#i think dazai messed up part of his plan and just covered it up on the fly by presenting himself as more of an asshole than he was already

[originalaccountname]

I love how insane skk are fr. Dazai sets Chuuya up to be tortured and Chuuya’s response is “okay that crosses a line, I’m going to punish you now by stringing you upside down from a lamppost and spinning you until you throw up, and if I didn’t need you to be in working condition I’d do worse” and Dazai’s just like, yeah that’s fair. And neither of them thinks any of that is weird

They are so funny for real, everyone around them are completely baffled and they just keep going like it's all normal.

But also, I'm of the opinion that Dazai didn't particularly want Chuuya tortured. I think he messed up his timing and tried to play it off. This boy showed up alone to a high-security secret lab only armed with a taser, barely let Adam take care of Shirase while insisting they needed to get to Chuuya now, or else Chuuya would commit a grave mistake. And he messed up on finding him too! If Chuuya had not made his own choice then, Dazai would have been too late to stop him! He completely messed up his grand entrance!

Chuuya was also taking his revenge for Murase becoming collateral though, not just Dazai letting him get tortured by N to gain some time without his consent.

[lieforyou]

Cake

Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Nikolai, x fem!Reader // somewhat smut or lime

About: reader makes out/eats cake out of the characters mouth

( sorry if this is badly written:p) mentions of abuse relationships!

Enjoy:3

Dazai

Osamu you’re beloved boyfriend

Honestly you’re relationship was somewhat stable in a way( couldn’t say it was the healthiest but it was near ok

Only thing tho was his ex drive was crazy

He’s a tease ,loves keeping people on there toes

Doesn’t 10x more on you

Can never win him over it’s something about him that’s so unpredictable about his charm

He was always done to sometimes try new “things” when you guys would have sexual tension forms sometimes

So why not try something new? He wouldn’t mind right?

Scenario

Dazai was a bit busy with paperwork, he wasn’t always a lazy man he took his job seriously as-well.

Everyone was on their lunch break but some would stay to eat or talk to their coworkers.

You saw Dazai working on his computer and files he didn’t seem that stress but he doesn’t have enough time for you,usually tends to spend more time at home with you more occasionally .

Couldn’t think tho about a couple of days ago where he was teasing you’re body parts like some type of toy nearly almost fingering you.

He teased you but he didn’t actually do it.

You made up a plan it was lunch time and everyone was surprisingly gone to go out to eat or take a break from work.

You decide to leave and buy a cake a strawberry cake it was medium length with tiny strawberries on top within butter cream frosting

Looked so yummy!

You walked towards the agency

You saw dazai sigh as he shut of his computer ready to live to either find you or meet up with atsushi or just go to grab a coffee or something

“Dazai~” you said as you grinned with the cake in youre hands

“Hm? Ah Donna! I’ve been looking everywhere for you where we’re you… also what’s with the cake? “

Dazai said coming towards you with a slight smile but along with a raised eyebrow

“ I wanna feed you!” As you said grinning with a childish attitude

“feed me don’t you think that’s a bit childish? I mean I take the offer Donna but really?” Dazai raised an eyebrow looking a bit questioned on what you meant

Soon he realized when you meant “feed” didn’t mean actually feeding you more like making out saliva cake gulping his tongue down with cake feeding

He moans as you sucked his tongue with cake all over his face including yours

He’s hard super hard he stained his pants already with pre cum type hard it made gif leak through his light brownish colored pants

You been doing this for the past 1 hour in half

“Mmm a…ah baby~ please I need it right now please fuck…” he groaned from you making out with him with saliva,smashed cake,tongue,everything as sloppy as ever!

“Mmm I told you where not done until I finish the Cake fully Osamu..”. You moan in his mouth as you can feel strawberry flavor tongued

Quite the event out going time on that day

Chuuya

Chuuya was such a sweetheart but he wasn’t the best boyfriend to be fair he had some issues that he couldn’t really handle

But he tried his best

his sex drive was somewhat high somewhat low

Depends

He never had time to touch you sense he was a big part of the port mafia

He tried spending time with you at least

Port mafias anniversary was tomorrow and you where so proud of you’re boyfriend rather less then the organization itself,why not reward him?.

Scenario

Chuuyas tie had completely be undone his expensive “suit” was covered in red velvet cake and saliva along with spit

His hair was a mess

room was aired with lust and love including moans and kissing sounds

You where on his lap sucking his tongue as you’re face was covered in cake to further to his

The cake dripped down to his neck as you licked it and gave him hickies making him grunt aswell as low moans came from him

“Fuck d-…..doll…Ngh~ …Ah~mmmmph” he was cut of by mouth kissing by you as his mouth tasted like red velvet cake and wine he been drinking earlier

He was hard to hard he wanted to fuck you so bad

You’re panties where wet really wet like a river

Lucky his pants where black you couldn’t see much as his length had already leaked out of his boxers.

How did you get him to this?

No idea

I guess he can’t say no to his pretty girl

Even tho he thought you where gonna share whine with cake and cuddle

He thought wrong

Not until you stuff cake like a pig in youre mouth sitting on him like you where about to ride him smashing you’re lips into his as you full on made out with him like a momma bird feeding her baby birds

Fyodor

Ah Demon Fyodor

How lovely

Ok so

Yeah so like

Fyodor is just Fyodor

Ok but all that aside you’re Relationship was not healthy

It’s the truth

He didn’t really try to change for you maybe he would consider it maybe he did time to actually put in the effort

But over all it was always the toxic situation over you and him

Love is love no matter what form right?(wrong)

Fyodor was always in his own world he didn’t really have time for you

First place why get in a relationship with him again?

 you saw that it was his birthday soon

You missed you’re dear fedya so much you needed him so bad

He always hated the ideal of sex tho it wouldn’t benefit him he would hate the idea of it being sinful of such acts

But to be fair he’s done worse coming from a terroist like him

He had the day off so you decide to take you’re own good points and buy him a strawberry milk cake

You hear Fyodor opening the door to you’re apartment

“I’m home” the Russian man speakd his accent was always clearer when he yelled a bit

He walked putting his coat down on the coat hanger in the hallway

You look to see a pale skinny man with purple ish eyes with short black hair looking at you

“FEDYAA!” You say coming to his chest

“Hm hello любовь” he said rubbing his hands through you’re hair he rather seemed calm

“ it’s almost youre birthday feyda!”

You said walking towards the chair in the kitchen as he followed

“I’m well aware now what do you have in mind of celebrating?” He said raising an eyebrow as he saw the cake

Now he hates the idea of sex

Found it shameful for a man like him

But seeing his dear like this feeding him cake

Maybe that’s an expectation

You put you’re fingers into fyodors mouth as cake and fingers rolled around in his mouth as he sucked them off clean from the cake

“Frankly I would be the one feeding you dear but it seems like you’re enjoying yourself more then I am?” As you stuff you’re fingers more as he moans a bit and gags

You could feel you’re self getting wet

He dared to touch you tho

Or maybe he was in a good mood only within his fingers for you’re cunt

Nikolai

Nikolai

Ok what

Nikolai you’re beautiful jester boyfriend

not a healthy relationship at all

Hopefully you could catch up to his “I’m perfectly sane” mindset when in reality he wasn’t he was beyond from it

He doesn’t even hide it

Why again? Why are you in a relationship with a insane clown

Quite the abuse relationship

If you can handle it tho like a champ then it be impressing

But can you handle his sex drive

His sex drive is as high as ever

Even tho he’s naturally clingy no matter if he’s honry

I like to think he wouldn’t really be honry it just fakes it to tease you

He’s up to anything

Now the roles are switched

He loves feeding food into youre mouth

He loves making you gag on his cock

He loves anything you gag on as long as it brings you tears he’s all up for it

He had just came back from a mission that the DOA of had

Scenario

After that he bought a nice little fruit cake with mangos,strawberries, blueberries, peaches .

But then you where gaging on his fingers moaning and begging for him stop as you can feel his fingers tease you’re throat to shove fruit down and his fingers

He would suck you’re tongue to

He but you’re tongue sometimes aswell

Would spit in your mouth a lot

He sucked on you’re tongue so much you’re tongue was so numb

He kinda got bored so you gave him head after words

“Ah~ suck it beautiful such a good girl is my dick a-…….Ah…~ fuck,fuck f-uck..”

“Is it as sweet as the cake?” He moaned out in somewhat a pitched moan as he shivers from youre mouth

His dick tasted like cake sometimes sense the remains of cake taste in youre mouth

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Hope you enjoyed:3!

[starlightshadowsworld]

The Fallen King

The title for chapter 4 is The After Show. The name coming from a Fnaf song called After Show by Tryhardninja.

It's about how the animatronics are paraded on stage to perform. And now after the show they can finally take control and turn on their creators.

Felt fitting, I mean the missions over and yet Beast Atsushi is still playing a role. He's doing it all to maintain control but he's bleeding out from using his ability that he explicitly can't control.

I mean there's a lyric about covering up bloodstains.

And in a way, Beast Atsushi has turned on Beast Dazai. He's still incredibly loyal to him but he's also disobeying him by staying in the Port Mafia.

And again now by telling Beast Gin the truth and aiding in what will eventually be her reuniting with her brother.

None of that was part of his plan.

Which, yeah is gonna mess him up just a little more.

And well it's a chapter that opens up with Beast Atsushi in his tiger form doing some murder, has to have a fnaf reference.

Side note, this shit has only reinforced my need for a Fnaf x Bsd crossover.

The Tales from the Pizza plex books reveals there's a white tiger animatronic in the pizzaplez. With a dual nature and connected to a mimic programme for crying out loud.

Hell Atsushi could definitely make for a great Crying Child. I mean I doubt the Orphanage would ever throw him a party.

But him getting chomped and them covering up with either the Headmaster or Shibusawa doing the "I will put you back together."

Definitely fits.

And if not them this could definitely go up there for what his parents did to him.

I mean this series has that many stories of robots not knowing their robots imagine a kid not knowing he's part animatronic. The whole tiger preying at night being because of the animatronics having nightly free roaming mode.

Anyway.

Beast Atsushi is a mess, thinks he's a momster and needs serious medical attention.

But he's dragged himself to have a meeting in enemy terrority and putting way to much sugar in his coffee because it's the only joy he can get right now.

Unfortunately for everyone unlike his bsd counterpart, this one can lie. But both of them can act so if he believes he's in control maybe he is.

... Just don't look at the bleeding visage of his mentor in the corner.

[honeydazai]

when you catch them jerking off

feat.: Dazai Osamu, Chūya Nakahara, Ryūnosuke Akutagawa, Atsushi Nakajima, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Nikolai Gogol

warnings: nsfw content

There's a brief expression of surprise on DAZAI'S face as you step into the office, his fingers still closed around his cock, precum pearling at the head. After holding eye contact with you for a few seconds, Dazai simply continues getting himself off; stroking himself slowly while looking at you with an almost smug expression.

Being the tease he is, he moans your name on purpose; his head tipping back to reveal the expanse of his throat. He eventually offers you to join him - the way you're squeezing your thighs together while staring at him is more than telling.

“Oh, belladonna, I didn't even notice you~! You're more than welcome to help me out here. Don't act shy now, I can see the way you're staring - and you have been for some time already, hm? This situation turned out really beneficial for the both of us, don't you think?”

The second your gaze meets CHŪYA'S as you enter the room, he visibly freezes, his mouth still open since he had just moaned your name - and you had to have heard it, too. His cheeks flush red, though he manages to move past his humiliation after a few seconds of awkward silence.

As he notices the way you're staring at his lower abdomen - at the part of his exposed stomach, muscles glistening with sweat, and at his still hard cock -, a smirk finds its way onto his lips as he offers you to join. It's obvious you're interested, after all.

“Well, doll, are you just going to stare at my dick or are you going to join me? It should be obvious by now that I was thinking of you anyway, so if you're up for it, I am too.”

It's quite rare for AKUTAGAWA to jerk himself off, so it's awfully bad luck when you manage to accidentally walk in on him doing just that. His wide-eyed stare meets your own and, for just a second, neither of you dare to move or even breathe.

Then, he's quick to cover himself up with his coat, his cheeks warm as he turns his head to the side to avoid your gaze. He's awfully embarrassed, especially since he had just been groaning out your name, though he tries not to let his sudden insecurity show too much.

“Quit looking at me like that. And don't just stand there either - get the fuck out or help me get off. And not a word of this to anyone ever or I'll make sure you regret it.”

ATSUSHI is an embarrassed and flustered mess the second he sees you standing in the doorway, watching him with a surprised expression, but he can't bring himself to stop rutting into his own fist, not when he's this needy and this close to his orgasm.

He's actually tearing up with humiliation, but he's almost there, he's so close, and now you're here and only adding to his arousal with your presence, and, god, he can't help but beg for your help, for you to understand that he can't quit when he's this close to his orgasm.

“Oh god, I'm sorry you have to see me like this, y/n, please-, I'm just so close, can't stop. Please, help me out, please-, I can't stop thinking about your hand touching me instead of mine. Please-!”

It's unlikely that you actually catch FYODOR masturbating - if anything, he planned for you to see him like this, which is why he looks nothing less of breathtaking when you do walk in on him stroking himself. His dick is curving upwards prettily, resting against his abdomen, and he gives you a lazy smirk while tilting his head to the side.

He's infatuated with the way your gaze keeps flicking down to his cock, even though you're doing your best to keep your eyes on his. The bewildered look on your face - an odd mixture of shock, embarrassment and arousal - is one he will treasure forever.

“I must say, this is quite unexpected. I hadn't thought you were going to be here at this time. You're looking a little flustered there, dear. Why don't you tell me if you want me to keep going? I certainly wouldn't mind your assistance.”

NIKOLAI is delighted when your wide eyes meet his half-lidded ones, your cheeks flushing visibly when he doesn't stop thrusting into his own fist, even though he's obviously aware of your presence. Well, he's not one to miss the opportunity of putting on a show.

He's moaning, utterly unashamed, and his raspy voice is enough to send shivers down your spine. You can't deny that he looks good like this either - you're pretty tempted to immediately fall to your knees in front of him and suck him off. Apparently, you're more obvious than you had thought, though.

“Oh, doll, look at you, all embarrassed~! Why don't you join me, hm? You're already fueling my wet dreams just standing there, though I bet you'd look even more pretty with your lips around my cock. What do you say, hm? Want to be a good slut for your buddy Nikolai?”

notes: i've been thinking about writing for Obey Me on this blog as well, not sure yet though 🥰🥰 i've been obsessed with the game though!!

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[nataliaphantomhivesblog]

How are all my soukoku fans who read the latest bsd chapter doing?

Not to sound dramatic but these 3 pages were hard for me to digest... In a good way and in a bad way.

First of all, lets take into account what Dazai is saying here because honestly it was very shooking to see Dazai saying something so vulnerable about his relationship with Chuuya.

Dazai admits his connection with Chuuya, he admits how their hearts have reached out to each other multiple times.

Lets process this for a second... Dazai is actually being verbally honest and vulnerable over Chuuya....

I would also love to mention the irony of Dazai literally remenicing on emotional moments he shared with Chuuya before saying that there wasn't any of those moments to begin with... He was mentally contradicting himself here.

Personally, I found the moments Dazai was looking back on really interesting:

When Dazai tells Chuuya that if he uses corruption he will never be able to find out if hes truly human and Dazai telling Chuuya that he doesn't have to use corruption if he doesn't want to. (stormbringer LN)

When Chuuya and Dazai held hands which was basically the start of their partnership. (fifthteen LN and anime)

When Chuuya lets Dazai go when he was restrained in the basement, it was also the first time Chuuya and Dazai had seen each other for the first time in years. (bsd manga)

When Chuuya saves Dazai with corruption. (Dead apple movie, manga and LN)

Dazai telling Chuuya that they have to use corruption to defeat lovecraft. (bsd manga)

Dazai nullifying corruption after defeating lovecraft. (bsd manga)

So all the moments mentioned above are instances when these two connected with far more than just words. Like Dazai himself said, their hearts reached out to each other.

Lets also take note of Dazai's facial expressions. Dazai looks genuienly upset over this, look at his frown and slight pause right after saying goodbye to Chuuya.

Look at his eyes right after he thinks of those moments when their connection went further than just a petty rivalry.

Then theres Dazai's facial expression in that last pannel, that smile is probably the fakest smile i've ever seen adorn on Dazai's face. Its just.... So obviously exaggerated.

Dazai is not taking pleasure in doing this to Chuuya. Towards the end its really clear that this is some sort of act to cover up his emotions since he just revealed a very vulnerable part of him.

For the people thinking that Dazai is genuienly meaning and trying to get Chuuya killed here surely underestimate how strong their bond and partnership is.

I firmly believe that Dazai definetly has a plan or some sort of idea to get Chuuya out of this mess. (take note of Chuuya's face in the first picture and look at his eyes and teeth, he doesn't look like a vampire anymore.)

Maybe...just maybe... Dazai is apologizing to Chuuya because the redhead will have no choice but to use corruption to get out of this. But thats just a small theory from my end.

I may struggle fully trusting Dazai, but I do trust his bond with Chuuya. I know he would never leave Chuuya to die like that, not after everything they've gone through together.

I wonder if my dear friend @ryuuaka713 has any thoughts regarding this, they always have some of the best soukoku takes! :D

[shadyteacup]

Hello! If you’re free, I was wondering if I could have a request where 15y/o Dazai meets his future s/o which he feels comfortable around them and has good impression abt them. Like he’s wandering somewhere and suddenly run into them. They have a chitchat abt their thoughts on something and have fun talking to each other. Then leave and meet again when he joins ADA. (s/o is a weird kind of person, like out of this world)

I’m not an English speaker so sorry for my terrible English y-y. Btw, i love your writings!!💟

This is such an amazing idea! I had fun writing this! And dw, your English is spectacular ♡ Enjoy, dove!

Dazai Osamu x gn! Reader||Reader has a time traveling ability

Timeless

You were a time traveler. Your ability allowed you to visit places from different timelines. The only drawback was that you aged no matter where you were, even if you were using your ability. This meant that if you wanted to enjoy the present, you had to ensure that you didn't spend much time in the past. You couldn't visit the future.

But that was okay. You loved finding out the root of all problems. That's why you joined the ada. Your ability helped them to identify who the perpetrator was. You would travel in the past and be there at the crime scene at the right time. Then you'd come back and reveal important information like the hiding place of the murder weapon, or if they had been looking at the wrong suspect all along.

You were currently investigating the death of a businessman. His body had turned up near the docks. It was highly decomposed, and probably atleast 2 years dead. You decided to travel 2 years into the past, and made your way to the docks. While searching for the potential crime scene, you bumped into someone. A mop of brown hair stood a few steps ahead of you. The boy wore bandages all over his arms and neck, and had an eye covered. Judging by the absence of any outline of his eye on the bandage that covered it, and the lack of moisture, his eye probably wasn't injured at all. He was probably only wearing bandages to appear weak. But this was just an assumption on your part.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, boy. I didn't see you there!"

He looked at you with a dead look in his eye, then gave you the fakest smile to ever exist.

"It's alright. May I ask what you are doing at a place like this?"

You were taken aback by his cold demeanor. It reminded you a lot of your own self.

"I'm here to investigate a death."

You said. His eyes darkened at your words.

"You see, the body will be discovered two years later. No tangible evidence will be recovered, then. So I must find something useful here, now."

The boy smirked.

"Time traveling ability?"

You smiled.

"Yup."

His smirk dropped and he glared at you.

"I see. This is a dangerous adventure, dear. You might get caught in a string of trouble, one that might lead you to harm."

The boy's aura and dark look had made you suspicious about his employers, but now you were certain that he worked for the mafia.

"Don't worry. I'm pretty positive that the murder wasn't committed by someone from the mafia."

His surprise was momentary, but obvious. It caught your eye.

"Before you ask, no, I don't know your future self. Also, the method of the crime doesn't match the mafia's M.O."

He nodded, thinking.

"Well in that case, I don't think you and I should be enemies."

He chirped, a happy look on his face.

You were taken aback by the sudden change in his mood.

"Sure, kid."

You said, patting his shoulder and walking away, trying to find the crime scene. The area was littered with compartments and shipment goods. It all looked so similar, almost like a maze.

"Hey, kiddo, can you lend me a hand?"

He blinked in confusion.

"Um. Sure."

He was confused as to why you weren't afraid of him. You clearly knew he was from the mafia, but you still acted so casually around him. It made him think that you either represented somebody powerful, or worked for an influential employer.

You rummaged through your pocket, trying to find the picture. Handing him the the snap of the crime scene, you observed him as he peered into the paper.

"This way."

He said, walking between two cargo containers, and leading the way.

"I never got your name, boy."

He shrugged, peering at you over his shoulder.

"Does it really matter?"

You mimicked him, raising your shoulders in a lazy shrug.

"Maybe, maybe not. But I'd like to call you something other than 'boy'."

He hummed in thought.

"How about 'knight in shining armour'?"

You scoffed.

"I get the whole 'I'm helping you, so I'm a knight' thing, but I'm no damsel in distress."

He smirked.

"Oh? And what if I were to abandon you here? What would you do?"

You smirked.

"I'd find my way on my own. I don't need you, eye-patch."

He grinned at you smugly, stopping in his tracks and moving towards you. He leaned in, his face almost touching yours.

"And what if I were to overpower you, hmm? What would you do then?"

You shuffled closer to him, much to his surprise. You whispered near his ear.

"I'll ensure that you'll never be able to have kids."

Pushing him back, you snatched the picture from his palm, and continued searching for the location. He was astonished at your bravery. He always comes across as intimidating, and that was putting it mildly. You were very courageous.

Following you like a lost puppy, he watched you hide behind a bunch of wooden crates.

You patted the space next to you, beckoning him to sit there.

"The show's about to start, eye-patch."

You took out your camera and were ready to click.

That's when two men, clad in expensive suits walked over. One of them was explaining something to the other.

You began clicking a few snaps.

The guy who was observing, turned his back on the other for a second. That's when he brandished his knife and plunged it into the other's back. You were furiously tapping away on the camera's button, determined to get every detail of proof.

The victim suffered atleast 50 stabwounds, 53 to be exact, when the killer decided to stop and hide the body. You snapped every single second of the ordeal.

When the killer left the crime scene, the two of you got up, and dusted your clothes.

"Do you have any plans after this?"

He asked you.

"Well, not really. I was planning to grab a drink, maybe something to eat, before heading back."

You said.

"Or heading 'ahead', since I'm going to the future. I don't even know."

Dazai nodded his head.

"How about I treat you to a drink?"

You eye him suspiciously.

"I have no reason to harm you. You literally don't belong here, so I've got no reason to hurt you."

You hum in acknowledgement.

"Okay then. Lead the way."

....

"How old are you?"

He asked, swirling his drink in his glass.

"A few years older than you."

"Cryptic."

"Intrusive."

"Touche."

"You have so many questions, don't you, eye-patch. "

Dazai hummed, taking a sip.

"Consider me intruiged by your... ability."

He turned in his bar stool to face you.

"Why didn't you prevent it from happening?"

"Because if I break the flow of time, or even mess with it, everything will go haywire."

"And if you were able to prevent it, without disrupting the flow of time, would you have intervened?"

You gaze at your own glass.

"I would do some heavy research before I make my decision."

Dazai was curious. Did you not want to save people?

"Everybody has a reason for murder. Nobody wakes up one day and decides to kill someone. I'll dig into their lives and find out why the killer did it. And I'll decide whether or not preventing the murder would save an innocent life, or harm many others in the future."

"So, in short, you intend to play God."

You chuckled.

"If given the power, who in their right mind would turn down the offer? Everybody wants to play God. Our entire society is built that way. The one who has more money, more power, more influence, has the right to play God to those beneath them."

Dazai found you very interesting. The way you viewed the world was so unique. You were a textbook 'good person' but could easily become the 'bad guy' if given the resources. Good or bad doesn't really matter to him, he finds the difference between the two very confusing.

"Doesn't that make you, and everybody who has power, a "bad" person?"

You chuckled.

"Funny coming from a mafioso."

Downing the rest of your drink, you answer his question.

"The distinction between good and bad is so distorted. The same set of actions can be termed as good for certain circumstances, and bad for others. The villain is always the hero when you try to see the world through his shoes, and the hero is always the villain for those supporting the so called 'bad guy' ."

"I agree. I don't care about what's 'good' or 'bad' ,either."

"Then what do you follow?"

"What do you mean?"

"There must be some set of rules that you abide by. What are they?"

"I.. Don't have any. I'm a free bird!"

You tap your chin in thought.

"One must have something to fall back on when they don't know what to do. Something to blindly follow. For example, I follow a set of rules created by my morals and values. When I don't  know how to proceed, I remember them and act accordingly. "

Dazai observed you as you spoke, absorbing every single syllable that floated out if your luscious lips. He was attracted towards opinionated, strong and focused people. He adores the look on people's faces when they speek about their passions, and express their opinions on matters. Even if he disagreed with them, the fact that they have a strong reasoning behind their actions, and the way they calmly portray their points so skillfully, makes him like them more.

The way you were effortlessly articulating your inner thoughts was something that he was fascinated by. He had so much going on inside, so much turmoil, that it was impossible for him to express it out in words. But you seem to be so sorted and disciplined. He loved that about you.

"You'll get there someday, eye-patch. Don't worry. "

You comforted, smiling at the young man.

He smiled back at you. For the first time that day, he had given you a genuine smile.

"You should smile more. It suits you."

He blushed at your words. It was a weird feeling for him. He didn't understand why his face was heating up, or why his ears felt like they were on fire.

Flicking your wrist to check the time, you sighed.

"Well, time to leave."

Dazai held your wrist as you were about to get up.

"Wait!"

You looked at him quizzically.

"Will we meet again?"

You tilted your head and smiled at him.

" I can't say for sure, but I do hope that we do."

With that, he watched you walk out of the bar. He only respected Odasaku. But now, he respected you, too.

....

Time skip to a few weeks later.

....

"L/N san, please get yourself together, we're expecting a new member to join us, soon."

You laid on the couch of the ada as Kunikida rambled on about how everyone must be in their best behavior to greet their newest member. Yosano was handling most of it, so Ranpo and you had no work to do.

"Yes, yes, Doppo. Also, it's Y/N."

You said, stretching your arms above your head.

"Y/N kun, you need to try this new type of cookie. It has two different flavors!"

Ranpo said, offering you a cookie from his bag.

You smile at him, accepting it.

"Yum!"

"I know, right!"

"Ranpo san, Y/N san! Please come here! Our newest member has arrived!"

Both of you lazily got up and strolled over to the front of the office.

"What is the big deal, Doppo-"

You stopped mid sentence when you saw the person standing at the doorway.

"Eye-patch!"

Dazai's eyes widened when he saw you, the one person who had managed to intruige him other than his deceased friend, standing in the office. The office where he was to work at, today onwards.

"Damsel!"

He said, pointing at you.

You scoffed at his choice of nickname.

"Ha! I knew your eye was fine!"

"Do you both know each other?"

Kunikida asked.

"Ofcourse they do. They met a long time ago, right, Dazai?"

Ranpk said, muching on his sweets. Ofcourse, he figured it out.

"Well, not that long ago for me."

You smiled.

Dazai had finally met you. He was elated.

"I'm glad we met again."

"Don't worry, eye-patch, we have a lot of time to catch up. ;)"

[after-witch]

With Friends Like These (Yandere Dazai x Naive!Reader)

Title: With Friends Like These... (Yandere Dazai x Naive!Reader)

Synopsis: One of your friends thinks Dazai is controlling. Dazai doesn’t like that at all. 

Based on: Anonymous said:  I just finished your recent yan dazai hc and now all I can imagine is that he moves forward with a plan to get that person to be all theirs using any method necessary [note: referencing yan dazai with oblivious/nurturing s/o headcanons]

Word count: 1400ish

notes:  yandere, manipulation

Dazai's thumb easily flicked down your phone screen, checking for anything interesting, anything new, anything (or anyone) that conflicted with his view for your life. You were in the shower, blissfully unaware that he'd read every single "private" conversation you'd had over the past few months whenever he got the chance. It was easy. You didn't hesitate giving him your password, once you'd agreed to start dating.

He probably didn't even need to do this privately, he mused; he could convince you that it was something couples did. Still, that came with the calculated risk that you'd offhandedly mention it to someone else, and they would let you know that your boyfriend was being controlling. They’d probably pry out more information that concerned them and before he knew it, you might confront him or god forbid, get up the nerve to take a break. And that might lead to... other measures, measures Dazai didn't want to take, at least not if he could keep you willingly.

So far, however, your messages were unsurprisingly mundane. You sometimes sent photos of him and you--going out to eat, heading to a museum, or simply resting at his apartment--to the few closer friends that he hadn’t yet been able to chase off.

You used to send solo selfies, silly photos of you wearing comfy pajamas or trying out new looks, but he'd put a stop to that; so now it was couples-pics or nothing. A few photos here and there. Check-ins and emojis. The occasional cancellation on your end--his doing, usually, it was far too easy to get you to lessen contact with friends. All he had to do was withdraw until you were upset, then dangle his presence in front of you on the same day as previously made plans. Sometimes Dazai hated how easy it was to manipulate you.

Ah, there is something, Dazai thought. A message from your friend Orion something-or-other. Dazai had pushed you into cancelling your recent planned lunches and movie nights and catching-up-over-drinks evenings with Orion.

He didn't want you hanging out with anyone, really, but Orion was a particularly annoying presence in your life. He'd sent you a long, meaningful and concerned message after your recent cancellation.

Dazai felt his mouth settling into a frown as he read each word. ‘You are my friend and I care about you…’ ‘I don’t want you to be mad…’ ‘I’ve talked to the others about this… ‘ ‘It seems like he’s really controlling…’ ‘Trying to isolate you…’ ‘It’s not normal…’ ‘Let’s meet at our regular place tomorrow to talk, please.’

What a prying bastard, Dazai thought. Trying to put his nose where it didn’t belong--trying to put his nose into something that belonged to Dazai: you.

Worst of all, you’d replied to this heartfelt message: “I know you care about me! I would never be mad at you for sharing concerns. :) I will see you tomorrow and we can both talk, okay? :) :) :)”

Part of Dazai was furious that you didn’t shut down your friend immediately. You should have rushed to his defense, soothing Orion’s concerns and praising Dazai to high heaven. Yet another part of him recognized that it was just another facet of your exceedingly good nature. You didn’t want to hurt Orion’s feelings by shutting him down, so you would hear him out. But was that really it? Or were you having concerns about your relationship that Orion’s message tapped into?

Dazai hated loose ends, and Orion’s place in your life needed to be wrapped up--permanently.

**

Dazai loved it when you looked anxious. You reminded him of a little mouse--and he was the cat, naturally. And it was his favorite type of nervous, soft, submissive expression that you wore as you shifted from one leg to the other in discomfort. You wanted to argue, he could tell. But you could never get up the nerve to be so mean to your boyfriend.

“Osamu… he’s--he’s one of my best friends. I don’t understand.”

Dazai kept a firm, patronizing gaze, the type that typically kept you from arguing too much. “(Y/N). I really don’t want to share the details. They’re too… awful… for someone like you.”

At that, you practically puffed out your cheeks, and Dazai had to bite the inside of his own to keep from smiling. 

“I’m a grown adult! You can tell me things, you know. I’m not--I’m not a helpless baby, you know.”

He said nothing, instead wanting to see where you would take things on your own. It was helpful--it let him know where you tended to drift, when left unguided. And it was fun to reel you back in when you strayed too far from his own plans.

“Fine!” You said, throwing up your hands. “Then I’m going to meet Orion for lunch. Who knows,” you quipped, “Maybe what he has to say will be helpful.”

It was enough to almost piss him off. But he knew that anger was the easy way out, with you. He could yell at you once and you would probably meekly comply. But that was a short-term solution to a long-term problem. 

So instead, Dazai sighed, long and drawn out and filled with an air of I-told-you-so. 

"Okay. I really didn't want to have to show you this. But..." he let the phrase trail as he pulled out his phone and tapped on the messaging app. "Read these. This is why I think you shouldn’t meet with this friend of yours.”

He held the phone out like something dirty, and you tentatively took it into your own hands.  Your eyes slowly looked down at the screen as you noted an unlisted number on top of the screen. It was a number you recognized easily--the messages were from Orion.

Your thumb slowly swiped down as you read message after message, and oh how Dazai wished he could take a photo of the look unfolding on your face. It was beautiful. You were beautiful. Hurt and humiliation and even anger mingled in, a sort of deep-set anger that he had never seen from you before. Part of him was tempted to encourage you to confront your friend, if only to see that anger bubble over. But that was an exceptional risk, so the notion was quickly tossed aside.

The messages you were reading, the messages causing tears to prick your eyes and your cheeks to redden in shame, ranged from “Orion” insulting Dazai for dating you to threatening him into leaving you and finally to insulting you.

She's a dumbass bimbo who would open her mouth for dick with a smile as long as you told her it was candy. Did you know sucked off every guy at her old work? Do you really want your reputation tainted by being with a whore like that? Just trying to warn you bro. Break up with her before it’s too late. 

And the final message, sent that very morning:

After I’m through talking to her today, I’ll be sure to send you a vid of her lips around my cock. I don’t mind an easy lay lol.

It was the last few messages, barbed and hurtful and oh-so-nasty, that did you in. Dazai watched as your pretty face crumpled into a scrunched, ugly mess. You barely had the strength to set his phone down on the table before tears began streaming down your cheeks. You used your free hands to cover your face in shame.

After appreciating the sight for a moment, Dazai took a few steps forward and wrapped his arms around you. You melted easily into him, slotting yourself against his side.

“I’m--I’m--” you said, barely able to get out the words. “I’m so-so sorry!” You sobbed more, shaking your head in disbelief. Dazai felt like he could practically see the years of friendship splintering away in your devastated facial expressions. Feelings of betrayal made you so beautiful. He would tuck that nugget of information away for later use.

“He--he just wanted us to break up so he could... could...” You couldn’t finish the sentence, and instead you rested your tear-streaked face against Dazai’s shoulder.

He hushed you, gentle and protective. “It’s okay, (Y/N). It’s not your fault.” He rubbed your back soothingly. “You’re just too trusting for your own good.”

[dreamkidddream]

I really enjoyed your writing on the ADA members with a younger sibling like partner <33 I was wondering if you could write the same scenario but with Chuuya and Fyodor? Except the younger partner in question has a rough past and cheery/joking personality similar to Dazai(?) I'm super excited to see more of your writing!! c:

Hi anon! Thank you for the compliment and for reading (here’s the scenario for those that want to read it)! The only difference is that instead of this reader being pure, they’re going to be like a mini Dazai (or at least similar to him). One change that I did make was that Reader isn’t as suicidal as Dazai (ie. constantly trying to find a way to end their life), but Reader is ready to go whenever and wherever, whether it’s on their terms or not. Reader is gender neutral and hope you enjoy!

Also ayyyeeee my first time writing for Fyodor! Hope I did him justice cause his part took a while lol

TW: Mentions of suicide, dark moments (Reader is a bit sadistic, but nothing graphic is mentioned) small spoilers for Dark Era arc and Season 3

Acting as a Younger Sibling with a Rough Past and Personality Similar to Dazai with: Chuuya and Fyodor

Chuuya

Well he was extremely disturbed to say the least. Okay extremely may be over exaggerating, but the way you acted got underneath his skin bad

You reminded him too much of Dazai, minus the suicide attempts and the animosity towards him. Although that didn’t stop the morbid jokes from happening

“Hey Chu-Chu, what did the librarian say to the guy that wanted to check out a book on how to commit suicide?”

“How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that!-“

“Go away, you’re not going to bring it back. HA! A knee slapper, am I right?”

He wondered if Dazai got to you first like he did Akutagawa, and if he did, that was just another reason to strangle him

You were his partner, and you were young. So seeing the way you interacted with everyone and everything with such a pessimistic attitude while still being cheery was alarming

Not to mention how easy it is for you to just readily accept death at every turn. You’re the literal embodiment of “guess I’ll die” and it drives Chuuya up the wall every time

He remembers the one time an enemy held you hostage how you were so cheerful to finally be rid of this joke you called a life, and that you told the guy who was holding a gun to your head to “put it between the eyes, it looks 10x better that way.” And “don’t be afraid to blow my brains out either! But you do you, but I think it’s a rather stylistic choice if I do say so myself.”

The man thought you were trying to distract him at first, but when he figured out that you were serious he honestly got so nervous he was ready to just let you go and suggest therapy lmao

After he handled the situation, he took you directly under his wing. Sure, you were already his partner, but he was really going to look out for you including outside of work. If it meant that he had to “babysit” you, then oh well

Plus he didn’t want to face Mori if he just let you die while under his care

You realized what he was trying to do when you two would go off to “collect information” and would be doing the complete opposite. “Hey, I’m kinda hungry, let’s take a break and grab a bite to eat.”

“I thought we had to get this info back to Mori ASAP. Not that I care if he’s mad, he’s been holding out on me and this is the perfect way to take revenge.”

“Holding out how?”

“I told him that since he’s a doctor he would be the perfect teacher to show me some new techniques.”

“...on?”

“Torturing, duh! My methods are getting kinda stale, and I do want to perfect my craft after all. I want to be good at something before I kick the bucket, Chu.”

Poor man is honestly in so much distress because of you please help him

And the way you interacted with the other members was both entertaining and horrifying to watch at times. Majority of the time, you were this happy go lucky kid with a dark sense of humor (you still made people smile, although sometimes it was tense or apprehensive, but whatever a smile is still a smile). But when you were having a bad day or a mission was going wrong, everyone knew to steer clear of you.

A new recruit tried to cheer you up one day, telling you that “it could always be worse”. You then got pulled into the office with a very angry Chuuya and a mildly disappointed Mori.

Chuuya finally had enough after months of this occurred. It was like a never ending cycle: except your behavior was getting increasingly more reckless and dangerous. It was driving him crazy trying to figure out why you were this way and if it was any way to snap you out of it

He wasn’t a stranger to death, he’s seen it with his own two eyes, end even killed people with his bare hands. But the huge difference between you two is that he didn’t particularly enjoy killing, if it had to be done then he had no problems doing so; it comes with the job y’know? But with you, you took actual pleasure in killing. It filled you with a sick sense of glee, and it even made his stomach turn

The bond between you two grew from just a typical work relationship (as far as working in the mafia goes). He knew that from underneath your rather concerning persona, you were just troubled. Someone or something made you this way, and while he had his own troubles growing up, he was able to deal with it and overcome his issues. It just seemed like you just...gave in to yours. And it made him feel pity for you.

You didn’t mind Chuuya at all. You actually liked being his partner! He was pretty much the only person that you didn’t feel a need to harm or kill. And he was fun to be around, when he wasn’t being such a party pooper (I mean what’s the point of being in the mafia when you can’t purposely spill some blood every now and then for fun?). The only thing you didn’t like was how he would try and get you to talk about your past. You honestly didn’t see a point in it, it’s called the past for a reason, why didn’t he understand that?!

But no matter how many times you would shut down or try to change the subject, he would always try again, and again, and again. It was very annoying. And you didn’t like to talk about it. Why didn’t Chuuya understand that?!

Eventually, his pestering worked. One day after a rough mission when he had to patch you up, you opened up to him. You didn’t immediately tell him everything, but you gave him small insights to what happened, to what lead you to be this way

You could tell that he was grateful that he was finally getting somewhere with you. And you yourself was surprised that your dynamic didn’t change. He didn’t look at you with sympathy in his eyes, he didn’t baby you, he wasn’t disgusted by you, everything was normal. The only difference is that Chuuya told you that it was okay to talk to him, and that you shouldn’t be scared to approach him (psh you scared, yeah okay)

Chuuya felt like a weight lifted off his shoulders once you opened up. You were still a bit sadistic (but you did tone it back after the recruit incident, and after you saw how repulsed he looked, so you just did everything behind closed doors now) and had your cheery persona on, but it felt a little bit more real now. It felt genuine. It gave him a good feeling to see some spark in your eyes instead of the full he felt himself getting used to. And he would never say it to you, but it also gave him a warm feeling with him being your role model (you knew but didn’t want to burst his bubble yet)

Your change wasn’t very noticeable at first, but that’s okay. No one needed to know, it was fine with just you and Chuuya. You still felt the desire to just be done with life, but it wasn’t your focus whenever you were with him. You hadn’t made peace with your past yet, but you felt you could one day with him by your side. He was someone that you didn’t knew you needed (or wanted to admit to), but it worked out in the end. You had doubts that you could or would ever change, but if you did, growing to be someone like Chuuya would’nt be the worst possible outcome

Plus, whenever he did run into Dazai with his new sidekick, he is 10000% bragging about how much better and cooler you are, with him being the superior between them both. He can’t WAIT till you guys can whoop their ass

Fyodor

Well weren’t you such an interesting character

To see someone as young as you ready to just leave this world in an abrupt way was intriguing, and he realized that he could use this to his advantage. Maybe even give you something to gain in exchange

He found you hiding inside a disgusting abandoned building (a fitting place for a rat if he would say so himself), drenched in blood. Fyodor didn’t necessarily care why, but he was curious about one thing: why were you smiling? Your eyes were so lifeless, yet here you were smiling so bright, as if you weren’t covered in someone’s blood

Fyodor found himself smiling down at you. Did you think he was prey, that he was going to be your next target? He wanted you to try, he wanted to see what you were really capable of

“Tell me, what is going to be your next move? Do you wish to attack me?”

“If you do something that I don’t like, then yes, that’s the plan. Why are you here Mister? You wanna have some fun too?”, your smile turned into a smirk, twirling your very sharp knife in your hand. “You’re not even from here, so why are you trying to bother such an innocent kid like me?”

He matched your smirk, “You are from innocent, child, even a blind man can see that. To see just how full of sin you are. This wasn’t your first atrocity that you committed nor would it be your last. Which is a shame, it might be too late for me to cleanse you of your filth.”

Oh, he was going to be very amusing to mess with. But you weren’t stupid. Something wasn’t right with this man. No one would walk up to someone with copious amounts of blood on them, holding a weapon that caused said blood, while berating them about being “full of sin”. What was his ability? Did he have people with him? Was the building surrounded or booby trapped? These questions swirled around your head, all while he just kept smirking at you. He was pissing you off, who the hell did he think he was?

But you kept your anger at bay, plastering a cheerful smile on your face. “Sin? Cleanse me of my filth? I guess I do kinda stink but who exactly do you think you are, some type of God?”

“That’s exactly what I am. I’m here to free this world from this wretched curse that has been brought upon.”

...huh? Did-did he escape from the asylum or something? Did he seriously believe himself to be a God (not even a prophet but an actual God)? Seeing your confusion, he continued on, “The curse of ability users. They plague this Earth, and they need to be eliminated.”

“Why is that? What’s wrong with having abilities? Hellooooo, some people’s abilities are actually pretty cool! If you just have a terrible ability, it’s your problem, not the world-“

“Why not let me show you why it’s indeed a curse?”

“And how would you do that? You must be crazy if you think I’m going anywhere with you. I may be dangerous but I’m not dumb!”

“You poor, misguided soul.”, he tutted at you. “Look at where you have ended up at. These people with these so called “cool abilities” have failed you, have they not? Yet you still idolize them, not believing that they are the reason for your misfortunes. If they were truly your idols, they wouldn’t have left you to fend for yourself, to live among the rats. They left you to rot, do you not see that?”

He was hitting too close to home, he was getting too personal, too close. He didn’t know you at all, you’re a complete stranger to him, but why did his words hold some truth to them?

“Come with me, and I will prove to you first hand why this has to be done.”, he was now physically close to you, staring you deep into your eyes. “It would be such a waste for you to die without knowing the truth, wouldn’t you agree?”

You didn’t have much, he wasn’t wrong. But if he could take you somewhere with real food and not scraps you had to fight to find, and to have real shelter, then fine. You agreed. And if you felt that something was up, you’ll just kill him, run away, or both

After he took you away, he kept to his word. It seemed like he was really was telling the truth, you getting first-hand experience like he promised. It was scary that he was right, but you were also indebted to him. He not only allowed you to live in luxury (at least it was luxury to you considering what you had before), but he opened your eyes to what the true problem is. He gave your life a new purpose. If you two were able to successfully complete his goal, then your problems would be gone forever right? You would finally be able to feel a sense of peace, and you can’t wait till that could happen

You and Fyodor, after he opened your eyes, bonded easier than in the beginning. You were smart enough to not fully trust him after leaving with him, but after just a couple of pulled strings to cause certain things to happen, you slowly melted and molded into the way that he planned. You would be an excellent pawn in his grand plan, and you would do well in keeping him entertained at the same time

You were a joyful child, even when carrying out his dirty work, you did so gleefully. After joining the Rats in the House of the Dead, you tried to spread that joy among the other members. They didn’t find it very amusing, but you didn’t care and neither did Fyodor. You were far too important to let go of now

You were always by him, it seemed. Always in the same space, whether he was planning his next move, and playing the cello, you were always there with this look of awe directed at him. Every time he would catch you staring, he would simply chuckle and softly reprimand you about, “how rude it is to stare, but you simply can’t help it.”

He even taught you how to play the cello!

You sounded terrible but practice makes perfect

As time went on and the end goal seeming to be closing in, he came to see you as more than just an expendable tool. He found out about your past, but simply proved to you once again why you two had to make sure the curse was ridden as soon as possible. No one wanted a repeat of what happened to you to happen to anyone else, so the mission had to be success. Failure was not an option

Fyodor didn’t see himself as a cruel man towards you. He just didn’t mince his words and he made sure that you were dealing with the truth, and not some lie that was attempted to be twisted as reality. If anything, that was the way that he showed that he held some compassion for you, he wasn’t willing to let you be lead astray from the truth again, not while he was here. You had somehow wiggled your way into his mind, where he had been accepting of your close bond, and he took that into consideration

Once his goal is achieved and he has truly made his place known as a God, he’ll make sure that you gain your rightful place among him as well. You were worthy in Fyodor’s eyes, and as long as nothing came in between your bond and the end goal, then everything will work out. He will make sure of that.

[shakey-hands]

Hi hi!! I LOVED your fic about Ranpo and Fukuzawa, it was wonderful❤️ And I adored your writing style as well, I really hope you’ll continue writing~

I’d love to see a Kunikida x Fem!Reader where the reader is dating Kunikida for a few years and one day, a client comes and starts flirting heavily with the reader and Kunikida decides to make him understand that she has a boyfriend. (I’m so sorry I just love these healthy jealousy dynamics hehe)

sooo i’m ngl, i love kunikida :) i haven’t finished season 3, i’m waiting for my semester to end before i do. i did take some artistic liberties with this so i hope you like it :)

tw: dazai osamu and men (and slight cursing).

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It was annoying how sunny the day was. Kunikida’s eyes squinted as he added no sunglasses to his ongoing list of why the day was not ideal. First, he woke up late. His eyes had opened to his very loving girlfriend promising to see him at lunch and giving him a kiss on the head before heading to her job. Then, his coffee was cold, making him reheat it in the microwave that then caused the coffee to get everywhere inside. There was no time to clean it up, meaning he would have to figure out how to get the stains out before his girlfriend came home to the mess. It was not like she wouldn’t mind helping him, but Kunikida was in one of his stages where he had to be perfect for her.

Kunikida had showed up to work five minutes late due to some idiot (see: Dazai) holding up traffic to dramatically propose to some random girl in the middle of the street so they could commit suicide together. The crowd had loved it, but the girl had not. Then, Kunikida was slammed with a lot of paperwork all the way until thirty minutes before his lunch. Of course most of the paperwork was just Kunikida fixing other people’s paper work. That one hour of seeing Y/N had the potential to flip his entire day. The bespectacled man looked forward to awkwardly holding Y/N’s hand while they ate the bento boxes she made the night before on a random bench at a park. And yes it was awkward, he never could get the right pressure down, making him either barely hold her hand or squeezing it. It had been years since he started holding her hand, but he never got it down.

That finally leads to one of the worst surprises. Dazai had forgotten to tell Kunikida about an appointment with a client that was fifteen minute before lunch. While this wouldn’t be a big deal, the client needed to meet at the park for lunch and Kunikida did not know how long the meeting would be. Since moving in together in their second year, Y/N and Kunikida had agreed to keep their work lives separate from their home life. That meant that Kunikida could not bring a client to their lunch date. While Y/N was the epitome of kindness and being homey, once she set a boundary she had set it. This was part of why Kunikida loved her so much. However, he was now checking his phone every couple minutes to see if she had responded to his text about lunch.

‘Meeting came up, might be late.’

Vague? Yes. But Kunikida knew she would understand. Hopefully, Y/N would take her time and arrive later than planned. She had a habit of literally stopping to smell the flowers in the park.

The client had been speaking for a long duration, talking about how some thugs were ruining the park's atmosphere and how his grandchildren frequented this place all the time. He was small and had comically large glasses. His hands were folded over one another on top of his cane as he rested on a park bench across the park from Kunikida’s spot with Y/N. Kunikida did not see why the agency was taking this case on. He had gotten a message from Fukuzawa that it was important, but no details as to why. This was a police matter, not something the agency needed to add to its plate. Especially when more pressing jobs needed their attention. The old man spoke slowly, not paying much mind to anything else.

Kunikida’s phone dinged and he couldn’t help looking at it right away.

‘Is this your way of telling me you need to cancel?’

Y/N was just giving him a hard time. She took joy in messing with him, knowing that Kunikida was up tight and would probably freak out. He could vividly see her lips stretch into a teasing smile. All he was missing was the soft kiss on the cheek Y/N always gave him to make up for being mean. She would always pull him down by his tie, gripping it tightly. Dazai had gripped his tie the same way once, and ended up with an earful of colorful words and an official complaint against him. Kunikida let Y/N get away with so much, and he would continue to. He was so in love with his girlfriend of three years.

“Sir, is there an emergency?”

Kunikida snapped out of his daydreams of how Y/N cradled his face whenever they kissed. The client was staring up at him, an eyebrow slightly raised. At the other end of the bench, Dazai snapped his head towards them. He stopped singing the annoying song that had played on the radio that had gotten stuck in both his and Kunikida’s heads. A sly smirk took over his head and slid down the bench towards the client.

“Kunikida,” Dazai said with a wagging finger. “You’re blushing. Were you thinking of a certain little lady in a compromising position?”

Kunikida felt his face heat up. He definitely had not even thought of his girlfriend in that way where other people could perceive him. Especially not during work hours. Kunikida was very private about things like that and so was Y/N. Kunikida started to sputter about, completely appalled by Dazai bringing that up in front of a client. The client looked confused, not knowing what was going on. Dazai let out a loud laugh and began to tease Kunikida more.

* * *

Across the park, Y/N walked up to their spot. She was dressed in her uniform, tired of having to deal with picky clients of her own. Two bento boxes were balanced in her hands, both very similar in food, but different in preferences. Kunikida’s was healthier, with a small salad with various vegetables. Y/N’s had a small slice of the cake she had baked them that week and more fruit. She always woke up early to make them lunch. It was one of the few ways she took care of her loving boyfriend that he found to be quite endearing. Well, he found anything she did endearing, but there were some things that especially made his heart race.

Another example was that she wore the stupid little children’s bracelet he had won her from their first date every day. Due to his nervousness, Kunikida had been convinced by Atsushi and Kenji that he should bring her to the fair the agency was going to. Of course it was for a client, but it had slipped Kunikida’s mind when he first saw Y/N’s smile as he offered (awkwardly and properly of course) to hold her hand so they wouldn’t get lost. While at first it was very practical to not get lost in the crowd, Kunikida did not have to convince himself that the warmth of her hand was something he wanted more of. He was smitten from the beginning, and now he couldn’t imagine a life without her.

Their bench was unoccupied, like always. She sat down, crossing her ankles and casually looking around. It was a nice day, with clouds covering the sun and a soft breeze. A large tree provided extra shade, and if you looked closely, there was a small heart with both Kunikida and her initials carved into one of the large roots. It had happened one night where both had a little too much to drink, but the next morning Kunikida was freaking out over it. Y/N loved their spot.

As her eyes casually drifted over the park, a familiar trench coat caught her eyes. Dazai was draped over a bench, paying no mind to the old man sitting beside him. Standing with his back facing towards her, Kunikida had his weight shifted to one leg and his arms crossed. Y/N smiled at the sight of her boyfriend. His whole body was tense and she knew Dazai was probably giving Kunikida a hard time by the smirk on Dazai’s face. It had taken Y/N a while to get used to Dazai, but now she could smile with appreciation. The two balanced one another, and Y/N was completely aware that if it weren’t for Dazai’s softening of her boyfriend, they would have never gotten together.

Y/N was too much in her head to see the handsome man coming towards her. He had his eyes set on her silky hair and sparkling eyes. The man had been out for his daily run before he met his grandfather and just happened to see the pretty girl on the bench from across the way. Although it was not his usual running path, the man couldn’t help but switch it up. The closer he got, the more he realized how easily he could fall in love with her. As he slowed down, he noticed how she was lost in the scenery of the park.

“So, you come here often?”

Her head turned, unsure about what she was about to look at. Y/N was not impressed by the man in front of her. Though every man seemed to be paled in comparison to her boyfriend. The man in front of her was buff and looked like he was on a run. He was attractive, with high cheekbones and plump lips, but Y/N was not interested. One of her eyebrows quirked up.

“I suppose.” There was an uncertain edge to her voice, hoping he would get the hint.

Instead, the man hiked his foot up on the opposite corner of the bench, flexing in a very obvious way that he was trying to be subtle. “Yeah, I was just on my daily run. I work out a lot, mainly in nature, but don’t turn down any gym days when they come up. Those are rare though. I have a job that keeps me busy. You know, you don’t earn 200 million yen in a year by just sitting on your ass. I mean, sure I take nice vacations to my beach house every once in a while-”

His boasting could be heard from across the park. Which of course caught Dazai’s attention when he saw who the guy was talking to. It was as if God had set up a perfect day for Dazai to have. He hoped Kunikida would explode. The client was very boring and Dazai was pretty sure the supposed thugs happened to be the Port Mafia. He was just waiting for Kunikida to get through all the questions from his notebook so they could go on lunch already. But now? Now a show of entertainment was in sight as Dazai zeroed in on Y/N and how uncomfortable she looked. That would certainly set Kunikida off.

Dazai knew how whipped Kunikida was for Y/N. The tall man almost never liked to talk about things outside of work, unless it came to his girlfriend. Everyone in the office knew to steer clear of the topic of Y/N unless they wanted to be trapped in a conversation about how amazing her cooking was or how well her job was going. It was cute at first, but it had been a couple years and Kunikida was still in his honeymoon phase of worshipping her. But this? This would make him go wild.

Dazai let out a huge sigh as the client kept talking. He noticed how Y/N kept looking over, hoping someone would notice and get her out of whatever hell she was going through. So Dazai waved slightly, making Kunikida look over at him and frown. The client was still talking, going into some story that looked like it would drag on and on. And then, the situation got worse.

Just as Kunikida was looking to see whatever had Dazai’s attention instead of the case, the strange man began to twirl Y/N’s hair around his finger, getting horribly close. His face got too close to hers, noses about to brush. Y/N held her breath, praying that the moment would be over soon. And it was.

Nobody had expected Kunikida to be that fast, but soon he was up the hill to the bench and holding the man who was shorter than him by the collar. There was a rage in his eye that centered around the man’s wandering hands. Y/N stood up quickly, ready to pull Kunikida away from the man if he tried to be too violent. Of course she would pretend to be slow, but she still felt morally obligated to pull them away from one another. Dazai casually walked up the grassy hill, hands in his pocket and smirk on his face.

Kunikida was breathing heavy, mind racing on what he was going to do. He wasn’t naturally a violent person, but he did not like how the man was making Y/N uncomfortable. His sudden rush had caught the attention of those who were close by. There was a silence enveloping the group as they all waited to see what Kunikida would do.

“Unhand my grandson,” The old man yelled as he waddled up the hill at an extremely slow pace.

Dazai raised an eyebrow and looked behind him. For a split second, he was very aware of how easily he could push the old man back down the hill and turn back to the source of the growing tension in the park. But Dazai didn’t want to be the source of any drama in that moment so he just turned back around to see the conflict in Kunikida’s eyes.

“It’s okay, honey,” Y/N said as she slowly put a hand on Kunikida’s shoulder.

Kunikida let down the man, he dropped to his knees from the sudden let go. He faltered as he stood up, readjusting his clothes.

“What the hell is your-”

Before he could even finish his sentence, he was getting socked in the face. Everyone stood in shock as Y/N’s hit sent him straight to the ground. She stood over him with a frown on her face.

“Learn to respect women, asshole.”

And if it were possible, Kunikida fell in love with her more.

[killuwumi]

Christmas with the BSD Cast!

a/n! Okay so I really wanna write a part two, so PLEASE if you want a character from BSD send me an ask, I know its close to the end of the holiday season but any requests are welcome! These are just my takes on how they’d spend the holidays!

Includes; Dazai, Atsushi, Ranpo, Kunikida, Yosano, Chuuya, Akutagawa, Oda.

some inspo credits to my friend theo! @theodora3022 bc our convos gave me lots of ideas !!

I believe there are a lot more fem!reader elements than I meant there to be, but I tried to keep it neutral I apologize!

Christmas with the BSD Cast PT2

Dazai;

-Definitely plays in the snow, can't change my mind.

-You'll probably be out around Yokohama looking at lights and seeing how pretty it is covered in snow.

-Makes you wear his coat around because he thinks you look adorable.

-Never wants you to be cold, and forces you to bundle up to the gods due to it.

-Takes you to cafes for hot chocolate (with Kunikida's money ofc). Also totally wants to go ice skating with you, because you just KNOW this man is graceful and he wants to teach you.

-He'd probably get you something you've been talking about all year but didn't realize it. Like a certain manga, pair of shoes, article of clothing etc. He's very observant. Maybe something to match with him :). He's much more about the experiences rather than the gift giving though.

Atsushi;

-He likes going out as well, but his favorite is when you stay inside with him.

-Wants to watch cheesy Hallmark movies with you because they're heartwarming.

-Definitely a big fan of helping you decorate his place for the holidays, since he's never done it before. His favorite is putting the lights up and watching them turn on after all the hard work!

-Buys you something comfy, like a comfort item. Maybe a teddy bear (tiger ofc) but probably not a tiger on purpose, and he won't realize why that's adorable until you tell him and he's a blushing mess.

Ranpo;

-Ever seen a bakery at Christmas? Well fear not, now you will.

-He's taking you to all the best places for Christmas themed snacks, and will most certainly buy Christmas cookies for you to bake while he sits on the counter watching you.

-Enjoys watching you dance around the kitchen to Christmas music, he could watch that all day.

-Ranpo is for sure taking you to spend time at the with Fukuzawa, because the two of you are very important to him. Look forward to fun dinners with the ADA.

-Most likely buys you books or art supplies if you do that. He loves when you sit at his desk with him when you visit and you read those predictable novels of yours. Definitely gets you a side present of a baking book on all his favorite snacks. ;)

Kunikida;

-Stays at home with you, holidays are hectic and he likes the peace and quiet of just relaxing with you at home.

-You probably eat popcorn and watch something while he goes over his schedule a billion times until you curl up next to him and he stops.

-Naps together! It's cold outside but the two of you can be warm together. He likes to cuddle you on the couch in front of the fire place.

-Gets you something simple and thoughtful, but practical. I could honestly see him getting you a bonus gift of a taser for when people get too creepy with you. But still gets you something more meaningful. Maybe a planner full of cute plan ideas for the two of you in the upcoming months.

Yosano;

-Shopping, tons of it.

-You are out at the mall with her a lot, hitting every sale and outlet there is. She likes buying you things, and you can pick things out for her in return.

-She doesn't mind the crowds, but if you do, she'll go at a later time when less people are out.

-Will never have you carrying bags, she'll drag someone who doesn't have plans along to carry the items.

-Christmas present is a fancy new outfit tailored just for you. She loves fashion, and if you share that love she is over the moon to get you whatever dress/outfit you want.

Chuuya;

-This man is not short on any money, so whatever you wanna do is on the table. He just wants to be around you at all times, that's all.

-Dinners are very important to him, so taking you to his favorite places or even cooking at home with you will be his favorite part.

-Likes to enjoy the finest wine with you in front of a warm fireplace, just cuddled next to each other.

-Matching pjs, do it, he'll pretend he hates it but he loves it. Thinks you both look amazing and will take pictures. Its going on his desk in a frame.

-Buys you whatever you look at for too long. He wants you to have everything you've ever wanted because he loves you.

-Totally the type to buy you a beautiful necklace or bracelet with his name on it. Not only is it hot af to him, he likes his name and knowing you wear it. Could buy you a whole ass vacation or car if you wanted, but he thinks its the little fancy things.

Akutagawa;

-When he sees you decorating home, he takes you to his office because he wants you to teach him how to decorate it. It will remind him of you when he has to go into work during December.

-You spend time with his fam! You enjoy being around them and visiting, maybe more than Akutagawa. Gin is always so sweet to you.

-Another at home kind of man. Everyone pushing and shoving him at stores while trying to get presents will result in murder, so he'd rather not. Got your present months in advance to avoid such nonsense.

-Lays in your lap on the couch and let's you tell him stories or just talks. Not a big fan of the movies because he thinks they're overrated, but loves hearing your voice. Play with his hair until you both fall asleep please.

-As for a gift, he had to ask Gin a lot of questions, reluctantly of course. She told him to maybe not get you a gun, and instead opt for something more meaningful.

-That's right, tiny Rashomon plushie, you adore his Rashomon and he was absolutely taken aback when you said it was cute. This plushie means the world to you.

Oda;

-To the orphans! He is so in awe when you play with the kids, whether it be tag or hide and seek. He loves taking you to see them.

-Probably takes you shopping, but the two of you are buying presents to donate and give to the kids that you two have basically adopted.

-Most likely to dress up as Santa for them, and in doing such makes you his Mrs. Claus.

-Takes you to the place where he realized he wanted to be a writer. The both of you just read, (or write) and on the way back home you enjoy a talk of books and fantasy worlds.

-Likes when you lean on his shoulder or lay in his lap, will watch or do whatever you want as long as you're happy.

-His gift was super handmade, a book of all the things you've done together, a scrapbook sort of. The kids probably helped him decorate it, but he wrote all the lovely words inside. Detailing how happy he is to be with you.

[shozaii]

Can i request a headcanon or anything You want with ADA in hot springs You can make it with any characters btw You can even do it with none of them just a fun Scenario Please and yes i love your writting it's very good Keep up the good work You have my support 😍💕

(a/n): hello anon! this seems like an interesting request indeed! i’m so sorry i didn’t get to work on this as fast as i could🥺i picked our best boys for you; so i do hope you enjoy these headcanons!❤❤  thank you so much for the request and your support ahhh😭🤍

masterlist.

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hot spring dream.

pairings: dazai x reader, atsushi x reader, ranpo x reader

warnings: none! just a fun time in the hot springs💕

dazai

dazai felt really down in the dumps. really stressed over the few incidents that have happened recently. or maybe just a kind of situation he had never expected to endure. this lively, wacky self of a man was torn and you could see it.

and he has opened up to you about it, how stressed out he feels, how he wishes to spend more time with you.

“the better days have always been with you, my love.”

so one day you sat on your desk, thinking long and hard on what you can do to help him calm down, unwind and relax. something that could revive his fatigue. he was out and about, on a latest case while annoying kunikida to the max(you had no idea how he managed to perfectly execute that every single time)

what better way than taking him to the hot springs?

yes, yes that could work! 

so back home, while you two were cuddling, you sat up and turned to face him. “i have a little surprise for you; but it’s waiting somewhere else.”

“for me? oh my, belladonna! how big can it possibly be?” he asked, cupping his hand on your cheek.

“follow me and you’ll find out!”

and for the first time, he does not whine at all while you were taking him there, as the place was quite far from home. knowing that your surprises were genuinely from the heart; unbeatable, really.

so when you both reach the hot springs, his mouth is already hanging wide open. 

“this....this is what you’ve been planning??” he asked, his honey-brown eyes now drizzled with luminous glows.

“yes! surpri-,”

speechless baby just hugs you. stays like that for quite a while, actually. well; your intuitions were right - he needed some time off indeed.

fast forward to the inside of the onsen, where the two of you are immersed into the gorgeous looking tub. 

you could tell dazai began to feel even more relaxed; his shoulders stiffened less, his skin tone looking more fresh. his smile now beaming across his face. imagine the heart eyes when you offer to wash his back

would 1000000/10 tickle you when it’s his turn to do so

would also take tons of pictures of you in the yukata - dazai being dazai

when you weren’t looking, he just admires you from afar. how do you even do it?

he holds your hands, intertwines his fingers in yours, and stares deeply into your eyes before planting a soft kiss on your lips.

“thank you, mon chéri.”

atsushi

in this case, atsushi would be more than happy to take you out to the hot springs.

he has this vow where he has the need to treat you to something so fun and relaxing at the same time. you two do lots of things together, but he has never went to the onsen with his s/o. so why not now?

it could be any day. he had everything planned up in his mind; it was now time to execute it flawlessly without any backfiring.

oh my gosh i even see him messing up his words, and he uses plan b, telling you into thinking that you two had something important to solve - orders from the president - and you just go “??? but he didn’t say anything to me???”

“h-he told me last minute!”

“oh.... lead the way, ‘sushi!”

yes he melts whenever you call him that. pretty boy’s in love

literally ends up right in front of the onsen, his fingers going👉👈

“this is the place?”

he takes in a deep breath. “no and yes. no as in there was no case. yes as in a surprise.”

you squeal, running over to him, engulfing him into this everlasting hug. “atsushi!!” as he blushes to the maximum. 

“a-ah! i wanted....us to have a fun time.....and we definitely deserve this after a tiring week, d-don’t you think?”

“i’m too speechless!” you look at him, pulling him closer to kiss him on the cheek. “maybe this could sum it up?”

covers his cheeks with both hands because he has turned extremely red

this baby might actually get a nosebleed when he sees you in a yukata. he legit admires every part of your body so when he sees you with that outfit, cue a very blushy, flustered but ‘completely in love with you and wants to kiss you a thousand times’ atsushi

he is on his feet even before getting into the onsen! he felt so so happy because not only did plan b actually work; you were in love with the idea he had in store for you.

let me just say this; when you have your eyes shut for a bit, he heads over to you, pecking your forehead🥺 so you then open your eyes, pecking it back.

washing each other’s backs are a MUST. he voluntarily does it first, to which you give him one too shortly after. and i can guarantee that he is a literal kitty when his s/o does it; sinking into the soft touches while your hands were like magic.

splash wars!!! guess who started it? he did. and there were his heart laughs, music to your ears🥺

baby boy literally has the time of his life; i rest my case.

ranpo

ranpo, the greatest detective of the world; has lovingly invited you to the hot springs. please be there

of courSE you’d go with him! how could you ever say no?

“even the greatest detective needs to spend time with his beloved!”

that made you tear up(i just did too)

he knows how soft you get when he compliments you, talks about you, etc. so when he says it he looks at you, smiling so wide.

he’s in absolute love with you. deep down, he also realizes how much you have helped him over the years. which is why, this time he has decided to do something wonderful, in order to celebrate the love that you two had for each other.

he wanted to make it a surprise, but he likes being straightforward. he wants you to know that he appreciates having you by his side all the time. hence the little announcement

makes sure he finds the right location for the both of you because weLL we’re literally talking about a legend !!!

lots of snacks along the way to the hot springs; sharing them with you is a must

i headcanon him to be falling so SO hard for you when he sees you in the yukata. he just sits there, taking in the lovely sight - top to bottom.

and then there’s ranpo. ARGH MY HEART--

holds out a hand, giving you the softest smile ever. “shall we be on our way now, darling?”

it’s cuTe because most of the time, you hold his hand, to which he then curls his fingers around, sealing it. soft ranpo pops out and it’s just complete chaotic wholesomeness.

i can see him cupping his hands together, gathering up some water, and then he tells you to turn around. he then pours the water onto your back. it looks like a mini waterfall on your flawless skin. “ethereal beauty,” he calls it.

the little details to him matter✋😌

ranpo. will. have. a. splash. war. you’re most welcome.

he even goes deeper into the water; only having his eyes up on the surface, eyeing you. so when he calls you, you do the same thing

until he splashes water on your cheeks.

okay all in all, he would call this the ‘y/n appreciation day!’ because he can, and everyday is an appreciation day;today’s event was in the onsen!🥰

(a/n): here you go anon!!!! i’m so sorry this took so damn long arGH🥺 but i do hope you enjoy it!!!❤️

[dazedbydazai]

Hi again! I was the one who requested the Dazai x reader where they met 7 years later and it was absolutely beautiful! The plot twist in the end gave me tears, I was wondering if it was okay with you if you could write a part 2? I just can’t get enough of your writing! :DD, thank you for writing my request! ❤️❤️❤️

Honestly, I’ve been waiting for you to ask because I wanted to write more for that whole request! So thank you for sending in another and here you go~ ❤️

Also, I'd like to thank zai zai, @sweet-cynical-writer for your help on this~ ^.^

Reality | Dazai Osamu

Sequel to Dream

➤ Genre: Angst

➤ WC: 1.6K

Dazai stood in the middle of the street, eyes searching for your figure but to no avail. It takes him another minute before he comes to his senses.

What was he thinking? Did he really want to chase after you? No. Not again.

No matter how selfish Dazai seemed, one thought flashed through his mind and he sat back down on the park bench, closing his eyes and sighing in defeat.

I don’t want her back. I already made my decision seven years ago. All I did was bring anguish and chaos into her life. I don’t want that anymore.

You felt your heart thumping so hard that you found it difficult to breathe. How did you find the courage to lie in his face? How did you manage to stay so calm about it? How did you not break down the moment you saw him? And why did you slip up in the end?

Thousands of questions ran through your mind as you sit in your office and bury your face in your hands.

After all these years, you’ve finally found Dazai again and you were so glad to see him alive and healthy. You desperately wanted to hug him but there was a nagging thought at the back of your mind.

Forget about me.

You shut your eyes tightly, willing the words to stop.

Just stay away. For your own good.

Dazai’s words echoed in your mind as you recall what happened seven years ago.

It was a pretty normal day for you. You went around Yokohama, shopping for groceries to prepare for your dinner date with Dazai. It was his birthday after all. But you don’t remember much about what happened after you exited the grocery as you were suddenly swarmed by at least a dozen of armed men, pointing their guns at you. You dropped the bags you were holding and raised your arms, complying with them as they told you to get in one of their cars. You were scared to the bone but at the back of your mind, you told yourself that Dazai will come and save you.

These people were just a bunch of henchmen hired by a rival gang that Dazai silenced a few months back and now they want revenge. Taking you hostage at an old abandoned building, you cried your eyes out and waited for Dazai to arrive. You aren’t sure how long that was until you heard gunshots outside. Then everything that happened after was a blur. Dazai came running through the door and straight at you, freeing you from your restraints. You hugged him tightly, sobbing against his shoulder. He held you close as you exited the building but Dazai was taken aback when he saw that the enemy had already called for backup.

Pushing you aside, you both ducked for cover and Dazai instructed you to run to the streets. But that was another mistake. The last thing you remember was looking back at him as a fast-approaching car came into view and hit you straight on.

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It has been two days since that incident and Dazai was always by your side. You were lying unconscious on the hospital bed, half of your head was wrapped in bandages much like Dazai’s. Your heartbeat was weak and your hands were cold but Dazai never let go of them. He sat beside you, staring blankly at your pale face.

“I’m sorry,” He had whispered. “I’m so sorry, Y/N.” He closed his eyes and hung his head low. “I failed you. I put you in danger. I…”

“We shouldn’t be together anymore,” Dazai made up his mind as he stared at you. “If this continues, who knows what they will do to you. I can’t guarantee your safety anymore.”

Dazai had told you all his regrets, how he wished he hadn’t brought you into his life, into this mess, thinking that you were still unconscious. But little did he know that you had already been half-awake, feeling his hands grasping yours and hearing his low voice echo around the room.

However, you chose to stay quiet, to listen to what he has to say, and it broke your heart little by little.

You were both so young, and so in love, but the dangers and ugliness of the world was beginning to show and you were both scared of what the future would hold.

Dazai continued to ramble on. He said he didn’t want to cause you more pain. He said he didn’t want you to throw your life away. He said he wanted you to smile again. But would you really be able to smile? Knowing that the love of your life is planning to leave you behind?

“Y/N, if ever you could hear me,” Dazai starts and you try your best to keep your tears at bay as your eyes stay closed. “I want you to know that I love you, and that I’m doing this for you.”

Dazai takes one of his hands and brushes his thumb against your cheek and it takes all your willpower to stay still and not lean into his touch.

“I know you’ll be confused and hurt when you wake up and see that I’m no longer here. This is probably the hardest decision that I’ll ever make but I know it’s for the best,” Dazai sighs as he closes his eyes. “I’m leaving you, Y/N. And I know it’s extremely selfish of me but I really am doing this for your sake, so I hope you’ll understand this in the future.”

Your breathing was becoming faster and your heart rate a little stronger but Dazai didn’t notice. Instead he stood up and leaned his forehead against yours.

“Forget about me, Y/N. Don’t come looking for me. Just…” You feel a teardrop land on your eyelid. “Stay away. For your own good.”

Dazai pulls back and slowly releases your hand. “This is goodbye.”

You don’t know why you didn’t stop him; you don’t know why you stayed quiet. But when you came to your senses, you tried to lift your hand and reach out to him but he was already out the door.

And since you have just woken up from a long sleep, your voice was barely above a whisper, a small croak, as you said, “Don’t go.”

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It was another five days before you were discharged from the hospital and all the while you were in a daze. You don’t register the things happening around you, you don’t feel the pain from the numerous injections and lab tests, you don’t taste the flavors of the food being offered to you. You felt numb for the most part. Your mind was still stuck that night Dazai left you and you felt empty sitting on the hospital bed.

But replaying his words in your mind, it all made sense. You already knew how dangerous his life was but you chose to accept him. But it wasn’t until you were directly in front of the line of fire that you finally came to your senses. Of course, you were scared for your life when a dozen men pointed their guns at you but now, you were terrified of losing the love of your life.

A hundred times you wanted to call Dazai and tell him you’re okay and that you still wanted to be with him. But also, a hundred times his words rang in your ear. You didn’t want to cause him trouble any longer just as he didn’t want to put you in danger anymore. You didn’t want to be a burden.

Dazai was right. He was always right. And as you finally walked out of the hospital, you decided to keep your end of the promise and live your life without him.

Coming back to reality, you felt your eyelids falling heavy. You had been crying for awhile now, alone in your office as you look back at what you have done.

Is it too late for regrets now? Did you really make the right decision? Did Dazai really think this through?

Or was it just a spur of the moment? Two fifteen-year olds in love but terribly afraid when the dark side of the world finally showed itself.

You sighed as you wiped your tears away. It was no use regretting it now. What’s done is done and you already convinced yourself to move on.

But seeing Dazai again after seven whole years had your heart beating quickly and breaking into tiny little pieces at the same time. At first you didn’t immediately recognize him. He was, after all, wearing a different attire that was not his usual black suit. But as soon as he stepped closer to you, you finally realized that it was him, Dazai Osamu in the flesh, and he looked so good, still so handsome, and a little bit more mature.

It hurt, to be so close to him and yet unable to touch him. But you’ve both already made your decision all those years ago. Being in a relationship with him will not work out, whether he’s still in the Port Mafia or not. And as you stare at your hands and stifle your cries, you knew what had to be done.

You have to move away from Yokohama again. And this time, you’re going for good.

[pluto-writes]

Atsushi Nakajima x Reader| Fluff Alphabet

A/N: Umm???? I finished this earlier to celebrate this blog reaching 80 followers but over the weekend I managed to reach 90?? Thank you!!! ♡♡♡ (and a thank you to Mai for helping me with J). 

Words: 2,053

Activities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

Atsushi loves to go shopping with you! Going into stores and seeing what they have never fail to amaze him, and he has this cute little shocked face when he sees new things. 

He also enjoys going to the library with you, being able to escape reality for a little bit is calming to him. And he’s able to brush up on his studying too, he knows basic things but there is still much left for him to learn. If he has any trouble reading a certain character he’ll come to you for help. 

Not long after spending time with him, you learned about his liking towards chameleons and decided that you would take him to the zoo for a change in pace. You planned it to be a surprise for him, and couldn’t wait to see his reaction! It was hard to contain your excitement but you managed to pull through and it was worth it.

He got extremely happy you thought of something so special just for him. He was so overjoyed by the gesture a few tears came down on his face. With a gentle motion you wiped his tears away.

“It’s just… It’s just that no one has done this for me before,” He grabbed your wrist with his hand and leaned into your touch, “Thank you, (Y/n)... so much.” 

Beauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

Atsushi admires your kindness above everything else. Growing up, kindness was something he never got, so as an adult he cherishes any generosity he receives. 

He loves your eyes and the story behind them, he can see that you’ve been through stuff in the past but despite all the challenges you still stand tall. How can he not find that beautiful, especially considering he finds himself weak, so he has you to look up to.

Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

If you’re panicking, then he’ll start to panic too. But he’ll think about how he'd want to be treated in that situation, so he’ll wrap his arms around you and hug you till you calm down.

It surprisingly works, his warmth is so comforting and soothes you till your heart beat goes back to normal. He’ll listen to whatever is bothering you and encourage you that you can get through it. He assures you that he’ll be by your side the entire time and that if you get overwhelmed again he’s never too busy for you. 

Dreams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

He doesn’t have his hopes up too high, he fears that if he asks for too much it’ll be taken away. So for now he’s perfectly content doing domestic everyday things with you.

Others may see that type of future to be rather tame, but he’s never experienced anything like this before so being able to share these tender moments with you is more than he could ask for.

Equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Atsushi has never dated anyone before you, so he is still learning even while in a relationship. He’s more passive since he doesn’t want to do anything wrong or upset you in any way. He knows that if he messes up you won’t punish him, but that anxiety is still rooted in him. 

At the beginning he lets you take the lead for the most part, but after time and many words of affirmation from you he feels semi-confident to make the first move.

Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

He forgives easily since he believes that he’s in the wrong, and that by apologizing it’ll make you feel better. When you notice this pattern, you tell him that he is not at fault, and that small disagreements are bound to occur.

Fights between the two of you doesn’t happen often, but when it does it’s very awkward and tense. 

Gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

Atsushi is very grateful for everything you do for him, sometimes he questions about what he did to deserve you. Everything you do for him is so sincere and full of love he can’t help but cry out of happiness.

Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

He’s as open with you as he can, he doesn’t tell you everything at once but he’ll gradually tell you all there is about him. He doesn’t tell you to seek out sympathy, he just wants there to be someone who he’s able to confide in.

After telling you his past, his heart feels lighter, like one day he’ll be able to let go of all that has happened to him and keep his eyes on the future without anything to hold him back.

Inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

Being with you has definitely boosted Atsushi’s confidence. Whenever he messed anything up he would blame himself for not being good enough, and that he couldn’t do anything right.

You decided to help him change that type of attitude and told him that he is worth much more that he’s given himself credit for. That even if he doesn’t see it, you do and that you’ll stick by his side till the end. 

Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Atsushi doesn’t feel jealousy, if he sees you spending time with someone else more than him he thinks that something like this was destined to happen. That you found someone better than him, and forgot about him.

So when he saw Dazai talking with you, making you smile and laugh he didn’t know what the tug at his heart was at first. Then he saw Dazai whisper something into your ear, which made you cover your face in embarrassment.

Atsushi has never seen you react so strongly like that, of course they’ll be times where he’d get to make you laugh and smile but never to the point where you felt the need to cover your face. He sighs and looks longingly at the two of you. Taking a deep breath he continues the rest of the work day without bothering you. 

You notice this and approach him after work and ask him what’s wrong. When he tells you how he felt, it’s heartbreaking to hear him talk about himself like that.

“You know that I love you Atsushi, right? Please know that I won’t leave you.”

“You tell me that but..” He averts his eyes from yours, he sighs, “it’s hard to believe sometimes. You, dating someone like me...”

“Someone like you?” You echoed. “Of course I’m dating someone like you! I wouldn’t want to be with anybody else.” 

Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

His first kiss with you was very awkward, he was unsure as to what to do and ended up getting tense the moment you leaned in. With time however, he does get better. Though if you catch him by surprise he does react a bit late.

Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

When Atsushi gets the confidence to confess to you, the boy is a blushing mess. While talking to you he keeps stumbling over his words and fidgeting.

You try to listen and comprehend what he’s trying to say but you can’t understand a thing he’s saying.

“Atsushi...” You call out, gaining his attention, “slow down. It’s just me, okay? No need to be so nervous.” You offer him a gentle smile.

He shakes his head, “That’s exactly why I’m nervous… Because it is you. You mean a lot to me, y’know?” He takes a deep breath. “(Y/n)... I like you… a lot.”

That caught you off guard for a second, but you regain your computer and give him a wide smile, “I like you too, Atsushi!”

Marriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

He’s still young, so the idea of marriage hasn’t really crossed his mind. He has to admit though that since being with you it made marriage an achievable dream. 

If you were to marry, you guys would be known as the cutest married couple. In private you make sure to show him tons of affection and he reciprocates it back to you in full.

Nicknames - What do they call their s/o?

He’d call you things like sweetie and sunshine. Atsushi thinks the world of you and he wants to prove it to you.

On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

He’s very obvious when he’s in love. He becomes more awkward around you, and stammers a lot. His face is proof too since it gains a lovely shade of red when he talks to you or when anyone mentions you.

He expresses his love by devoting his time to you, as much as he might embarrass himself he doesn’t want to let go of this feeling you gave him. So he spends most of his free time with you, which leads you guys into talking more and then to his inevitable confession.

PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

He likes to keep it lowkey with you, he knows that the others are bound to figure it out themselves but he likes to keep what you two have to yourselves. He’s open to lingering touches and hand holding in front of people but any further and he might lose face.

Quirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

Atsushi’s optimism is refreshing, despite the situation you guys are in he always finds a bright side. While it might not come naturally to him, he still tries to see the light no matter how bleak the present may look.

Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

He doesn’t think he is but at times he can be unintentionally romantic. He had gotten you flowers one day cause he saw them on his way to work and they reminded him of you. When he gave them to you, you swear your heart was going to explode from how cute he was.

His gestures are somewhere in between, some ideas he’ll get from romance movies or he’ll think up of something that is unique to only the two of you.

Support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

Atsushi is your biggest supporter, and he’ll be sure to let you know every waking morning. He encourages you, and believes in your inner strength. 

It’s also why he likes you so much, you don’t want to let anything hold you back from accomplishing your goals. 

Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice up your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

Atsushi is perfectly fine with how your relationship is currently going. If anything out of the norm happens his anxiety starts to act up. He much prefers when he’s able to anticipate what's to come.

If you want to do something out of your guys’ comfort zone, depending on what it is he’d be more than glad to oblige. All you have to give him a heads up to he can mentally prepare.

Understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

He tries his best to understand you, he wants to know all there is about you. He’s always been empathetic towards people but with you it’s like your hearts have become one. 

Value - How important is the relationship to them? What is it worth in comparison to other things in their life?

Atsushi cherishes his relationship with you more than life itself, being with you has opened his mind to possibilities he didn’t even know about. You have shown him what being alive is all about and he doesn’t want to lose that feeling. 

Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

Sometime Atsushi would wake up in the middle of the night from nightmares either about his time in the orphanage or about losing you. He’d wake up in a cold sweat and look over to you to make sure you’re okay. 

When he sees you sleeping peacefully it calms his racing heart just a little bit, he’d lay back down next to you and hold your hands before going back to sleep. He doesn’t wish to bother you with his problems so if possible he’d like to avoid waking you up.

However, there are days where his night terrors do wake you up, but you don’t mind. While he’s apologizing about waking you up, you go into the kitchen to make the both of you some chamomile tea to help alleviate his nerves.

You guys end up talking about whatever is on your minds till you fall asleep.

XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Atsushi loves to receive affection from you. He grew up touch starved so when you show him attention and cuddle with him he’s instantly hooked. 

Depending on his mood he’ll either be the little or the big spoon. When he feels down there’s no better place than being wrapped around in your arms with your hand combing through his hair.

Yearning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

When Atsushi misses you he feels as if he’s missing a part of himself without you. He’ll be sure to keep a part of you with him to look at and remind him how lucky he is to be with you. And in turn he’ll give you a part of himself as well.

Zeal - Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

Atsushi will move mountains for you if you ask him. This boy loves you so much that he’s willing to do anything he can to make you happy.

[chuuyasnumber1simp]

Born of Lies, but Learning to Love

Part 1. Chuuya x fem reader.

part two     part three 

Summary: Y/N didn’t know where she came from. She never did. She was given one mission in life, one purpose. She knew not her own thoughts, her own ambitions, not even her own feelings. All she knew was the feeling of the sticky red liquid staining her hands, and the way a knife felt in her fingers.

Ability:  Falsum Quod Visus (False Sight)- Can manipulate what someone see’s by manipulating what the brain deciphers from the signals the eyes send. When used to the full extent, she can drive people mad. The person under the effect of this ability experience all five senses of whatever illusion she creates. The only drawback, whatever illusion she creates, she also see’s and feels as well. Driving someone to the point of insanity would also drive her to insanity. 

A/N: so this is kind of like a Violet Evergarden au? I do plan on making multiple parts, I don’t know how many, I was kind of planning on going with the flow, but if anyone wants to be on the tag list just let me know :)

Warnings: Blood, death mention, trauma, PTSD, self worth issues

Word Count: 6,623

This was supposed to be his day off. 

Chuuya grumbled the entire time he got dressed, and though he loved early morning rides on his motorcycle, he did not like weaving in between cars when he was going to the one place he wasn’t supposed to go today. 

Chuuya had worked tirelessly for weeks just to earn himself one day off, and he wasn’t exactly ecstatic to receive a call from Mori at 5:47 a.m. telling him that he had a surprise for him. Mori’s “surprises” usually consisted of a botched mission, new job, or some mess Dazai, who wasn’t even in the Port Mafia, got into. 

Nonetheless, and order was an order, and his loyalty one against his stubbornness, so he he was, riding the elevator up to Mori’s office at 6:15 a.m. 

He strutted into the room with all the confidence of a peacock, knowing his boss would be expecting him. 

taking in the room with one glance, Chuuya noticed a lone figure standing next to Mori. She held a clipboard to her side, and seemed to be writing something diligently. Mori was eagerly talking to her and pointing out things on his desk. Chuuya cleared his throat loudly, gaining both of their attentions. 

“Ah, Chuuya. I see you’ve met Y/N,”

Chuuya cocked his head in confusion. The only people he saw coming up here were subordinates and secretary's, and the girl standing next to Mori. 

Suddenly Mori snapped his fingers, and the girl standing next to him vanished. Chuuya immediately activated his ability, but before he could even blink he felt the clod, sharp blade of a knife against his throat. He threw his head backwards, attempting to catch his attacker by surprise. His head was met by empty space, and he instinctively dropped to his knee’s and kicked his leg out, and grinned when he felt his foot knock into something. Whoever it was knew what they were doing, and leapt backwards before he could throw a punch in their direction. Spinning around, he was shocked to see no one there. Using his ability, he hurled one of the chairs in Mori’s office in the direction of the door, but all it did was hit the wall and break. 

“Mori, what is the meaning of-” Chuuya stopped when Mori was nowhere to be seen. He let out a sigh, knowing this could only be work of an ability user. 

“Alright, I’m done here. Reveal yourself or I’ll have Akutagawa rip you to shreds,”

He waited, but nothing happened. He was still alone in the office. Clicking his teeth, he turned around to exit but was shocked to feel someone’s fist connect with his face. 

He stumbled backwards gripping his nose, feeling warm blood drip down his hands and onto the floor. 

Ripping off his gloves, he activated his ability, not about to make the mistake of letting his guard down again.

“All right that's it-”

Slow clapping from the location of Mori’s desk made Chuuya stop in his tracks, and he turned around to see Mori situated there once more. 

“How did you get back over-”

“My my Y/N, I never realized just how good you were. Managing to land a hit on Chuuya himself? That’s quite impressive. And I must say, it is quite entertaining to watch someone in control of your ability from an outside perspective,”

“Cut the crap Mori. Who is Y/N?”

“Now now Chuuya, there’s no need to be upset. I was merely giving you a hands on demonstration. Y/N dear, could you please reveal yourself to Chuuya? You can stop using your ability now,”

Chuuya felt someone's gaze boring into his back, and he whipped around, ready to figure out who was ruining his day off. 

He was met by a woman, from the looks of it in her mid-twenties, holding a knife in her left hand. It was the most interesting knife he’d ever seen, definitely not a type of traditional knife, Both the handle and the black were solid black and curved, creating a crescent shape. The blade was sharp on the inside edge, and there was a loop at the end of the handle. How you would wield such a knife, Chuuya did not know. 

She was clad in all black, sporting leggings and a sleeveless muscle shirt, leaving nothing to the imagination. Interestingly, he did not wear heels like the rest of the women in the Port Mafia. Instead, almost sock like boots covered her feet all the way up to her knees. Many scars adorned her exposed arms, and Chuuya wanted to know their story. He himself had scars of his own, but something about hers stood out to him. She was small and lithe, shorter than he was, quite a feat. Not many managed to be shorter than Chuuya, an he wondered if harsh training stunted her growth.

But that wasn’t the most interesting thing about her. It was her eyes that drew Chuuya in.

The way that though his blood dripped of her knuckles, and he could see her ankle swelling from where he kicked her, there was nothing in her eyes. 

They were not manic like Dazai’s were, angry like Akutagawa’s or scheming like Mori’s. 

They simply held... nothing. 

Like she wasn’t a real person. A lifeless machine, taught to do only one thing, and didn’t know anything else. 

Chuuya looked into her e/c depths and saw absolutely nothing. And if he was being completely honest, it scared him. 

He’d encountered many things, many kinds of people while working in the Port Mafia, but never had he seen someone quite as empty as the woman in front of him. 

And yet, as much as those unfeeling eyes sent shivers down his spine, they also intrigued him. He wanted to know why, what had happened in her life to turn her into this emotionless robot. He genuinely wondered if she had ever smiled, if she even knew how. 

“Do you like her?”

Mori’s question snapped Chuuya out of his thoughts. Now knowing she was under Mori’s command, he turned his back to her so he could answer Mori. 

“I think she could be pretty useful. Who trained her?” 

“Dazai. Then later, Akutagawa,”

Chuuya bristled at the mention of his former partners name. 

“Why was my subordinate asked to train her and not me?” 

“It’s really quite simple,” Mori said, folding his hands and resting his chin on them. “Because I didn’t want you to know about her. I gave them both explicit orders to never speak w word about her existence,”

Chuuya narrowed his eyes, suspicious about why Mori would keep something as small as training a new recruit from him. “And why is that?”

“Because she’s for you,” 

“Huh?”

“Let me elaborate. You see, on a mission I sent Dazai on years ago, she was found. Her parents were traitors, so they were dispatched quickly, but she was a different story. When she heard the men in the apartment, she accidentally activated her ability. Dazai was able to nullify it fairly quickly, but once he figured out what it was, he found great promise in her. So, since the age of two, she was raised here, in the Port Mafia. Once she hit ten, she began her training. She’s been trained her whole life, for the past twelve years to be specific, just to serve the port mafia. She holds no emotions, no thoughts of her own. All she knows is what i, and now you, tell her to do. She is if I might say, the perfect human weapon,”

Chuuya wondered about the term ‘human weapon’. Nothing about the girl holding the knife and not even favoring her clearly broken ankle seemed human to him. 

“Y/N, you take orders from Chuuya now. Do whatever he says. and kill whoever he says to,”

“Yes sir,” 

Her voice, as well as her eyes, held absolutely no emotion at all. She gave no hint that she even felt her broken ankle. 

“Alright let’s go,”

Chuuya swept out of the room, thoughts swimming in his head.

If she was trained by both Dazai and Akutagawa, does she also take orders from them? What kind of training was she given Are there any drawbacks to her ability?

Chuuya glanced at the girl next too him, astonished to see she wasn’t even limping. He wondered if she could even feel pain, or any emotion for that matter.

“Do you have a problem with me sir?”

Chuuya winced internally. Seems she’s pretty blunt. I wouldn’t expect anything less from someone wo trained under Akutagawa for god knows how long. 

“No. Doe’s your ankle hurt?”

“A little bit,”

“I can reset it if you want,”

“My ankle won’t be an issue. I’ve been trained to handle injury's that are far worse than this,”

“Yeah, but could heal wrong if you keep putting weight on it,”

“I assure you sir, I am fine,”

“Y/N, I order you stop and let me fix your ankle,”

Immediately, she stopped in her tracks. Looking around, she strode over to the nearest bench and plopped down. 

Chuuya crouched on the ground in front of her foot, sliding the weird sock like shoe of her foot. The ankle in question was purple and swollen, and Chuuya grimaced at the sight. There was no way this only hurt a little bit. 

“I’m going to reset it now. You can squeeze my hand if you want,”

“Thank you, but that won’t be necessary,”

Chuuya sighed, and then slightly grabbed her ankle, took a deep breath in, and jerked her ankle until he her a rather sickening crack, signally the bone was re-aligned. He almost missed the sharp intake of breath she did when he reset her ankle, the only clue that she did feel the pain. 

“All done. Now let’s go home, it’s too early for this and I'm supposed to be off today,”

“Should I drive sir?”

“Are you serious? Even though I reset it, your ankle is still broken. Besides, you driving would mean that I would have to leave my bike here,”

Y/N lightly tilted her head to the side, as if she did not understand how a broken ankle could hinder her in the slightest. 

“I could call someone else to drive you, and then I could rive your bike home sir,”

“No. No one drives my bike but me. And stop calling me sir. Chuuya is fine,”

“Okay Chuuya sir,”

Chuuya sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, an action he figured he’d be doing a lot lately. 

Timeskip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

By the time he got home, Chuuya was exhausted. His nose was throbbing, and to mention he had no idea what he was going to do with Y/N. He wearily stepped through the door, sliding his shoes off and then turning to the short woman.

“I’m going to go fix my nose, and then I’m going to take a short nap. After that, you’re going to help me with paperwork,”

“Yes Chuuya sir,”

Chuuya grumbled about how she couldn't seem to drop the sir, but was too tired to pursue the topic. That would be a conversation for later. 

One hour long nap and nose fix later, he was refreshed and ready to do the paperwork he’d been ignoring. 

He stepped down stairs into the lobby, shocked to find Y/N asleep on the floor. She was slumped against the door, and because her shoes and clothes had not been changed, he assumed she never left that spot since the moment she arrived.

“Y/N?”

At the sound of her name, she snapped up instantly, shooting up but wobbling slightly on her injured ankle. 

“My apologies for falling asleep, Chuuya sir. Prolonged use of my ability is rather draining,”

“It’s fine. I have extra rooms, you could have asked to sleep in one,”

“It was not my place to ask. You did not give me orders to sleep in one, nor did you tell me to leave this spot, so I didn’t,”

Chuuya was a bit shocked, to say the least. He had never met someone who did not do anything, and he meant anything, unless he told her to.

“You live here now Y/N. You’re allowed to do whatever you want while you’re, within reason,”

“My apologies sir,”

“It’s okay. I don’t know what kind of training you went through, but you can ask for anything while you’re with me. It’s not like I’m low on cash,”

“I understand. Thank you Chuuya sir,”

“It’s Chuuya. Just Chuuya,”

“I see. Thank you Chuuya,”

“Let’s get started on paperwork,”

He lead her up to his spacious home office, handing her a pile of work and telling her to just follow the instructions on the paper. He was too absorbed in his work to notice that Y/N had not moved the entire time. 

“Is something wrong Y/N?”

She pursed her lips in thought before speaking. 

“I’m sorry Chuuya, I should have mentioned this earlier. I was never taught how to read and write. I apologize for my inadequacy, you may punish me as you see fit,”

“Okay first of all, I’m not going to punish you for something out of your control. And second of all, did no one ever teach you how to read or write?”

“Mori said that reading and writing were not essential to my training. All I needed to know was how to kill someone quickly and effectively, so he gave instructions to both Dazai and Akutagawa. Although, Akutagawa went against Mori’s orders and taught me how to write my name. He made me promise not to tell anyone though. I guess I have broken my promise to him,”

“If you’re going to be working for me, you’re going to need to know how to read and write. Come on, we’re going somewhere,” 

Every cell in Chuuya’s body was screaming at him that his was not a good idea. 

He couldn’t bring her to the Port Mafia, he could not risk the chance of Mori finding out about this. Instead, he went to the one place that was least  likely to tell Mori about what he was doing. 

Chuuya approached the building of the Port Mafia’s enemies Y/N in tow, and slowly took the stairs up. He was positive they knew he was here, but with Dazai there, he hoped they would not open fire on him. It would only add another layer to his horrible day.

He knocked on the door and braced himself for whatever response the ADA would have for him and Y/N showing up on their doorstep.

“Hello, welcome to the-”

The boy Chuuya recognized as Atsushi opened the door, and stiffened once he realized who was waiting for him. 

“O-oh hello Chuuya. Can I h-help you?”

“Yeah, actually you can. Do you-”

“Is that Chuuya i hear?”

The short man groaned as he heard Dazai’s voice, already dreading this interaction. 

Dazai threw himself at Chuuya, but Chuuya ducked and pulled Y/N out of the way. Ignoring Dazai who was now face down on the ground, Chuuya and Y/N stepped into the ADA. 

Kunikida met him at the door, rambling on about he couldn’t just show up un-announced, especially seeing that he was a Mafia member. Chuuya did his best to ignore him, and continued on. 

“Hey Atsushi, is Tanizaki here?”

“Why do you wanna know that?” 

Atsushi was on the defensive, and Chuuya couldn’t exactly blame him. He did find it interesting that no one had questioned Y/N’s presence yet, or even noticed she was there.  

“I need his help with something. Yours too,”

“What could we possibly do that the Port Mafia couldn’t?”

“Teach her how to read and write,” “What do you mean ‘her’?”

It finally clicked in Chuuya’s brain. She was using her ability. Mori must have told her to always use it around anyone outside the Port Mafia unless told not to.

“Oh, my bad. “Y/N, you can stop using your ability now,”

Instantly, Y/N appeared next to him, knife in hand. Everyone in the office was instantly on guard,  trying to get a read on what she was going to do.

“Relax. She won’t do anything unless I tell her to. Y?N, please lower your knife,” Y/N put the knife back in it’s sheath and scanned the room as if looking for someone. 

She must be looking for Dazai.

“Is that my dearest Y/N?”

Atsushi looked at his mentor in confusion. “You know her?”

“Know her? Why, I was the one who trained her!”

At the sight of her former mentor, Y/N walked towards him, and punched him square in the face. 

Atsushi attempted to restrain her, but she activated her ability, causing herself to disappear from his vision once more. 

“Ah ah ah, Y/N. No cheating,” Dazai grabbed her and activated his ability, causing her to reappear. 

Blood dribbled down his face, but he carried on as usual. 

“Your punch is stronger than it used to be. Great job Y/N, i totally didn’t see it coming,”

“Thank you Dazai. It’s nice to see you again,”

“I’m shocked you don’t hate me. I did practically torture you for about seven years,”

“I never said I didn’t hate you. You betrayed the Port Mafia and caused me immense pain for seven years. Although, i can’t say that i do hate you either. I suppose i don’t feel anything towards you, like i didn’t feel anything when i broke your nose just now,”

Chuuya watched on in interest, this was the most he heard Y/N speak in one go.

Dazai chuckled at the small woman’s declaration,  then gave her a soft pat on the head. 

“Whatever you say, Y/N. So,” Dazai turned his attention to Chuuya. “What are you both here for?”

Ranpo spoke up from the side of the room. “Mori gave Y/N to Chuuya, Chuuya found out she can’t read or write, so now he’s here so Junichiro and Atsushi can teach her,”

Chuuya smirked next to Y/N. “Smart as ever, Edogawa,”

Atsushi was looking very confused, and for a second Chuuya wondered if he was going to pass out on the spot. 

“Huh? Why us?”

“Because Akutagawa trusts you, and you and Tanizaki seem to have the most patience out of everyone in the ADA,”

“O-okay, should I go get Junichiro?”

“Yes,”

Atsushi rushed out of the room in search of his friend, and in the meantime, Chuuya sat down in one of the chairs. 

“Does Mori know you’re here?” Dazai questioned. 

“No,” 

“Figures. He never let me teach her anything outside things he thought would make her a weapon. He didn’t even let me tell her what day her birthday is,”

“I have no need for such trivial things as a birthday. I know how to dispatch of something quickly, and that is all I need in life,”

“Does it make you happy?” The farm boy Chuuya knew as Kenji spoke up. 

“What does it mean to be happy? What does it mean to smile? People around me often do these things, but I never have. Does that make me broken? I don’t feel anything. I have a purpose, the one Mori gave me. Isn’t that enough to keep living?”

The room got very silent after her words, no one knowing how to respond to that. 

Finally, Yosano spoke. “Personally, I don’t think that’s really living. That’s just not dying,”

“Is there a difference?”

Chuuya was both fascinated and sad at her statement. This woman was never allowed to feel anything. He wondered how long it would take to break her free of this mindset Mori put her in. 

He was still haunted by just how empty her words and eyes were. Logically, he knew that she felt things, but he doubted she knew what they were and what to do with them. So, like she was taught to do with everything, she killed them. Buried them deep, and didn’t let them resurface. It was all she knew how to do.

“I’ve got Junichiro,”

Atsushi and the red haired boy stood at the doorway, both looking rather nervous at what Chuuya was asking of them. 

“The plan is to leave her here for two hours each day, and you two will be in charge of teaching her how to read and right. I’ll give her orders to do what you say, so as long as you don’t provoke her, everything will be alright. Got it?”

Both Atsushi and Junichiro nodded their heads with vigor, so Chuuya turned to Y/N. 

“I’m gonna leave you here with them. I’ll be back in two hours, Dazai knows how to reach me if anything goes wrong. You have my permission to attack them, but only if they have malicious intent, okay? You’ll be safe here, so i doubt anything will happen, but make sure to get a hold of me if anything goes wrong. If Dazai won’t cooperate, use Atsushi has a hostage,”

“Um, I’d rather if I wasn’t the hostage-”

“Okay Chuuya,” 

Chuuya waved goodbye to the ADA, and sped off on his bike. 

Your POV:

You didn’t know what to take of the people that surrounded you. You could tell they wouldn’t hurt you, Chuuya himself trusted them. But, you didn’t quite know how to feel about your former mentor being here. 

The blonde boy in overall’s approached you first, a wide smile on his face.

“Hi! My name is Kenji. Do you like animals?” He stuck out his hand for you to shake. 

You just stared at it, not knowing what you were supposed to do. Since Chuuya wasn’t here, you turned to Dazai for assistance. 

“You’re supposed to shake it. Here, like this,”

He grabbed your hand in his, and shook it up and down once. Next, you turned to Kenji and shook his hand, still slightly confused about what this accomplished.

“Does Rashomon count as an animal?”

Kenji looked to be in thought. “Yeah i guess it does,”

“Then I can’t say I like animals. That’s the only one I’ve ever met,”

Kenji gasped. “Well that won’t do! Atsushi, come here and turn into a tiger,”

Atsushi glanced at Dazai for confirmation, but the tall man only shrugged in response. Nervously, Atsushi activated his ability and changed into his tiger form.

The action surprised you, you had no idea what a tiger even looked like. Quickly, in the place of where Atsushi stood, was a large white tiger with bicolored purple and gold eyes. It sported impressive claws and fangs that could no doubt kill you in a second. 

Junichiro spoke for the first time since you arrived. “You can touch him. He won’t attack you. Plus, if anything happens, Yosano can heal you and Dazai will just nullify his ability,”

Hesitantly, you took a step forward and touched tiger-Atsushi in front of you. His fur was softer than you expected, and you couldn’t resist running your hands across it. Stopping for a moment, you looked at Dazai. 

“Is there an emotion to explain how I feel about this?”

“That depends on how you feel about it. Do you like touching Atsushi’s fur?”

“I think so,”

“Then that’s joy you’re feeling. Or maybe satisfaction, if you want to be specific,”

You looked back at the large tiger before you, understanding your emotions for once.

You looked at Kenji and tried to move your lips in different positions, then growled when you couldn’t accomplish what you were trying to do. 

Junichiro looked at you with confusion. “What are you trying to do Y/N?”

“I believe you call it a smile. But I don’t think I’m doing it right,”

“Oh! I can help you with that!” You turned back to Kenji.

He put his fingers in his mouth and pulled at the corners, showing you how to smile. 

You did the same, and then pulled your fingers back out of your mouth once you were sure you got it. 

In the meantime, Atsushi had turned back into his human form, and was gawking at you and Kenji. Then you turned to him and tried your best to smile at him.

He looked a bit surprised, but smiled back at you. 

“Thank you Atsushi. I think i like animals now,”

Timeskip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Chuuya walked in the door two hours later, like he said he would, and you were happy to see him. You believed the emotion you were feeling was excited, though you hadn’t experienced it much before this.

“Hello Chuuya. Kenji and Atsushi taught me how to smile,”

“Is that so?” He looked rather tired, and you suspected he had done paperwork the entire time you were gone. 

“I still don’t understand how that helps me do my job, but Junichiro said that everyone should learn how to smile,”

“I agree. Did Dazai give you any trouble?”

“No. Kunikida kicked him out after he asked me to use my ability on him so he could experience a painless suicide,”

“Mm. That makes sense. Why haven’t you stood up this entire time?”

You swallowed thickly, you were hoping he wouldn’t notice. Your ankle and foot had gone completely numb, much to your dismay. You were a failure for letting it affect you. You had trained for twelve years to be able to bear this sort of thing, so you didn’t know why this ankle was being so stubborn. 

“I’m sorry sir. I said I wouldn’t let it affect me, but I can’t feel it anymore. I’m sorry I let an injury so minor inhibit my functionality. You can punish me as you see fit,”

Chuuya walked towards you silently and raised his hand. 

Atsushi sprung into action upon seeing this, determined to not see you suffer anymore Than you already have. He hadn’t known you very long, but there was something about the way you had tried so hard to smile that made him sad. Inwardly, he held some resentment towards Dazai. He knew that Dazai had changed since his mafia days, but just how many people did he mess up while he was there? First Akutagawa, and now you. It made him feel slightly protective over you, after all, he was the first real animal you met.

“Hold on Chuuya-”

You braced yourself for whatever stinging pain was coming, but it never did. Instead, Chuuya lightly chopped you on the head with his hand.

“Idiot. I said it before and I’ll say it again, I’m not going to punish you for something out of your control. It would be unreasonable of me to expect you not to be affected by a literal broken ankle. And besides, it was me who broke it anyway,”

Atsushi gasped. “You’re the one who broke her ankle?”

“Yeah. Mori had me fight her first, then told me who she was. Hey, she did manage to break my nose,” Chuuya looked at Yosano who had watched the exchange from afar. “Hey Yosano, can you heal her ankle for me?”

“Yeah, I can. I can’t guarantee it’ll be a pleasant experience, though,”

Junichiro visibly shivered at the thought of Yosano healing. It seemed he had his fair share and was okay if he never had to do it again. 

Getting healed by Yosano was an... interesting experience. You could now understand the sorry looks Junichiro and everyone else gave you. 

Once back home, you didn’t really know what to do. It was well into the evening now, the sky fading into orange and red hues. Chuuya had gone upstairs and told you to “pick whatever room you want” to sleep in, so you guessed the living room would be fine. 

The floor in there was carpeted and looked comfortable, and you had slept on worse. You didn’t know where any blankets or pillows were, so you settled for a towel you found in the bathroom and a throw pillow that was on the lavish couch. You had pondered sleeping on the couch, but one look at the red velvet and you opted against it. Chuuya might not want you to touch any of his things. You had made that mistake once with Mori, and you knew how strong Chuuya was. You weren’t sure if you could activate your ability before he could do serious damage. 

As you settled down on the floor, you went over the events of today in your head, you noticed a few things.

One, Dazai didn’t have the unhinged and cold look in his eyes as he always did when he trained you. 

Two, though they were supposed to be your enemies, Chuuya went to the ADA without hesitation.

Three, Dazai looks at Atsushi the same way Chuuya looks at Akutagawa. Dazai never looked at you or Akutagawa that way. 

And finally, someone was lying about what happened to your Parents. Mori told Chuuya they were traitors and Dazai took you to the Port Mafia, but he didn’t. 

Though you were very young, you remember that day as if it were yesterday.

You ran through the park, having the time of your life. The sun shone down on you as you rolled about in the grass, relishing the feeling of how it tickled your arms and legs. However, you were rather surprised when you suddenly could not roll any further. Confusion clouded your face as you could not see anything that would stop you from moving forward. It was like there was a wall in your path, though you could see none. Standing upright on your chubby legs, you tried to walk backwards, but collided with something else solid. Immediately, the park disappeared. You were in a dimly lit room, and there was a man standing behind you. He wore a long, dark trench coat, and bandages covered half his face. You did not know this man, and that scared you. You ran in between his legs, attempting to escape but he grabbed you by the hood of your sweatshirt. You kicked and screamed, and wished he could not see you anymore. 

Suddenly the man spoke: “What the-”

You looked down at your hands, but were horrified to see that they were gone. So were your legs, and the rest of your body. You screamed more, you were scared of this man, scared of this room, and scared of the red liquid that coated the floor. 

Scared of the two bodies that looked suspiciously like your parents. 

You ran past the man once more, but this time he did not catch you. 

You ran out of the room, you did not recognize it anymore. Down the hall, to the left where the closet was. Just when you thought you’d made it, you were snatched up off the ground.

It was the same man as before, but this time you did not disappear.

You stayed right where you were, and cried as he walked down the stairs of the second floor, meeting another man downstairs. 

“hey Oda,” the scary man said. For some reason, no matter how hard you tried to remember, the bandage man’s appearance was always blurred, voice always muffled. 

“I think this kid is an ability user. I would take her back to Mori, but she’s seen too much. Should i just kill her now and get it over with?”

The other man was much more friendly looking than the scary man. You reached out to him, hoping he would save you from the nightmares and horrors you’d witnessed today. 

Surprisingly, the man gently took you from the other man’s grasp, and held you softly. You instantly wrapped your arms around his neck, crying loudly into his shoulder. 

“No, I’ll take her in. I don’t like to do it, but we can have someone erase her memories. Besides, if Mori hears we killed someone who might be a valuable asset to the Mafia, we won’t hear the end of it,”

“Yeah, you’re right,”

Slowly, the man took you off his shoulder and set you on the floor. He kneeled down until he was eye level with you and then took your tiny hand in his large one.

“Hello, my names Odasaku, but you can call me Oda. What’s yours?”

“Y-Y/N,”

“Good, can you tell me if you’ve ever gone invisible before?”

You shook your head no. “Sometimes, i have dreams during the day. If i think really hard about it, i can dream about being somewhere, and it’s like I’m really there. I tried telling mama and papa, but they yelled at me and told me i was lying,” You turned your big, watery eyes onto Oda. “Are you going to take me back to mama and papa? I don’t wanna go. Mama called me witch and kicks me. And papa won’t even look at me,”

Oda ruffled your hair. ‘No, you’re going to come with us now. You aren’t a with, i think you’re very special. Can you smile for me?”

You gave the nice man a big grin, and he picked you up once, more and walked out of the car. That was the last time you ever saw him, and your parents.

End of FlashBack

You often wondered about Oda, the nice man who took you away from your parents. You often about how Dazai, when he was younger looked a lot like the scary man who almost killed you that day. But Mori would never answer these questions when you asked about them. So, you stopped asking.

3rd Person POV:

Chuuya wasn’t surprised to see you had moved away from the door, where he had left you last night. 

He was however, surprised to see you curled up on the floor, using a bathroom towel as a blanket

He walked over to you, and shook you lightly on the shoulder. “Y/N? What are you-”

White hot pain pierced his thigh, and he screeched as you sliced a long gash down it, blood seeping through his pajama pants. He activated his ability, sending you flying across the room. Your recovery time was insane, because before he could blink, you were attacking again. 

He knew you weren’t yourself, he saw it in the way your eyes were blinded by pure terror. You kept using your ability in short spurts, disappearing and reappearing in different places. What he wouldn’t give to have Dazai’s ability right now. Even in your fear, you were smart. 

You had sustained several injury's, and blood was dripping down into your right eye. 

But you kept going. 

Prolonged use of your ability made you exhausted, and he could see it in the way you swayed on your feet. You disappeared again, but this time reappeared in the kitchen. There you slumped against the kitchen island, exhaustion finally getting the better of you. 

Ability still activated, Chuuya walked towards you calmly, trying not to spook you.

“Y/N? Hey hey, can you please put the knife down? It’s me, Chuuya,”

The fog cleared from your eye’s, and the knife clattered to the ground. 

You fell to your knee’s holding your head in your hands.

“I'm sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry-”

“Hey calm down, it’s alright, I'm right here,”

He pried your hands away from your head, noticing how tears were freely flowing down your cheeks. He doubt you even noticed them, too preoccupied mumbling apology's and breathing rapidly.

“Hey, look at me,” He spoke in a calm, soothing tone. “You’re okay. You’re at my house, and I’m alright. Let’s get you upstairs and clean you up, okay?”

You nodded slowly, shakily getting up and starting to walk towards the stairs.  Chuuya looped his arm over your shoulder to support you as you walked. Slowly but surely, you managed the stairs.

“I’m going to give you some of my clothes to wear, okay? We’re about the same size, so we should be fine,”

He handed you a pair of grey sweatpants and a black sweatshirt, then stepped out of the room so you could change.

While he sat outside the door, he contemplated what could have caused this episode. He’d read the file on your ability, and as far as he understood, you could use it on yourself, and not necessarily just other people. So, it’s possible that when you dream, your ability activates and you genuinely experience them. And because you’d been through intense training since ten, he doubted your dreams were all that pleasant. He came to the conclusion that you were still under the influence of your own illusion, and assumed he was an attacker. 

The door opening snapped him out of his thoughts, and he snapped his head up to where you were standing rather uncomfortable in his clothes.

“All right, I have a medicine kit in my bathroom, we can get you patched up in there,”

You were silent the whole time he cleaned you wounds, and did not even peep or stiffen when he put alcohol on a particularly nasty cut on your face. 

“There, all finished,”

You never moved from your spot on the side of the bathtub, looking at the cold tiles on the bathroom floor.

“Why,” You whispered.

“Hmm?”

“Why do you treat me so nicely? I'm just a tool, something replaceable,” you’re voice rose with each passing second, and your eyes burned with unshed tears.

“I can’t even do my job right. If I can’t do that, then what am i worth? I’m meant to be used and thrown away, that's what Mori always told me, That’s what Dazai always told me!”

“So why,” You glanced up at Chuuya’s face, his cerulean depths brimming with guilt and sadness.

“WHY DO YOU KEEP TREATING ME LIKE I’M WORTH SOMETHING?” You were full on sobbing now, an action you hadn’t done in a long time. The tears on your face felt foreign, and you were confused. Why were you crying? You’re stronger than this. Stop it stop it Stop It. 

“I treat you like you’re worth something because you are. You are no less human than I am, and you are worth neither more nor less than Dazai. You are not a tool, you are a human being. I don’t care what Mori and Dazai said, I will continue treating you with respect and decency, because you are not replaceable,”

Though you knew Chuuya had no reason to lie, you had a hard time believing his words. It had been drilled into you that you were just a toll, only meant to follow orders for so long you had a hard time believing anything else. 

But that doesn’t mean you didn’t want to believe Chuuya’s statement.

“Come on, you look exhausted. I know you slept on the floor all night, so you’re going to sleep in a real bed. No buts,” He finished when he saw you open your mouth to protest.

“At least let me clean your injury first,”

Chuuya waved his hand. “I’ll deal with it. It’s not your fault, i should have known startling you wasn’t a good idea. Go get into my bed. That’s an order, Y/N,”

You limped lightly over to the bed and crawled under the silk sheets, thinking they were too nice. The comfortable mattress and expensive sheets were a sharp turn away from the cold, dirty, concrete you slept on when you lived at the Port Mafia hq. 

Nevertheless, you were exhausted from using your ability for so long, so you fell asleep to the sound of Chuuya humming as he stitched his leg. 

A/N: this is knife i was describing, for reference:

It’s called a karambit :)

[diagnosed-by-doyle]

Could we get a part two to MC withholding sex for 2 weeks with Arthur, Dazai, and Shakespeare?

I swear I didn’t mean for Arthur’s to be so angsty. It just kinda happened.

Warning: NSFW, angst

~~~~~

Arthur

He hadn’t thought about it when he said it. Like usual, his flirtatious words just slipped out when he was thanking the shopkeeper.

Unfortunately for him, you were not okay with it. You knew this could end up being a problem, but to have it actually happen? You had faith in him, and now you were angry.

As soon as he turned to take your arm, you spun around and stormed off without him. And that was when Arthur knew, he fucked up.

He chased after you and started to beg for your forgiveness, but you weren’t having any of it.

This continued for two weeks. Sure you’d talk to him, but only a blind man could miss the fact that you were still angry with him. You wouldn’t go into his room, you wouldn’t let him into yours. You’d slap his hand away every time he tried to touch you.

Needless to say, the man was a mess when he wasn’t around you. He’d either be alone in his room moping and crying or with Theo telling him about how he thought you might leave him because of his big mouth.

Theo got tired of listening to him whine pretty quickly, so he came to speak to you on Arthur’s behalf. “Don’t you think you’ve made him suffer enough? You haven’t seen it since he’s been pretty private about it, but he’s a mess. He’d get on his knees and beg if you told him to. Just go talk to him. He’s been bugging me nonstop.”

Arthur must have been a pretty good actor, because you never imagined things had gotten so bad. He had asked several times for you to talk to him alone so he could apologize. After thinking it over for a few minutes, you went to knock on Arthur’s door. “Arthur, can I come in?”

He nearly tripped in his hurry to get to the door. He opened it with a smile. “Hello, luv. To what do I owe the pleasure?” His smile didn’t reach his eyes, which were red from crying. He opened the door wider so you could enter. You waited until he closed the door behind you.

“We need to talk.”

To your surprise, he really did fall to his knees in front of you. “Please! Please don’t do it! I’ll do anything you ask, just don’t leave me!” He started to tear up. Theo sure wasn’t kidding.

You had to put your hand over his mouth to get him to be quiet. He had the wrong idea about why you were here, but it was your fault that he jumped to such a conclusion. “The thought never crossed my mind. I came to apologize…” His eyes widened as you brushed his hair out of his eyes. “I know I haven’t really been fair to you. I got so angry because I want you all to myself, you know. I should have let it go once you realized, but I wanted to get my point across. I took it too far, and I’m sorry for that.”

He removed your hand from his mouth and kissed the back of it. “You don’t need to apologize. I deserved every bit of it. Can I make it up to you properly? You deserve more than just an apology.”

“What did you have in mind?”

“Well, I’m sure the nights have been rather cold and lonely without someone warming your bed. I’ll make every night up to you all at once if you’ll allow me.”

Once you nodded, he quickly disappeared under your skirt. It was just the beginning of the long night ahead.

Theo finally got some damn peace and quiet.

Dazai

Deciding that it would be fun to tease you, he called you a random name like he used to. It must have been the wrong day to try and joke around, because the glare you gave him was not a pretty one.

“Since you can’t seem to remember my name, I guess you won’t mind not sleeping together.”

He looked at you for a moment, trying to figure out if you were serious. That got answered very quickly when you got up and left.

He apologized rather quickly, but you wanted to draw this out. You went back to treating him the same way you did when you first arrived at the mansion.

He’d always crave you late at night when his imagination ran wild as he thought about your soft skin and curves rubbing against him.

It wasn’t as though he’d never touched himself to the thought of you. He did it quite frequently in the days before you got together. Dazai had grown accustomed to you satisfying him. So now he was forced to just imagine you taking him in like a good girl. It never did the real thing justice.

Finally, he got fed up with this game the two of you seemed to be playing. You passed by him in the hall one evening. “Good evening, Dazai-san!”

After being away from you for two weeks, that was enough to make him snap.

 He pushed you against the wall and trapped you there with his arms. “Just how long do you plan on keeping this up?” His breath tickled your ear. “Stop this and come to bed with me.”

As tempting as that sounded, you couldn’t just give in. “I don’t know, are you sure you know what my name is?”

“______” Oh god. He moaned your name into your ear the same way he did the last time he was buried inside you. And boy did it make you weak in the knees. You had to grab onto his yukata just to keep from falling down. “I’ll assume that means all is forgiven,” he whispered as he started to slowly cover your neck in kisses.

You’d been wanting him, yes, but the need wasn’t as intense as it was now. All you wanted at this point was to be consumed by him. “Mmm… Shut up and fuck me.”

Oh how he loved hearing those words come from your lips. He was going to give you pleasure until you begged him to stop.

Shakespeare

Your eye started twitching when you saw him kiss another woman’s hand. Was he flirting with her? Or was that a proper greeting for this time? No other man had ever greeted you that way. Maybe it was something that was common during his time period.

No matter how much you tried to brush it off, your mind and heart kept coming back to it, trying to figure out the meaning behind it.

The next morning, he thought it was perfectly normal when you said you were going to go visit le Comte. But you didn’t come back that night, or the next, or even the night after that. Had he done something to offend you? Was it best to give you space or to come see if there was something he could do?

Because he was so worried, he decided that it would be best for him to come to you instead of waiting.

You didn’t give him much of a reason for being gone without sending word that you’d be back after a few days, You went back with him in the carriage without putting up a fuss. It was easy to tell that he was genuinely confused about your behavior.

He must not have meant anything by what he did, but what if...

Will was even more confused by you not letting him touch you in bed. Surely he had to have done something to warrant this treatment. But you hadn’t been acting angry, only anxious.

He spent the days wondering what was going on inside your head, and the nights remembering the times when you couldn’t get enough of him. With spending so much time worrying about you, he was getting extremely stressed. Destressing himself to the thought of you was the easiest way to ease his tension. And he had to stay strong for your sake.

A couple weeks passed when he could no longer bare your silence. He set down his cup of tea then rested his hand on your knee. “What hath been troubling thee?”

You weren’t exactly surprised that he asked. You noticed how he’d been watching you with a worried expression. Since he asked, you knew you could no longer put of this conversation. You gave in and told him why you had been so upset.

“Ah, ‘twas a common greeting in my time. I’m afraid I have yet to outgrow it. I apologize for causing you strife.” He was grateful that your inner turmoil was something he himself could solve with a bit of reassurance.

“There is but one woman that I have ever loved so truly, and that woman is none other than you. If my words are not enough to convince you, then I pray my actions will suffice.

Long past sunset, the two of you spent the rest of the day showing your love for each other. The heat of his passion for you was engraved into your mind.

[masked-buffoon]

Chapter 12: Curtain call (Part 1)

Warnings: death

Author notes: finally, here is chapter 12! I hope you’ll like it!

The moment I came out of the building, my first thought went to the mansion and the detectives who were working there. I dialed Dazai's number. If it was him, I knew he would believe me… Whereas I could not count on his blond coworker anymore. Kunikida did not trust me because my methods differed from him, and because I needed time to adapt to the new world I wanted to live in. It did not matter, anyway… I just needed to make sure the innocent Kitaro-kun and his brother Sakunosuke-kun were safe.

"Hello?"

I frowned. Why was Kuninida picking up the call…? That was supposed to be Dazai's phone. I brushed it off.

"It's Ogawa."

"I didn't give you my number…"

"That's not your phone… Anyway, I managed to get some information. Interesting one, but I fear we don't have much time…" I tried to talk to him anyway.

"How did you get these… Information…?" I heard the doubt in his voice.

"I promise I'll tell you everything, and when it is over, you won't ever see me again. However, it is important that you believe me, at least a second." I spoke calmly, trying to make a taxi stop at the same time.

"... Alright, tell me, then." He conceded "I don't trust you, but I know you, for some reason, are attached to the boys."

"Thank you…!" I smiled "So, I heard a bomber had trapped the mansion. You must evacuate everyone."

"Evacuating… That'll be done." He assured me "Is that all?"

"I finally understood this case, and I know where Sakunosuke-kun is. I'm going to get him." I declared.

"Wait…!"

He grumbled a moment, then I heard him sigh.

"Come to the mansion, help us evacuate, then you'll tell us everything you know, and we'll manage from there." He suggested.

"... Sure…! I'm on my way…!"

A car stopped in front of me. I gave the address to the driver and asked him to go as fast as possible; I had to hurry, hoping nothing would have exploded when I would arrive. I glanced at my phone anxiously. It still seemed unbelievable that Kuninida had accepted me to come back, but, again, there was nothing more important to him than respecting his schedule. I wondered when the case had been planned to be solved… No, that was not important. For the moment, I had to be focused on the mission.

When I got down from the vehicle, after paying, I noticed the mansion was still untouched. I sighed in relief and walked toward the detective, who was holding Yumiko-san's handcuffs to prevent her from escaping. I raised an eyebrow.

"She was under hypnosis, it isn't her fault…" I noted.

"We still cannot prove it." He whispered, glancing at a police officer "The maid you interrogated decided to sue you for violence. So, for now…"

"I'm sorry…" I sighed "Had I not been so… Out of my mind, it would have been easier…"

"You'll apologise later. For the moment, that house is still there. Everyone is there."

"No." My heart skipped a beat "Kitaro-kun isn't…"

"What…? He was here just a minute ago…!"

From afar, the young maid I had questioned smirked at us. I glared at her, and demanded her to tell us what she knew. It was engaging to see she was still walking around freely…

"The boy? I may or may not have told him to play hide and seek in the mansion…~" She snickered "Too bad…~"

"It can't be…" I breathed out "It can't be…!"

I then glared at Kunikida.

"Traumatised, was it…?!" I growled.

"I didn't know… I couldn't foresee what would happen…!"

"It's too late now, I can only rescue him…" I stepped towards the mansion.

"Ogawa, you can't go, it's going to blow up at any moment —"

"Let go of me! I have to save him, I can't stay there, I —"

The sound of the explosion covered my last words. Before my eyes, the home of the Taikin family burst from the inside. The blast threw us to the ground, and Kunikida had to forcefully hold me against him so I would not run inside. My throat hurt, my ears were ringing and my jaw felt tired. When, finally, the silence was back, all I could hear was my voice, screaming, and screaming, calling the child while knowing he would not come back. He would not come back…

"Ogawa…!" Kunikida grabbed my shoulders "Calm down… Please…"

Looking up at his face stopped my shouting. His cheeks were strained by tears and his glasses had fallen from his nose. He seemed… As broken as I was. His ideal of not letting anyone die had been baffled, and he had not been able to help it… I nodded, and lowered my head to cry on my own. We had both failed to protect that kid…

Clumsily, he wrapped his arms around me and let me sob in his chest. For once, we were sharing the same sorrow, the same bitter taste of defeat, the same feelings of frustration. He, who had said the previous day that he would never understand me… He finally realised that I only acted for the sake of the case, for the sake of the boys, and I could perceive how much he regretted driving me away. It was too late now, but, at least, I hoped he would trust me more for the rest of our case.

I sniffed, and pulled away from him to pick up his glasses. A large crack had damaged them, but I still put them back on his face. It was not over yet. Sakunosuke-kun had yet to be found and I could not allow myself to feel sad. My feelings had never stopped me from fulfilling my missions, and they would not stop me that day either.

"Let's go, Kunikida." I said.

I stood up and held out my hand to him.

"The case is far from being over… If we sit there and cry, we won't be able to arrest the culprit."

"I let a child die… It's almost on purpose… Because you warned me and I didn't listen…"

"Your ideals are strong. They are obviously a weakness, right now, but… They are also your strength, Kunikida. You won't let another kid suffer. Think only about that."

My coworker nodded and dried his face with his sleeves, before taking my hand and getting back on his two feet. He took a deep breath.

"Tell me about the information you managed to gather. How you got them… I don't care at all."

I had to admit he impressed me. To put on a face of composure, whereas inside he was mortified by the betrayal of his ideals… I could not help admiring him, although it was just for a few minutes.

"The real mastermind behind all of this mess is Taikin-san himself." I revealed "All of that for a cheating matter…"

"... He killed his son because of his wife's… Affair…?"

"Kitaro-kun wasn't his son." I crossed my arms "It was Nazo-san's."

"I think I'm starting to understand now… Everything is so simple, yet so complicated because of that damn hypnosis…" He groaned.

"That's the key to everything. What about I treat you to a coffee while explaining everything to you?"

"A real one, this time, not Kahlua or whatever." He accepted.