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[embersofthewoods]

The Way I Loved You ~ A Soukou fanfic

It was twilight, and Chuuya was sat on the roof of the mafia building, overlooking the city, smoking a cigarette, and completely lost in thought.

“You should smoke so much you know. You’ll damage your lungs – like my brother.”

Chuuya almost leapt out of his skin. “Jesus, Gin, I didn’t hear you coming.”

She only shrugged before adding, “I am an assassin. And quiet is kind of my thing.”

She sat down beside him, and swing her legs over the edge of the building. They sat in peaceful silence for a few moments, before Chuuya finally asked, “Why are you up here anyways?”

Gin gave him a look. “You’ve been up here, alone, for almost an hour.”

“So?”

“You miss him.”

Chuuya felt his face flush bright red. “What!? No, I- I mean… who are you- I don’t even know what you mean.” he declared.

“It’s alright,” said Gin, “I miss him too.”

“You- you do?” Chuuya couldn’t hide his surprise.

“Yes. Despite being excessively cruel to my brother sometimes, Dazai-san has taught him much. He was also the first person to ever give us a home. So yes, I miss him.”

“I suppose so. Why would I miss him though!?” asked Chuuya. His attempt to bluff his way out of the situation failed, as Gin gave him another look that quite clearly said ‘Don’t give me that crap.’

Chuuya sighed resignedly. “Okay. Fine. We were secretly…friends.”

“…”

“OKAY. More than friends. We- I- … Much as I hated him, - and I did hate him, - I… I think I loved him. And now… now that I’ve realised and accepted that… I miss him. So much.”

Gin looked at him silently, her soft eyes clearly indicating she understood and was listening.

“What was it like, to love him?” she asked softly.

“Wow.” Chuuya leaned back on his hands and gazed up at the stars.

“That’s a big question.

“Well, we would constantly be screaming at each other, especially in public obviously, and fighting to prove our strength.

“But then he would randomly come and drag me out of my apartment and we would kiss in the rain…” Chuuya sighed and smiled at the memory.

“And I was constantly up at like 2am, thinking of him. I would curse his name because I just couldn’t get him out of my head!! I was… I was that madly in love it made me act insane!” Chuuya punched his palm aggressively and covered his face with his hands. He peeped through his fingers and Gin, who was still listening in her quietly comprehensive way, before continuing.

“I had so many mental breakdowns, like panic attacks, and times when I would just… I had to cry in a corner.” He stopped again and glared at Gin suddenly. “You won’t tell anyone about this. Will you.” he said gruffly.

Gins eyes, filled with kindness, stared back. “Not if you don’t want me to.” she promised.

Chuuya relaxed slightly. “Good. Yeah. Well, when… that happened, it was always okay, because he was there to comfort me, and tell me ‘its okay, I’m here’. And I would always be there for him. And now…” Chuuya broke off, his voice filled with emotion. He composed himself quickly and resumed, in still a slightly shaky voice.

“Also… he was the one who encourage me to come out to you guys… do you remember?”

Gin nodded, “I do. That was so brave of you.”

Chuuya sighed sadly, “well, Dazai was the reason I has the courage to do it.

“It… I mean… the whole experience gave me a rush, like I was on a rollercoaster, ya know? It made me giddy with love and happiness, but now, its over, so suddenly. And all I feel is kind of… sick.

“But mostly… I just never knew I could feel that much. Like… I’m… I don’t… I’m hardly human. Yet all these emotions that I couldn’t explain, let alone understand just filled me, and… it was all because of him.

“So yeah. That’s the way I loved him. And God, did I love him. I see that now.”

Chuuya sniffed, and breathed deeply.

“It’s alright,” said Gin.

“I know! I’m fine!” insisted Chuuya.

“Yes. But… that’s a lot. I think you should tell him how you feel. Then maybe… he will come back. For all of us.”

Chuuya looked at her sceptically. “I could never say all that to him.”

“Well maybe, you don’t have to.”

The confusion was evident on Chuuya’s face, so Gin continued,

“You’re a musician, right?”

“How on earth do you-“ Chuuya interjected.

“Never mind how I know. But you could write him a song. Saying everything you’ve just told me.” she suggested softly.

Chuuya stared vacantly at the city.

“I… well, … maybe I could.”

But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain,

And it's 2 a.m. and I'm cursing your name,

So in love that I acted insane

And that's the way I loved you.

Breaking down and coming on out,

It's a roller coaster kind of rush,

And I never knew I could feel that much,

But that's the way I loved you

HELLO MY FRIENDS I have returned from the abyss. This fic took /ages/ as I just kept procrastinating it but it is now finally here.

Obviously I based it on the lyrics to the Taylor Swift song "The Way I Loved You". I just thought the lyrics fit Soukou so damn well. I like taking inspiration from random stuff like this :) I have more lyrics fanfics in the works so lemme know if you'd want to see that and if there's any songs or ships you'd particularly like to see :)!

AS USUAL any feedback is gratefully received. I want to know what you guys think!! I had loads of fun writing this so I hope you like it too!!

K bye I will return. Soonish. :)

Edit: oh yeah tags are a thing

[tittysuckersworld]

new wip eheee

bark for more info/the spicier ideas >:)

[rafyki]

New Soukoku fic!!

Summary:

“It’s the city of love, Chuuya”.

He has to wait for an answer. Chuuya’s breathing is stable, controlled, like he’s trying his best to not hit Dazai right here and now. They haven’t moved an inch, but for the whole time Dazai feels like the distance between them is growing bigger and bigger. There they are, the fears gripping him.

“Never took you for a romantic”, Chuuya finally speaks, relaxing again against him.

“I’m going to buy you a rose and chocolate”.

“I think I deserve a whole bouquet of roses, not only one”.

“One single rose is more romantic”, Dazai says, and perhaps it should be ridiculous, but the simple thought makes him smile. ”But whatever you want, Chibi”.

[jalapenobee]

dazai no matter how many times you try. the lollipop trick will not work.

[chuu-huahua]

guys @downbadforpixels​ sent me this 

and told me “pm + ada karaoke/just dance night because i said so and dazai as the princess and chuuya as the prince except chuuya actually pulls out a ring” and i 100% agree. so here’s SOUKOKU JUST DANCE SHENANIGANS

because yes, kouyou did set them up. she hides a cheeky smile behind the sleeve of her kimono before settling down next to the agency’s doctor, chatting with her amiably while she keeps an eye on dazai and chuuya. they had dragged each other onto the cleared dance floor, elbowing each other while their loud argues could be heard by everyone in the room.

the music starts, drawing their attention away from each other, as they get ready to dance. chuuya seems as if he’s right at home, body moving to the beat and executing the moves flawlessly, while dazai seemed slightly awkward with his bolo tie almost flying over his head. the agency and mafia members watch them silently, sipping their drinks and some of them giggling to each other.

as the music reaches the final chorus, chuuya bends down on one knee and reaches a gloved hand into his pant pocket. dazai teasingly stretches out his left hand, holding it in front of chuuya before turning around to kunikida to laugh. however, a few gasps from the surrounding people make him turn his head back in curiosity, only to come face to face with chuuya who was holding out a ring to him.

dazai’s face is flushed. his lighter complexion makes the blood gathering on his cheeks obvious and he can feel his face and neck heat up as he lets out a quiet “eh?” at the sight before him. the ring reflected the dim lights of the room, letting them bounce against the cool metal surface and reflect on the surfaces of the small diamonds on the band.

chuuya encircles dazai’s hands gently, rubbing a gloved thumb across the inside of his wrist. bringing his knuckles up to his lips, he presses against them slightly, reveling in the way dazai seems to have completely shut down. he raises his brows in a silent question, satisfied when dazai nods his head dazedly. 

dazai only snaps out of it when the metal band is smoothly inserted onto his left ring finger, and chuuya stands up to pull dazai down into a proper kiss.

the crowd around them cheers as the music continues to play, but the couple only continues to stare into each others eyes before letting their lips meet each other again.

“... i talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress; it’s a love story, baby, just say yes !”

[tenfluenza]

i wrote a soukoku fic yay go check it out

[crowscadence]

Hey guys! You can call me Parker (he/him)

(yes I used to have Crow as my name on here but I decided to scrap the alias but you can call me that if you want idrc lmao)

Anyways! Hi, I’m Parker. I’m 17 and currently being crushed by the weight of senioritis. Welcome to my blog where I post and reblog my random thoughts and things that I think are funny and/or relate to whatever I’m interested in. There’s a lot of rambling on here and I make it everyone’s problem.

My main fandoms are Pokémon (esp Absol, which I love a normal amount) and BSD (which I also definitely love a normal amount) but I’m into some other stuff too. I run a Genshin rp account @veridian-vulpine and a BSD rp account @enigmasigma if anyone wants to check them out :)

My ask box is always open! (Don’t send explicit shit please and thank you lmao)

(Also I am diagnosed w tourettes so if you don’t wanna see those posts you may wanna block those tags bc ik from experience that talking/thinking about tics too much can trigger them)

I also write fanfictions!

You can find me on ao3 as CorvidFanWorks. I mainly write whatever I’m currently fixated on. For a while that was Genshin and now it’s BSD.

Here’s some of my favorite fics I’ve posted, if y’all wanna check them out

The Aftereffects of Vampirism ft. Shin Soukoku- BSD, M/M, no archive warnings, teen and up audience, Atsushi x Akutagawa, hurt/comfort, Akutagawa’s vampirism

At Peace At Last- Genshin, M/M, Xiao x Venti, no archive warnings, general, hurt comfort resulting from Xiao’s karmic debt being a bitch (good lord this thing is from 2022 it’s older than I thought-)

Shin Soukoku Sleepover Shenanigans- BSD, M/M, no archive warnings, general, fluff, lots of fluff, kind of crack but treated seriously

Let Me Be Vulnerable, Just For a Moment- BSD, Fukuzawa & Ranpo (father son dynamic yay), general audience, basically just Ranpo coming out to Fukuzawa

I’ll add more in the future!

Atsushi banner crop from @kyouka-supremacy, edited/shaded by me, bg photo by James Wheeler on Pexels, icon art from Pokémon TCG

[arlerthardt]

❤️‍🔥 soukoku fics i wrote ❤️‍🔥

(with badly written summaries)

leaping to the sound of your heartbeat

it's basically just chuuya taking care of a very drunk dazai with lots of fluffy and domestic soukoku moments

it's very fluffy that i cringed sometimes like omg i wrote THIS????

garlic butter seared lobster tail

chuuya is trying to catch his cheating boyfriend on action so he follows him to a restaurant but he ends up reviewing the food with a stranger (spoiler alert: yes, dazai is the stranger)

i wanted to make a no power au for a while and now i finally did it yay!

in a world of boys she's a gentleman

a childhood friends to lovers skk fic where chuuya is basically the woman of my dream while dazai is being an embarrassment that even i got a second-hand embarrassment while writing

this was inspired by a taylor swift song and idk why i shot them with the yuri beam it just seems right

damn, a commuter line has a matchmaking function too now?

basically it's single dad chuuya and dazai being absolutely head over heels for him (+ his daughter) since the very first time he looked at him hashtag relatable

this story is my first fic written in mostly dazai's pov and ngl i think i might write a lot more because i love being whipped for chuuya it's fun

endless longing, eternal promise

chuuya and dazai actually having a serious heart-to-heart conversation and being honest to one another. they have a fun dynamic here despite their... unique first meet. they were a pining MESS but they sorted everything out at the end

contrary with the title, this is probably the silliest fic i wrote so far they're so stupid smh and this is like the combination of fic i wanna write, college au and (silly) marriage proposal

this list is obviously ongoing i will add more as i write more fics and trust me i still have lots of wip on my google docs so wait for me my beloveds 🤍

[knockyasocksoff2022]

👻 The Haunted House - HS/Uni AU 🎃

Based on a cute prompt I saw somewhere. Sakunosuke (22) and Osamu (17) are brothers here. Chuuya is Fukumori's adopted son. Gifts are still present in this au. Saku and Osamu's parents were government spies with abilities of their own and they were killed overseas. Ango is (20).

This took way too long for me to write and I went off my original idea by miles but hey here we are, and this is kind of rushed because I just had this idea and wnated to write somthing. Also I know it's technically to early to be Halloween posting, but do you think I care? NO!

Yay for my first ever Odango fic and also my first halloween fic.

Ships: Odango & Soukoku & Fukumori & Shin Soukoku & Kosano, Ranpoe

Under the cut due to length (1,666 words)

Sakunosuke's Perspective

It was no accident that when my parents chose to move us here it was so close to the good universities. (Looking back on it now it's almost as if they knew that they would . . .)

But when they died of mysterious circumstances (they worked for the government and nobody would tell us exactly what happened), I decided I would stay home to care for Osamu, who was six at the time. 

But then when their will was read it was explicitly stated that both of us had to stay in school through uni or else we wouldn't get any inheritance. It didn't make any sense, if I had to leave for uni in seven years, who was going to care for Osamu?

Luckily when I got into uni it was close enough that I can drive home most weekends with no trouble. And our neighbours, an older couple, Yukichi and Rintarou Mori-san, watch over Osamu while I'm gone for the week. They have a daughter named Elise, a kid named Kyusaku, and a son named Chuuya who's in Osamu's grade. Plus Chuuya is Osamu's boyfriend.

I have a boyfriend as well, Sakaguchi Ango. He follows me into the house. 

We're a little early because we only have one afternoon class on Fridays so Osamu and Chuuya haven't been let out of school yet.

We get to work, filling my school bag with snacks and water and the ouija board, all in preparation for tonight's adventures.

You see, there's this old house that used to belong to some old mafia boss who passed away from illness a few years ago. The property has fallen into decay ever since, and since it's Halloween Osamu begged us to come with him and have a big camp out inside. Because that's like the smartest thing ever.

It's fine, it's not like we have anything else to do. Akiko and Koyou are having a girls only sleepover and Ranpo and Edgar are do a true crime/ghost adventures marrathon (no thank you). If I had to guess Nathaniel is handing out flyers about resisting the devil to innocent kids who had the unfortuante idea to try and trick or treat at his house, and Howard is asleep.

Besides, it's not dangerous, and Ango and I will be able to say we made out in a haunted house.

We hear the keys rattle, and childishly Ango and I duck behind the sofa. 

When we hear footsteps entering the kitchen we jump out. "Trick or Treat!!!"

"AHHH! What the ever loving Jesus?"

"Huh?" I'm just as confused as the kid who just jumped a metre in the air. They're pale with perfectly divided lavender and white hair down to his hips, and they're hiding behind a tall boy who's even more of a bean pole than Osamu.

"Calm yourself, Sigma." He has an unmistakable Russian accent. He turns to Osamu, "This is your brother?"

"Fuck you, Saku." Osamu flips me off with a smile in lieu of an answer. I ruffle his hair and he hugs me. I tug at the bandages over his eye playfully.

"What happened there?"

He doesn't answer. 

"He ran into a pole." Chuuya explains. 

Ango raises an eyebrow behind his owl like glasses. "Okay, I doubt that, but anyways . . ."

"Cool, Osamu never mentioned having siblings!" Another boy steps forward with his hand outstretched, his handshake is firm and he shakes harder and faster than is necessary. His white plait shakes with the motion and his small top hat threatens to slip off his head but doesn't.

"I'm Nikolai! Can you guess where I just moved from?" The boy for some reason reminds me of a circus troupe member. He pronounces his name with a heavy accent but the rest of the words are almost accent free.

"Umm . . ."

Nikolai looks at the other Russian boy, as if telling him something silently.

"Five more seconds." The boy says in a bored monotone. It takes me a second and I realise he must be translating. Nikolai must have practised the first line to say it in Japanese, how cute.

Hmm, if he's asked me to guess, maybe he isn't russian. Ah, why am I taking this so seriously? Whatever!

" . . . Russia." I guess.

"Nope. Wrong. You lose." the boy translates again in monotone. I suppress a laugh, not wanting to seem rude.

"He moved here from Ukraine on Monday. But he speaks Russian so Fyo's helping him learn Japanese." Osamu explains

"You speak very well already Nikolai-kun." 

Nikolai beams, "Thank you for the compliment, but Fedya is the one to thank for all his work, he's been teaching me so well. Fedya's such a good teacher." 

"Yeah, count on Mackerel here, to invite the weird Russian kids to our camp out." Chuuya scoffs and pulls Osamu closer. My brother doesn't say anything for a moment. Then he gestures to the tallest of the russians.

"This is Fyodor, the one I've told you about. He moved here from Russia last year."

"Oh, yeah, you've mentioned him."

"How have you been liking Japan?" Ango asks

"It's a bit hot but on the whole a quaint place." he says it like he's reading from a travel blog written by the people who write instruction manuals.

This time neither I nor Ango can stifle our laughter. It is objectively true, Japan is alot smaller than Russia.

Chuuya points to the kid with the two toned hair, "This is Sigma, nobody really knows where they came from, they kind of just appeared when we were grade 7. This is the first time we've brought them over. They're five by the way, so no swearing tonight."

"Shut up!" Sigma shoves Osamu who's still firmly anchored to Chuuya, and doesn't move.

Chuuya's shoulders shake with laughter and he pats Osamu's shoulders to congratulate him on the tease.

"Alright, we've got snacks, water and that stupid book Kunikida bought for Osamu's birthday last year, about catching ghosts."

"Koonikida? The idealist? Hmm, and I thought he was allergic to fun. It's good, maybe Osamu is rubbing off on him." Nikolai giggles maniacally.

"So is everyone coming then?" Fyodor sounds less than pleased.

"Nope, Kunikida says he has to study, he joined some group with some of the American transfer students, Meg and Louisa, at least that means we're seeing less of him." Chuuya emphasises the word study to show exactly what he thinks of the slightly older boy, "It's fine with me. Think about it surrounded by girls and yet, at this point he should just find himself a boyfriend. It's those "ideals" of his, I'm telling you. He shared a few with us once . . ." he shivers theatrically, "My ears are scared now. John said this whole thing was lame, but he's really just being a coward. Atsushi and Ryu finally got the courage to ask each other out, they're having a sleepover. And Kenji invited Kyouka to go trick or treating in his village. They left this morning."

Everyone nods.

"So, you got supplies?" he asks me

"Yup!"

We all look out the window to the street where the sun's light is beginning to get softer and night is bleeding its way across the sky, smudging the blue with black until the whole canvas is covered.

"Well, it's starting to get dark. We should leave now." Ango hands me the bag and we set off.

The walk is far but it passes quickly with the chatter of the group. Chuuya and my brother stayed in the back. I notice Osamu hasn't said much of anything but that isn't too unusual for him.

When we get to the decrepit old building it looks like the inspiration for all the haunted houses I've ever seen. The yard is full of broken or rusted lawn ornaments and ivy covers the crumbling wood siding of the house.

When we walk to the front door I look back and do a quick head count. Everyone's here. And Osamu is wearing Chuuya's jacket. He shivers even though the night is warm.

"Awww, are you cold Osamu?" I tease my brother who clings to his boyfriend.

Chuuya shoves me back gently and rolls his eyes, "Oi, lay off, he's sick." 

Oh. That must be why he's been so quiet. And now that I think about it he does look paler than normal.

"Aww, did you catch the sniffles?"

"Shut up, I'll cough on you Saku, don't think I won't."

We all laugh at the quiet violence in his voice. I'll admit he even scares me sometimes but he's clearly in no condition to do anything. 

"Did any of you pack medicine, or am I expected to do everything round here?" Ango asks the question I'd just been thinking.

"We're not dumb, yeah I have some stuff in my bag. My dad is a doctor, remember?"

"Yeah, Saku. I'll be fine, let's gooooo already." he draws out the go with exaggerated boredom.

"Yay, LET'S GOOO! Yippie!" Nikolai jumps up and down until Fyodor forces him to stay put with a gentle hand on his shoulder.

Osamu shoves me and I shove back, then we step inside. 

"Bet you can't make it all night, eh, Sigma?" I hear Chuuya say to the kid who honestly looks a little terrified.

"O-of c-ourse I can." Then under his breath, "Why do I go along with these idiots?"

This is going to be the most interesting Halloween we've had so far, that's for sure.

(A/N: Yes, I did remember now that Ango is his surname and I may change it but couldn't think of a cute nickname Oda would have for him and I didn't feel like typing Sakaguchi out a bunch of times.)

[justabtsblog]

Sorry I haven’t written in a while.

I’ve been stuck so I’ve been working on some Bungou Stray Dogs stories right now. Soukoku (Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya) is my new favourite pairing to write for. DON’T WORRY I HAVEN’T ABANDONED YOU ALL!

I’ll be back soon. probably as soon as I finish the Soukoku one shot I’m working on. It’s more of a mini fic at this point because you all know how my stories always somehow end up being at least three chapters longer than I meant for them to be (kind of like this post right now) anyways.

I’LL BE BACK SOON. I PROMISE

When I do come back I’ll be posting the last chapter of I Could Never Forget You | Namjin and a new story called Can I Be Your One | Taekook

SEE YOU ALL SOON 💜

(A/N: I was scroling down my blog to find a post and I realised it’s been so long since I’ve actually written anything for this blog. So so so sorry about all the reblogs guys lol. And I have a request I’m working on so yay!)

Any BTS and Bungou Stray Dogs fans here?

I write Bungou Stray Dogs things on a blog called knockyasocksoff2022. The same name as my Wattpad username.)

@knockyasocksoff2022

[angst-in-space]

june '24 writing progress

words written: 8.6k

most words written in a day: 1,265

least words written in a day: 0

yearly total: 65.5k

projects worked on:

ya sci-fi book rewrites

finished outlining bsd regency au

soukoku oneshot

planning another bsd au

works published in june:

none

june goals:

stares… make progress on ya sci-fi book… once again, if i could just finish at least One Chapter that would be great lol

edit/post ch 10 of sylvix dreamscape?

edit/post ch 16 of altea rising?

finish a first draft of soukoku oneshot

finish bsd regency au outline (i’m hoping i can start writing this fic in july)

work on other fics??

july goals

meet my camp nano goal of 30k words for the month / approx. 1k a day

finish ya sci-fi book rewrites? haha? *laughs through my tears*

finish first draft of soukoku oneshot

start a first draft of bsd regency au

implement beta feedback for sylvix dreamscape fic ch 10 and post

notes:

had another pretty busy month and i didn't get as much writing done as i'd hoped... but i am trying to write 30k for camp nano this month, which i'm hoping will motivate me. although, i have kind of a lot of plans this month too lol but IT'S OK I GOT THIS.

once again i....have not finished rewrites of my book... in fact i only wrote a little over 1k of it. but this month i'm pretty determined to make an actual dent in it. we'll see what happens!

i did however make a good chunk of progress on the soukoku oneshot and am pretty close to finishing a first draft of that! hoping i can get through the rest of it, and get started on the much longer bsd regency au i've been planning for months (and finally finished an outline for! yay!!)

ALSOOO really hoping to implement the beta feedback i've gotten on sylvix dreamscape fic ch 10 cuz i do really want to publish that by end of the month! so look out for that!!!

and yeah i think that's about it for this month, wish me luck lol

[sskk-ao3feed]

Bungo Stray Wizards

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/JnFrlK9 by Var1an_0nl1ne Atsushi has always managed to get himself into trouble, whether he was trying to or not. When he's kicked out of his orphanage for just that, he begins his journey into a world of witchcraft and wizardry. Or at least that's what the guy floating down the river just told him. ⋆·˚ ༘ * A Harry Potter AU with Atsushi as the protag because why not please read my fic :D yay!! Words: 4606, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Lucy Maud Montgomery (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) Relationships: Akutagawa Ryuunosuke/Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu & Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Lucy Maud Montgomery & Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke & Lucy Maud Montgomery & Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Magic, Harry Potter AU, Angst, Betaed, Slow Burn, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Nakajima Atsushi Needs a Hug (Bungou Stray Dogs), Updates come when they come, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Silly, sskk, shin soukoku, skk is minor (sorry skk fans), Weretiger Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Rashomon | Akutagawa Ryuunosuke's Ability (Bungou Stray Dogs), Magic-Users, Hogwarts is in Japan, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, Tiger Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Implied/Referenced Torture, Its bsd but hp, Atsushi is the mc, Not Canon Compliant read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/JnFrlK9

[chuuyasdog]

Chapter 2 of my fae skk fic

Soukoku actually talk to each other, yay, before they get very distracted by the plot actually starting

[drunk-on-angst]

By The River

Pairing: Soukoku

Word Count: 430

Warnings: attempted suicide (aka regular Dazai stuff)

Dazai sat shivering on the river bank, sopping wet from head to toe. He had jumped into the river once more in hopes of a wonderful death but had gotten his foot stuck in a wedge. Now he sat on the river bank, pouting like a child denied candy. The sun was setting, and the city’s noises floated softly in the wind. Right then soft footsteps approached from behind followed by a tired sigh.

“How’d it go?”, a tired voice asked.

“As you can see I’m not dead so I’m sure you can guess yourself how it went Chuuya.”, the 15-year-old whined.

Chuuya was tired after a whole day’s work and being tasked with looking for Dazai, because no one could find him, just made his day worse. Now he’d have to take this idiot back to the mafia building, rest for maybe half-an-hour before going out again. He had no energy and all he could was play along with Dazai’s antics.

“Everyone’s been looking for you.”, he said sitting down on the riverside. The water shone orange and sparkled beautifully in front of them. Chuuya’s flaming hair blended in perfectly with the warm surroundings.

“Well that’s strange. They should’ve found me by now. Good thing my personal dog has a good nose.”

Chuuya just grunted, too tired to even register Dazai’s insults. This concerned the boy greatly.

“Oi Chibi are you dying or something?”

“Not before you.” Chuuya murmured gazing off into the distance. Dazai noticed Chuuya’s head starting to sink before he jerked himself awake again. Dazai let out a little chuckle. Chuuya’s condition was quite hilarious from his point of view.

“You should sleep you know?”

He was met with another sleepy grunt.

“Oh my, what am I going to do with you?”

Dazai lightly pushed Chuuya into his lap, “If you want to sleep then just say so.”

“I’m not going to sleep. ‘Specially not in your stinky wet lap.”

Chuuya was fighting to stay awake, his eyes closing before fluttering open again. He tried to glare at Dazai but couldn’t.

“Well if you prefer having concrete for a pillow, be my guest.”, Dazai said, about to push Chuuya off and get up.

“Wait.” Chuuya grunted. He turned around so that he faced Dazai’s stomach and snuggled in closer.

“You’re going to get wet. Plus what happened to me being stinky?”

“It’s better than the concrete. You said it yourself.”

“I’ll tell Mori you had a hard time fishing me out of the river.”

“Thanks.”

Dazai placed a gentle kiss on Chuuya’s forehead after he was sure he was fast asleep.

[quinnlocke]

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) Characters: Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs), Ozaki Kouyou (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kunikida Doppo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Edogawa Ranpo (Bungou Stray Dogs), Original Female Character(s), The Bronte Sisters Additional Tags: Hypnotism, Kidnapping, Suicide Attempt, Drugs, Chuuya in the ADA, Developing Relationship, Post-Canon, Canon-Typical Violence Summary:

When Dazai is kidnapped, it's going to take Chuuya and the entire ADA to get him back - assuming there's much left to bring home.

When Dazai finally falls, will Chuuya be there to catch him?

[hopeless-anime-addict]

So this was supposed to be a short drabble, but it got too long to fit in your ask box @fy-soukoku

Title: Heaven’s Lullaby Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs External: AO3 Ratings/Warnings: Gen Summary: A fluttering birdsong, the creaking of floorboards, the rattle of wheels against marble: each sound sends a fresh wave of pain through Akutagawa’s head Notes: Inspired by this anon message sent to fy-soukoku. Word Count: 500

The couch is stiff, its leather covering crackling each time Akutagawa moves. Outside, dark clouds threaten the sky, but the hotel lights reflect blinding rays off the glass tabletop. Akutagawa turns his head away, pressing his eyes closed as pain surges against his skull. Distantly, he can remember when the first dull throb started behind his temples. Tachihara is gruff as he delivers the report, but his voice raises to an uncomfortable pitch as his panic increases. Akutagawa tries to resolve the issue, but before long he’s standing in Mori’s office, a sharp pressure building behind his eye. He needs to take the train, Mori tells him, and meet with a partner. His words swirl through Akutagawa’s mind like smoke, and, as the headache claws itself into a migraine, scratching across his forehead, slicing into the soft tissues behind his eyelids, Akutagawa feels the smoke seep into his lungs, lighting a fire in his throat with each cough forcing its way past his lips. Even outside of his office, packed inside the crowded train car, his words linger, like oil clinging to his skin in black rivulets. It mixes with another voice, one that is childish, yet cold. Together, they tell him he should have done better, tried harder. Something soft raps against the door. Akutagawa opens his mouth, but another cough sears his tongue, sending rapid pulses through his head like a cry for help. Another knock, this one louder. Reluctantly, Akutagawa presses a hand over his ear and shuffles to the door. Atsushi freezes, hand raised to knock again. “Oh, hi-” Akutagawa slams the door closed. The sound hits him like a slap, echoing through the room, and he winces. “Akutagawa,” Atsushi’s growl is muffled. A moment later, the door swings open. “You-” Cracking open his eyes, Akutagawa watches the scowl wash from Atsushi’s face. “You don’t look right.” Concern drapes over his voice like a blanket, gentle and warm. “Are you okay?” The room sways. Akutagawa’s legs shake, but he turns back to the couch and hisses, “I’m fine.” The carpet swallows soft footsteps, and then Atsushi is sitting beside him, thoughtful eyes carefully searching Akutagawa’s face. “You don’t have to work if you’re sick, you know.” From the corner of his vision, he watches Atsushi press a hand against his stomach, as if touching an old wound. “Pushing yourself too hard makes everything hurt more.” There is more to this story, Akutagawa knows, but, as Atsushi steers the conversation around their mission and what actions they must take, his words slip through Akutagawa’s fingers. Only the sound of his voice remains, a gentle lullaby. It drifts over his skin, washing away the oil and pain. Relaxing the tense muscles in his shoulders, Akutagawa rests his head against the couch, taking a deep breath as the smoke finally clears from his lungs. Through the window, a glimmer of sunlight emerges hesitantly, shinning brilliant gold against the purple clouds, like a beacon of hope against a dark world.