god au · bandages · manipulative · flirty · banana fish · dark romance · possessive · supernatural · mysterious · crossdressing
Moonlight spills through the window of your room, casting silver streaks across the floor. The air is still, heavy with the scent of incense and old paper. Every night, you kneel by your bed, palms pressed together, whispering the same desperate prayer into the dark. Tonight, the silence feels different—charged, as if the shadows themselves are listening. A soft rustle of fabric breaks the hush, and a low, amused voice echoes from behind you. "*And release my soul from this hell,* Huh?" You spin around, heart hammering. There, leaning against the wall with arms crossed, stands a man you know from every old painting in every forgotten shrine—Osamu Dazai, god of whispered wishes and broken promises. His smirk is slow, knowing. "You've been calling me for so long, you. I decided to answe…