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HAI guys i think i’ll leave this acc to rot and use my other one for sfw and nsfw for now, the post will remain but i will not post fanfics here anymore ilysm guys<3❤️ -> @s4mu-k41d3n

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I don't mind Dazai, I love him, but what about the others? Can I expect something for them too? 🥺

Ohh haii!! Ofccc! I’m focusing on chuuya and dazai rn, i’m going to try and write akutagawa since i was inspired by c.ai again 😋😋😋

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ms notes: I’m just going to focus on random short fics so uhhhh, i’m rambling !! I’m kinda in love with dazai rn so expect 100000 dazai fanfics from my posts<3…. Dazai x reader, fluff, not proofread again:p

📼 :: the adults are talking, the strokes.

“i know you think of me when you think of her.”

The moon was finally alighting the sacred scene lurking at above. The light was prominent, the sheer cold brush of the air was somehow palpable.

Thankfully, a sheet of warm blanket was shielding you from the chill of the dead night—maybe off. Your eyes hit up at the ceiling, blank as your mind dances in circles. Like a sound box twisting to sing the birds alibi, the plucking strings of a soft lyre. Starry eyes delusional of burning stars shooting across the dark blue skies, it wasn’t a shot of a firing bullet which is something to appreciate the green lucky clover. A sigh escaping your lips as the clocked ran towards the next racing number. The door gently creaked, both gazes meeting. One was discreet, one was nonchalant. Blinking twice, Dazai chuckles as he opens the door wide to display his model figure.

“You seriously thought I was asleep? I saw those eyes of yours.” Your words lazy spewing out of your mouth as he plops himself on the bed with a satisfied sigh. “It wasn’t like I was planning something mischievous. Or was I?” A smirk rewinding on his face as you groan in annoyance. A weird sense of aroma filling the quiet room, you note. “By the way you smell like dead fish, go change.” You mutter as he gasps offensively, a tinge of lingering sarcasm toning in his voice. “How dare of you to say that to the charming, one and only Dazai Osamu?!” He stands up, for dramatic effect he crosses his arms in front of his broad chest. “Don’t be a drama queen, or I’ll make you go to the bathroom myself.” Rubbing your eyes to clear out the fog blurring your sight. “Okay, okay fine. Anything for you, your highness.” He winks as his steep steps finally lead to the bathroom. You wait, again. To wait for this man to come out high and mighty as he says.

Just as you close your eyes, a shifting figure lays beside you. A hand tracing your hipbone in a lovingly manner, chaste kisses on your forehead, cheek, and a quick peck on your lips. You remain to play pretend with his games, a genuine smile being felt on your heated skin. “Dazai..” You mumble out as he peppers more little kisses on your cheeks feeling his wamrth, he tilts your chin up as he tastes your flavor. A deep sigh letting out in relief. An arm wrapping around your back as he pulls away. Head on his chest, as he runs his fingers through your hair. Mustering, tone lacing affection, he says,

“Goodnight. Sleep well, my dear.”

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[k3m1y4]

i’ve never been more obsessed listening to mitski’s songs 100 times in a row and not get tired of it 😋

[k3m1y4]

That Chuuya things you posted-

It's so gooood

Gives me so many scenarios to think about and I love it lol

Awww tysm!! <33

[k3m1y4]

The graves have been buried.

Chuuya noticed you weren’t there.

His eyes glued into a frown.

He glanced back at the grave in front of him.

Another grave was placed next to him.

He simply didn’t notice he was beside you.

[k3m1y4]

Tired but good hehe

And don't worry about writers block! Just let yourself be inspired by what comes your way :3

AHH ur so sweet!!! >< Tysmm!! And don’t overwork urself too much always take a break if needed<3

[k3m1y4]

Hi new Mootie :3

Haii poookie!!!💗💗 how r u<3??

[k3m1y4]

“are we still friends?”

chuuya x reader

summary: one-sided love, rejected by love itself. alone, rejected by society itself.

author’s note: kinda angsty, rejection, darliiiinggggg i’m back from jaillll!!!!<3, anyways i’m verri lazy and based this off my c.ai chats since i’m lazy making fanfics rn since my lazy ass is not WORKING, not proofread and some words are typed wrong words if so bc somehow idk how i do that?

NOTES: Part One of -> “are we still friends?” <- Part Two.

©️. 🔛🔙🔝: playing :: are we still friends? ‘“

✖️: artist: Tyler, The Creator

©️©️:: — “are we still friends? can we be friends?”

It’s been a half glass of 3 years, you’ve been in love with Chuuya Nakahara. You consider as your “bestfriend” and so does he say. Although, the lacing affection lingering in your actions suspects him so—the way you so randomly offer him alleged gifts, hats, and so whatever he has sitting in his empty wasteland of is a mind. Light lit open racing through the silky dark bluish night, stars shooting across the starry starred sky. For some reason, there’s a bothering sensation you can’t seem to shake off no matter how hard and desperate you try, you are unable to flee from your birdy antics. Well, per se. Words cannot just be said, without a facade of fineness in foolish, dumbly intentional acts. Changing topics once a star passes by each tick you shift your strings connecting your mind to who knows where it’ll deliberately reach?

Wherein, you sit beside Chuuya, Nakahara. Actually, until now. You were two, plainly sat on an edge. Higher where the ocean meets, high up the soaring clouds resting above the skies. Gliding gently, the wind pushes heavily. A place where you treasure deeply, buried in your veins of heart, with him. Enjoying his accompany, as usual, a single day will never be completely complete unless if two visits a location memories arose from its silent grave. You thought, you may have thought Nakahara was oblivious to your secret admiring feelings for him. He called you out, patiently waiting for you to place your gaze over him. “Name.” Chuuya’s voice rang in your ears, as he predicted. You pried your attention away from the sparkling skies distracting you from his snap. Before your mouth parts to let out a speech, “You know I don’t like you, right?” You pause discreetly, your body tensing. Have you been caught red-handed? “Hah…?” Your eyes narrowed slightly, in which he obviously noticed despite how small the detail was.

He raised a brow, his tine remaining cold and blunt, this was… uncommon for you, you were unable to adapt his quite harshness. “I said,” He repeated, “You know I don’t like you, right?” He asks once again, “Ohh, that.” You clear your throat before tearing your gaze away from his pierce for a moment. “Right…” Chuuya keeps his unbothered expression, he’s more of aware it’s difficult to hear stinging words coming from the person you loved, rejection. Was what you have gotten. So, he continues further on from speaking the truth.

“And you know I won’t change my mind, right?” This was the least he could do, than resulting your delusions into worse. “Yeah, I know.” You respond, replying with a single nod in addition. You needed time to process what’s happening right now, you must be going insane—you feel your heart dwelling in a hole. Unsure of what to concentrate on, terrible to experience. Feeling a knot tie in your stomach, can he feel what you feel? He sighs, creating an unpleasant conversation for the both of two individuals. He’s sorry, he really is. But, he can’t change his feelings for you. “So, you know there’s no point trying to make me change my mind?” He says softly as he held his hat in his gloved hands. “Well aware of that, certain fact.” You comment as you silently breathe, your thinking was crossing the borderline from the gash, ouch, that hurts. “So you’re not gonna convince me to date you, right?”

Bang.

That may have stabbed you, mentally. “No, I’d rather not.” You spat the words out, even though your heart was still throbbing in regret, oh how you wish you never met him at all, it wouldn’t have resort to this mess. Nakahara sighs, this whole thing wasn’t easy for him at all. He can’t help it at all, he asks her. “But I just have one question.” He has caught your attention, in repeat. “Are you going to give up on me?” He questions, curiosity piquing up on him. Answering with a nod, “Why?” Asking back, he tilts his head. He didn’t expect you, nor to predict you to simply say ‘yes’ out of your aching throat. “You’re really going to give up liking me?” He had to ask twice to assure you wasn’t lying to his face at all. “Yeah.” You straightforwardly accept, he takes a deep breath. “And, are you sure about that?” His sentences were filled to the brim with flooding unsure curiousness and slight concern. He felt, apologetic, sorry. You nod, “Then there’s something we have to clear out before proceeding with anything else.” Chuuya’s voice, hinting with worry. “Don’t ever try to convince me to like you or date you. If you did that, we’re done as bestfriends.” He remarks, his speaking really, really, made you vulnerable. Still, you managed to mask a facade.

“Yep.” You agree, to his terms. He was surprised, you were really giving up on him without a single fight, complaint, no. You did it so easily, he’s relieved. Smiling silently, “Are you sure?” He asks one more last time, “Yeah.” You say weakly, gluing a smile on your lips to return. “I’m sorry for making you give up like this, I’m really sorry.” His gaze suddenly soften, yours did too automatically. “It’s okay, I understand.” You sit up as the stars were still shining like usual somehow. “I’ll be taking my leave, that’s all.” He stood up and left. Leaving you alone, in the dark. You look down, how lame. Though, you look back. “Wait! Are we still friends?!” You yell back, standing quickly from your feet. His presence was gone, you were hanging on a cliff, now. Maybe not now.

a/n: !—Hello pookies!!! I am verri sorry for being unactive 😔. I’ve been losing motivation this year and my ass is not producing a single braincell, I am losing motivation again!!! I’ll take a bit long to post since I need some time from writing this month, I decided to post another fanfic post anyways <3!! I’M SO SORRY I PUT SHE INSTEAD OF YOU!!! I’M RLLY GOING INSANE!! SORRY><!!!

[k3m1y4]

🎧 : someone likes being delusional as me? ‘

— “AND WHEN YOU GO AWAY, I STILL SEE YOU.”

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ @k3m1y4 . . . | | ‘Maybe because it was all an illusion of your delusions.’ <> FAUX, 19 year old, sitting in the philippines, 7/13

THE DEAD 〰️ 〰️ @s4mu-k41d3n

Main blog: @s4mu-k41d3n

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This one was for a Halloween event months ago hahaja

[k3m1y4]

“nothing in the world belongs to me.”

fyodor x gn!reader

summary: just a calm night with ease, nothing else belongs to you but for your love for yourself, and him, he was you. before you could die, let him be the heat that warms the cold. nothing in the world belongs to him, nothing. belongs to you.

author’s note: fluff and angst?, not proofread, no warnings. here’s a little fic before i go to sleep early because i need to fix my messed up sleep schedule <3 love u pookies, have a great morning/night/day.

. . . ecard: my love all mine . . . by mitski.

The breeze was indeed cold.

Your weakened body walked through the thickened snow. Your feet barely even moving by a single step, your tracks tainted the snow deep into the ground. Waiting for it to melt and disappear in a fragrance of a snowflake landing gracefully on the chill land. You hum quietly as you continued to forward yourself into finding your beloved, you hold him so dear. The dark shade of the leaves painted by the snow falling from the sky, what a keen eye could see from the mesmerizing scenery. The moon kept it’s guidance into leading you through the snowed forest. Light coloring your skin to a brighter tone as you pause in your pace. You flutter your eyes closed as you sigh, puffs of air blowing throughout the wind, carrying the last and first time of your breath.

You hum an unfamiliar tone; you were clueless must to know of what you sing. You’ll never hear the heavenly melody of the birds chant and echo during the spring. When the flowers will now bloom, welcoming it’s beauty it hides within the cold to keep a surprise of amusement. You knew you’d meet him here, back to where you met. The last will be the better of the first. Clasping on the trunk of the tall tree tightly as you lean against the wood. Breathing heavily as the warmth of your presence was no longer protecting you from the cold, it gave in to give up. You watch the snow continue to fly as the wind pushes it away from your gaze. You chuckle silently to yourself, wherein deaf ears could hear.

“Fedya…”

You impatiently fix your composure as you wait for the man awaiting you for your final remorse. “Fedya…” You say out again, you felt numb and weak. Though, there was no chains pulling you back to the darkness you merely seek at the chances life was already tearing you to shreds, unperfected and flawed. Just like any other fool lighting the world with its’ unmarked glow. You sigh in faux disappointment as you fold your arms, your vision started to blur in a trance as you blink twice to keep up with your fatigue. “Fyodor!” You weakly yell as you step on the chill as it sent a chill down to your spine. You hug yourself tightly as you shake your head, waving the pain away from you.

You knelt down, your clothed knees meeting the veins of the unsettling, cold atmosphere. The wind brushing your hair as it flew the flakes away from your flesh. You start to shape the piece of snow into a large rounded ball. Placing it forcefully on the ground, you make another, another. Repeatedly. The size decreasingly shrunken to your desired measurement. You stand up, inspecting the area surrounding you in barriers. You look down at your coat as you avert your eyes to a leaf slopingly resting on the coldness. You carefully put it on the rounded ball at the very top of the structure as you giggle in joy. Whether then it be your last snowman, you had the bit of joy from the heat of a candle so small and easily melted.

“Myshka.” Fyodor spoke deeply. You were back to him. You trace along the snowman’s head forming a curved smile on it’s face. Fyodor chuckles at your pointless yet adorable antics you’d always do during the winter season. Not like he was complaining. You gently decorated the snowman as you softly placed your headwear on your masterpiece as Fyodor watches you silently observing your actions as he sighs. “Моя любовь, ты можешь простудиться.” He reminds you at you just smile at him tilting your head as he rolls his eyes at you. “Stop being so stubborn for once, my love.” He walked towards you and poked your nose with his slender finger. “But Fedya! I’m going to die anytime soon. Let me have some fun…” You whine at him, but who was he to reject.

“Alright, alright, myshka. Just be careful, okay?” He runs his surprisingly warm hands against your silk hair. “Hmm? Fedya, your hands are unusually warm!” You exclaim at him as you test out how heated he was by hugging him tightly. Oh he was warm! He stumbled back slightly; his back gently hitting the wooden tree. You bury your face in his chest as he couldn’t help but just groan at your stupid acts. “Моя любовь...” He sighed, preventing his urge to just scold you he instead pulled you towards him. As you hug him, desperate and pleading for his affection.

He embraces you back in a form of acceptance as you “sleep” within his warmth. His eyes look down at you and gently caress your lifeless face, tilting your chin up, your eyes fluttered already closed. He smiles slightly as he lets your head lay on his shoulder as he leans his head back to relax in the slightest moments of these. You taught him how to love, when he couldn’t. You taught him to do the simplest forms of affection he could not show. You taught him how to love you. You gave him the lesson, nothing belongs to him, not you, not his treasure, nothing but only his, only love. Stroking your hair as his chest breathes, yours didn’t. Your heart slowed down quickly, he couldn’t feel your voice nor your life anymore carrying with him. And here he was. You were his teacher, and he was the student. Despite your intellect lower than his, you somehow managed to teach him things a normal human could simply display to those who they love. Love was weird to him, he hated the idea of affection, adoration, and admiration. He knew how to define its’ meaning, but never how.

He was grateful of you, when you unexpectedly barged into his life like the upcoming of his mistakes on the bumpy road all the way. He will die too, he will be with you. He is a bad person, you weren’t. You were the first to tie the string, you tied the strings. And you were the first one to cut it apart. You may disappear, but. You filled a hole in his heart; ripped many times. And you tainted him with your goodness.

“Sleep well, my love. I love you.”

He never received a letter written, I love you too.

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GAAA. Not too angsty for me but idk idk. Tried to experiment here and it kinda failed. I’m sleep so i’m wayyyy tooooo lazy to read it. Kinda lazy for the plot. Thanks for reading tho 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

[k3m1y4]

‘ I’m walking my fish! ‘

megumi x gn!reader ! pt. 3

tw: megumi x reader before i post the other fic imo. i can’t rearrange my photos anymoree :( had to make a solution to it ehe, i don’t mind the problem but it’s annoying ngl. ooc! megumi? nicknames like megs, ass, etc. swearing is included.

plot: showing megumi your newly bought fish:D!

pt. 1, pt. 2, if u guys want a series of this ask me or not beheheh 🤭

4:21 AM

you:

RESPOND RN BEFORE I ACTUALLY GO TO UR APARTMENT OMFG 😡😡🤬🤬🤬

you:

SSROPP LEAVING ME ON RRWEAD RN 😡😡😡

you:

stop please.

you:

stop.

megs:

you:

I CAN STILL SEE U ☺️☺️☺️

megs:

i’m the one who can see you.

you:

no you don’t.

megs:

i can.

you:

HOW CAN YOU EVEN SEE ME-

megs:

my eyes obviously?

you:

your such a dry texter, bring some wetness to it yk 😊

megs:

wetness? what?

you:

I mean, at least like add some expression to it ☺️ you sound like a dysfunctional emo robot smh 🙄

megs:

and?

you:

be joyful

megs:

and?

you:

BRING SOME EMOTION TO UR LIFE OMFG

megs:

and?

you:

are you teasing me.

megs:

and?

you:

you little spiky haired rat.

megs:

and?

you:

can you stop.

megs:

and?

you:

nvm i’m leaving.

megs:

struck a nerve lol.

‘you reacted with 😐’

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this is actually very fun to write! i might focus on textfics like these since i was inspired by textfic wattpad writers meheheh 🤭🤭

EDIT: I’m going to make this a series after the other series of mine is completed!. I have goals lmao .

[k3m1y4]

‘ I’m walking my fish! ‘

megumi x gn!reader ! pt. 2

tw: megumi x reader before i post the other fic imo. i can’t rearrange my photos anymoree :( had to make a solution to it ehe, i don’t mind the problem but it’s annoying ngl. ooc! megumi? nicknames like megs, ass, etc. swearing is included.

plot: showing megumi your newly bought fish:D!

pt. 1, pt. 3, not last part ehe… if you guys want a textfic just go ahead and drop a request w/ megumi (if you guys want to continue this!) read the first part first thoo

4:16 AM

megs:

seriously?

you:

aren’t they cute though 😍😍😍?!!!! They were pretty cheap so i bought themm :333

megs:

you called me for this?

you:

yes, i have thought you have been wondering what has been going on my wonderful and happy life. (unlike yours.)

megs:

Well I don’t.

you:

y’know you’re still talking to me right bbg 😏?

megs:

never use that emoji ever again.

you:

how about no 😏?

megs:

i’m leaving.

you:

i take back my forbidden, and hurtful words towards you, I have reflected my own actions in guilt. I declare I am in the wrong. (are you in a bad mood tf 😦)

megs:

yes. now leave me alone.

you:

yes sir, yes sir🫡.

you:

well this didn’t end well…. BUT WAIT….

you:

STOP LEAVING ME ON READ.

you:

RESPOND NOWWWWW😡😡🤬🤬😤😤😤

you:

i’m going to your house at 5 if you don’t respond right now. i’m going to break your door down again if you don’t respond to your rightful master 🤬🤬😤😤😡🤬🤬🤬

megs:

what?

you:

what do you think i should name the fishies 😳😳😳😳????

megs:

megumi.

you:

you have a crush on me?

megs:

.

you:

DON’T HIT ME WITH THE ‘ . ’

you:

AWW C’MONNNNNNNN 😡😡😡😡!!!!!

read

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ACH… anyways. if you guys need a next part js comment i’m willing too 💗💗💗

[k3m1y4]

‘ I’m walking my fish! ‘

megumi x gn!reader ! pt. 1

tw: megumi x reader before i post the other fic imo. i can’t rearrange my photos anymoree :( had to make a solution to it ehe, i don’t mind the problem but it’s annoying ngl. ooc! megumi? nicknames like megs, ass, etc. swearing is included.

plot: showing megumi your newly bought fish:D!

pt. 2, pt. 3, can’t write bc of the picture it keeps bringing me back up to the top on the app app so i’m on the website:D

4:01 AM

‘ 5 missed calls. ’

megs:

Why the fuck would you call me at 4:00 in the morning?

you:

actually it’s 4:01 in the morning 🤓👆

megs:

I do not fucking care, what do you want?

you:

i want you to make out with me in the bathroom until someone comes in and watches us in horror 😫

megs:

You are fucking crazy. I’m leaving.

you:

wait no don’t leave 🥺🥺😫 my pookie wookie precious succumb baby daddy baby girl my little cupcake don’t go and leave me in the depths of wretching dark despair of pain and loneliness as my kneels will fall to the ground and widen with regret and sorrow till the world will mass to the destuction as the fire will crackle as i burn with a that drenches the wound in my heart 😭😭😫😫😫😫😢😢😢😭😭

megs:

you did not.

you:

yes i did, please don’t leave. i can beg if you want my bbg sextie my friend with benefits 😍😍😍 (i am secretly weeping in sorrow and grief, please don’t leave.)

megs:

just tell me what is your problem.

you:

before you leave, can i please show you something 🥺😔😔 (i am on my knees and i will praise you and beg you to death even if it causes my life to death, what I for deserve since ever my flaws existed within my shadow of the reflection i fear 😔…)

megs:

can you stop with your stupid essays. show me before i leave you on read.

you:

look at the lil fishies i bought yesterday ofmfsff

—END—

[k3m1y4]

“snowfall.”

bsd men x reader ! pt. 2

tw: casual baking activities that totally didn’t go wrong- nothing much, pure fluff for christmas yehey!!! author!reader on poe’s part.

pt. 1: dazai, chuuya pt 2: ranpo, poe. (3 and 4 cancelled.)

EDOGAWA, RANPO

“ranpo, where did the sugar g- HEY!” you chuck your head behind you, and your hand swiftly snatch the jar of sugar away from ranpo.

“come onn…” ranpo whines, his face forming into a sudden pout.

his eyes trail back to the jar and chuckles a bit by your amused, also shocked reaction.

“YOU ALMOST FINISHED THE JAR?!” your jaw drops in shock, you inspect the jar repeatedly making sure it was actually empty. there was only a small amount left in the glass.

“should I be impressed?” your eyes gaze up at the man in front of you. “indeed.” ranpo says politely, a hint of a diligent tone.

“we still need this for the cake.” you proclaim at him and he clears his throat awkwardly.

“i know!” ranpo exclaims as his fingers traces the shape of the jar. “well, at least there’s some left…” he says and slightly leans in, checking the left amount.

“oopsies.” he laughs nervously and fixes his composure.

“you’re buying another one.” you place the jar on the marbled table. “okay, fineee…” ranpo was slightly annoyed as he crosses his arms. tapping his foot in annoyance.

he went out of the apartment of yours, skipping happily as he goes out to follow your orders in return.

you sigh as you noticed he hasn’t closed the door and left it wide open. the cold air trapping in the room. groaning as you shut the door with a loud thud. (timeskip.)

“RANPO.”

“WOOPSIES…..”

“WHY DID YOU PUT BAKING SODA.”

“I’M SORRY! I MISTAKEN IT FOR SUGAR.”

“HOW CAN YOU MISTAKE SUGAR FROM BAKING SODA… IT’S LITERALL-“

“I’M SORRY!!”

EDGAR ALLAN, POE

“You shall perish thy thee-!” you cut him off by a yawn, stretching your arms out in the air.

“can you go faster? it’s getting boring.” you say as you open your left eye and right eye closed.

“i’m only getting started!” poe exclaims as he closes the unfinished book and lays it on the desk.

“you haven’t done half way of yours, name.” he says and he runs his hand through your silky hair.

“m’ too lazy…” you say tiredly as you open your arms gesturing him to give you a hug, accepting your offer he leans into your touch. wrapping his arms around you.

“people are anticipating, it’s christmas already…” he says as he buries his head in the crook of your neck. feeling the tingle of his hair on your skin.

“oh well…” you say as your hands travel up to the back of his neck, laying your fragrant warmth just there.

“i don’t really care about that now, and it’s the holidays anyways. authors deserve a break.” you chuckle lightly as he feels the vibration of your voice.

“i guess so…” he was desperate for your warmth and he just gives in for the sake of comfort, one, he yearns.

‘Merry Christmas.’

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i’m already late for christmas 😼! sorry for the long wait. my ass couldn’t work whahahahahah. pls enjoy your burnt food. (edited for better reading experience.)

[k3m1y4]

“snowfall.”

bsd men x reader ! pt. 1

tw: nothing much, pure fluff. MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!! sorry i was late posting this! just sm good short fluff :3!. mentions of alcohol, drunk!chuuya. short as hell. inspired; by RISES THE MOON . . . by liana flores.

pt. 1: dazai, chuuya pt: 2: ranpo, poe. (3 and 4 cancelled.)

OSAMU, DAZAI

“But bella! It’s too cold… I can’t get up!” Dazai whines and complained as he brings the blanket up to his face. Although to your avail the man beside you swung an arm to your waist and pulls you closer.

“Plus, it’s christmas anyways! we get to spend time together.” Dazai had the smug smile plastered on his face.

“Fine, fine.” You say calmly as the snow outside continues to fall and crystalize, the soft relaxing scenery resting upon display.

The snow falls down to the thick white ground, disappearing in a fragrance. The room was warm and especially cozy, dazai softly kisses the back of your neck as you felt a smile cheekily touching your behind.

“Daazai…” you say before you heard a small, quiet chuckle. You could feel his hot breath behind your neck, still having the comfortable vibrant smile on his face.

It was purely an ease of silence, nothing awkward, nothing embarrassing, just a full easing, serene quietness.

A soft hum was heard, luring you back to sleep. His bandaged hands caressing the side of your cheek, softly poking it time by time. Earning dazai a giggle from you.

The lantern light peeked through the window, the trees were covered in cold snow, brushing off with a thin blow of air.

Everything was simplistic, one appreciating the nostalgia who earns a grand of happiness in return, a gift from the desires of “fate.”

Make it a simple moment, something with an essence of at least a sense of security, something safe. nothing more, something to call “home.”

NAKAHARA, CHUUYA

“Chuuuya?” You ask waving your hand infront of him, his vision has gone in a blur, his mind in a daze, dizzy to step up. He had just now realized, he had way too many glasses of whiskey.

But what can he do? it was too late, his eyes was about to shut off into deep slumber as he held your hands. Trying to regain his balance.

“Name-“ He hiccuped, you only laughed in hysterically at him, in response for his drunk state.

“Chuuya? are you okay..” You say now a bit concerned as his eyes was finally giving up, “Now he’s asleep…” You say subtly as his grip on your hands loosened.

You chuckle at the scene infront of you, chuuya deep asleep as his hat slid off his head. Making you smile joyfully.

“You actually look adorable, chuu.” You softly muttered under your breath as the ginger was deep asleep.

Oh just imagine him waking up next snowy morning, him all sobered. You giggle at the scenario you just clearly made up in your head as Chuuya was sleeping peacefully.

Slightly snoring as he sat on the couch, head laid back. You couldn’t help but stroke his hair while he was unconscious of his surroundings.

Your hand softly lingering at his soft ginger hair, this felt way more better than him being a grump and being a bland casual chuuya he is. Classic he is.

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*cough* sorry it was late…- happy late merry christmas. was kinda busy during holidays. (family events ykyk.) changed the title 😀…