'all to look forward to 😋 cheesy af my bad

YES you can be 🩵 ! my first emoji anon awooga i feel like a real tumblr writer now 💪🏻

Jealous demon dazai,, but like..growling teeth tearing claw jealous demon dazai..please hear me out guys

if you'd like a darker side of demonzai, i'll be happy to provide

cw: murder), blood and slight gore

it's in his nature to be cruel and wicked, even if you try to forget about it.

but it's impossible to ignore the glaring truth when you have dazai letting the mask slip right in front of you, the claws he pokes at you with painted a dark red, some mess of bloody flesh held in his hands as he stands in your doorway. his usual smile; mischievous and charming, is too forced now, too sharp and accompanied by an unnatural amusement.

"dazai," you call out, unsure of what to make of the scene, "what..."

you tell yourself it's a prank of some kind—he did like scaring you with props and silly stunts, but there was something about his blank gaze that told you otherwise.

"what?" he echoes, his smile widening, "you mean who, right?"

and he giggles—the sound sends shivers down your spine, your heart pounding—glancing down at the remains splattered over the floor with a slight pout.

"sorry 'bout the mess," his tone was far too light to be apologetic, but you stayed silent, "i'll get it cleaned up by morning."

"okay," you exhale, hoping he didn't comment on how your voice trembled, "and...who...?"

you're not sure if you want to know the answer, not sure if you could handle the weight of it, but seeing how excited he looked at the question, you knew he's have told you regardless.

"can't you guess?" he giggles again, and your eyes are fixated on how there's still blood dripping from his hands, the pool on your floor and the...pieces, "it was the delivery guy. you know, the one who stared at you all weird."

you think about dazai, and how he stares too. how he stares at you like he can't decide if you're worth keeping alive, if you'd be more fun to chase down than play house with.

you can't manage a reply.

"don't worry," he giggles again, and you're thinking about the cheerful expression that was ripped away by sharp claws and a deceiving smile, "nobody saw me. i made sure of it."

it was a good thing. if anyone had seen him, there would be far more blood on your floor and a larger mess for you to pretend to ignore.

"thar's good," your mouth moves on its own, and all you can hear is ringing in your ears. dazai's lips move, too, but you don't know what he's saying anymore. there's still blood on his hands, dripping to the floor. he'll want to hold you with those same hands, later tonight.

and you won't be able to refuse.

do u think dazai smokes… imagine if he does you’ll get to take away his cig for a second to give him a lil kiss then returns it back to him thats so cute….

smoking is bad very ew pls dont do it tho

i got this hc that dazai does Not smoke . like he has every other vice known to man but ew yucky smoke in his lungs :( i definitely think he'd be childish about it too like if someone's smoking near him he starts coughing horrifically. he's a bastard i hate him

but if he were to smoke!!!! yes this is very cute :3 he'd probably whine as it gets snatched from his mouth but once you put it back he'd still whine because now he wants kisses!!!! there is no winning w him!

It's late.

Dazai feels a little ashamed, if he were to be honest. How pathetic is it that he's unable to sleep unless in the arms of his coworker? A little pathetic. His eyebrows furrow as he begins to pick the lock to your apartment.

It's late. You're probably asleep.

He's jealous. Yeah; the clenching feeling in his chest is jealousy from your ability to sleep through the nights (a feeling of his that isn't shared towards his well-rested coworkers). You're asleep, and he should be. He will be.

The door clicks quietly, and Dazai doesn't react. How many times has he broken into your apartment? The question is left unanswered as he saunters into the place, making sure to close and lock it behind him.

You're asleep. It's late.

He makes a pit stop by your kitchen, staring blankly into your fridge like he'd do if he lived here. He counts the number of half finished water bottles littering the shelves, dispersed in between random ingredients you don't open and snacks that are dwindling in number.

If Dazai lived here, maybe he could make you dinner sometime. Gather the ingredients to fill your fridge, put a pan on the stove — however people cook, he can't remember. The fridge closes quietly; It's late. You're asleep.

With a final glance towards the sink, taking note of the dirty cutlery delicately balanced around the edges, he makes his way into the hall. Three steps and he'd be outside your door, your bedroom door, where you're asleep.

Dazai pushes away the same thought that keeps appearing in his mind. Of course you're asleep, it's late.

He turns away from your bedroom and finds himself standing in your living room. It's happily lived in - cushions that have lost their fluff, a blanket strewed across the couch haphazardly. His hand runs over it; always the same blanket. Dazai can imagine sitting under this blanket on the couch with you, the couch you two would share, watching some movie on your small tv just across the small room.

If he lived here, he'd make sure to tidy up the living room before you two went to bed. You kept a basket of blankets just next to the tv, and Dazai could easily drape the blanket back into it before following you off to bed. For now, he leaves it; There'd be no trace he was here come morning.

Once again, he finds himself mere steps away from your bedroom door. You live alone, for now, and yet keep the door closed every night. Is it habit? Are you worried some barbarian will break in just to watch you sleep? (Dazai isn't here to watch you, of course; He's here to sleep as well.) If that is what you're worried about, he could always spend the night with you, just to make sure you're safe. Well, spend the whole night with you, rather than breaking in late and sneaking out early.

Dazai turns into the bathroom.

You have the cutest rug next to your shower, one that always makes Dazai smile. A tough persona is applied at the agency, so only he is privy to your cute pink Sanrio bathmat. It's not what he would have expected for you, and that's what makes him smile. Your counter holds an electric toothbrush and has a lot of clutter Dazai wants to sort through. If he lived with you, he could place his toothbrush next to yours and keep your hair care stuff in the cabinet below. Maybe one day you'd let Dazai comb your hair, with a brush or just his fingers.

It's late. You're asleep. The same thought Dazai has been pushing down since he began the walk to your apartment fills his head once more. He's not delusional, no, but what if you weren't asleep? What if you were waiting up, just for him?

His hand touches the doorknob. It's late. You have no reason to think he's coming. The door opens slowly and quietly as he peers in.

You're asleep.

Dazai's chest constricts and he can't help the frown pulling at his lips. Of course you're asleep; He's stupid to get his hopes up. If you were awake anyway, you'd kick him out and probably call the cops. He is trespassing right now, at a time when you're most vulnerable.

Still, Dazai slips into your warm, cream-colored sheets, his hands clasped together under his cheek as he lies on his side. You're so calm, so serene under the dull light of a street lamp just outside the bedroom window. Hesitantly, Dazai's hand moves to brush a strand of hair from your face, the tips of his fingers experimentally tracing your skin.

His eyes flutter shut when you move closer. Were you used to his presence? Dazai likes to think you need him to sleep as much as he needs you. Sure, you could fall asleep without him curled up beside you, but maybe he was soothing nightmares. The thought made him frown. He shouldn't care, he shouldn't be here. His eyebrows furrowed like they had when he first broke in — this is weird. This is illegal, too.

A frustrated puff of air leaves his mouth, his eyes shutting more firmly. Tighter, tighter — why isn't he asleep yet?

He curls more into himself, feeling ashamed and embarrassed and anxious and annoyed and-

Your hand moves from your chest to his, softly resting over his heart. The small smile resides back on Dazai's face as he relaxes, slowly drifting to sleep in your bed.

Light filters in through your sheer curtains, the sun kissing your face as you quickly wake up. The blaring of your alarm was the first thing you'd noticed, rubbing your eyes with one hand as you turned to shut it off. Just a few moments of peace, and then you'd get up....

Those few moments didn't come to pass before you were hit with a boost of energy, sitting up in your empty bed. Of course your bed was empty, no need to emphasize it. You live alone, did you expect someone to be there when you woke up?