#bungo stray dogs

[originalaccountname]

dazai fluffy cat because when he gets wet he dissappears and becomes a soggy twig

[calenthee]

a productive night tonight even tho I'm sick

i love old archival books on architecture and old plates for old printing presses. they make they best background bits.

also i think I might make this a stand

[mothzan]

Day 1-Loyalty

[boyanacronism]

meow or something

[j11nko]

shin soucatku

[inamagicalhallucination]

the true-est form of love must be sharing food -- you need food (and water) to live, to take that and give it to someone else is like saying 'i need you to live', its like taking part of your life and placing it in front of someone saying 'here, this is me' and letting them have it

that must be why when atsushi gets a pastry from the cafe underneath the agency's office, he eats half and gives the rest to ranpo

it must be why he snaps his cookies or popsicles or anything of the sort in half and hands the bigger part to kyouka

it must be why he takes the best parts of his dish when the ada is together and places them onto the corner of dazai's plate instead

or why he gives kenji all the parts from his bento box kenji commented on

or why he lets naomi take a bite of whatever he's eating

or why he places his food in the middle of the table when it's him and juni and they eat together as if their separate meals r just one big one

or why he brings extras from his snack runs to gingerly place on the president's desk before bolting

or why he packs a small extra bento box just in case kunikida stays behind again or overworks himself

or why he always happens to buy yosano's favorite snacks to share with her

or why when he meets runs into the black lizard he splits his food further to give gin some too

or why he brings any 'new' and interesting snack he finds for lucy to try too

or why he splits everything when he's with aku between them, why he sees him in the cold and rushes over to give him his cup of hot chocolate and wrap his scarf around him

it must be why he packs dazai's lunch or invites him for breakfast

why he hosts or proposes dinner or lunch together with the ada

why he spends all night trying to perfect kyouka and kunikida's favorite dishes

or why he spent so long baking a funny looking cake that probably didn't taste too good but ranpo liked anyway

or why he keeps junichiro's favorite energy drinks in stock even though kyouka and him dont drink them

or why he learns all the cute food designs naomi eyes

or why he keeps an extra portion of everything to give to kenji

or why he brings the president tea in the morning

or why akutagawa knows that when he cant bring himself to eat -- too worried about what will happen if he runs out -- he can go to atsushi for a cup of tea now and meal later if he's up to it

[atlasnessie]

dazai believe that if he dies now, it would be better than any suicide ever. you sit ontop of him, face close to his as one hand pushes back his bangs and the other is softly resting on his cheeks, the feeling of the soft makeup brush tickling his eyes. your body weight is comfortable on his core, between his chest and stomach. your legs on either side of him and his hands are resting on your hips, keeping you steady as you huff, leaning back slightly and giving out a small pout.

“quit staring.”

“awe, embarrassed ? there’s no where else i can look other then your pretty little eyes.” his fingers drum on your hipbone, chuckling as you sigh and continue on with the makeup. you lick your thumb gently and press it against his cheeks, grumbling about smudged foundation and how your shade isn’t quite like his pale complexion. osamu can’t help but lean at the touch slightly, giving out a lovesick smile as you put the makeup brush down on the side.

“ehh, it’s not my best work. you’re a lot paler than i am.” you laugh and dig for a small mirror, handing it to your boyfriend as he shimmies up, propping an elbow down on the beds mattress and the other arm holding up the mirror by his face.

“i look so good ! look at me, is this what you wanted your boyfriend to look like, hm ? am i finally your dream man ?” dazai places the mirror aside and brings his hand to your cheeks, pinching them and guiding your lips to his as his hand crawls to the back of your head.

“you always were,” you hum onto his lips, smearing the lipgloss and tint onto yours, “you always will be.”

[bsd-bibliophile]

Oda wanted to die. . . . I, above all other men, felt and understood deeply the sadness of Oda. The first time I met him on the Ginza, I thought, "God, what an unhappy man," and I could scarcely bear the pain. He gave the vivid impression that there was across his path nothing but the wall of death. He wanted to die. But there was nothing I could do. A big-brotherly warning - what hateful hypocrisy. There was nothing to do but watch. The "adults" of the world will probably criticize him smugly, saying he didn't have enough self-respect. But how dare they think they have the right! Yesterday I found record in Mr. Tatsuno [Yutaka]'s introductory essay on Senancour the following words: "People say it is a sin to flee by throwing life away. However, these same sophists who forbid me death often expose me to the presence of death, force me to proceed toward death. The various innovations they think up increase the opportunities for death around me, their preaching leads me toward death, and the laws they establish present me with death." You are the ones who killed Oda, aren't you? His recent sudden death was a poem of his final, sorry resistance. Oda! You did well.

Dazai’s published eulogy for Odasaku. I found it in The Saga of Dazai Osamu: A Critical Study and Translation by Phyllis I. Lyons, pages 49-50.

[n0cturnalcm]

Happy lesbian visibility week💖 here's a fem fyolai i did ♀️ (i redraw some old work)

[cffeine]

mori saw somewhere that it's best to socialize young children and started making dazai and chuuya have sleepovers

[trivia-sea]

to be perceived

[luvfy0dor]

“Rise and Shine, Sweetheart ♡⁠˖” BSD x GN!Reader ੈ✩‧₊˚

╰┈➤ Osamu Dazai, Chuuya Nakahara, Fyodor Dostoevsky

warnings; probably a little ooc

description; morning routines with select BSD men

A/n; I'm tired of these hoes omfg but anyways req break cause I think I've done 2 in a row now ^^ 3 more to go! Some of them are kinda harder to write out, but I'll give it my best, even if in the end I have to put them into short headcannons.

Dazai Osamu ★

Dazais morning routine consists of clinging onto your arm, trying to coax you back into a couple more blissful minutes in bed before you go off to work while he makes his decision on whether he's gonna go at all. Needless to say, you're the first one up, but he usually follows soon after, going to the bathroom to shower some mornings and emerging with wet hair and a towel wrapped around his waist while he rewraps his bandages. Sometimes he even asks for your help if you don't seem like you're running short on time, and he loves it when you assist him. He'll usually sit on the bed while you stand between his knees with the roll of cloth being passed back and forth between your left and right hands until you cover his arm. When he doesn't have you help him re-mumify himself, he'll find something for you to do for him. If he chooses to wear a tie, you're the one tying it. He likes when you hold his coat out for him to put on just so he can shrug it on and turn around to kiss you. His hand goes to cusp your cheek familiarly as he hums against your lips and lets his eyes flutter shut.

“Have a good day, y/n! I'll see you tonight, yeah? Don't take too long getting home, I was thinking we could do takeout and movie night! Maybe this time we'll even pay attention to the screen instead of each other the whole time, hehe.”

Chuuya Nakahara ★

Most mornings, Chuuya wakes up first. Sometimes he'll step onto the balcony to smoke a cigarette before you wake up from the disappearance of his warmth and watch the sunrise. It reminds him of you. When he's done with his cigarette, he'll come back inside and either scooch back onto the bed or lean over you to kiss your forehead and wake you up. He'll shake your shoulder gently and call out your name with his messy ginger hair pointing in all different directions. He'll smile down at you when your eyes peek open and place a kiss on your lips, greeting you and rubbing your arm lovingly. Other mornings, ones on the rare occasion that he had off, he would snooze in bed with you for as long as possible. You'd both cook something for breakfast, far from just grabbing a banana or pop tart like you would before work. Afterwards, he'd head to the shower, which you're always welcome to join, and afterwards brush his teeth and hair.

“Hey...time to wake up, y/n. I'm not comin' in here to get ya again, so you gotta get up the first time. No, no five more minutes- I gotta leave soon, so get up before I gotta leave without a goodbye kiss cuz you're still snoozing.”

Fyodor Dostoevsky ★

Fyodor is often up before you are, whether he slept last night or not you don't know, but you certainly don't mind when moments after you open your eyes he's gotten you some tea or coffee. He's great to be woken up by, because he's making sure you're up. He'll come back into the bedroom every two minutes if he needs to, calling out your name from the doorway and warning you that you're going to be late. While you're getting up and ready, he busies himself with reading and peering out the window at the sunrise. When you're finished, he'll kiss you goodbye at the door, his cold hand lingering on your waist as you turn to open the door. After you're gone, he dresses himself in his worn in white button down and pants, topping his outfit off with his boots, cape, and ushanka. He'll look around at the photos hanging on the wall of the two of you and smile to himself, swinging the door opening and leaving as well.

"Ah, good morning Myshka. I see you're finally awake, it only took me waking you up 6 times. I've brought you tea, but you've got to drink it quickly or else you'll hardly have time to get ready for yourself."

A/n; I cry a lot but I am so productive!!! It's an art!! (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

[benetnvsch]

family guy death pose

[mothzan]

Day 2-Language of flowers

the Aster tataricus has a symbolic meaning that translates to “I will not forget you.” 

plum blossoms mean loyalty and elegance

red camellias mean “in love” or “perishing with grace.” For warriors, however, they symbolize a noble death.

Pink or Yellow – Pink and yellow camellias mean longing for or missing someone

the red spider lily has a few meanings They include abandonment, never to meet again, and lost memories.

The flowers under the cut

[sillyfishies]

Atsushi + my (subtle) hcs

I've been drawing chibis for too long, I've decided to return to my normal artstyle

[sad-emo-dip-dye]

We can’t forget this