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salazariesalome · 9 months ago
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BSD READING CHALLENGE
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So I will say, it's been a while since I read it, so my memory is kinda foggy on the deatails.
The first time I read it, I came prepare with a OneNote page dedicated solely to this book in my attempt to outsmarting Christie. I haven't read any mystery books except the ones my school force me to read, but I watch a loooott of police shows like The Mentalist, Law & Order, Criminal Minds, etc. I was determined to figure this one out.
And I failed....horribly. I never even suspected him.
I blamed that on it being a good singn that this book is, in fact, a mystery/detective masterpiece. But Something just...didn't feel right.
I ended up cheking reviews...and well, I would have to read it again (mostly cause I erase the OneNote page, my bad) but those reviews, alongside what I do remember...yeah, I think the book doesn't give the reader enough information for us to be able to solve the mystery.
In any case, I do live the story, the thriller was on point. I have some questions about the order of the killings...I don't think Vera should have been the last (or the 9th death, depending on your perspective) I think that sould have been Lombard or Armstrong. Anthony too, dying first....I guess it was an accident, but the way he didn't care about...anyone, mmmmmm.
7.6/10
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sigmas-split-hair · 11 months ago
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I see a lot of people in the Bungou Stray Dogs fandom having a lack of interest in Kunikida because of his unexplained backstory and I think it highlights a problem within the fanbase.
Now, Bungou Stray dogs is a show about people finding their “light” in many ways, moving on from the past and finding a reason to live. With Kunikida, the handling of this subject is a bit more subtle than with the other characters.
It’s obvious that something happened in his past, either by the Azure King or with his students making him obsessed with his ideals.
But we don’t need to know what in order for him to be well written.
Trauma doesn’t inherently make a character great. Using trauma as a way to “improve a character” is cheap and bad writing, outside of being kinda problematic.
Bungou Stray Dogs is great at avoiding this. Characters like for an instance Atsushi, Dazai and Kyouka are interesting not directly because of their trauma, but because of their healing journey and the show’s exploration of how they were affected by their trauma.
We see Kunikida value his ideals over his own life, saying that they die if his comrades die but live on when he dies. This is an interesting characterisation, and is also detached from his trauma, in the sense that it explores his character without outright mentioning his backstory.
This is not me saying that I don’t want Kunikida’s backstory. Hell I think it would be super interesting: but the interesting part would be connecting his behaviour to his past, and while it would explain him it wouldn’t improve him.
Look at Dazai’s time in the pm. Was it interesting and characterising? Yes. Did we need to know why he was in the pm in the first place for this? No. The fandom can be curious all they want, but that doesn’t make his backstory obligatory. We know that he was in a dark place and caught Mori’s interest. We don’t need more information in order to understand his character unless it’s relevant for the plot.
I’m tired of seeing people outright saying “they need to give him a backstory”, or that there’s nothing more to him than the surface (ideals, hitting Dazai, next Armed Detective Agency boss). Of course, there’s no problem with being curious about Kunikida or disliking him. Hate any character you want, but have reasoning a notch deeper than “he doesn’t have trauma”.
TLDR; stop treating character as if they’re “dull” because of lack of visible trauma. That is looking at characters from surface level, neglecting the other, very current and very present traits harboured than them. A character is more than their past, which we don’t need to know in order to try and understand them and in order for them to be interesting
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yoshi-geekdom · 1 year ago
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Just finished binging Bungo Stray Dogs over the last couple of weeks!
I didn't expect to like it so much, but I do!
So many twists and turns, a handful of dramatic ironies (been so long since I had me some of that!) all leading to this one big plot. The characters are all so fun and interesting and relatable!
Some (Nikolai for example) I fell in love with the moment they were introduced; others (like Ranpo) I had to warm up to.
I've been making a playlist on my YT of audiobooks that each of their abilities is named for (and other works written by their respective namesakes), 'cause I'm sure there are a handful of references I missed the first time around.
Also, the spin-off, Bungo Stray Dogs Wan! is just so funny and adorable with everything chibified! (I need the end credits animation, but as a GIF; I think it'd look good on this blog!) It's all very lighthearted, which is a refreshing change of pace after some of the heavier parts of the main series...
I've only seen the dub so far, but it's very good; the VAs really do give it their all here! I can tell they're having a lot of fun recording.
All in all, it is a great series that deserves more recognition. I plan to read the manga next, the main series and the spin-offs; wish me luck!
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ribbonedreverie · 3 months ago
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💌 BSD Men & Handwritten Notes Hidden in Your Things ✉️
Because sometimes, love is found in the smallest details.
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💌 Osamu Dazai – Little Games, Little Confessions
Dazai’s notes are a game.
You find them in your coat pockets, tucked between the pages of books, slipped into your bag when you’re not looking.
Some are teasing.
“I saw you looking at me earlier. Falling for me already, bella?”
Some are poetic.
“If I leave before you wake, don’t think of it as me disappearing—think of it as me waiting for you in another moment.”
And some—the rare ones—are real.
A napkin from the café you both love, with only five words scribbled in his elegant handwriting:
“You make the world bearable.”
You never bring them up.
And neither does he.
Because Dazai will never say these things aloud.
But he knows you find them. He knows you keep them.
And that—that is enough for him.
💌 Chuuya Nakahara – What I Can’t Say Out Loud
Chuuya doesn’t write notes often.
But when he does—you keep every single one.
They’re never long, never dramatic—just small things, things he wouldn’t say aloud but still wants you to know.
Tucked inside your wallet:
“Buy yourself something nice. And don’t argue.”
Slipped under your coffee cup in the morning:
“You didn’t sleep well, did you? Take it easy today.”
And sometimes—the ones that mean the most.
Left beside your pillow when he has to leave for a mission before you wake up:
“I’ll be back soon. Be safe. I love you.”
(That one, you keep in your nightstand.)
Because Chuuya doesn’t say these things often.
But when he does—he means them.
💌 Fyodor Dostoevsky – Messages in Riddles and Ruin
Fyodor does not leave notes.
He leaves challenges.
You find them in the books he lends you—passages underlined, cryptic quotes with no explanation.
“Is it possible to love and still be cruel?”
“To know someone is to destroy them. Do you agree?”
Sometimes, it’s a chess move written on a torn scrap of paper, left on your desk, as if waiting for you to make the next move.
But one night—you find something different.
A letter, folded neatly, hidden under your pillow.
Not a riddle. Not a test.
Just one line.
“I will never ask you to stay, but I will always wonder if you will.”
And suddenly—you realize that even Fyodor Dostoevsky has things he is afraid to say.
💌 Nikolai Gogol – Do You Know the Magic Word?
Nikolai’s notes are pure chaos.
Scattered everywhere—on the fridge, in your shoes, attached to the ceiling somehow.
“What do you mean this isn’t the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for you?”
“If I disappeared tomorrow, would you miss me? Trick question, I already know the answer. (You totally would.)”
“Do you know the magic words? (Hint: it’s ‘please give Nikolai a kiss.’)”
But then—there’s one that’s different.
No jokes. No games.
Just a single note, folded small, hidden in the sleeve of your coat.
“I know I make it hard to tell, but you are the only thing I’ve ever been afraid of losing.”
And for once—Nikolai does not ask you if you found it.
💌 Sigma – I Hope You Find This
Sigma’s notes are careful.
Neatly written, placed somewhere he knows you’ll find them but never where you expect.
Inside your favorite book:
“I noticed you like reading this before bed. Sweet dreams.”
Tucked into your luggage before a long trip:
“If you get anxious, just remember—I’m waiting for you to come back.”
And once—one that makes your breath catch.
A note he must have written long before he had the courage to give it to you, one that somehow ended up between the pages of an old journal:
“I think I love you. I don’t know if I should.”
When you ask him about it, his face flushes, his hands gripping his sleeves.
“You… weren’t supposed to find that one.”
But you’re smiling.
Because you did.
And maybe, deep down, he wanted you to.
💌 Ryunosuke Akutagawa – Words Are Not Easy for Me
Akutagawa does not know how to express himself.
So when you start finding his notes, you’re shocked.
A folded scrap of paper slipped into your bag before a mission:
“Be careful. Don’t be reckless.”
A small card tucked between the pages of a book he gave you:
“I don’t know what you like, so I chose something I thought was good. Let me know if I was wrong.”
A short letter, written in careful, deliberate strokes, as if he spent too long trying to make it perfect.
“I don’t understand why you stay. But I am trying to. I don’t know how to say this in person, but I… care for you. Even if I don’t always show it.”
(That one, you hold onto the longest.)
Because for Akutagawa, love is not spoken.
It is written.
In stiff, uncertain words.
In quiet, careful notes.
In ways he will never say aloud, but hope you understand anyway.
💌 Ranpo Edogawa – If You Need Proof, Here It Is.
Ranpo’s notes are ridiculous.
Written in crayon, scribbled on candy wrappers, left in your pocket when you aren’t looking.
“If you’re reading this, you owe me a snack.”
“I’m a genius, and you love me. What a great combination!”
“I know you miss me right now. Even if I’m in the same room. (Admit it.)”
But then—a different one.
Taped to the corner of your mirror, written more neatly than usual.
“I never write things down when I don’t have to. But sometimes, I like to remind you that you matter to me. Even though you already knew that, didn’t you?”
And when you ask him about it, he just grins, stealing a bite of your snack.
“What, you wanted me to say it in person? Too bad, I already wrote it down.”
But later—when he leans against you, his head resting on your shoulder—
You hear him mutter, “Just so you know… I meant it.”
And that—that is why you keep every single note.
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There’s something so endearing about the little notes left behind—playful scribbles tucked between pages, heartfelt words slipped into coat pockets, a simple “thinking of you” on a post-it by the coffee cup. Love doesn’t always need grand gestures; sometimes, it’s found in ink-stained fingertips and the quiet reassurance of I am here, I love you, I remember you. The smallest acts of love are often the greatest, not because of their size, but because of the thought woven into them—the gentle proof that someone’s heart lingers with you, even when they’re not there. ♡
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lilliablog · 6 months ago
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🗝️ New Year notes challenge !
Probably going be one of the only times I do a notes challenge, I will try my best to complete everything! Going to have three levels. !!Spaming is allowed!!
Low Level -
- 15 Notes : Get rid of old wall stickers
- 30 Notes : Vacuum my carpet floor in my room
- 45 Notes : Read Bsd Manga 1-13
- 60 Notes : Clean the old Halloween decorations off my window
- 75 Notes : Finish my Chuuya Sign
- 90 Notes : Get back into drawing
Mid Level -
- 100 Notes : Work on my Chuuya x Reader Fanfic
- 150 Notes : Read No Longer Human
- 200 Notes : Get back to doing Duolingo
- 250 Notes : Post more anime edits
- 300 Notes : Get back into cosplaying
- 350 Notes : Sew more clothes for my Chuuya plushie
High Level -
- 400 Notes : Work on things for my roleplay blogs
- 500 Notes : Save up to buy a new cosplay
600 Notes : Read Percy Jackson book 1
700 Notes : Paint a shelf I have and get it put up
800 Notes : Watch a new anime
900 Notes : Clean up my messy room
!¡ End Date: January 20th, 2025 ¡!
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usagi-chwan · 1 month ago
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I'm not your father... Or your mother, for that matter (BSDxReader)
🌸 Characters in this chapter: Dazai, Chuuya, Kunikida, Oda, Fukuzawa and Sigma.
🌸 Spoils: a bit about Kunikida's former profession, as well as Sigma's past. Otherwise, it should be fine!
This time, it was a Wattpad reader who asked me to imagine how the BSD characters react to the child their companion had during a previous union, which is a super interesting subject!
I hope you like the result, and I wish you an excellent read!
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Dazai 
- To the surprise of some and the comfort of others, Dazai is very jealous of this child, since they are living proof that you have had someone else before him.
- But more importantly, that this relationship was so serious that you ended up having a child, which makes Dazai slightly uncomfortable. Because Dazai has simply never had a relationship as serious as yours, not by a long shot. So, will he be up to this new and seemingly insurmountable challenge...? What if he fails to love this child as he should? For the answer to these questions, I will leave you to imagine!
- If the child looks exactly like you, Dazai's jealousy will be slightly lessened. On the other hand, if the child is the spitting image of your ex, he may find it much harder to accept.
- But he is willing to make every effort to give you both all the love you deserve. And when Dazai makes a serious promise, he keeps it.
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Chuuya 
- He too is a little jealous at first (a little less so than Dazai though), but at least has the maturity to realize very quickly that the child has absolutely nothing to do with it. 
- He has no problem bringing the child back to his other parent when you cannot, and generally raising them as if he were his own child, even if he has a bit of trouble at first. Which, of course, he will never acknowledge, as a matter of pride.
- The little one ends up calling him daddy-in-law, by the way! And Chuuya showers them with as many gifts as he does for you, by the way... So much so that you are now a little worried that your child is becoming a little too spoiled...
- But trying to reason with Chuuya on this subject? Making him completely sober from the slightest drop of wine will be far less complicated.
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Kunikida
- A little disturbed by this fact, because, as others also think, this child is proof that you loved someone before him...
- And perhaps also because Kunikida, like anyone with a mind as... Original as his, used to think that the ideal family was a simple one, not a blended one.
- But the more time passes, the more he realizes just how wrong he was... Which is quite a feat in itself!
- Every time he sees this child, he remembers that they are still 50% yours. And that the characteristics they share with you are as plain as the nose on your face, too! 
- If he cannot accept your child, then he feels that he simply does not deserve you. And because he loves you more than anything, he also loves your child with all his heart ❤️ 
- He organizes the whole family life from A to Z, and does not hesitate to take the child where they had to go, to make them eat, to make them do their homework.... Beware of the latter, however.
- Doing homework with Kunikida is no picnic, as the saying goes...
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Oda
- One of the BSD characters who takes this situation with the most maturity, by far.
- He is totally unperturbed by the fact; this is your past life, and now you are with him. So why be jealous of someone you no longer love? 
- He treats the child as if it were his own, without any distinction, just like all the others he already has, in short... All you have to do is reciprocate by accepting "his" children in the same way he accepts yours; it is simply an exchange of goodwill!
- In the end, chances are your child will end up liking Oda more than his real father... Very positive for your little blended family, that is for sure, but I know someone who is probably a bit pissed off.
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Fukuzawa
- He, too, does not mind that you have already had a child, and knowing that he himself already has a son... What do you mean it is not his real son? 
- (Someone will be sad to hear that!)
- Fukuzawa finds it simply adorable to see this child who resembles you, even a little, and he cannot help imagining what your own child will look like.
- Because yes, he does intend to give your existing children a little brother or sister... And why not several, who knows? Let's go crazy for once!
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Sigma
- The least jealous of all, by far. To feel jealous for this child of yours, who wants nothing more than to be loved? He simply does not know something like this.
- As a person with no family of his own, he accepts you and your child as if you were already part of his new family... Which, by the way, you are!
- He does not hesitate for a second to fulfill (brilliantly) the role of stepfather that now falls to him, with all that entails.
- Particularly when it comes to entertaining your little one: seeing the chubby cheeks of that little toddler crack into an enchanting smile is Sigma's greatest reward! Especially if he is the one who manages to make them laugh.
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I realized after I had almost finished that I had written this chapter in the order of most jealous/least jealous, without even meaning to...
(I will respond to your messages a little bit later!)
I hope you enjoyed it, and see you next time! ☺️
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xlun1ax · 28 days ago
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srry, not sure if ur taking requests or not, but if u are willing can u write chuuya or any of the bsd men x comforting reader with an ed? if ur not comfortable with it, theres no worries or anything. tysm!! <3
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A/n: in a way I'm sorta glad you asked for this I've been thinking about putting our beloved bsd characters in my board but I was considering about how to do it flawlessly but now i don't have to think too hard but sure let's do it as my first request (and yes there's a reason why my box is open sometimes i just like challenging myself by people's request so yes request are open in case you guys are interested)
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❥ You are lovely no matter what
Bungo stray dogs x reader
Feat; chuuya, dazai
Eating disorder, angst, comfort, fluff, maybe hugs, self loathing, anger
Chuuya Nakahara
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(The Violent Lover)
(I'm angry not because I'm mad at you. I'm mad because I care too much)
I didn't know, what why?
I don't understand why aren't you eating anymore.
“hey, come on open the door” my voice the usual blunt but with a softer tone rang as I knocked on your door waiting for your reply. But oddly there was no reply.
I was wondering about that, your sudden shift in moods, the avoidance, in even being near me. I wonder did I somehow did something or grew dull that I didn't sense your reason of discomfort?
I knocked again but you didn't answer perhaps you slept? But how long has it been since we slept together. This is just unbelievable. you're being unreasonable
I'm growing impatient. My instincts tells me something is wrong.
I kicked open your door to find you sitting on your bed crying silently your fingers gripping your shirt as if trying to poke holes into them.
I stood still eyes wide in shock like I just entered a place I'm not invited too but dispute it-
My foot moved fluently making my way to you with concern every step felt rushed like you were slipping through my hands. I reached out my hands hover to your arms rubbing it gently as if to make sure you're still there. “hey love, what's wrong are you okay?” my voice was now softer one of comfort and concerned.
But then I noticed
The translucent unnaturally pale skin, the bulging color of your veins. The over whelming amount of sweat and the obvious dark eye bags. The uncontrollable shaking.
How could I be so stupid.
You're doing it again.
Fury burns quicker than I could control it.
“I told you to eat– stop doing this what's the reason this time?” I asked with worry and anger. Why, why are you doing this? Do you not know how much your actions haunt me in my sleep?
“I'm sorry I can't help it. I just feel so ugly! I just wanna look better-" you choked between tears almost struggling to admit it.
And it made my heart tighten that I burst out “what do you mean? You already look good fuck you look beautiful! What's a few pounds gonna change if you wanna lose weight this isn't the way-!” I let out a sharp sigh pinching my nose “why do you keep doing this- you don't get it do you?” it was sharp but I wasn't able to stop myself from yelling before it was too late. That I had to pause and clench my fist while biting my lip.
It was frustrating that I had to see you like this. I didn't mean to be harsh with my words either but it's so hard to contain my anger when you're hurting my love.
The silence was loud you're silent now and the crying had worsen why won't you say anything I can't do this I'm not good at reading people because in a way I felt that was because of me that you're becoming like this.
Maybe it was maybe it's because you ended up with me that you ended up like this you ended up hurt because- what type of idiot let's his love crumble without doing anything?
But I had to calm myself down first. Slowly, I sat beside you pulling your docile body to mine I didn't let you pull away this time I've let you indulge in that far too long that you are this affected.
"Seriously, stop doing this. I would never leave you for something so shallow as image in my eyes you're already enough I don't care about that stuff” I muttered a soft whisper I hope to soothe you with as my hand seeps to rub your back.
The lovely body and person I have grown to love and crave. Just when I tried so hard not to love you you made it so hard. Just why would you think that harmful thing that it made you like this. My hand reached your face seeing as your tears had grown lighter as I wiped the remaining droplets cupping your face of fragile sorrow
“at least say something I'll take anything even a fuck off” I murmured softly getting suffocated by the silence you left me in.
Perhaps it was my fault maybe if I was taller more handsome you wouldn't have nit pick your pretty self.
“stop thinking like that alright I'm not good at comforting but– what I know is I don't like seeing you like this in pain because you starve yourself that it's affecting you negatively I find you beautiful every part of you and I will not tolerate you handling something I love with ruthlessness”
My voice stern though reluctant at what I'm saying I was worried that it's a little rough but you seem fine I can almost feel your muscles relax under my finger tips.
And I couldn't help it I missed you so much that I struggled to hold back from wanting to kiss you although knowing it's not a good time. I don't want you to think I'm just here for your body. Because I'm here for you.
So would you mind? If just asked “god, can I kiss you?” you stared at me almost surprised that I felt my ears flush red embarrassed by my request it's not weird you're my love so I can ask for kisses, right? It just slipped out so easily that I didn't have time to restraint myself.
But that laugh you started to laugh and how it never fails to make my heart and lips tug. That I subconsciously leaned in to kiss you gently I missed it so much I would never get tired of it.
Of you.
“I'll always love you so please don't hurt yourself this way” I whisper softly planting another kiss to the corner of your eye and oddly with how bad I am at this you still calmed down with a smile too.
Well you nodded in reply. I suppose that's good enough for now I can't force you to talk yet at least it doesn't feel like you're leaving me alone with self doubt.
“get dressed we're going to your favorite restaurant and I'm making sure you eat” i said with teasing smugness and care leaving no room for argument. And to make sure you believe even if in a limited time how lovely you are no matter what.
⢷ after that dinner he complimented how pretty you look never let go of your hand. Next day you found he bought you groceries and scribbled on the calorie information and when he saw you getting on a scale he keeps an eye and uses his ability to make you seem lighter
Dazai osamu
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(The Tainter)
(I'm okay in a way I know this is my punishment)
In a way i knew this would happen
We were too happy. I let myself be too happy
And even happiness becomes a curse with me.
I stood outside the bathroom door watching you from the gap the constant gagging and whimpering is a dead give away what you're doing in there after a meal.
Yet again I've always noticed
How you, started to reluctantly eat, subtly checking the nutrition facts behind everything we eat before you could hide or notice your little habit.
I should have stopped you then because it was obvious what you were doing.
Yet I didn't, because I felt like I have no right to save an angel like you at least now we're both broken glass though tainted because that's how it is everything I'm around gets destroyed.
I should leave you to it.
My foot work was quiet like a crime i didn't wish to admit just so I wouldn't bother your time in sorrow yet before I could hold on the knob I felt a whisper.
“if nothing makes a difference rather on the side of bad– be on the side of good help others dazai that is your punishment”
I pulled my hand back from the knob as I remembered those words my footsteps stilled as I clenched my fist that's just unfair. I'm not a saint why do I have to save others. I have no right.
Yet, your gagging and crying are so loud as if birds are chirping your helplessness into my ear taunting me reminding me that it is my fault and I have to fix it. I don't want to but,
My legs were already moving back to the bathroom my footsteps are now more rushed coming to you I felt my heart heavy and soaked like something was rotting inside as I came closer.
Yet I arrived and didn't waste time to slam open the door.
You scrambled like a child being caught in mischief. I didn't smile at first just gazed at the situation you drowned yourself in.
The subtle spit on your mouth and fingers that you try to wipe off, the abnormally close distance between you and the toilet bowl, the forehead drenched in sweat, blood shot eyes heavy breathing as you tried miserably to compose yourself.
“Osamu, I didn't know you were home I just had a headache and vomited weirdly enough” you awkward chuckled while rubbing your neck.
It was a plausible excuse yet when you had lived and know each other too well it becomes a pathetic form of excuse. I notice the signs and the cuts on your fingers because you had gagged yourself became obvious.
Dispute how much I wanna ruin you I'm holding myself back as a form of punishment of this crude soul of mine.
My movement felt slightly stiff but I hope you wouldn't notice it.
As I knelt down with my usual smile while brushing your sweat drenched hair for a clear view of your beautiful face “you're lying aren't you? That might work on someone else just not me bella you know that ” I say with my playful tone as your expression shifted from fake assurance to solemn acceptance.
“I'm sorry you had to see that..” you muttered while gripping your arms as if it's truly a sin when the true sin had always been me being happy with you.
I couldn't I-
I leaned in hugging you pulling you in it was tighter as if showing me how tight you actually pull on my the thread of my heart like sewing project would look crumpled if you pull on the string.
I didn't even know I myself was shaking. But all I could feel in my arms a warm corpse like a wilted flower that you stubbornly water in hopes it would live again.
“Dazai?” your soft wondered voice cuts as I continue to hold you closely. So please God if you're watching this I'm sorry I'm sorry for putting myself in a place of comfort “don't do that don't ruin yourself like me please don't leave too”
It was real it was raw. I didn't want to but it slipped out and I felt your body stiffen at my honesty that I had buried inside of me.
You tried to pull away to look at my face but I wouldn't let you because to me letting you see me raw is like letting you shatter me a ceramic sculpture with a hammer.
“you're beautiful and no amount of weight can tell me otherwise. When I said I wanna fall together this isn't what I meant belladonna. At least invite me to fall romantically in a pool of water together dying on the bathroom is ugly you know I don't want that ”
I felt a soft smile creep up my face I don't know what I say is true or not I fail to understand which part of is truly me. But I can say one thing with confidence and I hope you won't take my honesty for granted “please don't do this you don't know how much this action haunts me at night that I fail to go to sleep because of you..”
I pulled away with a soft smile
I balled my fist as i felt that familiar ache your tears are falling like water color that decorates a canvas. You lips quiver taunting me with their pink and subtle skin.
I'm ashamed I have thought about this in your moment of vulnerability so please forgive, forgive for ruining my belladonna.
I leaned in kissing you softly as I wiped away your tears and held your chin because this is the only way I know to make a vulnerable person to feel better.
So please forgive this monster.
For staying and ruining a tender and docile being like you.
“because to me you are like lovely no matter what ” my words slipped as I held you close as if reminding myself you are still here not slipping away from my fingers like the others.
(After that he carried you out the bathroom and tried to make you eat something. And every mealtime is a company with him forcing himself to eat and nudging you for more bites. Then after meal he tends to bring you out for a walk claiming it for exercise just so you wouldn't feel bad for eating a lot but really it's so you wouldn't think about what you put in your stomach and have a chance to get it out. Because that's our careful planner always thinking ahead)
A/n: fun fact i actually hate swearing but since chuuya's character is the poise of swearing problems I had no choice it wouldn't feel like him if he didn't. so yeah just two because I'm ashamed to admit I actually haven't watched bsd in so long I know I'm a fake lover there's a chance i might do a part two. But i hoped you enjoyed this especially the one that request this and anyway thanks for reading! luv you bubs<3
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yanaspritesblog · 3 months ago
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[Or: I pluck a bunch of detectives, mafia execs and their leaders from their comfy lifestyles in canon; then throw them all into a blender with a sprinkle of capitalism to create this masterpiece. Yes, it's pure crack.
Or: The BSD corporate slave AU that REALLY needs to get outta my mind.]
i found this gem while doom scrolling ao3. there is not a single line that could describe the plot. literally the only thing that summed up the entire thing was the authors personal summary.
anywho i died cry-laughing reading this. if anyone's still hurt over the fanart i drew for How All Stories End, please accept my apologies and my humble offering of fukuzawa suffering from kitty withdrawal during the pandemic.
Day #13 of my nearly everyday fanart challenge.
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akutasoda · 1 year ago
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Yay! Requests are open!
Can I please request BSD men with an eerie fem! s/o? Not gn.
Like, breathing is always very light, footsteps are silent and even the sounds of her internal organs (heartbeat, blood flowing through her veins) is very faint, she's always smiling and is almost mechanical in her movements and actions. She's her most genuine when giving them affection, is a very pleasant and sweet person but there's just something....off..about her. Like a subconscious feeling they can't quite place but ignore because they love her.
-Sincerely, 💋
mechanical affection
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synopsis - how are they when they s/o is eerie and rather ominous
includes - dazai, ranpo, fyodor, jouno
warnings - fem!reader (no pronouns mentioned however), fluff, wc - 900
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osamu dazai ★↷
↪dazai had met his fair sharre of 'creepy' people throughout his youth, but none of them ever actually scared him or made him slightly uncomfortable. you were the first.
↪what scared him the most was how mechanical you seemed. your actions and expressions seemed too robotic to be your genuine feelings and movements. no part of it seemed biological.
↪he cared little for how quiet your heartbeat and such was. he normally couldn't hear people's heartbeats and he could control his own so that probably was the least eerie part about you.
↪ however the lack of sound when you moved or breathed did put him on edge to begin with. it was too silent for him to let his guard down but when he got used to your presence - and your more sweeter side - he didn't mind too much.
↪ speaking of sweeter side, it did surprise him at first but he loved it. a weird sort of happiness surged through him when you gave him genuine affection for two reasons. one, the fact that only he recieved this sid eof you and two, he'd never recieved this level of affection before and getting it from you? it became a great comfort.
↪if the mafia raught him anything, it was that he should always be on guard around suspicious people. whenever you were around he couldn't help but want to apply that to you.
↪a constant nagging voice telling him to run or be careful was around when you were near. but maybe this one time he'd ignore it.
ranpo edogawa ★↷
↪the world's greatest detective was known for solving cases and everything to do with his work. a part of that would make him great at reading people and so he barely feared anyone. but when it came down to you and the nagging fear you implanted in the back of his head, he felt helpless.
↪your presence made him uncomfortable to be simple. it was a nagging put of dread that he couldn't get rid of because he couldn't read you. your silence to eerie for him to be comfortable anyway. he sometimes compared you to a ghost or some sort of spectre because of this.
↪he also hated the fact that you acted so unnatural and mechanical. everything about you from your expressions to your movements was so eerie. but weirdly enough he became accustomed to it.
↪he started veiwing it as a challenge. he became motivated to be able to finally understand you and rid himself of thsi dread you installed in him. and a good starting place was when you showed him genuine affection.
↪yes it did catch him off guard, but he quickly became accustomed to a more genuine and affectionate you behind closed doors. you became not so eerie and instead rather sweet. he still didn't fail to notice the fight or flight in his brain around you still.
fyodor dostoevsky ★↷
↪it took a vey long time for fyodor to come to trust you even a tiny bit. it would be the first time somebody's presence would cause him to be on edge, to think something was wrong and that made him distance himself from you.
↪but eventually that fear turned into a weird, sort of morbid curiosity. why did you cause him to fear you? was it the mechanical actions you would show. or was it how every part of you was eerie and too irregular.
↪fyodor only liked people he could read. they were predictable per say, easy to understand and therefore caused him no threat but from time to time some people could change that. your seemingly mechanical actions made you impossible to read and he wanted to know why.
↪he became even more curious when he gave him genuine care. your once eerie aura seemingly melted away as you showed him a sweeter side that he weirdly loved. but even when you showed affection that nagging fear still lurked.
saigiku jouno ★↷
↪ it's safe to say he barely knew you existed to begin with. he couldn't hear your heartbeat and such unless he really focused on the faint sound - leasing to him sometimes having the uncomfortable feeling someone was with him if you were around.
↪he hates it really, he can't hear your breathing or footsteps either so he truly has no idea where you could be at any given time. it really threw him off guard as it made him feel vulnerable around you.
↪he had heard from others how they'd complain about how mechanical you looked and some twisted part of him found some joy in knowing how some people feared you for this. sometimes he'd actually wish he could see it.
↪ however he did still indulge himself in your more sweeter side - the side he felt pride in knowing only he recieved. your genuine kindness did throw him a bit at first but he accustomed to it and enjoyed it.
↪he even ignored the constant nagging pit of dread in the back of his mind telling him to run, to fight, to get away from you just so he could indulge himself in your kindness.
↪the only time he could ever hear your heartbeat was when you two were hugging. and so this made the action treasured and all the more endearing for him.
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salazariesalome · 9 months ago
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BSD READING CHALLENGE
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Like I said, I'm not good with poetry. That been said, I love "Prithee do not die". It's perfect, It states every reason why war is horrible, while still being a beutiful poem. I recomend this translation, it's the most wholesome one.
As a side note: I read the whole "river of stars" anthology. My favs: "a whish about poetry", "the universe and myself", "the town of amazement" "cold supper" and "first labor pains"
I do not recomend the Tanka, those are....weird
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chaoticquill · 1 month ago
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An Open Letter to the BSD Fandom
Long post incoming. TL;DR: fuck fandom bullying. Full stop.
Fellow BSDers,
I have been writing for the BSD fandom since August 2021, where I started to write my way out of my big traumas. Somehow, with one image in my head, I started the CAU with A Drop of Black Coffee in the Pot. I'm not entirely sure if that makes me a "big name" in the fandom or whether that gives what I'm about to say more "clout," but hey... it's worth a shot, yeah? Because maybe people will listen.
Maybe.
Since coming into this fandom, I've made a lot of friends through Discord, and I have had a blast creating for, with, and among them. Through Discord, I became a rare pair aficionado and gained a soft spot for Chuuatsu, ChuuRan, and others. The conversations I had with fans, in short, brought me more than peace from my traumas. I found myself among a community who, through shared interests in pretty anime characters based on historical authors, held me up as I faced more traumas, enjoyed more successes, and just... lived.
HOWEVER (emphasis), in the last year or so, three of who I would consider my closest Discord friends--three people I care deeply about--have been bullied out of the fandom for their unconventional ships or portrayal of characters or preference for dead dove content, and two more have been targets of cyberbullying.
In one case, I was also targeted by Dazai Anon (one of the cyberbullies mentioned above). My response to this is always simple: I laugh at the death threats because I'm already dead inside, I delete the comments, I block the posts, and I keep writing what brings me joy. Sometimes, that's ChuuAtsu. Sometimes, that's a more popular ship. And in all cases, that's totally fine.
But that's me. And not everyone is like me.
I've written this post a dozen times in my head. I contemplated, as the "adult" in the room, putting everyone in timeout or putting on my disappointed parent face. But instead, I settled on this.
BSD fandom, respectfully, what the actual fuck?
Let me be perfectly clear: there is no good reason to ever bully anyone, but ships, tropes, character preferences and readings? These are among the worst. And don't even get me started on what's "canon."
What I guess I'm really trying to say is this: the three people I know who stopped making BSD content did because certain members of the community took their fun away. And that's never okay. There is room in the fandom for the main ships and the rarepairs. There's room for the fluffmongers, angst fiends, and dead dove aficionados. In fact, many of the friends I mention write content I personally don't, nor do they tend to write fluff and explicit consent the way I tend to, but guess what? We appreciate each other's art. We share ideas. We hold each other up. And, most of all, we're friends, anyway.
So if I'm in any place to ask this fandom for anything, it's to keep your own space as a writer/creator without taking someone else's space away. It's to have fun creating content SKK, but stop taking fun away from the people who create DaRan or DazAtsu or KuniDazai or Kouyou x Dazai or whatever ship. Most important, be kind to one another, regardless of what characters, tropes, or ships we love because at the end of the day, we're not just pseuds or creators; behind the screen, we're human.
As people, I don't think we have anything to lose in this. We can still work around tags and tropes and ships and characters we don't enjoy. Plus, who knows? You might make a new friend, gain new perspective on a character dynamic you never thought about, exchange ideas and share excitement about the newest manga chapter... and that might bring joy to both of you.
I really hope this letter to be the start of something bigger, maybe something that will move through boundaries between fan communities. I've thought about events, challenges, movements... but my limited resources as a creator with 99 mental health issues mean that for now, those ideas will have to wait. This letter, inadequate as it feels, still says most of what I want it to say.
I often say I appreciate people taking the time to read my fics. I mean that for this letter, too. So thank you, truly.
And as always, don't forget to drink water.
Until my next update,
ChaoticQuill
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starlightshadowsworld · 3 months ago
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The only way I’d want a light novel from Dazai’s perspective is if it got self aware with it.
It follows a typical day in the Agency but from Dazai’s perspective. It seems normal enough well for Dazai at least but there’s something off about it.
You’re getting Dazai’s commentary on what’s going on but nothing else.
You’re not actually hearing his actual thoughts.
And somewhere along the line you realise that Dazai is very much aware of your presence. To him your someone trying to infiltrate his mind.
Probably not an ability user because his nullification has no exceptions. We’re something else, something beyond. And Dazai takes this all as a challenge.
He looks out the window and smiles, you hear hear his thoughts for one of the only times in the book.
It’s simply “hello there”
The only people who realise something is up are Atsushi and Ranpo.
The former asks Dazai if he’s okay because he’s acting weirder than usual. Dazai grins and says he’s all good, lamenting to us for a moment that Atsushi’s growing day by day.
And the latter looks Dazai in the eye for a moment before cryptically telling him to be careful. To which Dazai promises he will and almost side eyes us like well you heard him.
There’s a typical Agency mystery going on and if depending on whether you can solve it, you’re presented with 2 endings.
The first is Dazai at the end of the day surrounded by the Agency. The case was a bust but they’re all in good spirits. Lifting each other up and going out together.
Dazai gleefully tells us to not try again next time.
The second is Dazai alone in the office. Every one else has left to go celebrate a job well done, he says he’ll be down in a moment. He smiles, melancholic and a heavy look in his eyes.
He gets to his feet and just before he exists the office he says to us “I hope it was worth it.”
It connects back to the plot by having the first ending be about an ability user Fyodor had try to learn Dazai’s secrets and failing.
And the second ending being Beast Dazai successfully reading Bsd Dazai’s memories.
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octagava · 5 months ago
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Ada's dorm assignments and Explanation's and a bit of Headcanon's under ⤵️
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HEARTSLABYUL
Atsushi: I was struggling with choosing between Heartslabyul and Savannaclaw for him. I think Savannaclaw would fit better (the tenacity part, and the tiger thing), but in the end, I chose Heartslabyul because he values justice, responsibility, and doing what’s right, which fits well with the rule-oriented nature of Heartslabyul.
Kenji: I chose Heartslabyul mostly based on vibes. Kenji is a cheerful and easygoing person, but also has his own unique logic that feels like the chaotic side of Heartslabyul.
OCTAVINELLE
Dazai: I don't think much needs to be said… His charisma? Cunning personality? Talent for manipulation? Straight-up Octavinelle student, no question asked. Especially with how easily he reads people, charms them, and manages to make people do what he wants by smooth-talking.
Haruno: This was a bit of a challenge to choose for her. At first, I thought about Pomefiore, but we already had so many characters in there, so I decided against it. I also considered Savannaclaw and Scarabia, but they didn't quite fit. In the end, I stuck with Octavinelle purely because of Haruno's intellect. It also felt right to make her a vice housewarden in her dorm.
POMEFIORE
Kunikida: This choice was easy, just like Dazai's. The drive for perfectionism, discipline, and ideals—he’s the literal embodiment of Pomefiore. It felt perfect for a dorm that’s known for its image-conscious students. It also made sense to make him Housewarden (and a little poke at the fact that, in canon, he’s supposed to take over as head of the ADA).
Junichirou: I was heavily influenced by his gentle yet thoughtful demeanor and the protectiveness he shows (not only his obsessive care for Naomi, but also his willingness to stand up for others). Despite being a bit of a wimp, he’s protective and supportive. He’s also a vice housewarden to Kunikida.
Naomi: To be fair, I had a hard time choosing for her. At first, I thought maybe Heartslabyul would be good for her affectionate yet mischievous personality. Then I considered Octavinelle for her cunning and strategic side. In the end, I went with Pomefiore, blending her elegant and calculating nature. She’s charming, and her subtle manipulation would suit the dorm well. It also helps that Junichirou is here, as where he is, Naomi is likely to follow. But I do think she was probably in Octavinelle first and switched to Pomefiore less than a month later.
IGNIHYDE
Rampo: Another easy choice. He’s intelligent and prefers solitude, plus his amazing problem-solving fits Ignihyde perfectly. He’s brilliant and often dismissive of what he considers unnecessary social interactions, so this is 100% the right dorm for him.
DIASOMNIA
Yosano: Diasomnia is a very fierce dorm, often associated with strength, authority, and a commanding atmosphere, which perfectly suits Yosano. Not only is she fierce and strong, but her role as a housewarden also fits well with the dorm's atmosphere.
Kyouka: She’s resilient and carries strength with her despite her tragic past. As previously mentioned, Diasomnia is focused on power and overcoming inner turmoil (especially considering the storyline of Book 7), so it’s a great fit for Kyouka.
Diasomnia overall is just a perfect choice in that regard for both Yosano and Kyouka.
I might also do other organization's in this AU if I feel like it, haha Or maybe I should do it the other way around? TWST in BSD universe???
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sorcerersandskillusers · 1 year ago
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I want to talk about one of the most terrifying and interesting bsd characters who almost no fan remembers.
This character nearly tore down the ADA without ever getting involved herself, yet the entire fandom has ignored her because of her terrible anime adaptation.
Who am I talking about?
Nobuko Sasaki
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If you haven't read Dazai Osamu's Entrance Exam, then you probably don't even know who this character is, in the anime she is watered down to the lovesick girlfriend of an actual villain, and you probably dismissed her immediately. But in the light novel, we get to see how dangerous and cunning she really is, to the point she nearly gets the better of Dazai and almost causes the ADA to be shut down. (Fukuzawa says he would have closed the agency if they hadn't caught her)
In terms of intelligence I'd put her on the same level as Mori, just slightly below the super human genius characters i.e. Dazai, Fyodor and Ranpo
The Azure Apostle
For those who don't remember, Sasaki was the Azure Apostle, a mysterious figure who challenged the agency with several horrifying cases, which would all lead to mass casualties if the agency failed to stop them. These were; uncovering an underground organ smuggling operation (which the agency failed to stop and which massively hurt their reputation) stopping a bombing of Yokohama port which could have killed hundreds of people, and preventing a commercial aeroplane from crashing into the city (this was not included in the anime)
Each of the people, who committed these crimes, had no Idea they were being manipulated and thought it was their own idea the whole time. There was no evidence that anyone else had been involved at all, and the agency had no way to connect her to any of the crimes. And she even makes the genius move of framing Dazai, the mysterious new member with suspicious knowledge of the underworld and a hidden past, as the true culprit.
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In fact, she only made one mistake, challenging Dazai. If Dazai had been basically anyone else, they would have been cornered and arrested, but since Dazai's mind works on a level even master strategists can't imagine, he was able to turn the tables on her.
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But even after Dazai sees through her plans, the ADA still has to act exactly the way she wants them too and stop the plane crash. Even when they know they're being manipulated, they still have to do exactly what she wanted.
Finally, after Dazai and Kunikida confront her and get her to admit to being behind all those crimes, even then they are powerless to stop her.
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Even after being involved with so many massive crimes, Sasaki herself hadn't done anything illegal, so within the law the ADA is completely powerless to stop her.
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They can't arrest her, and if they try then the agency will be put in even more danger as will many innocent lives. She has completely trapped the ADA, and even Dazai in a choice to follow the law and let her go or take justice into their own hands and prove they will stoop as low as she did.
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In the end, there she has them in a perfect deadlock, let her continue her mission, or kill her themselves. Both are bad outcomes for the ADA.
In the end, Dazai has her killed by using a third party (Rokuzo) to shoot her, so the agency can't be blamed for her murder, though this ends her plans it deeply scars Kunikida and shakes his resolve in his ideals.
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The trauma from this event still haunts Kunikida to this day, we see that when he is affected by Q's curse, Sasaki is who he sees.
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So thats the Azure Apostle, a terrifying master mind who nearly brought down the Armed Detective Agency, but now lets look at the other side of this character.
Nobuko Sasaki Herself
We know several things about Sasaki as a character and her history from the light novel. That she was a brilliant criminal psychologist and was internationally recognised despite being so young
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,that she was the ex-lover of the Azure King and the real mastermind behind his plans, and that she had very little motivation of her own.
That's not meant to be an insult to the character, she says herself that she never really had much direction in life, even with her incredible intelligence she never really had anything she wanted to achieve.
But the Azure King was the opposite, he had powerful drive and strong ideals, he wanted to punish criminals who couldn't be touched by the law and when he failed to change the law as a bureaucrat, she offered him an alternative.
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A very important thing here is that neither of them were manipulating or forcing the other into this path, as far as we see they genuinely loved each other, each providing something the other couldn't, Sasaki her mind and the Azure King his drive.
When the Azure king died, Sasaki had no path of her own to follow, so she simply kept following his, even though she doesn't seem to have really cared about his cause.
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All of this creates a very unique character, you can't say she was driven by revenge, because she wasn't really driven at all. It's more like she was running on momentum, she had chosen a path to follow and could not stop even though there was nothing pushing her down it any more.
She's a perfect antithesis of Kunikida and was the best possible villain a light novel about him could have had.
A man who brings his ideals into reality with his own hands against a woman who uses others to enforce ideals that were never hers to begin with.
Anyway, I made this because Sasaki is criminally underrated in this fandom, If you haven't read "Dazai Osamu's Entrance Exam" I highly recommend it, I've only put a tiny fraction of the amazing story here.
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literatureloverx · 10 months ago
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Just use this blog! I would love to get your thoughts in Chuuya since you do such an amazing job with Fyodor. Would be awesome to know your ideal types for the other bsd guys (..well chuuya mainly)
Such a cutie patootie request 🥹 I love it, and I’ve been wanting to write about this for a while now!
I’m a bit nervous about writing a character who isn’t Fyodor, but I really hope I can meet your expectations. ❤️ I would hate to disappoint. 🥺
Just a heads-up: I’m also planning to write about Dazai’s, Nikolai’s, and maybe even Akutagawa’s ideal types at some point. ❤️
Chuuya x fem!reader, Chuuya x ideal type!reader.🧡
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Chuuya’s ideal type
In my character analysis post for Fyodor, I mentioned that Fyodor is not a "darling-neutral" character, which suggests that he has a very clear and non-negotiable ideal type.
However, this is certainly not the case with our beloved Chuuya.
Chuuya is genuinely "darling-neutral," but I’d like to depict an ideal type nonetheless, as I believe he has some aspects he would greatly admire in a woman.
Although I can’t recall where I read it, it was mentioned somewhere that Chuuya appreciates elegant people with a good sense of fashion.
When I think of such a person, I immediately picture an elegant woman who knows how to carry herself effectively and gracefully.
A good sense of fashion often indicates high self-esteem and self-worth.
This leads me to believe that Chuuya’s ideal type would definitely be someone confident.
It’s important to clarify that confidence doesn’t mean being loud or mean.
Imagine someone who is elegant, feminine (but not hyper-feminine), and confident.
This person would not be gracefully meek or silent but would act, look, behave, and move with class and confidence.
Given Chuuya’s own pride in his male strength, his keen sense of fashion, and his confidence brimming with pride, I believe he would fall for such a person almost immediately.
However, his ideal partner should not challenge him in a way that disrupts his sense of harmony.
This is precisely why he says he hates Dazai; it’s not that he hates Dazai himself, but rather the constant challenges Dazai presents that unsettle him.
Chuuya is a proud man in every possible way, and he wouldn’t easily tolerate disrespect or undue challenge.
In terms of physical appearance, I don’t think that attributes like hair or skin color, height (even though he is 5'3"/160 cm), or weight would be of significant importance to him.
However, I don’t believe he would be attracted to someone who is obese. Don’t get me wrong—he is strong enough to carry someone regardless of their weight, but it’s simply not his vibe.
“If a person’s body is prominent, it should be due to athleticism.”—Chuuya, probably.
Still, I don’t see him caring much about your fitness level either.
When I said he is "darling-neutral," I genuinely meant it.
I believe that Chuuya could easily fall in love with a shy, more masculine, sincere, or careful partner.
He has a beautiful and deeply humane heart, which allows him to see the best in his partner, no matter their characteristics.
However, this is not in a naive way—he would guide his partner to the right path if he sensed something might be off.
On the emotional side, Chuuya loves challenges, but his life is already filled with them. He might seek rest in his partner’s arms rather than being constantly challenged.
He would likely get bored with someone who is only loving but not truly engaging, as he is not a passive person himself.
Chuuya is active in whatever he does.
Chuuya is active in everything he does, so he needs a partner who can at least keep up with his lifestyle.
As a feared man and a valuable part of the Port Mafia—an executive, no less—his position should not intimidate his partner.
This is why I believe he wouldn’t keep his situation a secret.
He wants a true partner, someone loyal to him who also has a life of her own with meaningful activities, so she doesn’t feel alone or isolated when he’s not around.
His ideal partner should be independent and capable of taking care of herself, but also willing to let him take care of her—not because she needs it, but because she wants it.
This is how Chuuya expresses his love, through grand gestures and physical affection.
His partner should accept this wholeheartedly.
Loyalty is one of the most important aspects of Chuuya's relationship with his partner. He is loyal until the end of time, and he expects the same in return.
Then there’s his expensive wine collection—he’s not a heavy drinker, but he enjoys a good glass of wine now and then, especially when celebrating or unwinding after a long day.
He would expect his partner to share these peaceful moments with him. His vulnerable state when he drinks and relaxes gives him a sense of domestic warmth.
I’m not sure if this is a common interpretation of Chuuya’s character, but I see him as a somewhat possessive lover—perhaps not possessive in the typical sense, but definitely territorial.
Sexually, he may be very possessive, but in other aspects, he’s more about asserting his territory.
Because he won’t take it lightly if someone flirts with you or eyes you, you’ll need to be someone who can maintain a certain distance from others when necessary.
This is why I envisioned an ideal type for Chuuya who is classy, carrying herself with elegance and confidence, rather than someone who is chatty or bubbly.
Chuuya is territorial, and while you’re free to do as you please—go shopping with friends (he would even give you his black card), meet them anywhere, or engage in any activities you like—he barely has time for himself.
So, when he does have time for the two of you, he would expect you to set everything else aside to spend that time together.
That is why he needs someone who is ready to make sacrifices when needed.
Edit: I practically forgot to mention any real sexual content about his potential darling, so here they are:
I don’t think he would care whether his partner is a virgin or not, but if you are, he’d be very proud to be your first and would strive to make your first experience as beautiful and sensually unforgettable as possible.
However, I can’t see him being attracted to someone who is "too open" with sexual encounters, like someone who sleeps around.
This simply doesn’t align with the image of a woman who carries herself with confidence and grace.
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kaurwreck · 6 months ago
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Chuuya processes his grief in text, and Asagiri + Harukawa have explicitly stated that Chuuya is even keeled, level headed, and relaxed, except when around Dazai, who riles him up; meta which is supported by the context clues in the scenes where we see him in both emergency and non-emergency situations. That he does process grief so well and with such love for those he's lost and those who remain is a comment on irl!Chuuya's grief, and expresses a poignant sentiment considering bsd!Chuuya heals in such ways irl!Chuuya was denied. Even Chuuya's ability being gravity manipulation, over which he has an absurd degree of control and finesse, is, in part, a metaphor for his self possession and the weight he carries but is not made leaden by— indicated both by his character song and by the general use of weight and gravity to illustrate and describe grief irl and in literature.
The version of Chuuya that is repressed, dissociative, in crisis, and who doesn't process his grief or other emotions is fanon. Everyone is entitled to fanon, but there are layers of nuance and commentary that fanon tends to file away.
I enjoy stories because of how they demand my expansion, sometimes forcefully yanking me from my own presumptions and patterns to confront the kaleidoscope of human experience that I could never understand within the boundaries of my own internity. I also read to resonate and connect with others too, of course; but it's both seeing and being seen that matters to me, which is why I'm so insistent about challenging my initial perceptions and encouraging the same in others.
Regarding Chuuya and challenging the manner in which we often project our sentiments on others, from Plato's Phaedo:
Socrates replied with a smile: O Simmias, what are you saying? I am not very likely to persuade other men that I do not regard my present situation as a misfortune, if I cannot even persuade you that I am no worse off now than at any other time in my life. Will you not allow that I have as much of the spirit of prophecy in me as the swans? For they, when they perceive that they must die, having sung all their life long, do then sing more lustily than ever, rejoicing in the thought that they are about to go away to the god whose ministers they are. But men, because they are themselves afraid of death, slanderously affirm of the swans that they sing a lament at the last, not considering that no bird sings when cold, or hungry, or in pain, not even the nightingale, nor the swallow, nor yet the hoopoe; which are said indeed to tune a lay of sorrow, although I do not believe this to be true of them any more than of the swans. But because they are sacred to Apollo, they have the gift of prophecy and anticipate the good things of another world, wherefore they sing and rejoice in that day more than they ever did before. And I too, believing myself to be the consecrated servant of the same god, and the fellow-servant of the swans, and thinking that I have received from my master gifts of prophecy which are not inferior to theirs, would not go out of life less merrily than the swans.
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