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    You know your side of the story.

    But not his. Until now.

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    04 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 58

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    What happens when Aizawa Shouta walks into a bar at 2-3 in the morning, just to find Dazai sitting there, drunk?
    What happens when it turns out Dazai is convinced he's being kidnapped when Aizawa is just trying to help the kid?
    What happens when Dazai somehow knocks out Aizawa and texts Chuuya saying he's been kidnapped?
    What should Aizawa do now that he has the (unknown to him) Double Black team of the Port Mafia in his small apartment? One passed out on his couch, the other looking like he wanted to recommend some cleaning services?
    And the last question: HOW IS IT ONLY TUESDAY??

    Update: It is now Wednesday, and these kids are apparently teenaged mafiosos?? Dazai's an executive?? THEY'RE PART OF DOUBLE BLACK?! How am I not dead??

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    18 Feb 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 46

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    He was merely a vagrant soul caught between a beautiful heaven and a blazing hell, and before him was a demon wearing the guise of a god, peering at him with bemused eyes that glow a deceitful lavender.

    “Tell me. Why are you here?” It asks him, and he answers in truth,

    “I killed Dazai Osamu.”

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    24 Nov 2025

  4. Rec 57

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    All brain rotted Fyoya fics. Purely self indulgent.

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    23 Nov 2025

  5. Public Bookmark *

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    The world is not black and white.
    It is not grey, nor is it anywhere close to monochrome.
    The world was made of rainbows. Beautiful, terrifying rainbows.
    Killua Zoldyck knew these things, even if he hadn't, at first. And yet, even as he knew these things, he still managed to see his life through the bleak eyes of one who knew only death and pain. Because Killua, before learning of colors, was taught to fade into- to become- the darkness.
    The rain was grey. Soft, and light, but grey. A different shade than the one he'd grown up with, but still, grey had always brought him so much suffering.
    For a while, he returned to the shadows.
    When he finally emerged, he heard whispers of heroes and villains, of vigilantes. Of quirks.
    Killua knew far too much for his age, yet at the same time, far too little. But one thing he did know was that he did not want glory, he did not want fame or money. Killua wanted the colors, the fun, the laughter.
    And he'd do anything to get it.
    Now, remember one thing: Killua Zoldyck is not a villain.
    But he is far from a hero.

     
    *This work is posted on Wattpad under the same name

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    27 Aug 2025