#bsd chūya

[flamie-42]

Chuuya: Dazai come here I need your help

Dazai: what’s up

Chuuya: *gestures frantically at computer screen*

*five minutes later*

Kyouyou: boys have you finished the mission report

Dazai and Chuuya: *crying in corner pointing at computer screen*

[youroriginalsublimecupcakestuff]

Dazai : Hey.

Chuuya : How'd you find me ?

Dazai : july 14th, 2016. Demon Prodigy dazai osamu and king of sheep Nakahara Chuuya conducted our first partnership. This is where we came the night I won our bet and you fell in love with me.

Chuuya : Dazai.

Dazai : The day that you stepped on me for 20 seconds and I became obsessed with you forever.

[goldetrash]

breaking out of art block

[poetikara]

OH! and in addition to my last post where i said chuuya would not be mad at dazai for leaving may i also suggest:

this panel is so important to me because i view it as a way of asking “are we okay?” or “you’re not mad at me right?” and “we are okay, i’m not mad.” type of confirmation. that’s why i ache that dazai laughing till he cries isn’t animated because it means they are okay :( .

[breadorbeez]

I crocheted Chuuya!

[bendydudeinc]

UGHHHHHHHH I want Chūyas hands. His pretty hands. I want to watch his eyes grow hooded and dark with lust as he slowly brings his gloved fingers to his lips and bites his glove off one finger at a time because he knows it gets me hot and bothered. I want Chūya to circle his fingers around the outside of my dripping hole as I squirm and cry for him to put them in. I don’t think he’d last long with that after seeing my folds clench around nothing. I want him to relentlessly thrust into me with his fingers to the beat of our favorite songs, smiling smugly to himself like the stupid sexy asshole he is as he keeps scissoring and thrusting against my most sensitive spots to the rhythm, even as my eyes roll back and I babble that it’s too much during a fast pace song, he’ll just curl his fingers harder to shut me up. I want Chūya to talk down to me like the filthy whore I am and humiliate me when I cry out and gush around his fingers for the god knows what time since he put the playlist on shuffle because godammit it’s just so fucking good.

DID I MENTION HED TOTALLY USE HIS GRAVITY TO KEEP GOING LONG AFTER HE GETS TIRED AND HIT EVERY BEAT?? AGHAHHSH

[suchagreatimetobealive]

𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 ~°•*'▪︎

Insecure!Reader x Chuuya Nakahara.

— Small drabble.

— My first time writing something like this please don't come at me.

There are a lot of issues that working for the mafia can give; many paranoias of any kind.

Of course the one that's more relevant these days It's the silliest you could muster; jealousy.

Or inferiority, whatever that is.

Recently a new girl has joined the port; she is absolutely gorgeous.

Silky smooth brown hair that just looks so soft to the touch, it makes you dream about touching them. Emerald eyes so full of emotion, they make you stare at them, losing time to just admire the beauty of something so simple but mesmerising.

A style that has you go on your knees for her, that matches her personality so well; polite, elegant and patient. She is so kind to everyone, stern when she demands to be treated with the same respect she gives. You genuinely like her, you would love to befriend her, just be in good terms.. and at first, that was your intention.

But then.

Then there's your boyfriend; One of the most loyal executives, Chuuya Nakahara.

You love him so much, your heart is so full sometimes you feel like it could burst out your chest, heavy with all the emotions this man gives you.

He never ever gave you any doubt about his loyalty, he never tried anything, he is so spontaneous it makes you laugh sometimes, how he doesn't appreciate when others try to flirt with him, or touch him inappropriately.

The newcomer in your job just makes you doubt about yourself; you are a kind, respected girl. Everybody enjoys your presence, and you aren't ugly at all. The first time your best friend saw you, he flirted with you (he flirts with any woman he sees, but still). And Chuuya worship you like you are the only girl he has the pleasure to see every day.

But she's so.. perfect. She has a perfect face shape, a perfect nose, lips, body.

You are pretty, but are you this pretty?

It makes you wonder; are you enough for Chuuya?

It happens on free evenings that you, Chuuya and other members spend time together, chattering about whatever comes to mind with a drink in hand in some bar that luckily never smells too bad.

And there are days she also agrees to come.

Like today. And you hate with all your energy how your chest tighten, the hunger and thirst disappearing and not making a sign of coming back throughout all the night.

You rest next to Chuuya, your head itching to lean on his shoulder as he holds you with an arm wrapped around your waist like he always does, keeping you close to him with the other hand occupied by a glass of expensive wine.

He also often hold the drink in front of your face, silently asking if you want some with his eyes, since he noticed you didn't touch anything and it's been hours. He knows you might come shy at times, he's just a bit confused since you know most these people like the back of your hand.

But you don't really feel like drinking, or eating at all, and It's not because of your shyness.

Her laugher sometimes invades your senses, such a pleasurable sound to hear. Her voice is also so velvety, like a melody. Maybe you are making a big deal out of it.

If you were to talk about this to your best friend he would flick his finger on your forehead and tell you to not worry (Or ask her if she's willing to commit a "romantic" double suicide with him).

You don't realise how concerned you made Chuuya until you walk out of the bar, only you and him getting greeted by the night sky that watches over you.

Two steady arms are wrapped safely around your waist, worried blue enchanting eyes scanning yours almost wishing they could understand what has gotten into you without you having to explain it.

"Darlin', are you okay?" Now holding your cheeks, his gloved fingers caress your skin softly, and you almost melt to the touch. You can see it; the endless devotion he feels towards you, covered by that worry he feels, which pushed him to get up from his seat and drag you outside the bar with him.

You don't know how you can be jealous about this man at this point.

He shows how much he wants and would choose you over anyone in any single way he can, so genuinely, subconsciously and spontaneously that you can't stop the tears of appreciation from running down your cheeks, now his eyes even more worried than before as a never-ending trail of thoughts of why you are crying right now travels on his brain.

Since he has no idea and you are not talking, he do what he can do best; act.

He softly pushes your head on his chest, his arms going back to wrap around your body like a safety blanket, protecting you from everything and everyone.

"I love you so much" you manage to whisper, so barely you doubt he heard you, until a response is thrown back at you, which almost makes you bark out a laugh; "I love you too, sweets. But please if these are tears of happiness tell me, you nearly gave me an heart attack"

[16-animated-rats-in-a-trenchcoat]

Telling the BSD boys that you think they’re amazing

Tags: Domestic fluff, Pre-established relationship, x reader

ft: Dazai, Atsuhsi, Chuuya, Ranpo

note: i've never written anything x reader before so i'd love any and all feedback! Thanks! i hope you enjoy :)

Dazai:

“I think you’re really amazing, you know that?” 

At first he laughs and says “I know! Aren’t I just the best in the whole wide world! Peasants tremble because of my greatness!” Instead of laughing you lightly grab his hand and stare at him for a few seconds. In a seriously, quiet, yet loving voice you say “I’m serious, Osamu, I think you’re amazing. I really value you not for your strength or intelligence or humour but because you’re you. I’m so thankful that you’re part of my life” 

He kind of short circuits for a moment. Once his brain recalibrates he pulls you in close and hugs you “I’m thankful to have you too. I love you.”. 

Atsushi:

The two of you are walking to your shared apartment when “I think you’re really amazing Atsushi.”.

He stops in his tracks for a moment then he gives you the biggest toothy smile “Thanks! I think you’re pretty amazing too!” It’s one of those rare rare moments where he doesn’t even question his self-worth, not for a second. When you think of the little moments, this is exactly what comes to mind. A soft, quiet moment of bliss. You give him a peck on the cheek and you continue your journey home together. 

Chuuya: 

“I think you’re amazing Chu”

Caught off guard he looks up from making dinner “Huh?” 

“I think you’re really amazing. You’re smart, kind, caring, funny,” You make your way into the kitchen and steal the wooden spoon off him and take over stirring the pot “I admire your ability to always trust in your intuition and how in tune you are with your surrounds. And damn you look really good in a hat.” You both giggle. He smiles softly and wraps his hands around your waist and you both sway you continue to stir the pot. “I could say the same about you. I mean, You’re incredibly intelligent and you always seem to know whenever something is wrong with me, even if we aren’t in the same building. It’s like you have this sixth sense. You’re so kind and you always see the best in people…

And you look really good in my hat.” 

Ranpo:

“Hey, Ranpo, I think you’re really amazing” You place a book mark between the pages of your new fantasy novel 

Without looking up from his video game he responds “Of course I am!! I AM the world's greatest detective aren’t I?!” you let out a laugh 

“You are but that isn’t what I meant. I meant that you’re amazing because you’re you. I couldn’t care less about your detective abilities. They’re awesome! Don’t get me wrong! But you’re amazing without your ability too! You’re funny and kind and you look out for others, even if you think we’re all a little stupid-“ 

“More than a little” he interrupts mid pokey stick

“Shut up I’m giving a speech here! point is, you’re amazing in your own right and I love you.” 

A soft smile creeps onto his face “I love you too” he says as he passes you the pokey box, offering you a stick. 

[zzzx009]

Drawings of my pretty wife

I doodle him for my mental health

[youroriginalsublimecupcakestuff]

Chuuya : I fucking love you, dazai.

Dazai :

Chuuya : *flustered* F-fuck, I meant loathe. I hate you. VEry much. Fuck me- yOU. Fuck You. I meant loathe. I fucking loathe you.

Chuuya :

Dazai :

Kaji : *jumps out of nearby bush* HE MEANT "LOVE".

Dazai, smugly : You meant "love".

Chuuya : *defeated* I meant "love".

[sleepdeprivedfyodor]

𝗥𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝗧𝗲𝘅𝘁𝘀.

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂𝘆𝗮 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿.

𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: 𝗠𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗽𝘁: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂𝘆𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘀.

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗯𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗼 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺 ♥︎ 𝗔𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂𝘆𝗮 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝘀𝗼 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱, 𝗳𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗰é, 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱, 𝗲𝘁𝗰.

𝗬𝗼𝘂: 𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂𝘆𝗮, 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘂 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘀

𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂𝘆𝗮: 𝗜𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝗼𝗿 𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗸-𝘂𝗽 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲-?

𝗬𝗼𝘂: 𝗗𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺, 𝘄𝗲'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 :)

𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂𝘆𝗮: 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗨-

𝗔𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗲:

𝗬𝗼𝘂: 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗲- 𝗟𝗺𝗮𝗼

𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂𝘆𝗮: 𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆? 💀

𝗬𝗼𝘂: .

𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂𝘆𝗮: 𝗢𝗛-

𝗬𝗼𝘂: 𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗣𝗜𝗗-

𝗬𝗲𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗲:

𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂𝘆𝗮: 𝗬𝗼 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗲 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝗻

𝗬𝗼𝘂: 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄.

𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂𝘆𝗮: 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁-? 𝗛𝗼𝘄???

𝗬𝗼𝘂: 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗟𝗘𝗙𝗧 𝗠𝗘 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗟𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗧-

𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂𝘆𝗮: 𝗢𝗛 𝗠𝗬 𝗚𝗢𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧𝗦 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗜 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗢𝗧-

𝗬𝗼𝘂: 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘂

𝗖𝗵𝘂𝘂𝘆𝗮: 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼𝗼 😞

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗜'𝗺 𝗹𝗮𝘇𝘆 𝘀𝗼 𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗱𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀-

[darling--angst-archived]

One Last Drink

TW! Underaged drinking, mentions of death, cheating, suicide, bombing, Dazai, Pure angst :')

Type: Oneshot

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Dazai Osamu x Mafia! Reader

Synopsis: When Osamu Dazai decided to leave the Port Mafia to be on the side of good per his friend's wishes his lover was left behind. He decided to drink with her, little did he know it will be their last.

A/n: I apparently like to make Dazai suffer on his birth month especially :)

Not proofread

Dazai comes to another bar as he dragged you along with him. There were some times he would go to bars and drink because of stress, today was like those days. You sat on the bar stool as you ordered yourself some wine. You decided to drink and your could only clench your fist as you watched him flirt with another woman. You were in a romantic relationship with him, yet it never seemed that way; you were more like his subordinate than his lover. He's already eighteen, it's been 2 years since you two fell in love.. Maybe two years was the expiration date of your relationship. You tightened your grip on the glass as you tried to control the tears from flowing. He was already drunk yet sweet seductive words keep slipping from his mouth as he flirted with another customer. As a small tear escaped your eyes, you looked down and ordered for another shot.

"You okay miss.?" The bartender asked giving you your glass.

"I don't know.." You lips quivered. The bartender glanced at Dazai then back at you.

"Is that your boyfriend?" He mumbled

"mhm" you said with a small nod. The conversation ended that way, you paid for your drink and walked out on Dazai. You hoped that he noticed it and would come to you. As you went down the stairs, your tears kept flowing out. You started the car and your hopes were crushed as you waited for minutes and he didn't come. There were two possibilities on why: he didn't notice you because he was too busy or he didn't care. It was probably both.

You started the car and left. Stopping at the beach side, you leaned back to the car seat. Biting your lip, you cried; ignoring all the phone calls. The moon lit up the dark road and it your tears became dry and salty. Your eyes became red from all those crying. Your vision began to blur as you cried yourself to sleep.

When you finally calmed down, the sun was already setting and looking at your phone; you had 6 missed calls and 9 texts from your boss, 18 missed calls and 41 texts from Chuuya. Thinking it was an emergency, you quickly started the car and drove to the Port Mafia. Upon arriving, you rushed to the boss's office not caring about the murmuring of people. You didn't care to knock, you barged in the door and was met with an angry Chuuya and beside was your boss, Mori Ogai.

"I didn't expect that a traitor such as you would have the guts to show up here!" Chuuya hissed. You were puzzled, looking at Koyou in the back she only had a disappointed expression.

"After all, you do know what happens to traitor don't you Y/n.?" His expression darkened and he started to glow.

"Stop Chuuya-kun." Mori ordered and Chuuya halted

"But why boss? She's a traitor along with that fucking suicidal maniac!" Chuuya insisted but was cut off by Mori.

"it seems she doesn't have anything to do with it, let alone know about it" he said as Chuuya's eyes widened. While Koyou's expression changed from disappointment to pity.

"W-wait.! What the fuck are you all talking about?!" You stuttered, panicking at the situation.

"Dazai-kun left the Mafia..." Mori sighed, as your eyes widened. Even though you always took control of your emotions, now you couldn't. A tear escaped your already reddish eyes.

"hah! Is this a joke?" Your voice was low yet loud enough for them to hear.

"no.. Y/n.. he really- that bastard fucking left" Chuuya walked towards you, his attitude softened and his gaze fell on your pitiful state. You bit your lower lip to suppress your feelings. Honestly, you didn't know what to feel; part of you felt like you needed him and that you want to cry, another part was mad at him for leaving, and most of you felt like you're going to break. Your eyes became lifeless and bland much to Chuuya's surprise, he frowned in response.

"I see..." You breathed.

"Chuuya-kun please take her back to her apartment" Mori ordered.

"Yes boss" Chuuya muttered.

Nothing much happened. Now you were on the backseat of his motorcycle, while he whispered 'sorry' to you. He comforted you during the ride, while you cried on his back. He sighed, normally he'll get mad because his expensive coat is now stained with tears; but now he couldn't, after all you were left by Dazai too. You both drove past the beautiful lights of Yokohama, as he offered you to drink with him in which you agreed to. When you both got off the motorcycle, and you said your goodnights. Suddenly, a loud click went off one that made you two halt, making eye contact. Explosions went off and your mind was blurry afterwards.

4 years later

Footsteps are heard on the dungeons of the Port Mafia, the one held captive was quite special. It was Dazai Osamu in the flesh, the one who left the PM alive, an executive, the 'Demon Prodigy', who everyone had feared. He planned to be held captive after all, he calculated every moves and appearances that would be made. Starting from taunting and provoking Akutagawa. His eyes widened and he clicked his tongue in annoyance as he realized who'd be there next. The footsteps got closer and the outline of a short man is seen.

"Oh? Well isn't it you on the flesh?" Chuuya taunted getting closer to Dazai as he pulls his hair.

"Out of all people why does it have to be you?" Dazai muttered annoying him. Chuuya walked away after kicking and punching him as the other chuckled and now Dazai snapped his fingers, his chains breaking and his hands are free.

"So. How's Y/n?" Dazai remarked making Chuuya halt.

"Hhm? What's wrong?" Dazai asked but Chuuya was quiet and clenched his fist tighter. Chuuya whispered something but he couldn't hear making him ask again.

"She's... Dead, Dazai" Chuuya responded, as Dazai's eyes widened in shock.

"The night you disappeared from the organization, she cried; so we planned to open up a bottle of Petrus 1889 at my apartment but.... Some asshole put a bomb on my motorcycle and it.. it exploded on both of us; she took most of the damage" Chuuya explained biting his lips roughly. Dazai was speechless.

He kept quiet, then he remembered. He was the one to put a bomb on his motorcycle. The day that Oda died, he left the Port Mafia per his wishes; but he decided to have a drink with you. For some reason you left and he was there speechless, he was about to say his plan and a promise to come back but you left. The night he left was the day that you died.

Now he won't be able to see the smile that he loves the most. He didn't let himself get captured by the Port Mafia. He planned to be there to get information about Atsushi and the black market but... Part of him wanted to be captured so he would see your radiant and e/c eyes, so he could see your glistening skin and silky hair once again; but that plan was gone. He could no longer call himself human anymore, he was the one that caused your death. He sometimes wondered if the world hates him since the day he was born for sorrows to chase him every single day.

He loved you too much and the same goes for you. You were the only one who decided to value his birthday. The day of June 19 is the day he never liked because it was the day that mischief had started. Yet you didn't, you valued the day he was born because it was the day that a man you loved was born. The book that he always carried and read was from you. He loved suicide so you bought him a book for his special day, yet you made him promise that the day he finally succeeds in taking his life you would be left at least a note. He promised you that and you promised him that you won't die on him like everyone he loved did. Everytime he tried to commit suicide he made a note and it was addressed to you.

Time skip~~

He felt empty without you. As he put a photo in his pocket, his steps became smaller and smaller. Then he fell down. Never could he be more at peace with you on his mind. The death of his lover four years ago was something he could've never predicted. After all it was his fault you were in a coffin and could now only seen in pictures. The picture flew out as he fell, it was your anniversary picture, a memory he never wants to forget. There you both were smiling happily, including him. A gentle smile he had when he was with you is something he could never replace like the facade of masks he has, and a smile he could never put on without you.

[cheriiyaya]

hi! i saw you were looking for writing ideas so i thought id come up with one for you :) could you do something with chuuya (and anyone else if you want to add) with an s/o that’s very physically affectionate? like theyre always hugging them, holding their hand, kissing their face, etc

omg thats soooo cuteeeeeeeeee!! And it reminds me of one of my friends who's very physically affectionate!!

First off, poor chuuya is NOT gonna be used to it.

in the beginning i feel like he might think that you had ulterior motives for being so...clingy with him

He's just not used to it okay :((

but later on I feel like he'll soften up to it a bit

Like allowing you to hold one of his hands (gloves on tho, he doesn't trust himself yet) or put a hand on his shoulder while he workds.

Just simple touches, nothing too much.

But soon he'll allow more; like playing with his hair and kissing his cheek or wrists randomly (kissing his wrists gets him flustered fight me)

Bear hugs from behind!!!!!!!!

Soon, you've got him wrapped around your pretty little finger

HE'LL LIVE FOR HOW AFFECTIONATE YOU AREEE

bro would start counting how many kisses you gave him that day.

"you only gave me 5 kisses today."

"And?"

"...can i have more?"

Chuuya definitely isnt one to give physical affection but i feel like he'll looooooove it when you give it to him

Bro will MELT if you kiss his face and just praise him

Jwjdjsjjfjrjejwjwn he's so soft for you :(((

He loves laying his head on your lap while you play with his hair and talk about your day

Honestly I feel like if you kiss chuuya first THIS MAN WILL GET SO BLUSHY AND FLUSTERED

Slowly he'll allow you to remove his gloves when you are playing with his hands (KISS HIS PALMS AND FINGERSSSSS)

his gloves are like a comfort thing for him but soon he'll learn your touch is even better than those gloves caging his hands.

[sillyfishies]

Look at him proudly showing off his merch (@circuslemon come get ya juice)

His father didn't get to take him to see the marching band :[

[chuunai]

best friend chuuya! who has known you ever since he was the King of the Sheep, finding trust and a real connection with you. someone who doesn’t only like him for being strong.

best friend chuuya! who doesn’t hesitate to take you with him when Dazai forces his hand into the depths of the Port Mafia. he doesn’t know who else would protect you if he didn’t.

best friend chuuya! who grows up alongside you under Kouyou’s guidance, cooperating for the sake of your protection. making sure nobody insulted you—or god forbid, touched you.

best friend chuuya! who turns to you when he gets too drunk, stumbling over to your residence like a needy puppy before he crashes onto your couch. murmuring about how you’re like home to him as his eyes shyly meet yours.

best friend chuuya! who brushes off how fast his heart beats when you smile or cling onto him and whine about wanting to be floated by his ability. the sound of your laughter fills his soul, warmth flooding through him.

best friend chuuya! who feels a twisted sense of jealousy when you’re around other people—is he not good enough? his thoughts drift off as he questions why he’s even jealous. you’re allowed to have other friends.

best friend chuuya! who acknowledges his feelings after a long night of drinking and staring at a photo of you and him on his nightstand. maybe he did really love you more than a good friend. it would be weird if you weren’t his soulmate.

best friend chuuya! who decides to buy a bouquet of your favorite flowers before making the drive to your apartment, knocking on the door as he’s hyping himself up.

best friend chuuya! who at the end of the day, is just hoping you love him back the same way he loves you.