#kunikida doppo x oc

[with-my-calamitous-love]

IN YOUR SUIT AND TIE, IN THE NICK OF TIME

doppo kunikida x reader

how he’d treat you in a relationship

same premise as the dazai, chuuya, atsushi, and akutagawa ver.

for his birthday <3 do not speak to me about 117

inspired by loml

doppo kunikida, who is a man of ideals. who knows what he wants, whats good for him, and lives by the ink in his notebook. who has an exact idea of who his ideal partner is, of who will match him, and who he wants to spend his life with.

doppo kunikida, who is in for a whirlwind when he meets you. who isn’t used to meeting people who so, wholeheartedly challenge his rock hard ideals. who doesn’t understand why he isn’t angry or annoyed by you. who actively wants to learn more about you once you two meet.

doppo kunikida, who dedicates a page to you in his notebook. just small things, like what colours you like, your favourite things, your habits and small mannerisms. who remembers every little thing about you, like your nail biting when you’re anxious or your awkward laughter when speaking to people. who doesn’t even need to write these down, since memorizing you is like breathing for him.

doppo kunikida, who is an utter gentleman. who loves to buy you flowers, who practices the sidewalk rule, who zips up your dresses and jackets, who always give you his coat, who brushes your hair for you, who will open every single door for you, who gives you deep hugs from behind with a gentle kiss to your head when you least expect it.

doppo kunikida, who doesn’t realize how gorgeous he is. who is 6 feet of blonde beauty, muscular build hidden behind a well dressed vest and red bow. who is usually so calculated and pristine, but attempts (and fails) at hiding his blush when you compliment him. who actively wants to look good for you. who wants to match how beautiful he thinks you are.

doppo kunikida, who is in love and doesn’t immediately know it. who looks at you with starry eyes, who embroiders the memories of you onto his heart. who makes your heart glow in a way you’ll never feel with anyone else. who is a standup guy, making you know how much he cares.

doppo kunikida, who rewrites his ideal partner page for you. he doesn’t even think he needs it anymore. who’ll see you as perfect, as someone he loves until the day he dies.

doppo kunikida, who shows up in his suit in tie, in the nick of time, right when you need him too. who somehow has a knack for always knowing what and what not to say, what to do and how to be what you need. who honestly thinks that there is no one good enough for you, but vows to be the closest thing to the lover you deserve.

doppo kunikida, who knows it one glimpse. who can see marriage and forever just from one kiss. who is such a romantic at heart, looking into your eyes while talking rings and talking cradles. who tells you that he’ll never leave. who tells you everyday that you’re the love of his life, a million times over.

[shiroganeryo]

Happy Father's Day with the Bungo Dads! 💞

Now we've come full circle as we celebrate the fathers today 😊 For the moms, please check out the Mother's Day post ❤️

Profiles/credits: Fumiya Nakahara, Yūko Tsushima + Sadako & Torao Kunikida are my OCS~ Chuuya, Dazai, Atsushi and Kunikida belong to Asagiri and Harukawa!

[larz-barz]

New recruit

Warning(s)/info: My first bsd fic!! Sorry if this is inaccurate, i’ve only watched 4 episodes and I’m needing to take a break since if i watch stuff like that for too long it starts to affect my thoughts (idk if that makes sense but basically dazai invades my intrusive thoughts-) Miki is aged up to 17 in this au due to Atsushi being 18!! Usual bsd things, sui because of Dazai, violence, etc.

Tagging: @tokito-dulya20 @nagi-the-vanilla-extract @kimetsu-chan

A slightly anxious expression adorned Atsushi’s face as he walked alongside Junichiro, the two of them approaching an alleyway where suspicious activity had been reported.

“Junichiro?” The orange haired male turned to look at Atsushi.

“Hm? What is it, Atsushi?”

Atsushi sighs before responding as they stop walking. “I have a really bad feeling about this.. Something just feels.. off. I’m not quite sure what though.” Junichiro pats his shoulder.

“I’m sure it’s alri-!” He’s cut off by the sound of gunshots from down the alleyway, both their eyes widen and they rush into the alleyway.

They see an older man, a member of the Port Mafia, towering over a young girl who looks a bit younger than Atsushi.

The girl has light purple hair with blonde pieces in the front, tied in a half up half down style with a dark purple bow.

She’s wearing a light brown jacket with long, flowy sleeves, tucked into baggy, dark blue pants, along with a white, button up shirt, her pants are tucked into a pair of mid-calf length, brown boots.

The girls eyes are practically lifeless as she lies there, being towered over by a much larger and older man. “You’ll never amount to anything, you useless piece of garbage.” The man spat out at the girl as she begins to lose consciousness.

Junichiro’s gaze hardens as the man prepares to shoot the girl in the head.

“Special ability: light snow.” He uses his ability to make the bullets phase through the girl.

Atsushi rushes to her side. “H-hey, Miss?! Can you hear me?” He asks worriedly as he takes the dying girl into his arms.

Junichiro makes quick work of the man and he and Atsushi take the unconscious girl to the hospital.

Atsushi looks to his friend with concern in his eyes. “Sh-she’s so light…” His worried gaze moves from Junichiro to the small girl in his arms.

She doesn’t wake up until several hours later, eyes widening and she sits up quickly then begins looking around frantically.

The girl jolts slightly when she feels a gentle hand on her shoulder gently push her back against the pillow.

“Don’t push yourself too hard. You just woke up and you were very injured when we found you. I’m Atsushi Nakajima.” The girl seems to understandably be scared so Atsushi opts to speak in a soft, gentle voice, making no sudden movements as to avoid startling her.

She gives a soft nod as she locks eyes with him.

He gives her a gentle smile. “So what’s your name?”

The girl hesitates before speaking in a soft voice. “…M-… Mikitama Suzuki…” His smile grows a bit.

“You have a beautiful name.” He compliments her happily, blushing a bit when she shyly smiles and blushes.

“So, do you mind me asking what happened earlier..? It’s okay if you don’t really want to talk about it. But, I can help you. I’m a member of the Armed Detective Agency.”

She, once again, hesitates. “U-uhm…. That was my uncle… He’s a member of the Port Mafia and he’s been t-trying to get me to join for years…. Every time I say no he hurts me more and more… My ability isn’t even that impressive…”

Atsushi frowns softly as he listens to her explanation. “I’m sorry about that. But don’t worry, you’re safe now. You are now under the protection of the Armed Detective Agency.” He smiles reassuringly, determined to protect her.

He then realized she mentioned having an ability. “So what is your ability? I’m sure it’s amazing.”

“I-it’s called healing fur.. Basically I can turn into a cat and heal myself and whoever I touch.. I couldn’t use it earlier since I was so weak… I can control how much of my ability is showing too…” He smiles brightly.

“That’s such a cool and helpful ability! Can you show me?” He asks eagerly and she nods before being interrupted by Kunikida and Dazai walking in.

Atsushi immediately became rigid upon noticing them, confusing Mikitama slightly.

“Atsushi.” Kunikida calls out and Atsushi somehow becomes even more rigid as his expression becomes nervous and anxious.

“Y-yes, Mr. Kunikida and Mr. Dazai?”

“We have a new case to take care of and turns out our new little friend would be perfect to join us on it!” Dazai chirps and Atsushi frowns.

“She’s still injured and the Port Mafia is already after her. Wouldn’t it be better to keep her here and not further risk her safety?” He responds with a protective glint in his eyes.

Dazai moves to Mikitama and grabs her hands. “Would you be interested in a double sui-” Dazai gets cut off by Kunikida slapping the back of his head.

“Dazai, stop! She doesn’t want to join you for a double suicide!” He shouts angrily, making Miki flinch but nod in agreement with an anxious expression as a pair of fluffy ears sprout from her head.

Atsushi’s eyes widen in happiness. “Aww! You look so adorable!” He exclaims, blushing as he hesitantly reaches to gently stroke one of her soft ears.

His eyes sparkle as he hears soft purrs erupt in her chest.

“Anyways. It’s her choice whether or not she comes with us.” Kunikida responds as Dazai groans, lying on the floor.

“..I-I uhm…. I’ll come…” She responds nervously and he nods.

“A-are you sure, Mikitama?” Atsushi asks worriedly and she nods.

“Alright. It’s settled then. Since you’re not an official member, you can decide whether you would like to join as a fighter or something else.”

Mikitama nods and gets up, wobbling a bit since her legs are still a bit hurt.

Atsushi helps her steady herself as they walk to the location of the case.

He looks around with a focused expression. “Stay behind me okay? I’ll keep you safe, don’t worry.”

Mikitama nods as they go into the alleyway where a group of thugs had been spotted.

The two of them look around cautiously.

Atsushi hears something and quickly whips around to see Miki being held by Akutagawa, his hand covering her mouth and the other around her waist, holding her tightly. “You strayed a little too far from home, didn’t you kitty?”

Mikitama’s eyes are wide with fear as tears roll down her cheeks and she trembles, too scared to try to get away.

Atsushi’s breathing quickens. ‘Wh-what do I do?! He could really hurt her, or worse!! Ohh I should’ve stuck to my gut and had her stay at the Agency!’

The memory of when he was kicked out of the orphanage flashes in his mind before he’s taken from his thoughts by the sound of a muffled, pained cry.

Atsushi’s eyes become crazed as his ability activates.

“Come on, were-tiger. Show me what you’ve got~”

He throws Mikitama aside, he’ll save her for later…

Atsushi soon completes his transformation and angrily lunges for Akutagawa, ready to tear him apart, limb by limb.

Dazai rushes over as Akutagawa prepares to use his ability and touches both of their foreheads.

“Not so fast Akutagawa~!” He crouches next to Atsushi and tries to get him to wake up then he picks up Mikitama. “You really should be more careful with a lady.”

Akutagawa scoffs.

“You’re just saying that since she grew up around you.” He says as Dazai looks at him with a bitter smile before walking off with Atsushi and Mikitama.

~the end~

how did i do? ik this is prob so bad and inaccurate but i wanted to try-

[pbear]

Hey, hey guys,

Imagine being Kunikida's s/o and being the first person to hold his hands after Yosano heals them again

[nouveauxamoris]

assortment of selfship drawings based off anime bases cuz im corny (og bases under the cut)

RBS APPRECIATED!

[bsdw-ccraccs]

part 1 -> part 2 -> part 3 *

Lamb to the Slaughter

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Chapter 3 Song:  Breezeblocks  ‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - -୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

When they arrive at the bench where Ranpo and Aeris met, Atsushi pauses and so does aeris. The feeling was getting worse and Atsushi pausing did not reassure him in any way. Ranpo’s ability was nothing but to deduct the correct outcome, and Jun’ichiro’s ability is to make illusions. He just hopes that Atsushi’s ability is much more physical.

Aeris look at atsushi, but before he can get a word out, his mouth is covered by a hand and he’s dragged behind the group. 

“Wh- Hey, let him go!” Atsushi calls out.

Atsushi whips his hand to attack but he was too late. A knife pressed against Aeris’s throat. Ranpo looks behind him to check on Atsushi and Aeris, only to be taken off guard by violent maneuver and Aeris being used as a hostage. Jun’Ichiro instantly uses his ability, ‘Light Snow,’ and creates an illusion. Aeris disappears from the attacker and atsushi appears in his place, arm becoming a claw and scratching at the.

Unsuccessfully, light snow disappears. Jun’ichiro was knocked out, Ranpo holding his side, Atsushi slides away from the attacker, Aeris standing in front of Jun’ichiro’s body holding a knife.

Aeris’s eyes are wide, hands shaking as he stares down the attacker. 

‘Do it’

Aeris gasps. 

‘Keep your eyes open, stare at the person, and stab yourself.’

Aeris points the knife to his stomach, eyes wide open, mouth pressed into a line. The warm feeling of hands surrounding his shaky ones and guiding them farther before plunging it into his stomach. 

Ranpo and Atsushi stare at Aeris, his actions making them worry, but he doesn’t tumble. Aeris rips the knife out and plunges it into the wound again, the cloaked attacker falling to their knees. 

Aeris walks forward, twisting the knife little by little every step he walks. It doesn’t hurt him, but it definitely hurts the other person.

‘Stop,’ the voice says as aeris gasps, pulls out the knife, and stops walking. He drops the knife and falls back as the cloaked person lays on the floor, blood pooling under the person. Ranpo quickly gets up, tumbles all the while, and rushes towards Aeris. 

Aeris holds his hands over his mouth as two police men take the cloaked person and uncovers them. Ranpo blocks his view as they work with the injured criminal. 

Atsushi walks over with Jun’ichiro with him, ready to help if needed. 

“Just as I thought…” Ranpo mumbled as the police take off the hood of the attacker, “It’s one of the students.”

Aeris looks down, the more he kept his eyes opened, the more dizzy he became. He closes his eyes, feeling his body become light and having gravity take control. 

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                                                             TimeSkip

  In the ADA   Infirmary

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When he wakes up, he’s in a bed with Atsushi sitting on his right side. He sits up, the shuffling sound making Atsushi wake up and look at Aeris.

“You’re awake! Good, I got scared when you fainted on Ranpo,” Atsushi smiles awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck as he starts sweating. Aeris’s dull purple eyes were staring right through Atsushi, making the white tiger nervous.

“Are you alright? How are you feeling? Are you hungry? I could go ask Kunikida for some money to be able to get you some food…”

Right as he finishes his rapid stream of question, Aeris’s stomach growls. By now, Aeris would be at his place, eating in the lonely, japanese style dining room. The student looks away in embarrassment, comedic blue lines appearing on his head as Atsushi looks at him. 

Atsushi smiles as he stands up and pats the boy’s head. 

“I’ll be right back then, what would you like to eat?”

Aeris looks up at Atsushi, lips moving before he can stop them. 

“Udon… please…”

“Alright then. Doctor Yosano said that you shouldn’t walk right now, even though you had no wounds, the exhaustion of using you ability for the first time could make you faint another time, so it’s best that you stay here as I get you your food.”

Atsushi explains before leaving. 

Aeris nods a little after he exits the room, eyes looking around the infirmary before laying them on his hands. He can still feel the feeling on the knife in his hands, the feeling of warm claws gently holding his, guiding his hands into stabbing his gut, pushing him to walk forward, moving his hands to twist the knife. 

The only thing he could think about, other than the hunger he’s experiencing, is the possibility of him killing that person. 

“Just as I thought…” Ranpo mumbles… “It’s one of the students…”

Ranpo’s voice rang in Aeris’s thoughts, was he a murderer now? Did he kill someone? Did he kill a student…?

His stomach grumbles, his thoughts getting cut off by the sound of the door opening and head snapping up.

“Your thoughts are so loud kid,”

A woman comes in with a tray, Atsushi right behind her with a medium size bowl with steam coming from the top. 

“This is doctor Yosano by the way, Aeris,” Atsushi says as the woman, Yosano, places the tray at his hips and places the bowl on it. Grabbing the spoon and bringing the stock up to his lips, he blows once, twice, three times, and slups just a small bit of the liquid.

“I’m quite disappointed that you yourself didn’t get hurt, ranpo didn’t get that hurt either, not enough for me to have to half-way kill him to heal him either way, and Jun’ichiro was just knocked out.”

Aeris smiles, looking up at the doctor and atsushi. “Thank you, Doctor Yosano,” he nods at her “and you too Atsushi.”

He grabs the chopsticks and picks up some of the noodles, blows on them, steam moving with his breath, and brings them up to his open mouth, gently and quietly slurping up the noodles. As he continues eating, Yosano and Atsushi watch him, to think such a small boy would have such a strong ability. 

Their thoughts go back to the meeting they had with the president and the rest of the agency…

“I found his papers,” Ranpo says, his wound was nothing to worry about, it was just a scratch to Yosano’s standards and didn’t need much treatment, he was exagerating the amount of pain he was in.

‘What do they say then?” Kunikida asks, reading his ‘Ideals’ book, which was upside down. 

“Well, it says his birthdate, his age, shows his finger print, his parents, his address, its says everything, be a little more specific Kunikida,” Dazai chimes in, his long legs laying on the table. Everyone was sitting at the table, the president sitting in silence.

“Who are his parents?” Fukuzawa asks. 

“His father was Dahl Roald and his mother was Crosland Felicity…” Ranpo hums “but that doesn’t make sense…”

“What doesn’t make sense?” Jun’ichiro asks, Atsushi and Kyouka wondering the same thing.

“His biological mother is Junoa Sako and his biological father is Dahl Roald, so why does it say that his mother is Crosland Felicity?”

“Drammaaaaa!” Dazai sings, before geting bonked on the head by Kunikida’s book.

“So you mean to say that Aeris was kidnapped?” Kunikida inquires.

“No, I don’t mean that, I guess when Juona found out about Dahl having a baby with another lady, she gave him Aeris. It says here that Dahl is dead, so I believe that Aeris was sent back to his mother because of that.”

“And, just a guess, his mother is also dead. Right?” The president asks. 

“Yes.”

“Another orphan in the building I guess.” Dazai giggles, Atsushi and Jun’ichiro shrink back.

“What about his ability?” Dazai looks over to Ranpo, a cheeky smirk on his face, “that’s what we’re here to talk about right?”

Ranpo nods, swiftly moving through the pages in his hands.

“It says here, Ability: Unknown, description: Is able to injure others in their line of sight as the ability holder injures themselves physically.”

“There’s definitely more to that than what it says,” Ranpo says.

Yosano sighs, shaking her head as she steps back and turns to the door.

“Well, I’ll be going, I have somethings I have to do boys.”

Aeris stops eating at that, the last noodle hanging off of his lips. He slurps the noodle up and nods. Atsushi turns towards her and smiles.

Again, it’s just him and Atsushi in the room. 

“Did you know you had an ability?” Atsushi asks, truly curious about his answer.

“Mmmmh, maybe…” Aeris mumbles, eyes drooping, “I remember my dreams, it was usually about a lamb getting eaten by wolves, or a woman killing her husband, or about some fantasy book I was reading then.”

“Other than that, I never felt pain. I would fall and scrape my knee, but nothing,” Aeris sighs “But when I look over at someone else, they suddenly have an injured knee.”

“I’ll take it that you didn’t know about it then.” 

“I’m glad you caught on,” Aeris looks at his reflection looking back at him from the remaining soup in the bowl.

“I believe you’re going to ask me what I would name my ability if I had one, but you didn’t know how to ask me, right?”

“Yeah…” Atsushi rubs the back of his neck, “am I that obvious?”

“I’m just really good at reading people,” Aeris nods “But if I had to name the ability I have right now… I would name it…

Lamb to the Slaughter,”

[xxbuzzzxx]

Hello!

Looking to RP Bungo Stray Dogs (Not replacing anyone!)

I usually write anywhere between 4 paragraphs and five, maybe six depending! 3 is the least I write, my writing length just depends on the rp itself and how much I have to go off of!

I'm also PST if that matters at all!

I rp on discord!

Some rules

- I fully welcome double ups and prefer them, if we don't do a double up I prefer playing my oc! I like to try and keep things fair though.

- I play some canon characters and you do too, that way all the pressure of leading a rp isn't put on one person!

- I enjoy discussing plots, if you have any in mind or even some ideas, I'd love to brainstorm them with you!

-No one liners, at least 2-3 paragraphs the very least, I need something to work with!

- I'd like you to be 18 or older if you contact me, due to the fact that I'm 19, I'm not comfortable RPing with minors! Sorry!

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Just a few more things!

My oc is within the port mafia, I have her in a doc, I’ll be shipping her with Dazai as such looking for someone to play him obv. I’m willing to play anyone, outside of Mori romance wise, a side character is fine for story/plot if you prefer me to do so, or visa versa. I’m not comfortable with any farther than that though, as he’s knowingly a creep.

I'm looking for someone who can play an Dazai against Salem, my oc!

I have the most experience with Kunikida or Chuuya, but I’m willing to give my hand a try on anyone else! Atsushi, Akutugawa, Gin, Ranpo, etc. ^^

I’m at the middle of season 4 I believe? Where it covers Yosano’s past to give an idea of where I’m at, I have yet to continue after that though. I don’t mind spoilers but I won’t spoil if you don’t want me to.

Dm via discord if you’re interested as messages don’t work here for me! My discord: x__buzz__x

[alysonsmandwes]

Tener un ship OC X Canon es más divertido y menos vergonzoso de lo que parece. Lo recomiendo mucho 💕✨

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Chapter 54 - Happy Reunion, Loud Barks

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Characters: Strange (Friend's OC), Rio (Friend's OC), Luna (Friend's OC) Annette 'Ann' Dorste-Hülshoff (OC), Chuuya Nakahara, Osamu Dazai, Doppo Kunikida

Words: 2,278

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They knew that this was a sudden request. They even knew that it was a little risky if not suspicious. Yet they had no other choice. All Ann had asked Nakahra–San was to ‘come along’. They did not explain themself, knowing what it may cause if they did. So all he did was follow along, the dog duo right behind. And Ann could feel how Rio was glaring at them. He didn’t even need to bark to have them on edge for a moment. For a second they thought that he would bite them even. They had to assure said dog that this was not terrible and that he would get his answer soon enough. 

Though they had a sudden halt when Nakahara–San came to realize where they went. “Wait, ain’t that–”

“Just come along without a word. Please?” They interrupted him. They knew that it was a little risky, letting someone from the Port Mafia enter premises belonging to the Armed Detective Agency. But it couldn’t be helped now. “You won’t be spotted. But if so I’ll explain it and take the blame.”

They got him to agree, though only begrudgingly. He clearly didn’t want to be there and it was understandable. It was going to be a little awkward. But he didn’t have much of a choice, did he? Best case scenario they would not run into anyone and things would pass without any complications. However, it was never that easy. Of course it wasn’t. It was complicated… Even more when seeing who Strange was talking to… Again. But it may as well have been expected.

A quick knock before the door opened, Ann saying: “Pardon the intrusion.” 

And just as quickly a head shot back, right to the door. It was Dazai who had at first a beaming smile on his face. “Ann–Chan! Come right—” He was about to say yet his face lost the smile pretty much right away when taking in the sight surrounding him. He looked far from pleased and ‘sour’ wasn't even coming close to describe the mood he was displaying. His tone was harsh and almost hostile, his voice close to hissing once he continued speaking. “As if Chuuya wasn’t already bad enough, there are also two dogs now. Great, just great.” He may as well have added ‘Are you trying to piss me off?’ at the end. Maybe he was about to yet he held it back to not cause even more of a scene.

“I ain’t exactly happy to see your sorryass either.” Nakahara–San scoffed, rolling his eyes while crossing his arms. “Ann, you didn’t say that this involved seeing his ugly mug.”

“That… I didn’t know that he was here at this time.” They explained, though only being able to somewhat keep it together. The air got terrible, they could already tell. It was almost impossible to breathe right in between the two. Actually, they were afraid that this would turn into a battlefield one way or another. Always five seconds away from having it break out in some type of fight. They were even glaring at another, forgetting the others inside the room. And they were right in between the sparks which were flying. Not the best position to be in… In fact they were right in the danger zone, about to fear for their life. Things would have probably escalated, though couldn’t as a second later the trio heard the following…

“My babies! I missed you so much!” A loud relief, making them all turn to the bed. Ole was positioned on the ground, having jumped off and looking up. One would expect him to meow loudly yet here he was, eyeing it with visible happiness in his big, round, green eyes. And when looking up one could see Strange on the infirmary bed, being swatted by the two dogs in an instant. The two didn’t hold anything back, not even Rio. Perhaps he was too caught up in the moment to even consider anything else and forgetting himself and his ‘reputation’ in the process. Yet it also felt natural, to say the least and Ann couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight overall. Hit the nail on the head here. 

“Whaddya mean your babies!?” Of course Nakahara–San had to ask yet he didn’t sound too pleased. In fact he had his teeth clenched together for a moment, as if ready to burst at any moment. “First ya leave ‘em alone, now—”

“Chuuya, calm down. It wasn’t his fault.” Dazai interrupted, his voice calmer overall, a little more serious sounding… Even if glancing over at him showed that he was trying hard to not do anything drastic. After all, he was a little too close to the dogs, given that he was sitting right at Strange’s infirmary bed. 

“The fuck you mean it wasn’t his fault!? I’ll let you—”

“He was taken somewhere against his will. The situation was out of his control.”

This seemed to have gotten to Nakahara–San, calming him at least enough to overthink his words for a moment. Luckily Strange was too busy with the two dogs, petting and talking to them with a big grin on his face. Best to keep him busy for the time being. “He’s been kidnapped?”

Dazai only nodded though didn’t elaborate further. Not like there was any need to explain it any further. Even though it missed the part where it said that Strange was also ‘experimented on’ yet was that even necessary to add to this situation? Besides, it was best to not bring it back up. 

The Port Mafia executive rubbed his head, despite his own hat being in the way, sighing. “Alright, sorry for jumpin’ to conclusions or something.”

“Don’t tell me you took care of those… Dogs…” Oh Dazai was trying so hard to not refer to the duo as ‘things’ right now, wasn’t he? 

“ ‘course I did. Someone had to step up.”

“Oh, so they’re spoiled brats now~” And a shift in tone all of a sudden, a little more high pitched, just when he was not being serious. Though it had a provoking undertone to it.

“Shut up! I know how to take care of dogs! Besides… I… Had Ann help me!” There was hesitance in his voice yet Nakahara–San had said it anyway, leaving the one in question a little shocked. Talk about being thrown under the bus!

And it seemed that the other guy was not too pleased hearing that. One could see his face grimacing yet again. It was as if that thought… Didn’t sit right with him for some reason? “Lucky you…” 

“Do you two always need to fight within a close distance?” Ann finally decided to ask as they looked between the two, only to receive a huff from both ends as well as an exchange of glares. That said it all… “Nevermind I asked.”

However, before anyone could say another word another knock was at the door, making Nakahra–San go all stiff and Ann themself all pale. Dazai on the other hand kicked back on the chair he was sitting on, arms behind his head and one leg over the other. “Who is it?” He even asked, sounding unbothered.

It made the executive face Ann in one go, his face saying it all. ‘Shit! You said to not worry ‘bout it!’

It was their fault, yes, though they pointed to the bed gesturing to it. He looked at them for a moment yet there was no choice. It went quick, the guy disappearing right beneath it before the door opened, just in time as someone entered. “Dazai, we need to—” Yet the silence kicked in pretty much right away. Needless to say everything was full right now. Yet all this person saw was Ann, Dazai, Strange, Ole on the ground and the two dogs on the bed, last two unbothered by whoever entered

“Ah, Kunikida–Kun, hello~” A simple greeting and mood shift from earlier on Dazai’s end, his smile appearing again. 

Needless to say, the other man’s glasses nearly fell off upon the sight and he had to readjust them quickly. All while trying not to be too loud. “What’s going on in here?”

“What do you mean? Nothing at all, right~?” Knowingly the male brunette faced Ann, looking at them with some expectation beside the smile. He just had to put them on the spot, didn’t he?

“Y… Yeah. It’s nothing Kunikida–San.” They agreed, trying to keep calm and just play along.

“Then why are dogs in here? Was that Dazai’s doing?”

“Ey! Are you trying to offend me!? You know I don’t like dogs!”

“Right right… The dogs have to—”

“They’re not just dogs! They have names!” Strange suddenly chimed in, getting everyone’s attention. Maybe even Nakahra–San’s yet this one had to be quiet. “His name is Rio and her name is… Er… Uhm… Luna! It’s Luna!” Did he just come up with it on the spot? Although, looking at the cheerful one of the dog duo she didn’t seem to mind so whate— Wait she!? Strange could tell so easily!? 

“What are you kid? Their owner?” Kunikida asked.

“No! Their father!” Strange shot back, sounding surprisingly insistent. He seemed to really care for the two, didn’t he? Well, Ann understood. They would say something similar to Ole. The cat was no pet to them but rather a full family member.

“R… Right… Just make sure that they aren’t going to make a mess kid.” It seemed that Kunikida knew when he was defeated in this instance. So he decided to leave it at that. He then turned his attention to Dazai for a moment, eyeing him directly. “It’s not going to be my responsibility anyways.”

“Eh? What do you mean?” The other guy asked, not sounding too pleased hearing that. “They’re not my dogs either!”

“Yes, they aren’t. But they’re part of your responsibility.”

“My what? Kunikida–Kun, what are you heading at?”

“Well, I discussed it through with the President while you were busy entertaining the boy.”

“Discuss what?”

“What we’re going to do with him. We can’t just let him leave unoccupied.”

Dazai rose an eyebrow at that. “You sure? He’s doing fine.”

Kunikida however shook his head. “You know exactly what I mean. Don’t play dumb.”

“Yes yes. I didn’t forget. You’re going to play his babysitter?”

“No. He’s your responsibility. Given how well you two get along…” Kunikida then looked between Strange and Dazai for a moment, far from thrilled. Had he heard their conversations before or something? Not like Ann couldn’t understand… It was sure something. “A little too well may I add.”

“Eeh? I have to do more work? You’re cruel!” And here was the childish complained, accompanied with a pout.

“Get used to it! Make yourself useful for once!”

“I don’t really have a choice…” 

“Wait… Does that mean that I live with Captain?” Strange asked, a little confused, tilting his head even. And so did Rio and Luna, perfectly in sync. 

“I’ll leave that—”

“Absolutely not!” Dazai interrupted before Kunikida could say something. He didn’t like being in the same space as a dog, did he? “Nothing personal. It’d just be too crowded. You know I got Ann–Chan living there. And Ole too.”

“You live with Kitty!? I wanna live with Kitty too! Please please please!?”

“No! It’d be way too crowded anyways!”

“But—”

“Sadly Dazai is right about that… For once…” Ann decided to interrupt the flow of the conversation finally, unable to listen to it. Yet they glared at Dazai for a moment, knowing why he was so much against it. “There’s not enough space for all of us. Dazai and I basically have to squeeze ourselves in there with Ole.”

It only made Ole glare up at Ann for a moment. He didn’t even need to speak, they knew that face… ‘I’m taking up the least space out of us!? Also your amount of plushies Neesan!’ Yet they decided to ignore that part… He isn’t exactly wrong… As for Strange, he pouted for a moment, not liking to hear that. Looks like he already grew fond of the cat at least… 

“Oh right. The apartment next door is free.” Dazai was suddenly bringing up. “If I gotta keep an eye on you, you could live there for a while.”

“Isn’t that usually meant for members of the Agency?” Ann asked, only to receive a sudden chuckle in response and then a sly remark right after.

“Oh! So I gotta kick you out then~”

“As if you could pay the rent on your own if you did.”

“Right right. Anyways, as you can see Strange, it’s completely fine~ Right?” He then eyed Kunikida, this one just wishing for this to be over yet sighed right after.

“Fine. He’d be within reach I guess…”

“Then it’s settled! Welcome to the neighborhood~!” Dazai then added with a smile at the end, though that faded away when looking at the dogs who were eyeing him as well. Rio huffed silently yet Luna… She seemed excited, not even hiding her wagging tail at that point. “And both of you too… I guess…”

And that’s how Strange ended up at this place. Not an exact member of the Agency yet under Dazai’s supervision for the time being.

Oh, and as for Nakahara–San beneath the bed the entire time… Ann had a look as soon as Kunikida had left. And needless to say… Once crawling out he sure had some complaints directed towards Dazai. But it was just the regular arguing between the two.

However, things worked out in the end, and that was all that matters.

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If it's okay can I please ask for him with kianna komori

But how would he be in a romantic relationship with her like NSFW and sfw

Sorry it's been awhile since we've talked I thought your account was deactivated

yup no problem ^^ and no worries

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Atsushi Nakajima x Kianna Komori

How be would be in a relationship with her

Warings: Sumt,Fluff,suicide talk (cough cough dazai osamu cough cough) let me know if I missed any

Characters: Atsushi Nakajima,Dazai Osamu,Kunikida Doppo

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Romantic:

it was honestly a normal day at work Dazai talking about suicide Kunikida hitting Dazai while Kianna was there at work Atsushi accidentally slept through his alarm and yea he was running to work when he got there Kianna was watching Kunikida hit Dazai and Dazai got flown to Kianna and Atsushi pulled her to him and hugged her while Dazai fell on the floor Kunikida forgot that Atsushi was late and everyone got back to work and after work Atsushi and Kianna went on a date he got her a whole bunch of things she didn't even ask for it was actually funny if you saw it he even helped carry everything almost falling so many times he got to her apartment of the work place and helped put everything away he would honestly give her so many things and kiss her a lot and give her a lot of love

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Sfw/Safe For Work:

it was honestly a normal day at work Dazai talking about suicide Kunikida hitting Dazai while Kianna was there at work Atsushi accidentally slept through his alarm and yea he was running to work when he got there Kianna was watching Kunikida hit Dazai amd Dazai got flown to Kianna and Atsushi pulled her to him and hugged her while Dazai fell on the floor Kunikida forgot that Atsushi was late and everyone got back to work during work Atsushi would kiss Kianna a few times when he had the time and he would buy her a lot of things to if she was scared he'll keep her safe

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Nsfw: Not Safe For Work

it was honestly a normal day at work Dazai talking about suicide Kunikida hitting Dazai while Kianna was there at work Atsushi accidentally slept through his alarm and yea he was running to work when he got there Kianna was watching Kunikida hit Dazai amd Dazai got flown to Kianna and Atsushi pulled her to him and hugged her while Dazai fell on the floor Kunikida forgot that Atsushi was late and everyone got back to work and after work Atsushi would spend most of his time with Kianna and make sure when they did it that he wouldn't hurt her or do anything she didn't like

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Yes I did copy the first part also sorry for it being sort just didn't known what to type ^^ sorry it took so long to post also sorry if some words are messed up I type really fast so

[imagineanime2022]

Fuyuko and Kunikida Headcannon

A look at the relationship between Anon's OC and Kunikida.

Requested: Anon

Request: Original Request

📓 Fuyuko and Kunikida did not see eye to eye but that didn’t mean that they fought all the time. Fuyuko was more likely to shut down when in the same room as him, which often made her seem more menacing to him and others. 📓 That being said, if they have to work together at any point, she’s going to take his opinion into account because she respects it. Kunikida is an honest and reliable individual; his plans will never involve sacrificing anyone except for himself. Fuyuko will put a stop to that when she catches on though the plan is ruined or not. 📓 They both seem to share mutual understanding for the love of their bosses and while they will never follow the same boss or change sides they never mock the other for where their love and faith lies. 📓 Kunikida often brings out Fuyuko’s more abrasive side, his harsh with his words and for some reason that makes her defensive and she is definitely a lot more harsh with him then she is with anyone else especially considering her usual soft spoken or completely silent demeanour. 📓 When working together became more frequent, Fuyuko developed a habit of teasing to cheer him up, it did help, it showed off a more human side which in turn allowed Kunikida to drop his defences slightly, he now treat a little like he treats Dazai, a nuisance in his opinion. 📓 Kunikida would often get his own back by commenting on Fuyuko’s makeup, in most cases really just means to tell her that she’s pretty enough without it but it always seems to come out as more of teasing comment and he just allows her to take as she sees fit. 📓 Fukuyo will disagree with the way that Kunikida treats the Port Mafia for obvious reasons though she will only ever step in if he intends to kill them or send them to the police. Anything else is treated like a learning experience for all involved. The first time that this happened she didn’t talk to him for months and avoided working with him in any capacity. 📓 Fukuyo knows that Kunikida can hold his own in a fight but she still gets a little put out if he wins their one on one fights together. Kunikida will sometimes catch her mumbling about a new weapon that she wants to commission or is in the process of making herself. 📓 Kunikida will always tell her that smoking will kill her long before the ADA or any other ability user would, Fukuyo never gets angry at the comments because for the most part she knew that it was true, she smoked more than anyone else in the Port Mafia. 📓 They aren’t friends, at the very best they tolerate each other enough that they wouldn’t kill the other just for looking at them, they hold a respect that no one else really understands. They have to have something in common since they are the only people that can work with Dazai on a daily oasis and not get driven completely insane.

Request Here!!

[mistressoftheelderitchwhorehouse]

You and the Shadows That Trail Alongside You Episode 1

Trigger Warnings: Anxiety

Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs

Pairing: Dazai x OC / Chuuya x OC

Notes: Welcome to a deeply personal story. It's just a self insert fic making me, an adult black woman with many a mental health issue, face my demons. If it helps anyone else? Awesome. A name is never used, so it would qualify as a reader insert if you like.

Enjoy

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If I had lived a different life, I think I would have been a Literature major. Actually, I almost was. I wanted to go to school for it out in Atlanta, but that idea was popped the moment it was asked how I would feed myself, if I could make money, and did it translate to skills for when robots inevitably took my job.

Needless to say I went to school for something else.

However, the idea still lingered. Hell, I would argue it expanded as I got older. American literature was fun, English Literature was my first love, and then there was Japanese literature....

I was introduced to it thanks to a friend, and I fucking loved it. Sitting in alher living room, watching this anime called Bungo Stray Dogs, made me fall in love with not just Japanese literature, but the entire written word all over again. With the themes that could be woven with just ink and paper, lessons that could burn your soul, and all in a rather pretty package.

I was more than a bit smitten with the idea.

Literature.

Reading.

Writing.

Maybe I dug a little too deep into my latest hyperfixation. Plunged my hands a bit too far wanting more, more, more. Everyone always joked that my greatest vice was greed, and I always agreed with them without a hint of hesitation. Whether it was money, love, or just hyperfixations I just wanted more.

And now it had called in its debt.

Because how else did one explain waking up in the middle of an unfamiliar city?

I was damn near a hermit. I left my house only on Mondays and Thursdays at the insistance of my friends. Hell, I rarely left my own bedroom.

I stared at the cars that zoomed past on the street only a few feet away from where I sat on a bench. The stench of gasoline was comforting, something that felt familiar and safe. All that was missing was cigarettes and pine.

I tilted my head back and groaned. "Please for the love of christ focus! You're supposed to be getting courage to ask for directions, remember?"

Directions, a lift, even a half hearted shrug would be nice. However, that meant approaching someone, which meant talking to someone, which meant showing off my poor Japanese skills...

I glare at the very clearly Japanese street sign, as if it was the reason I was procrastinating.

"Oh yeah! And remember that one time-"

My head whipped around and I watched a young woman walk down the street with a well to do looking man. Both of them appeared Japanese, and the words that I could understand, more than I swore I studied, came easily enough.

I worried my bottom lip and watched them go further down the road. Then, just as they turned a corner, I finally picked myself up and hurried after them. Concrete warmed my feet, and the cool breeze dried the beginnings of tears as I hurried.

A sharp pain in my shoulder had me stumbling, and I twisted around just to get a brown haired man only inches in front of my face. "Oi!"

I blinked as he said... Honestly, I wasn't sure what he was saying. Either he was trying to sound tough or he didn't care to enunciate, either way he didn't open his mouth enough for me to understand his Japanese.

Probably not realizing I didn’t understand him, or maybe he didn't care, he continued talking. It didn't take a genius to realize he was furious by his tone.

"Hey, lay off Satoshi. It's a civilian for fuck's sake."

The man straightened up and turned around. I took that as an oppertunity to mutter a quick sorry, before sprinting away.

Now to go cry instead of getting directions...

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The sky had dipped into a swirling array of pinks, oranges, and violets. The cold was starting to set in, and my tank top and skirt combo wasn't cutting it anymore.

I leaned against a shop and dug my bare arm against the still warm brick. I still hadn't gotten the courage to speak to anyone. More people had clogged the streets, and that led me to making myself scare in an alley for the past two hours.

Now that most people had dissapeared into bars, taxis, and their homes I had crept out of my anxiety hole with the intention to try again.

"Jesus. Now look, you're sleeping on the streets. Congrats!"

I do my best to ignore my own reflection in the shop window as I push myself off. It wasn’t the first time I'd slept in the elements against my will, but...

I curled my toes and grit my teeth as I looked around. When I spotted something neon at the edge of my vision I nearly twisted my head off to see it properly. Attached to a squat building appeared to be a bar. I darted across the street and stood outside the heavy wood door. If push came to shove I could pretend to be drunk. If push came to shove I could be a dumb gaijin.

It was okay.

It was okay.

I pushed the door open, and not a soul seemed to care. In fact, the only person who seemed to notice my existence was myself.

I sucked in a breath and stepped over the threshold, cold wood making my spine shiver and grilling meat made my mouth water. I made a beeline for the bar, making myself small and avoiding the bodies of the men that crowded the rather plain bar room.

I leaned against the wood bartop and a woman with her hair piled high and a bored expression approached. She looked me up and down once before raising an eyebrow.

"Foreigner, right?" She asked in slow English. "We don't serv American military-"

"I-I'm not!" I said. "Um, I'm just lost. I have no clue where I am."

"You're at Blue Moon Bar."

"N-no... In Japan. I don’t know where in Japan I am."

The woman raised an eyebrow, her gaze stuck on me even as she reached behind her for a beer and slid it down the bar. "In Japan? Are you intoxicated? Did you use drugs?"

"No! I'm defenitely sober. Look, is there an American Embassy nearby?"

I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt a large, callussed hand touch my shoulder. "Lost in this world and seeking company. A feeling I know all too well."

I kept my gaze locked on the woman as I sidestepped away from the hand until I could no longer feel it. "So um, do you have the directions? I can read a map too if you don't want to tell me."

"Lost and learned! What a wonderfully bitter sweet taste. You're like Cantarella used to-Gak!"

I yelp as I knock into the bar, a painful jolt going up my ribs.

"Shit." The bar tender muttered.

"Dazai you stupid, womanaizing, self centered, egotistical, waste of bandages and air!"

"Hey only one of those is actually true!"

I pushed myself off the bar with a quickness I hadn't expressed since middle school. Standing next to me was a tall man that had hair that was a bright blonde. His hands were wrapped around a far too skinny man's neck, seemingly uncaring if this would kill him.

I knew these people.

I had seen them only a few hours ago from the safety of my best friend's couch.

I was screaming about how important character design was.

My friend was laughing at me and agreeing.

I could still taste the maple syrup that I had dumped on my eggs.

"Yokohama." I whispered the words to myself, and wrapped my arms around my middle. "I'm in Yokohama."

I jumped as Dazai was suddenly dumped in front of me, his hair disheveled and his coat hanging off one shoulder. "Now apologize! Can't you see she was uncomfortable?"

"I'm no good at English."

"Of course you're not."

Kunikida clicked his tongue and grabbed Dazai's head and forced him to bow. "My friend apologizes for his behavior. He never meant to make you uncomfortable." He seemed to increase his grip if Dazai's whining was any indicator, and switched to Japanese. "Right?"

"Yeah! Whatever you say!"

"Actually, Mr. Kunikida," The bartender said. "Can you help her? She says she's not with the military, and doesn't even know what city we're in." Her voice lowered, and she too switched to Japanese. "I think she might be one of the Port Mafia's red light girls."

I knew my face had to be as red as the district she spoke about. I twisted on my heel and I started to walk away. Whether from ebaressment or self preservation I could analyze in the safety of a dumpster-

"Ma~tte."

I stopped dead and stared at my bare feet. All it did was earn a chuckle that made me want to burrow into the wood and curl into subflooring.

"Well now," A pair of scuffed brown shoes appeared in front of my feet, and when I looked up, I was gazing into the amused face of Osamu Dazai himself. "Looks like this one does know Japanese. Right, Cantarella?"

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Was it a bar or a tea house? I knew the difference intellectually, but the whiskey was making my head swim and I couldn't grapple onto anything that wasn't in my immediate focus.

Like the men in front of me.

"And you're sure you don't remember being on that side of town?" Kunikida asked.

I looked up from my glass, the ball shaped ice cube no longer interesting. "I mean probably not? I suck at remembering directions. I got lost in my elementary school every year after summer vacation!"

"Awe, what a shame." Dazai reached for the whiskey glass, and I snatched it back. "You gave it to me."

"I did."

"So it's mine."

"Of course! I just didn't realize you were such a light weight."

Kunikida sighed and I swore he called us both children. I swallowed the words behind my teeth, and directed my gaze from Dazai's unamused expression to Kunikida's exhausted one.

"The embassy or whatever is probably closed, yeah? Fuckin the worst."

"And now she talks like a deliquent."

"I'd be impressed if she could say anything coherent at all." Kunikida snapped. "Look, it's clear she doesn't know anything about the Port Mafia. Let's drop her off with the police and go look for that tiger."

The tiger?

Wait.

Episode one? Wasn't Kat and I on episode whatever of season four? Didn't whatever God, demon, alien that sent me here know that much?

"Maybe you're right. Damn, and to think we could have cracked something before Ranpo."

"Not in your dreams." Kunikida said as he stood up. "Come on, Miss. Let's get you to the police."

"The river."

Kunikida raised an eyebrow. "What?"

I dropped my gaze back to my whiskey when I felt both of their stares against my skin. It was probably a rule or something, right? You didn't say anything to influence the plot. You didn't insert yourself in the plot. Fanfiction or issekai or whatever 101.

But...

It wouldn't hurt, right?

Just this once to do something like this.

To be more than just me?

I giggled at that, a snorting sound that I had hated since I was a teenager. "Oh god, I'm stupid. So stupid."

"Miss?"

I look up at them both, the grip on my glass so tight my fingers were going numb. "A tiger, right? I saw something near the river."

The detectives looked at each other, before Kunikida snatched the glass away and hauled me up. "Well, looks like we got something useful out of this exchange afterall."

"Huh?"

Dazai knocked the glass back with ease before grinning at me with a smile that was far too sharp to be normal. "We got ourselves a witness."

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Translation Notes:

Matte: It can meet wait or stop in Japanese.

Cantarella: A sweet tasting poison said to be used by a certain family back in ye olden days.

[senaraski]

I don’t like calls.. come see me in person 😒

[nouveauxamoris]

world’s worst polycule! 😁👍🏽

this is by far the funniest selfship dynamic i could’ve ever possibly come up w. this started out as a simple kunikidazai queer platonic partners hc and has slowly evolved into something much more chaotic.

rbs appreciated!

[bsdw-ccraccs]

part 1 -> part 2 -> part 3 -> part 4 -> part 5*

He knows when They need

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Chapter 5 Song:  Bite ‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - -୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

The following morning, in the Ada Building

Sitting in the office, behind Yosano and Naomi, Aeris listens to the news, looking behind him at the sound of heavy steps.

“Hey, did you hear what happened?” Kunikida, a tall blond with a rat tail asks.

“Yeah, it’s on the news.” Dazai replies.

“As we reported earlier, a seven story building has completely vanished overnight” The tv showed a missing building “according to one of our sources, the building was used to house a front company for the notorious Port Mafia while details surrounding…”

Aeris’s attention was taken away from the news as Kunikida starts speaking, keeping his eyes on the news. “So this is the message.”

“No one’s seen Kenji since yesterday,” Jun’ichiro looks over at Kunikida, Dazai bringing his hand up to his chin. “I’m really starting to worry about him now…” Jun’ichiro was holding Kenji’s straw hat close to him, eyebrows raised in worry.

“So they’ll get rid of anyone whether it’s us or the Port Mafia…” Dazai explains the situation slightly as Naomi and Yosano turn around in their chairs, Aeris still facing the TV. 

“Jun’ichiro, I don’t want you out there on your own,” Kunikida tells him, pointing behind him at Atsushi, “Work with Atsushi to find Kenji. Dazai, You’ll be with me, we’ll consult the president.” Kunikida turns towards Atsushi fully “We don’t know what kind of power they have,” Aeris turns around to say something but isn’t able to intercept in time. 

“If you encounter them, retreat immediately.”

“Right!” Atsushi agrees, turning around with Jun’ichiro walking right behind him. Naomi stands up and knocks Aeris’s arm with her elbow, sitting him down in her seat as she leaves, holding onto her brother, exclaiming something about her having to go with her big brother. Aeris sighs and shakes his head before opening her computer.

Yosano looks at him, wanting to know what the new kid will do. 

“Sir Kunikida, I apologize for not speaking up earlier, but I believe I know some of the Guild’s abilities,” Aeris raises his hand, Kunikida and Dazai turning around to look at him.

“You do? How?” Kunikida asks, eyes widening and eyebrows scrunching closer in confusion.

“Yes, I do,” Aeris nods, looking down at the open computer, typing something quickly into the password bar. Naomi hadn’t given him the password but it's quite obvious what it is, getting it wrong the first time, the computer gives him a hint.

-Hint: Junni’s and I’s birthday-

‘It’s a password, not a pin, does it join their names, or birthdates by letter?’ Aeris huffs.

He gets it wrong again, and another hint.

-Hint: Has both of our names-

‘Perfect’ Aeris nods to himself, ignoring how Dazai stands behind him, watching him go into the computer successfully.

“What was the password?”

“You don’t want to know,” Aeris sighs as he continues to go through the computer, quickly typing as he gets some small facts of the guild. Looking over to Yosano, he asks for a paper and pen with a small smile. 

Quickly writing down some facts about the stronger individuals of the guild, like the leader of the guild’s ability and so on. The black and green screen gives the boy the information needed to write down. 

“Here,” Aeris quickly finishes the info dump on the paper, grabbing it and handing it behind him to Dazai, who takes it and reads over it. 

“Sooo… how do you know about this?” Kunikida asks again, Dazai giving him the piece of paper.

“A magician doesn’t tell their tricks, it wouldn’t be magic anymore,” Aeris smiles, his dull eyes squinting in mischievousness.”It’s, sadly, too late to warn Atsushi, Jun’ichiro, and Naomi about the power of the guild, but I believe they’ll get through it just fine.”

Kunikida growls lowly, annoyed at the new kid for not giving them this information sooner.

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TimeSkip With Atsushi a crossroad in Yokohama

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“Where did she go?!” Jun’ichiro exclaims, looking around for his dear sister.

“Is… this how they attack?” Atsushi joins in looking around, worried about the school girl.

“I… I didn’t sense that anything was off… Naomi!” Jun’ichiro runs off, taking Atsushi off guard. “Wait! It’s too dangerous!”

Nearby them, an unshaven man in a white cloak whimpers, “Where could you be Elise?” He sighs “Ah, I’m in big trouble now”

“Give her back to me!” Looking around, he sees a specific girl, the dame girl from the Guild. Jun’ichirio runs towards the girl, though he doesn’t hear the ringing of his phone.

“Let’s play a game!” 

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   TimeSkip  In the ADA  In the Main Office

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“We’re too late…” Kunikida grits his teeth, glaring towards the black and pink haired boy, beeping phone tightly held in his hand. “Why didn’t you interrupt me when-”

“It wouldn’t be nice for me to interrupt someone who is superior to me,” Aeris shrugs, continuing to write more things, though without the computer. He was writing facts that he knew about form the Mafia in as much detail as he could.

“That’s different, but in important matters like this-”

“Don’t you have something important to do with Dazai?”

“I-”

“Exactly, you should go.”

Kunikida sighs, eyebrow twitching as he and Dazai leave. Dazai chuckles when they leave, hands intertwining behind his head. “I like that kid.” "Of course you do…” Kunikida shakes his head.

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Back inside the office

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“Actually, how did you get so much information about the Guild and the Port Mafia?” Yosano asks, reading the papers written by Aeris, he has surprisingly good handwriting.

“It’s not that much actually,” Aeris mumbles, Ranpo smiling at him in curiosity “It's just their abilities and a little bit of their pasts.”

“Do you know about us?” Ranpo asks, pouting.

“Of course I do,” Aeris chuckles, leaning back in Naomi’s seat, “I know around 40% of everyone here.”

“Do you know about Dazai's last job?” Yosano asks.

“Yep,” Aeris pops the p, “I actually learnt a lot from hacking into the systems. Shocking, you guys didn’t notice!” He shrugs, huffing. 

“I know more about the other members of the guild and port mafia, but it’s best if we keep that information under wraps, you wouldn’t want to feel soft about the circumstances of the enemy right?”

Aeris closes his eyes, the images of the dead bodies at his school ingrained behind his eyelids makes him instantly open them back up. He sighs, shaking his head before looking at the small stack of papers in front of him, Ranpo smiling at him.

Aeris huffs a laugh before grabbing the pen beside him and reading the information of what he needs to do.

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TimeSkip With Aeris Walking home

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Walking home to the small apartment building, four bags hanging off of his arms. He enters his place after placing down his bags in front of the doors, a small smile on his face. The small boy, who is no longer that small, and mom were still living beside him, the old lady was living on the first floor, and the landlord was still the same nice man that let him stay for free.

“I’m home,” Aeris sings to no one, the place dark and gloomy, a framed picture of his mother and father looking at him. He sighs, taking off his scarf and shoes at the entrance before going straight to the bathroom, taking off his clothes, placing his toothbrush in his mouth as he turns on the shower. As he waits for the water to turn warm, he brushes his teeth, and places his clothes near the washing machine. Spitting out the blue paste, he gets ready to go inside the shower, washing his hair and body in relaxation, coming out, and changing into his pajamas,

 He comes out of the bathroom, walking towards the door, making sure he locks it, before looking into what was his parent’s bedroom. 

It stills looks the same, the room has two futons next to each other, two closets opposite of each other, and a vanity. It used to be more full, but when his mother died, the lady helped take out her stuff from her room, and even kept some jewelry for herself with the permission of Aeris. It made him happy for something so beautiful to be enjoyed by another person.

Aeris closes the door, looking into the fridge, he wasn’t hungry, but he just felt the need to check. He closes the fridge and goes to his room again. Finally laying down in his futon, he closes his eyes, the images of his mother’s crushed head turned into the mangled bodies of the students and the ripped open stomach of the teacher before it disappeared. 

Sleep wasn’t coming so easily, so he kept his eyes closed and thought.

He knew he was adopted, and he was happy, adopted by a nice couple after his biological parents left him in Japan, he was ten by then. He didn’t want to change his last name, he had gotten attached to it, but he will alway consider the man his father, and the woman his mother. They taught him so much in such a short time. How to read, write, and speak in japanese, how to be polite to elders and enrolled him into a japanese highschool when he turned of age. 

He didn’t have many friends, no one wanted to talk to him, and those who did were considered weird. 

He huffs, remembering the time a boy tried to spill milk over him, but Aeris knew that was coming. They didn’t believe that he could understand Japanese, so when the time came and the open carton of milk was over his head, he abruptly stood up, head hitting the boy's hand and making the milk go over the bully instead of the victim. 

He remembers the laughter and the twitching eye of the bully as he shook from the cold drink. Aeris had turned around to ‘apologize’ and act innocent. He succeeded, and from then he decided to eat in another place in the school, taking the time to make himself a bento when his mother couldn’t make it for him.

A tear passes through the closed eyelid as he slowly falls asleep.

Just what will tomorrow come up with?