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sometimes it just hits me how…young odasaku was. he was 23. he was what plenty of older/middle aged people woyld refer to as a ‘kid’.

he died a brutal death at 23. he probably still would have been going to school in a normal life. he would be hanging out with friends and messing around late at night and writing his novel in a café. he would be job hunting and stressing over money and college, not over how to care for six orphans and how to stay alive in an organization that only valued him for how many people he’d killed.

i think we see him as someone older and more adultlike because of his maturity and the way he deals with dazai. and sure, he has been through hell and back and has come out differently for it, but at the end of the day, he died way, way before his time.

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oflegends​:

“MY notebook, the one I use to use MY ability!! My IDEALS!! MY SOLE GUIDE IN LIFE!!!!”

Did he seriously think he was going to BELIEVE him? After he went through Kenji and Yosano and the rest of the Agency to find where his notebook went? How– no… no he had to remember Oda was Dazai’s friend. There was BOUND to be missing braincells somewhere with that man.

“I do keep an eye on them, ESPECIALLY that!!”

❝ ohh, that notebook. right. yeah. i, uh, i haven’t seen it. sorry.  ❞

how long can he keep this up ? the notebook isn’t fitting and soon kunikida will notice, if he hasn’t already that is. oda decides to instead slip it up his jacket sleeve. something less obvious due to his past, luckily. damn near second nature. it’s then that he leans against a desk, sitting half way on it, trying to act casual. hands resting in his lap. 

❝ you just said it’s always going missing. ❞

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the more i learn about boop the more im amazed

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HEADCANON.

odasaku is a secondary blast victim. upon his children’s death and being near the explosion, oda went on to have the following:

a pulmonary contusion. ( while this was a temporary condition, oda’s lungs never fully recovered and he went on to have difficulty breathing later as he healed. this is due to the amount of time he waited prior to being checked into a hospital. )

contracture scars. ( these begin on his left cheek and spread to the following shoulder down the near entirety of his upper torso, it fades just past his hip. )

antalgic gait. ( a limp done to avoid pain, basically. )

tinnitus. ( not often, occurs when an episode of his ptsd is triggered. )

NIHL. ( noise induced hearing loss. oda briefly tried to pick up asl just to make his day to day easier, but gave up as soon as his hearing recovered enough for him to feel that he no longer needed to do so. he still recalls very basic conversational motions, however. )

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gibs you a kith, gently

ok so listen. i was going to make a cute lil icon of atsu kissing someone and jus go “mwah.” right. simple enough. loves my friends. being lazy, i google “akutagawa x atsushi kissing.” i know things like that usually go south but i’ll find cute art of one of them blushing or something.

looking, looking, looking, lo - wait a damn minute.

this is the first line of results ..

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HEADCANON.

odasaku is a secondary blast victim. upon his children’s death and being near the explosion, oda went on to have the following:

a pulmonary contusion. ( while this was a temporary condition, oda’s lungs never fully recovered and he went on to have difficulty breathing later as he healed. this is due to the amount of time he waited prior to being checked into a hospital. )

contracture scars. ( these begin on his left cheek and spread to the following shoulder down the near entirety of his upper torso, it fades just past his hip. )

antalgic gait. ( a limp done to avoid pain, basically. )

tinnitus. ( not often, occurs when an episode of his ptsd is triggered. )

NIHL. ( noise induced hearing loss. oda briefly tried to pick up asl just to make his day to day easier, but gave up as soon as his hearing recovered enough for him to feel that he no longer needed to do so. he still recalls very basic conversational motions, however. )

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carnivcr said:

curious anon barks at

slides over a bowl of curry. 

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oflegends said:

my clothes look better on you. (Kunikida~)

odasaku wouldn’t trade the nights spent with kunikida for anything. sure, it was sometimes a bit meticulous. each second planned for; from the moment they left the office to the moment they had dinner, to whatever activities the other had planned. but it was time spent with just the two of them, often ending with kunikida pressed closed. and that alone made it all worth it.

the mornings, however, were a different story. oda was far from a morning person. it took hours for him to get out of bed and even longer to really wake up, a feet usually only ever accomplished with the help of coffee. 

so, needless to say, it’s rather understandable when he’s too groggy to realize his mistake sooner. shuffling out of bed and slinking his jeans on, grabbing the shirt he’d assumed was his own, as he then heads to the kitchen. he’s stopped in his tracks by an already well awake kunikida, hand rubbing at his eyes as he squints to adjust to the brightness of the livingroom.

❝ bite me. ❞

it’s mumbled, grumpy from waking up prior to 1pm. 

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it’s just hair . . . ?

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I’m a soft believer in the wisdom of loving someone in such a way that sets them free because love blossoms in appreciation. Love blossoms when it’s watered with gentleness, tenderness, and care. Love blossoms when it is given the space to be beautiful on its own.

Juansen Dizon (via juansendizon)

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this is something i’ve debated talking about for a long time but i feel that it finally needs to be addressed. i don’t do purple prose replies. i find it amazing and beautiful that you guys are able to do that, but it just isn’t . . my thing. i don’t mind if you use prose in your threads with me, but please understand that is it heavily going to affect how long it takes me to reply / may end up in the thread getting dropped sometimes. i quite literally have to annotate those threads and i don’t always have the energy to do that. i’m dyslexic and not the smartest ( not in a bad way, it’s alright to be a lil stupid. it is what it is. ) and most times they just cause me frustration. 

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intimacy   /   non   cringy   nsfw   prompts.

tw:   nsfw   (obviously).

touch me.

please touch me.

i need you.

i want you.

i trust you.

you look so beautiful / handsome.

be quiet.

make me.

i just want to feel something.

make me feel something.

i couldn’t stop thinking about you.

you don’t have to be so gentle with me.

be gentle with me.

my clothes look better on you. 

is that my shirt?

this doesn’t mean anything.

don’t get attached.

try not to fall in love with me.

i want to be more than friends.

we’re just friends.

what are we?

what am i to you?

i love your bedhead.

just kiss me.

shut up and kiss me.

can i kiss you?

let me distract you.

i’ve missed you.

are you flirting with me?

say please.

please.

undress me.

is this okay?

are you sure?

tell me you want me.

come back to bed.

i don’t want to get up.

don’t go.

stay.

you’re so tense.

just relax.

i think i’m in love with you.

i love you.

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ymagishi said:

🍉, 🍓, and 🥭!

🍉  :    which of the four seasons suits my muse best,  and why?  

fall. odasaku is a mellow person with a calm temper. he’s the kind of person you feel at home with when you first meet him, yet he’ll never understand why. fall is an inbetween season. caught between the start and finish. you can’t get enough of it. it’s cool out, but in a comfortable way. leaves are dying but pumpkins are growing. colors of reds, browns, oranges - all warm. just like odasaku. 

🍓  :    how is my muse typically seen by others?  does it ring true to who they really are?  does their reputation matter to them?

not many people know oda. at first glance, he’s intimidating. considered the oddest port mafia member for never killing as well as not wanting to rank up. he’s dazai and ango’s closet friend - that alone is terrifying. those outside of the mafia likely see him as a deadbeat, wearing the same clothes and looking exhausted with stubble that he never finishes shaving off.

none of this is true, though.

odasaku is someone who cares for most he meets. people often worry about his monotone demeanor before learning that he “doesn’t care” because you’ve done something to piss him off, but genuinely just does not have it in him to care. he’s tired. he’s a simple man who wants to settle one day. nothing more, nothing less.

his reputation does not matter to him in the slightest. people are going to think what they think, it’s out of his control.

🥭  :    how important to my muse is their hometown,  or where they’re from? ��are they proud of it,  or considered a hometown hero?  did they move away,  or do they wish to?

yokohama has no real meaning to him. his kids live there, so he does too. he wants to one day move to a beach front and spend his days writing. but until then, he stays.

meme. | accepting. 

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𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   ♡   𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄

    send the corresponding symbol(s) for headcanons surrounding the given topic(s)!

🍍  :    how comfortable is my muse in their body?  how do they feel about their height,  weight,  strength,  and body type?  how important is being attractive to them?   🍅  :    how does my muse feel about plastic  /  cosmetic surgeries   &   procedures?  is it something they have done or would do?  do they mind if others do it?   🍏  :    how stable is my muse’s physical health?  do they go for regular or semi-regular checkups by a physician?  do they have any diagnosed illnesses and / or take any medication?  how often do they get sick? 🍎  :    how stable is my muse’s mental health?  have they been diagnosed with any mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they have any undiagnosed mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they or should they attend therapy?   🍑  :    how meticulously does my muse look after their physical appearance?  do they spend a lot of time on their hair,  makeup,  grooming,  and clothing?  is there a particular reason why they do or don’t?   🍒  :    how much does my muse value companionship?  do they constantly keep people around them,  or do they prefer to be alone often?  do they have or desire to have many friends?  do they see every meeting as an opportunity to make a new friend?   🍇  :    how would my muse describe their childhood?  how much has it impacted the person they are now,  or will become as an adult?  around what age did they or will they start to mature,  and why?  do they wish to go back to their days as a child,  or have they embraced adulthood?   🍐  :    how intelligent is my muse overall?  are they smarter than the average person,  or less than?  are they primarily self-taught,  or did they acquire most of their knowledge in school?  are they more street smart or book smart?   🍉  :    which of the four seasons suits my muse best,  and why?   🍌  :    is my muse inclined to help others,  or will they only do it when it benefits them,  if at all?  what makes them this way?  has it ever gotten them into trouble,  or inconvenienced them?  🍊  :    does my muse desire romance?  is it something they would actively seek out,  or prefer to happen more  ‘  naturally?  ’  what is their love life like?  do they have any exes or past flings,  or crushes?   🍓  :    how is my muse typically seen by others?  does it ring true to who they really are?  does their reputation matter to them?  🥝  :    does my muse have any  ‘  unusual  ’  habits,  interests,  and  /  or talents?  do they hide it,  or are they proud of it?   🍋  :    what kind of diet does my muse have?  do they eat regularly,  or the standard 2-3 meals a day?  do they have to be reminded to eat,  or are they likely to remind others?  do they cook,  or have others cook for them?  do they eat healthily,  or not so much?   🥭  :    how important to my muse is their hometown,  or where they’re from?  are they proud of it,  or considered a hometown hero?  did they move away,  or do they wish to?

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ymagishi

when the door is unlocked, suspicion immediately rises. his apartment was in a bad part of town, on the outskirts of yokohama but not yet dipping into the crater of slum territory; the cheapest of the cheap and a danger level so high that it ensured it stay that way.

odasaku raises his gun before entering, eyes darting from wall to wall as he searches. 

he doesn’t have to look very long.

there she stands, setting the table. 

even if it weren’t akin to a studio apartment, he would’ve quickly noted the now clean apartment. not that it had been filthy, but . . . it wasn’t nice, either. when his cat maron approaches, purring and rubbing against his leg, he trades the gun for her. placing it back into the holster under his arm as he picks her up and holds her as if she were a baby, that cat gladly nuzzling as he does. 

confusing or not, yukako was . . to be trusted. too old to be considered his own child, but not old enough for him to consider her a friend. not quite a mentor / mentee, but he enjoyed her company. so she was classified under trustable.  

❝ i could’ve shot you. ❞ no, he wouldn’t of. his ability almost guaranteed no harm would come to her if he were around. 

❝ and i thought i told you that key was for emergencies only. ❞

a key to his house should she ever need somewhere to hide or a quiet place to study. free to help herself to the fridge ( near empty and full of old takeout and beer. ) if she wanted. this didn’t look like any of those things. 

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museruled said:

“ ~ sit back and let me spoil you… you went an entire day without touching me… ” (chuuya @ oda)                 / meme. | accepting.

❝ 'm not stoppin’ you, baby.❞

not that he was making it easy, either. with every kiss chuuya gave, hands wondered further. with every nip or bite, came small grips that were more on the rough side; however far from those that would leave marks. 

cock already straining against his jeans, he can’t help but let out a groan as chuuya kisses at his neck. hands now moving to kneed the other’s ass from where he sits straddling. odasaku wasn’t one to take things slow. even when he spent hours making chuuya cum with just his mouth alone, at least he was doing something and not just sitting there. 

❝ spoiling, or teasing ? ❞

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❝ i wasn’t going to. ❞

well, not outright, at least. odasaku was a simple man who was easily kept happy and was usually unbothered by how busy ango was. that didn’t mean he wouldn’t take the opportunity to get time in where he could, though. 

❝ actually, despite you have so little faith in me, ❞ his tone turns teasing as he sits in the chair across from him, setting a take out bag on ango’s desk.  ❝ i stopped by to drop some food off. that’s all. promise. ❞ 

it’s a faulty promise. grounded in knowing that ango wouldn’t immediately kick him out if he was offering something useful. food was plenty useful. a grin takes over as he speaks once again,  ❝ but, if you’re offering - i don’t mind sitting here with you for a bit. ❞

@penflawed​ | Starter (Ango!)

       “I’ve told you before, I’m not off for another two days, Sakunosuke, and don’t even try to pry me away from this laptop.” Did he want him to be finished before his days off or not? It was like a child…. but he did find it endearing when he stopped by like this.

      It only caused a small smile to form on his face while he adjusted his glasses.

      “But other than that, can I help you~? Or did you just want my company…~?”