#abhorcd

[a-house-of-rats-blog]

-- @abhorcd

[He attaches an address with the next text]

[Text] 9 PM, try not to be late.

[Text] I’ll be paying.

[abyssent]

@abhorcd || continued from ✧

Chuuya didn’t say anything right away. He’d picked Dazai up on a whim, testing to see if he could after being given the idea, but any usual retort he would have dished out died on the tip of his tongue. He stayed still, holding his former partner in his arms and feeling the force of the man’s weight—or rather, lack thereof. He couldn’t fathom it; couldn’t even begin to comprehend it. Nothing like this had ever happened before. Without thinking too much about it, he’d tried to use his ability to lessen the weight of Dazai in his arms, and it worked.

As far as he knew, that wasn’t supposed to happen. It wasn’t possible.

Except it was possible, because he was pretty certain he wasn’t dreaming or imagining things. Taking a few steps forward, he unceremoniously tossed Dazai onto the couch in front of both of them. Hands on his hips, he stared pointedly down at his former partner, his mouth a hard line and his brows furrowed. “You better have a damn good explanation ready, because I’d love to know why the actual fuck my ability just worked.”

[somegremlin-archive]

★ ༺ @abhorcd ༻ ★

「 ★ 」   ⋮    Ｍ Ａ Ｆ Ｉ Ａ Ｃ Ｈ Ｉ Ｌ Ｄ．    ⋮  ━━   Was   it   ever   a   GOOD   IDEA   to   defy   the   '   Demonic   Prodigy   of   the   Port   Mafia   '   ?   Not   at   all;   not   when   even   grown   men   quivered   at   Dazai   -   san's   feet.   There   was   hesitation   in   the   child's   eyes,   his   movements,   even   the   ESSENCE   of   his   very   being   !   But   in   that   same   body   was   weakness,   exhaustion.   A   child   shouldn't   even   be   IN   the   mafia   !

           '   Dazai   -   san   ...   can   we   just   ...   um   ...   '

          '   SKIP   the   mafia   stuff   today   ?   I'm   tired   from   YESTERDAY.   '

          Would   he   be   punished   for   even   asking   a   simple   question   ?   They   didn't   know.

[lunartxger-arc]

    “Why did Dazai-san do this time??? What is Ranpo-san trying to do???” Help him he’s really confused.

[sweetmelodiia-a]

@abhorcd Liked

❝  Ya  know,  when  I  heard   that   the  Demon  Prodigy   of   the   Port   Mafia  reappeared   after   going   off   the   grid   for   4   years   I  wasn’t   surprised  but..  ❞  Words   that   would  usually  sound  taunting   coming   from   anyone   else   sounded   confused   and   annoyed  coming   from   Mina.  ❝  ...Why   would   you   go  off   and   do  something   so   boring   like    work  for   a   detective   agency?  ❞

[benefacto]

abhorcd replied to your post:

no

          you’re hurting my feelings here, old sport. come now, surely you have some prose in you to dedicate to me in sheer fondness!

[guildielove]

abhorcd replied to your post “     meechi. as ya’ll are sending in that meme…is no one gonna talk...”

he have ..... thicc leg

     meechi. ...melville’s THICC

[gravitasbound-blog]

hewwo bc i'm inactive here here is my list of other blogs ! - @/beuvon ( fandomless/bsd centered oc ) - @/cfspice ( buttercup utonium) - @/abhorcd ( yumeno kyusaku / Q )

[abyssent]

abhorcd replied to your post “WAIFU STATS Since he doesn’t consider himself cute anyway, he has no...”

"Bedroom skills are awfully low, Chuuya~"

“What the fuck are you talking about?! It says 8/10 right there! That’s not low, dammit!”

[art-of-playing-god-blog]

SLAMS MY HANDS FUCKING DOWN listen you fucking write Fyodor ?? beautifully ?? I love him so much ? I kinda feel like you give him more justice than canon materia l.... i love him i love you ? i love both? both ? both ! pls continue being a gem of a human being

[This means a great deal to me coming from you as I have a great respect for your writing and love you deeply as a person. A higher compliment could not be had and I’m glad the expansion on his canon characterization reads well. I am most inspired by how he was portrayed in Dead Apple. Thank you for your encouragement. Love to you, always.]

[a-house-of-rats-blog]

abhorcd replied to your post: Who wants a kiss?

kiss me kiss me

He leans in with a smile and an arm looped around Dazai’s slender waist to pull him in so, impossibly close. Breath on his lips. Pulses quickening beneath fragile skin. Fyodor’s lips graze his jaw, his cheek, the side of his lips. 

Kiss me, kiss me.

He sinks his teeth into Dazai’s throat, sucking a bruise into his skin, chasing it with a gentle kiss.

[killmoral]

SHIP TAG dump. 

if you want a tag like THIS post and i’ll add you here~

@nisgyrchiant​ , @daimnas​ , @strxydcgs​ , @abhorcd​ . @swornblack​

[nullcfied-moved]

@abhorcd || SC Doppelganger v.

   --- It was late that day, already getting dark. Among the shadows, something or someone was chasing someone. It seemed like a shadow would appear behind him and with their claws grab him by his neck. But it was just a feeling, nothing was real. What was real was the appearance of someone who looked like exactly like that man, right behind him.

     ❝ --- Hey. ❞  They said out of the blue, to call his attention.  ❝ Do you want to die today? ❞

[abyssent]

@abhorcd

This wasn’t what Chuuya had expected whenever he agreed to another collaboration between the ADA and the Port Mafia. Working together with them was tolerable—maybe even enjoyable in this case, since his boyfriend was to be his partner for the mission, though he wouldn’t have breathed a word of that sentiment around anyone other than Dazai himself.

His partner aside, he wasn’t sure how to feel. On one hand, he looked amazing and he knew it. On the other hand, he looked amazing while wearing a long, wide-necked and rather snug burgundy dress that hugged his hips and showed off his legs courtesy of a high-cut slit on the left side. He’d done his makeup with the help of some tips from Kouyou, and the longer portion of his hair was pinned up in an artfully messy, wavy bun at the back of his head, the rest of it gently framing his face. Instead of his usual choker, the accessory around his neck was a wide black silk ribbon accented with a red rose in the center, and the heels of his black stilettos clicked against the floor with each step he took. Long, opera-style black gloves covered his hands, and his knife was concealed under his dress in a holster strapped around his right thigh.

In short, he was dressed to kill. 

The agency had originally received word that a large network of thieves with a known explosives ability user in their midst were planning to steal from a high-dollar charity auction taking place at an upscale resort hotel in Yokohama. Since the same group was said to be a rising enemy of the Port Mafia due to their numbers, a partnership made plenty of sense. Still, Chuuya had never dreamed he would be stuck wearing a dress to ‘blend in.’ Such were orders, he supposed, and they made sense. Discretion was important to avoid alerting the thieves, and a lone couple would stand out much less than a full offensive squad pretending to be newcomers to the auction scene. He and Dazai were perfect for the job.

Just to be cautious, they had arrived separately, and as he scanned the room for a sign of his partner, he could feel a number of eyes on him and hear the whispers; see the elbows that were jabbed into many a side.

                     “Gorgeous.”                                      “Stunning.” 

                 “Well look at that.”                        “Color me interested.”

                “I’d like to deflower that rose, if you know what I mean.”

That last jerk—what a fucking pig. Why was this a two-night event, again? So much for full discretion, but at least the comments made it obvious that no one but Dazai knew who he was, which was just as well. He heaved a sigh, muttering under his breath.

“Dazai, where are you?”

[inkblccded-moved]

@abhorcd | No Longer Human starter call

         “Hey. Hey, Osamu. Is that a new case file? Can I read it?” The walking ability rose up on the tips of his toes, stretching to see over his human’s shoulder. Dazai really was far too tall and seemed to take up much more space than he realized, but his ability had long grown used to having to peek around him. All in all, he usually enjoyed the detective.

Waiting around all day for Dazai to call on him, however, was starting to get boring.

Hearing about the other’s work was as interesting as things got for him during his downtime. He much preferred this work to their old occupation, at least, but hearing about it could only do so much for him before he wanted more.

“When are you gonna let me come to work with you?”

[killmoral]

↳ playlist mix tape  ¦  @abhorcd

01.) i will follow you into the dark : death cab for cutie  ¦  02.) youth : daughter  ¦  03.) habits of my heart : jaymes young  ¦  04.) this is gospel : panic at the disco  ¦  05.) love song requiem : trading yesterday   ¦  06.)  already gone :  sleeping at last   ¦  07.)  falling in love at a coffee shop : landon pigg   ¦  08.) somewhere only we know : keane   ¦  09.) i hate everything about you :  three days grace   ¦  10.) landslide : fleetwood mac

bonus track: lovesong : the cure