Dp au in my which everyone's dead except Danny.
So how would this work? I haven't given much thought to it tbh.
You know how ectoplasm is toxic to living creatures? And Amity park is filled with ambient ectoplasm? And also there's an active ghost portal spewing ectoplasm fresh from the zone 24/7??
I think that would be a solid reason for the slow death of pretty much everyone there. Everyone except Danny. Why? Because he isn't dead he only half died and then he came back.
So the ectoplasm does nothing harmful to him. His ghost side ensures that. But that isn't the case for everyone else.
For everyone else, Amity Park was normal one second and then,,,,not. Malevolent ghosts started appearing, a ghost superhero too, the sky was this faint shade of green, everything had this almost unnoticeable emerald green tinge. It gets harder and harder to breathe as the weeks pass by.
And they don't notice.
They used to, there used to be shouts of fear, or excitement (from caspar high students), gasps of surprise, some kind of reaction everytime Danny flew by, chasing yet another ghost. But not anymore.
Most of them didn't speak anymore, choosing to lie stiff and motionless, always in the same spot. They stared ahead, glassy eyed like they couldn't see him. Maybe they couldn't. He doesn't know.
But there are others who can. Others who aren't frozen still, who talk and scream and hiss and growl something feral and vengeful. He doesn't like them very much. Maybe it was something he did? The wraith woman with the hazmat suit and guns yelled at him the most. And she never missed her mark when it came to those guns. He doesn't like her much either.
There's another red haired woman. Girl. She's frozen though. He doesn't know how he can tell she had red hair. Or that she was a girl. It's weird. Her skeleton looks just like any others. He doesn't like her much either, she makes him sad without even saying anything. Not that she would ever speak again.
The one thing that he likes, he supposed, is flying. Sometimes when he flew high enough the sky would turn black and cold and stars would flicker like candles. (Stars. What were those?) But he'd get tired eventually and have to go back down.
It's fine though, the green skies aren't that bad either.
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Remember Us - The Original Ending
Genre: Fluff with a hurt (sorry not sorry Kunikida)
Ship: Chuuya x Dazai (Soukoku)
Words: 1,065
Note: This is the original ending! Do remember, I'm writing a new ending!! There is a reason for that! However the poll said to post this one and the new one... SO! Here is the original! Think of it as something to hold you over until the new (hopefully better) ending is done! Despite my editing, there still might be grammar/spelling mistakes.
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Ending 1 - Ending 2
Chuuya worked from home with Dazai either lying or sitting in his lap. That depended on if he worked in the living room or the office he made himself while Dazai was gone.
“Chibi..”
“What’s up Mackerel?”
“I’m thinking about rejoining the Mafia. It’s not like I remember too much of what happened there anyway.”
Chuuya stopped functioning for a second hearing that. “Never in any lifetime am I letting that happen. What made you think that’s a good idea?”
“I’d get to spend more time with Chibi, and if something like this happened again we’d still be together.”
“Hey, I already told ya it wasn’t your fault this happened. Even if we were together, we have no way of knowing if you’d have remembered anything.”
“I remembered them… How could I not have remembered you? I’m with Chuuya every day. I love you so much. How-”
“Hey! Osamu. It isn’t your fault. You’re never joining the mafia again. You’re here now and that’s what matters. I knew you’d remember eventually. One way or another, I knew it.” Chuuya lied.
“You’re too good for me, Slug.”
“No, it’s just the opposite, you stupid Mackerel.”
That wasn’t the last conversation they had about Dazai rejoining the Mafia. Each time Chuuya denied the idea. Both tried to make sure they understood what the other was saying.
Not even a week later work had to continue as normal. Or as normal as work could be when the Port Mafia and the ADA had to work together. On top of Dazai not seeing his co-workers in close to three weeks.
Yeah, Chuuya expects this to be a mess.
And a mess it was.
The two organizations met on neutral grounds. This way if something did break out, one side wouldn’t have the upper hand. Chuuya and Dazai were the last to arrive thanks to the younger. Although you could hear them before you could see them.
“Let go of me you stupid Mackerel.” They could hear Chuuya yell.
While no one could hear what Dazai undoubtedly whined back, they did hear Chuuya yell: “Fine! Happy now? Now go over to your shitty coworkers.”
“Much better! Thanks, Chibi!” Dazai said, with an obnoxiously loud kiss on his cheek. Both organizations just stared at the two since they were now both visible and Dazai was within earshot.
Fukuzawa and Mori - the boss of the Port Mafia - decided on their own, that for the time being that scene would be ignored. They do have more pressing matters to worry about.
Dazai’s co-workers, on the other hand, were not on the same page as their President. Dazai received a harsh glare from Kunikida and confused looks from everyone else as he took his place just behind and next to Fukuzawa.
Chuuya’s co-workers were more professional, opting to play twenty questions after the meeting was officially over. So they were only slightly more professional than Dazai’s.
Back at the agency’s office, Dazai was cornered almost immediately by Yosano, effectively putting space between Kunikida and Dazai. No one knew if she was protecting Dazai from Kunikida or Kunikida from Dazai. (If anyone in the office had to guess, it was Dazai from Kunikida.)
“What the hell was that?”
“What was what, Yosano?”
“You know exactly what I’m talking about Dazai. At the meeting. You showing up late hanging all over a Port Mafia Executive.”
“Oh, that! I got more memories back. Chuuya and I are married. If I annoy my Chibi enough he’ll let me wear his hat for the rest of the day.” Only Chuuya knows it’s because Dazai will miss him. “And before you ask, we eloped in France just after our eighteenth birthdays, but we started dating at sixteen.”
“Don’t you think you should have told us that before you lost your memory?” Kunikida asked, adjusting his glasses.
“I suppose I could have after the alliance was finalized. Didn’t really cross either of our minds. No one knew before today. No one. It was safer that way.” Dazai shrugged. “If you need him to sign any papers for the employee records, I’m sure he’ll grumble about it next time he’s here.”
No one brought up the date that was supposed to happen.
The office was quiet as everyone did their assigned work - even Dazai.
Back in Port Mafia headquarters, Chuuya was unable to answer the question of his coworkers as he was called up to Mori’s office. Everyone knew they would get the answers later.
“That was quite the display you put on at the meeting.”
“You know how Dazai is. He enjoys making a scene.”
“Yes, I suppose, he would. Tell me, how long have you two been together.”
“Almost seven years, married for five of them. This, of course, doesn’t affect my loyalty to the organization. Had it I would have left with him after you had his friend killed.” An effective way to say Chuuya has no intentions of betraying the organization, and in turn Mori, while not partially being Mori’s fan anymore. For some years now. With Mori never knowing the wiser. “Especially when you could have just assigned Dazai to that case. Having him cancel the enemy’s ability and then killing him would have been an effective way to keep a valuable pawn. After smoking Sakaguchi out as a mole, of course.”
“I see, that is quite the plan. I’m not quite sure it would have worked how you expect it though. You’re dismissed.”
“We wouldn’t exactly know that now would we, it’s a bit late to find out,” Chuuya added before he left the office to meet up with the rest of his coworkers. Answer their questions.
Hours later the happily married couple was reunited in the safety of their home. Comfortable clothes with fluffy blankets surrounding them. Chuuya’s hand runs through Dazai's hair while Dazai nuzzles Chuuya’s neck, holding him tight.
“‘Samu.”
“Hm?”
“Let’s go back to Paris for our anniversary.”
“That’s in two weeks, and we still have a joint job to do. When are we leaving?”
“The second the job is over. Remind everyone why Double Black is the best, even on different sides.”
“I’ll let the President know. I’m going to do some overtime work to make up for what I missed. I’ll probably be home before Chuuya anyway, but I’ll let you know.”
“I love you Osamu.”
“I love Chuuya more.”
BSD Master List - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Ending 2
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