#no more dazai never did anything wrong </3 or he only did what he did bcz he was in mafia </3 posts

[evilkaeya]

Personally I don't think Dazai would appreciate us saying "he didn't do anything wrong ever!" about him. He worked hard on those crimes you know.

[nakahras]

᯽ they forget valentine’s day • multi

synopsis • dazai is an oblivious and dramatic fool. chuuya is a wounded puppy that needs to relax

warnings • dazai (he needs his own warning yes), i’m not sure this even has cursing, anxiety, alcohol, drunk chuuya bc he’s a lightweight, reader is a civilian, fem!reader

wc • 2.8k

a/n • happy valentine’s day, lil birdies <3

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dazai:

you’d been pouty all week. giving him short responses both verbally and through texts. on day 3 he plucked up the courage to ask but you were short with him once again.

“i’m fine, osamu.”

you were lying to him. you never called him by his full first name, never called him “osamu.” it was always “‘samu” or “baby.” he tried his best to get it out of you a couple more times that day before letting out a huff of defeat at his desk. he was usually able to avoid his paperwork by distracting you but this week has been excruciating for him. you were “too busy” with paperwork. when had you ever been too busy for dazai? it just didn’t make sense.

you were lying and he knew you were.

on day 4, you were both dispatched on a mission together. it was just a standard patrol. something you have done a million times before and usually use it as an excuse to goof off and make a date out of it. this time, however, you apparently took it very seriously. you wouldn’t even let dazai hold your hand. dazai was wounded at this point. his chest felt heavy in the worst way possible.

even worse you started referring to him as dazai. he thinks he would prefer osamu over dazai.

“bella, why are you treating me like a mere colleague. i’m your boyfriend. shouldn’t i be able to hold your hand?”

he’s pouting, you can hear it in his voice but you refuse to acknowledge it. “we’re on assignment, dazai.”

“‘samu. ‘s ‘samu, not dazai. what did i do to deserve this injustice?” the pressure in his chest grows as you continue to look forward, straight faced.

you let out a sigh. “if you don’t know what you did -- or didn’t do -- i don’t know what to tell you.”

dazai spends the rest of that assignment wracking his head over things he specifically avoided doing.

on day 5 he started to actually sweat a little bit because of your increasing mistreatment of him. was this how you were ending things with him? he couldn’t for the life of him think of anything he had done wrong, or hadn’t done at all, as of late. he had been on especially good behavior recently. so the only conclusion he could rationally (read: irrationally) come to was that you were sick of him. you couldn’t stand him anymore. you hated him. that was the only possible explanation.

it wasn’t.

on day 6 dazai had lost all hope. he spent his whole day at his desk staring at the ceiling. he was moping and he was aware of it. the whole office was aware of it but no one was indulging him and that was part of the problem. it’s as if everyone was in on it with you. they all knew but no one would give him a hint. traitors. every single one of them were traitors. even his usually sweet protege, atsushi refused to stare dazai in the eye. that’s how he knew they were all keeping it from him.

dazai wholeheartedly believed they were all plotting on his demise.

finally ranpo came to dazai day 7 with a bag full of…heart themed treats? what was he supposed to-- oh. OH!? how could he have missed that it was mid february. he was meant to ask you to be his valentine and now it was day of and he didn’t even have any plans. he didn’t like the idea of ranpo having to bail him out. once he’s connected the dots, dazai bolts straight up. his chair crashing to the floor with a loud thud. he startles everyone in the office, even you look up in shock. he doesn’t say anything just rushes out leaving everyone, especially you, utterly confused.

he comes back an hour later with the biggest stuffed teddy you had ever laid your eyes on and the most gorgeous bouquet of 2 dozen roses. you’re not even sure where dazai got the money to buy them? you desperately hope he didn’t manage to steal them. he struggles his way over to you and gives you his big pleading puppy dog eyes that he knows works every time.

“i’m such a fool! my belladonna, i’ve failed you and i deserve to be shot where i stand. if you were to deny me i would completely understand,” no he wouldn’t. “but would you please be my valentine?”

you try to stay stern with him but you can feel yourself melting under his big brown eyed gaze. you’re conflicted and it shows on your face. “’samu…”

thank god for yosano walking in at that very moment. she is your savior for the second time this week. she looks at dazai incredulously and then just starts crackling. everyone looks at her confused. once she’s composed herself enough, she looks to you.

“please, tell me i get to be the one to break the news to him.” dazai’s brow furrows in confusion as he looks back at you for an answer.

you nod your head and smile relieved. “i haven’t told him yet….”

“told me what? what am i missing? why are you two being so cryptic?” dazai is whining now. he’s only slightly nervous that you have yet to give him a response, surely you won’t say no to him, right?

wrong.

“this sweet little angel agreed to be my valentine yesterday.” yosano announces proudly while wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

it’s comical, the way dazai’s jaw drops. he let’s out a dramatic gasp. “yosano i thought we were friends. you would steal my bella just like that?!”

“chicks before dicks, dazai. you slept on my pretty angel for too long.”

dazai tries so hard to be appalled but the shrill and scandalized “yosano” kunikida yelps out makes dazai lose his composure. the brunette takes opportunity in yosano and kunikida bickering to pull you aside. he gives you an earnest look, one so rare that you forget to breathe for a moment.

“are you really going to continue to be yosano’s valentine and not mine?”

curse his shining burnt caramel colored eyes. curse his pathetic shaggy haircut that made his waves frame his face so beautifully. and last of all curse those pouty and perfectly pink lips of his that you’ve denied yourself of for a week now. you want to curse him. you really do. but he is so pretty and you’re so weak to a pretty face.

your fold under his gaze and huff in defeat. he lights up like the radiant star he is. you missed his light, it had been dull the last 7 days. you pout as he brings you into his arms. “thank you for giving me another chance, my bella. i promise to make it up to you.”

“you better, ‘samu.”

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chuuya:

chuuya always worked extra hours. it was normal for him to overwork himself. but lately he felt as though his workload had doubled. he could only delegate so much before he started to feel bad about not doing the work himself. even the paperwork started piling up. after a long 4 days of sleepless nights chuuya has finally managed to clear out every stack of papers that were littering his office.

as if she had a sixth sense for knowing when chuuya was done with his work, kouyou walked in at the most opportune time. “a little birdy told me that you’d finally finished your work. how about we go for drinks to celebrate. it’s still early enough. my little sister should still be in her night class, right? she wouldn’t mind if i stole you for an hour or two, would she?”

“a drink?” chuuya can’t deny that a nice glass of vintage sounds heavenly right now. he hasn’t seen you in 4 days and although he wants nothing more than to hold you in his arms, he has to respect that you’re currently occupied by the one night class you have a week. kouyou was right, you wouldn’t be out until 9pm. it was only a handful of minutes before 7pm.

chuuya nods. “yeah, i could go for a drink.”

he found himself in one of the private rooms of one of the many restaurants kouyou owns. as promised he is sipping at his second glass of wine, heat is starting to settle in his stomach and he knows that soon enough, if he doesn’t pace himself, he’ll be feeling that heat in his head. it always made his mind foggy.

the conversation had lulled but it was a comfortable silence as they both picked at the appetizers kouyou had ordered for the two of them. kouyou takes a bite of and enoki beef roll and sighs in satisfaction. mid chew her eyes widen and she hums as if something just occurred to her. she hovers her hand in front of her mouth starts to chew quicker. a finger is held up by her other hand to indicate that it’ll just be a moment.

kouyou swallows her food intently and looks at chuuya excitedly. “what do you have planned tomorrow for my little sister?”

kouyou gives chuuya an excited smile and expectant look. the problem is…chuuya has no idea what kouyou is talking about. why would he plan something for tomorrow? panic starts to settle at the pit of his stomach. why would he have something planned for tomorrow? did he forget your birthday? anniversary? what even was the date?

kouyous smile drops as she watches visible panic flit across chuuya’s expression. she sighs, feeling a little sorry for bringing it up. she thought maybe chuuya had been working so hard to get everything finished to enjoy the day with you tomorrow. no, he was just being his usual self and overworking himself to exhaustion. evidently he had no idea what tomorrow was.

“chuuya, calm down. it’s only valentine’s day. she’s forgiving. i’m sure she won’t hold it against you if you forget one valentine’s day. even so, you still have time. i’ll make reservations for dinner for you two at my nicest restaurant, the one at the hotel in the business district. i’ll book you a suite to stay the night as well. on me.”

chuuya visibly relaxes but the look on his face is still one of worry. kouyou gives him another expectant look and chuuyas shoulders slump over. he looks like a wounded puppy. she could practically hear the whimpers.

“i didn’t ask her to be my valentine…” chuuya feels ridiculous saying it but he figures if anyone was going to understand it would be kouyou.

kouyou picks up the bottle of wine and tops off chuuya’s now empty wine glass. she doesn’t think he’s noticed in his panic how much he’s had to drink but she’s hoping a little more will relax him. she doesn’t expect him to finish the whole glass, maybe just another sip or two.

kouyou has never been so wrong in her life.

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you get let out early from your night class, something about needing to prepare for tomorrow? whatever that was supposed to mean. perhaps it was a special day for him?

as you’re walking up the stairs to your small apartment you look at the time: 8:23pm. you had expected to take the train home but one of your friends offered to give you a lift home. so you were home earlier than expected and you were so appreciative of it. it’s been a long week and you just want to relax.

you shot chuuya a text when you got out. you felt a little guilty for not being able to talk to him more the last 5 or so days. you’d been busy with starting up clinicals and of course having mock patient evaluations and notes due the same day. but you were finally settled and just so happened to have the next 2 days completely free.

you check your messages and see that the message is marked as read but chuuya never replied. you don’t have much time to worry about it though because the second you’re rounding the corner you see -- is that two? yes, it is. you see two familiar heads of ginger hair standing outside of your apartment door. your brows furrow as you get closer and notice your boyfriend is leaning on kouyou for support. his face is abnormally red; it's almost comical.

you clear your throat and kouyou looks up from struggling to keep her own balance. she gives you an apologetic smile. “sorry to dump him on you, sunshine, but he refused to go home after he got your text. i had no choice but to bring him here.”

chuuya seems to have enough consciousness to realize that kouyou is talking to someone. he finally looks up and squints at your for a moment before his eyes light up in recognition. he whispers your name under his breath and gets this adorably determined expression on his face. oh god, he and kouyou must have just came from having drinks. he’s surprisingly stable on his feet still, only stumbles over his feet twice before he’s standing in front of you, examining your face intently, as if he's looking for something that’s clearly not there.

“did kouyou feed you too much wine again, baby?” you let out a small giggle and chuuya swears he could cry over how much he missed you these last few days.

“...yeah. she did. drank too much wine. ‘was good though.” his sentences are short and words are slurred. you think if his speech wasn’t slightly broken, he would definitely be slurring more.

you peer over at kouyou and smile at her appreciatively. “thank you for getting him to me safely, kouyou. are you gonna be alright getting home?”

she waves her hand at you dismissively. “he insisted. i have my driver with me. you two lovebirds have a good night and enjoy your date tomorrow~”

just like that, kouyou leaves you confused. before you’re able to process her words and form a question she’s already made her way around the corner and out of sight. you look at chuuya for an answer instead. his eyebrows are furrowed and he’s examining your face once again. you begin to feel self conscious and pat at your face.

“what? what is it? also… what was kouyou talking about? what date? are you taking me somewhere tomorrow?” you know you might be asking too many questions for chuuya’s muddled brain right now but you’re far too confused to care.

chuuya huffs as if remembering something distasteful. his mouth turns down in a frown and he does something he rarely would sober. his hands find your waist and he pulls you into him with his ability. you make a small squeak of surprise as you practically crash into his chest. your palms placed o his chest to brace yourself. you notice chuuya is uncommonly stable for his state and chalk it up to his ability being activated. you’re correct of course, his body is illuminated by a red glow -- your’s is too.

before you have a chance to ask what in the hell was going on you’re distracted by chuuya’s hands slipping under your scrub top and circling your waist. your breath hitches at the intimate touch. his head drops to your shoulder and he breathes you in. the breath is immediately followed by a content sigh.

“‘m sorry. i forgot” it’s muffled but you still make it out.

you swallow thickly trying to ignore just how much his touch affects you. “you’re sorry about what? what did you forget?”

“didn’t ask you sooner…” you think maybe he’s lost his mind. it’s the only explanation you have for the nonsense he’s spewing.

you reach over to pry chuuya from your shoulder but it’s no use. you let out a defeated sigh. “ask me now.”

chuuya looks up at that. for the third time in the past ten minutes he’s examining your face. you’re no longer questioning it. you suppose it makes sense. it’s been almost a week since you last saw each other. you can’t deny that you missed him too.

“be my valentine?” you don’t think that you’re seen him this nervous since he asked you out.

your brows furrow for a moment until realization slaps you in the face. your mouth forms a circle as it hits you that today is the thirteenth of february. tomorrow is valentine’s day. guilt seeps into your very core. you had completely forgotten because of how busy with school you were.

you sigh and reach out to hold chuuya’s face. “only if you’re still willing to be mine too since i also forgot that tomorrow is valentine’s day.”

chuuya perks up, it’s akin to an excited puppy. you can’t help the way your heart melts at the sight of his soft expression. you giggle as chuuya brings you in and showers you in kisses. you can’t help but to think that all the hard work you put in and going days without seeing chuuya is all worth it when you finally reunite and get to see him again like this.

[solannn]

i dunno if reqs are still open, if sent at wrong time I'm so so sorry </3 (or if the fandom/anime I'm trying to request is not in ur list) I wanna request headcannons or drabbles aboutt 15!Chuuya (or Dazai, you can choose>_<) x w/ 15-16(?) y/o reader that has the same personality as Kyouko Sakura or maybe Mami Tomoe from puella magi? (Or the same ability) once again if this doesn't make sense i'm deeply sorry— puella magi and bsd has my HEART at the moment p-p

‘‘𝐏𝐔𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈’’

ᥫ᭡ 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐈, ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

⤷ Chuuya, Dazai with someone who’s like mami tomoe & kyouko sakura from puella magi. headcanon, gn reader, ooc for chuuya and non-consistency. Hints of male ( ? )

DAZAI OSAMU ;

( mami tomoe )

• i think, Dazai would be slightly intrigued by you, the first time he met you. You were assigned for a mission for the first, you seemed more experienced in mission than he does.

• It’s a long time since you’ve been paired with someone around your age, you felt lonely after doing mission alone. Mori didn’t want you feel so isolated since you’re so most experimented teen in pm, so after Soukoku’s first mission together he pairs you with Dazai.

• Dazai founded you rather, interesting. You were enough stong to fight on your own, and had a sense of personal justice to help anyone. He never really saw your ability during the mission, he wants to know what’s your ability about.

• he would maybe stubborn around, trying to find what’s special about you, how long you’ve been here, and how did you met Mori. His question was also intrusive to your liking, however you didn’t mind answering It.

"What’s your ability ?" Dazai asked, while playing with his Game console. His curiousity was slowly peaking out after their missions. [Name] rather a calm person, who doesn’t say about themselves much, unless you ask him. The brown haired male groaned as he lost his game, so he slightly looks up gaining back his attention on [Name]. ".., "I can summon percussion-lock rifled muskets, which are weapons or are used as a melee weapon. " You stated, as eyes met Dazai’s. The male in front of him lower his brows faintly. "that’s seems cool if you know how to use it." He admitted, his mouth forming a pout expecting a cooler ability. But, maybe you had cool way to use It. "Silly question, how long have you been here ?" He inquired, suddenly his pouty expression changed to serious one. "Four years ago." You revealed, you have been here, the longest time you could remember. His mouth gapped apart, this long ? "Before, you came here, i felt lonely. Nobody at my age was here to do mission with me." You admitted, your friendless state when you were younger. "ohhh" is the only sound that came out of Dazai’s throat.

Osamu now, appreciate you congratulations !!

CHUUYA NAKAHARA ;

( kyouko sakura )

• Chuuya noticed you, when you were walking around. His eyes always caught yours wherever you are here in pm or outside for a mission.

• Usually, he never saw you inside the pm. So that is why, he doesn’t know much about you. He heard some 'rumors' about you, some were about you fighting with the other members, as if you didn’t careless about them or just you being selfish. Some person said, that he shouldn’t go near you.

• His choose was to confront you, to see if you were as bad as they thought, and won’t hesitate to retaliate if you became aggressive towards him. When he saw you, you were chilling eating [fav food] in peace.

"So, you’re [Name], right ?" He asked you, his step became heavy to your ears, the heels of his boots tapped on the ground as he got closer, he was getting closer to you. "yeah ? Why are you even asking this?" You buntly spoke, eating the bite of your food. You expression was rather calm, you didn’t show any sigh of selfishness or anything, you just enjoyed your time. His brows narrowed faintly, those stupid rumors seems false when he saw you. "Is this about those person, i fight with ? Isn’t it ?" You inquired, looking at him. "Hah, you don’t seems like a bad person huh ?" A grin appears on the corner of his mouth. "ugh, whatever you say." A sweat drop flowed down your forehead, putting you chins on you palm. "I’m not cruel," You spoke, rolling you eyes. "But i’m not nice neither." You sarcastically stated. "Huh ?" A confuse sound came out of Chuuya’s mouth. He had to admitted, both of them resembled each other without meaning to. You were hot-headed, so he is. He’s the type of person would never get along with his partner, Dazai. And You don’t get along with anoyone, but both of you are still reasonable person to talk with. Might a future sign of them getting along, and tries to trust each other, having their sweet spot with each other and them trying to giving each other a will of life and humanity and its not their fault 🙏⁉️

A/N ; HELPP IDK WHAT I WAS TRYING TO DO W CHUUYA HEKP…

[astro-pioneer]

crossfire!

the virus was meant for the leader. why do you have it? 『dazai, kunikida, chuuya, fyodor』 season 3 spoilers!

dazai!

came as a surprise to everyone in the ada

it wasn't unusual for members to be in the face of danger

but for something as specific as this to harm you of all members? strange

it was obviously planned for someone else and yet you were attacked

dazai was not having a good time

it got even worse when he was also hospitalized

Nervousness wasn't a friend of Dazai's; it could be better categorized as a stranger. He never had a reason to be nervous before. You never made him nervous before. But now, not able to protect you in your moment of vulnerability, the horrendous emotion creeped into his mind without warning.

"Man, this sucks," he groaned, head thrown back. He was waiting for his phone to ring with a call from Atsushi. Oh, how he missed getting calls from you after you finished a task outside the office. For now until they take down the virus ability user, he'll have to deal with staring at the candid picture that he set his background.

kunikida!

you knew blood in alleyways was a common occurrence

you also knew to not get involved

but when it's bordering the sidewalk? crazy

he got the call from the hospital in the middle of the day and was like O:

the mafia doesn't know who you are but their connections run deep

he's just hoping everything will be solved before you're in danger

His schedule did not have a 'call from the hospital regarding s/o' event jotted down. It was stressful as he knew that not seeing you would keep you safe, especially when news of Mori also getting the virus reached the detective agency. Him suddenly going to the hospital would immediately put the mafia's sights on every patient there.

For now, he'd need to distract himself with planning on how to get rid of the virus. Both for the safety of Yokohama and the survival of you. All the news he has related to you comes from Haruno; he hopes they'll fix everything before the timer on his watch goes off.

chuuya!

man is willing to protect your unconscious body with his LIFE

anyone who'd willingly think he'd allow his enemy to take the only person he actually likes in the mafia is dumb

he was so paranoid an ada member would come after you that he skipped on going to the hospital

refused to leave your side even when he's needed

not even dazai would risk getting into a fight with him during this time

he promised to help in times of need, anyway

Chuuya kept on ignoring his ringing phone, sharp eyes watching the entire room from your bedside. He already informed Mori that he refused to leave your side. Hell will appear on earth if anything happens to you while he has the power to prevent that. The ringtone was different than the other contacts he had, but not yours.

The caller was persistent. "What?" Chuuya didn't want to be professional or polite with whoever was calling, since it definitely wasn't any of the mafia members. His hand tightened around the body of his phone, the words the person on the other side of the phone was speaking pissing him off. "Ridiculous," he muttered, but loosened his stance. You'll be better soon, guaranteed.

fyodor!

would kill the virus ability user immediately

you and your ability were far more important than this unneeded piece in his plan

sure, the virus ability was also good, but yours was amazing

if it took a while for his subordinates to end him, he'd pretend as if nothing was wrong

there's also the ada and mafia going after the guy as well, and he knows they would not allow their leaders to die

you'll be in tip-top shape to continue in assisting him in his plans in no time

The Russian calmly hummed, the tea he was served brewed just perfectly. His phone was in front of him, three digital monitors playing. The top one showed your vitals, the pulse lowered than before his plan took action. The middle one was his subordinate. His heartbeat was normal and he was seemingly confident. Strange.

Ivan's was at the bottom, erratic. He was panicking, obviously losing. It was a shame the virus ability user wouldn't die at the hands of one of his minions. His interest grew when the middle one changed to anxious. He'll be able to move onto the next step in his plan. Simply perfect.

[truly-a-snitch]

hi!! I just found your blog, and honestly love this already..and I really wanna request! So it is alright if I do? And if I could be called 🧸Anon?

so my request is reader who is super blunt..like will say anything that comes to mind about someone (good or bad) and won’t stop unless pulled away from the scene? And they are super judgmental, doesn’t even try and hide it. Reader will side eye everyone and everything? I was hoping for Dazai, Ranpo, chuuya, and kunikida if that’s alright with you!

reader is so mepilled lowk. hi 🧸 anon !!

WARNINGS: none i dont think :3

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dazai, ranpo, chuuya, and kunikida with a blunt, judgemental s/o

dazai

he thinks its entertaining as hell watching you just speak your mind

like. you straight up have no filter and he loves it

because hes so used to everybody darting around their feelings, acting all nice when he can see in their body language that theyre actually not so cool

but then you came along and you werent like that at all. you just... say what you think. he fucks w that

loves talking shit w you so much. second favorite pasttime other than purposely getting on ppls nerves

unfortunately he does have to pull you away from people, especially because a lot of the people he associates with (or runs into) are. yknow. mafia members.

when its safe to do so, however, he indulges you. he loves to sit with you and just talk about your opinions of other people

over meals especially is his favorite !! he sits next to you on the couch with a takeout container of crab fried rice and listening to you mindlessly bitch about people because they had bad vibes

100% the type to be like nodding along and reacting like "oh shit really ? he said that ? whatd you do. did you hit him with your car ?" ("no") "you should leak his credit card info on reddit"

hes an agent and harbinger of passive chaos what can i say

ranpo

you're literally just like him, if a bit more unfettered. you don't have the same bonds that he does

another fan of your shittalking, he thinks its interesting that you speak your mind !

he loves egging you on especially

ranpo is very similar to dazai in this manner, he likes to lay his head in your lap and play video games while you read the people around you to filth

however where dazai is just sort of There while youre doing it, ranpo actively contributes

he lowk has the best side-eye. like somebody says something sketch and hes just like staring

ranpo cant help but stare at you when ur talking shit which is sort of weird but hes seriously like yes read them to filth honey

he helps you get better at reading people too !!

also he likes that he can get rid of his filter with you and just spitball his thoughts :3 not that he has much of a filter as it is but still

if you get to be too much out in public, he will drag you away from the situation though, if only because hes prioritizing your safety

chuuya

okay. it is very important to remember that chuuya loves you very much.

HOWEVER comma. your little stream of consciousness habit sometimes does grate on him

when it doesn't though. and even when it does actually he does NOT stop you

hes standing there next to you watching the whole situation ready to defend you if somebody tries to get physical (epitome of "say what you want babe i can fight")

he doesnt partake in it himself, but he never stops you. (he supports your rights AND wrongs)

chuuya does like when you talk about dazai though

only if its bad stuff. and only if he gets to talk shit with you

he also has a really good side eye. he doesnt let himself get upset enough to start talking because hes not very good at controlling his volume when he gets mad

if you get yourself in over your head he WILL pick you up and carry you away. no need for his ability either hes goated as we all know

sometimes he does find himself laughing at the things you say. he tries not to. he does. (his laugh is so infectious too)

kunikida

youve seen how he interacts with dazai (or rather how dazai interacts with him)

point is dazai gets on his nerves. we love an annoying bisexual king. you would think he would have a similar attitude towards you but he doesnt !! hes usually on board for your shenanigans

he loves hearing you talk no matter what its about. though he likes when you talk about dazai because its usually how annoying he is

thats usually the only time he joins in to give his two cents

he was a bit taken aback by how blunt you were when you two first met. he probably was already mentally noting which of his relationship ideals you fit and which you didn't (though obviously it doesnt matter now because youre dating him lmao)

you can take the man out of the teaching position but u cannot take the teaching position out of the man when i tell u he LOVES hearing gossip coupled with opinions on said info

plus he gets to hear your ramblings whenever you two are together

the bluntness and lack of filter does catch him off guard on occasion like you say something and he goes PAUSE ?

other than that he likes listening to what you think of HIM because you dont hesitate to point out unhealthy coping mechanisms in him before he accidentally turns them into habits

(plus its a confidence booster when you tell him the things you like)

[faela404]

i saw your requests were open, and i really liked your dazai with a sibling piece so i offer you this, pm dazai with a little sibling? i wonder what he’d act like

ahhh i’m glad you liked it! i added tachihara, i hope that’s okay! <3

pm! dazai & tachihara x gn! younger sibling! reader (platonic !)

☆ checkmate ☆

☆ pm! osamu dazai ☆

☆ honestly, dazai would be more of a distant yet still protective older brother

☆ he wouldn’t go out of his way to make sure you two have a good relationship, in fact he’d push you away

☆ while you two wouldn’t have much communication with each other, you’d still feel safe telling him about any problems in your life

☆ in fact there was one time, a few months before dazai parted from the port mafia, you had just started college/ university

☆ your roommates have all been pretty cool aside from one, he acts extremely inappropriately towards you and no matter what he won’t stop

☆ so in need of a chance to rant about this to someone, you text your brother

☆ you don’t expect much of a response from him, if any at all

☆ and you really don’t get much, just a simple “that sucks” or “i’m busy y/n tell me about it later” (though he still wouldn’t listen later)

☆ your just happy to have finally got it off of your chest

☆ what a coincidence though, only a day later the guy apologises and doesn’t even look at you again!

☆ why does he look so scared though? and oh! is that a bruise around his throat?? it almost looks like someone strangled him.. how peculiar

☆ all in all, pm! dazai wouldn’t be the best when it comes to communication but, he does care and would do anything for you

☆ tachihara michizō ☆

☆ tachihara would definitely want to be a part of your life, in fact he’d probably be more of your best friend than your brother!

☆ he’d come over whenever he could to check on you, whether it be in the morning before he goes to work, or the middle of the night after a particularly hard mission

☆ he just wants to make sure you’re safe, he knows that with his line of work he’s bound to make enemies with some really dangerous people, people who could easily target you to get to him

☆ so because of this he will run background checks on anyone in your life, friends, classmates, partners, the people you walk past on the street, you name them and he can tell you everything about them and their life

☆ he just wants to make sure you’re being as safe as possible, it’s the most important thing to him

☆ luckily no one has targeted you yet, he’s done a pretty damn good job at making sure no one even knows you exist

☆ however, these extensive background checks do come in handy when someone in your life does try to hurt you

☆ recently you had been getting harassed by this shop vendor on your way to the gym in the morning, at first you thought she was being friendly but, over time the comments she made to you started getting way out of hand

☆ she’d make lewd comments about your body or refer to you as “baby” or “darling” it was starting to make you extremely uncomfortable

☆ one day tachihara had come to check on you in the morning like usual, however he had caught you right before you was about to go to the gym so he figured, “hey i’ll walk ya! it’ll be nice”

☆ so thats what he did, he began walking you to the gym, you had hoped that since tachihara was with you, she wouldn’t say anything today

☆ you was completely wrong

☆ she continued her verbal harassment right infront of tachihara

☆ saying he was pissed would be an understatement

☆ i don’t know just how much she appreciated having her entire life story read back to her by a man she didn’t know

☆ but it didnt matter, because after that moment, she never spoke to you again, in fact she had moved her stall to a whole different street

☆ tachihara is definitely a protective brother but, it’s very much appreciated in those kinda moments

a/n - ahhh this was fun! thanks for the request! i was gonna add chuuya too but tbh i couldn’t think of him as an older brother yk-

anyway i hope you enjoyed this and remember to take care of yourself! <3

[dumpster-diving-rat]

Rating bsd characters (ADA) based on how likely I think they are to cheat

Atsushi Nakajima

(I don't really know that much about him like I do with other characters so this is probably not going to be good)

0/10

-I doubt he would ever cheat bc he's been through enough, and you probably helped him with his self loathing

-If he did ever cheat though, he would have extreme guilt, and would tell you right away, apologizing multiple times for what he did

-He's a good person, and I'm sure Atsushi would never cheat, if anything, he would hate himself more if he did

-His eyes are on you, and you only, if you're dating him

9/10 bf, he has his flaws, but he treats you well

Dazai Osamu

6/10 (yikes)

-I love Dazai don't get me wrong, it's just the amount of women that are head over heels for him, makes me feel ify

-He seems like the type of person to probably go to a bar or something, and flirt with a woman, and that leads to other things, one after another

-Would he tell you immediately? I don't think so. I think he would probably tell you after you got suspicious, or after you found out

-His score doesn't mean he will cheat, and that doesn't mean he doesn't love you, I just don't really trust him, and neither should you

-I don't think he'd beg for forgiveness, but he would apologize

-Though, there could be a chance he would manipulate you into going back with him, that is, if he really didn't want you leaving

5/10 bf, he has his moments, but I can't tell you if he'd be the best or not, considering he still has those past problems

Kunikida Doppo

0/10

-It's probably against his ideals to ever hurt the feelings of the one he's dating

-He literally would never, and could never cheat on anyone

-If he were interested in someone else, then he wouldn't cheat, but he would tell you about his feelings, and ask what to do about those feelings, while he most likely still loves you

-If you asked to end things off because of those feelings, he'd understand, but be hurt

-He'd ask if you could reconsider that, because he still loves you, but once your decision was final, he'd understand, and break things off with you

-If you asked for him to leave that person alone and not talk to them, he'd be okay with that, and would do as you ask

-He'd fall out of love with that other person, and would spend time with you to forget about them

-He would 100% tell you immediately if he did act upon his feelings and cheat, and he would apologize multiple times

-I don't think he'd really beg for forgiveness, but he would ask if you could forgive him

10/10 bf, he would let you know about everything, and wouldn't lie, although he probably is incredibly blunt because of it

Ranpo Edogawa

0/10

-I don't see him ever falling in love with another while dating you

-He loves you with his whole heart

-I don't really know what he'd do if he were to cheat, because I just don't see him doing that, although it would make some good angst ngl

-He probably spends most of his time with you, even more so if you worked at the agency with him, so I doubt he'd even have time to cheat, really

9/10 bf, he is a little bit arrogant, but he still loves you, and he may share a little bit of his candy with you

Yosano Akiko

(Again, I don't know that much about her like I do with the others, so this may not be good)

3/10

-I think she is definitely a more flirtatious type, so I feel like she could potentially cheat

-If she were to cheat, she'd probably never tell you, and when you confront her about it, she'd probably wave if off like it was nothing

-She probably thinks what she did was bad, but not horrible, even if it was

-I'm sure she'd love you, it's just, she wouldn't really think about how you would think in the moment

-She's definitely sadistic, so seeing you hurt about what she did probably mad her feel happy if anything, but maybe a little sad too

-I don't think it's highly likely for her to, I just don't think it's entirely unlikely

5/10 gf, very sadistic, you may wake up with a knife about to go into your body with her standing next to you, but hey, she fixes you right up and still loves you

Junichiro Tanizaki

(Again, I don't know much about him like I do with other characters, so this may be bad, or OOC, and I'm sorry if it is)

4/10

-He wouldn't cheat on you with anyone, but then, his sister decided to do what she typically did with Junichiro

-He didn't think it was cheating, because he did it so often before dating you, he thought it was normal

-Ofc he's uncomfortable by it, but he's used to what Naomi does

-You pointed out that it was cheating, and he immediately apologized

-He didn't know it was considered cheating, and he realized what he did was wrong, and that's when he started telling Naomi to stop it, because he was dating you

-He apologized multiple times, and didn't know if he would be forgiven, he told you he loved you, and he didn't know it was wrong

-Never does that ever again, and is 20x more aware of what's going on when Naomi is around him, to make sure he doesn't mess up again

8/10 bf, his relationship with Naomi is weird, but he loves you more than her, and stops that weird stuff with Naomi

Naomi Tanizaki

(Yet again, this may be OOC or bad, because I don't know that much about her like I do with other characters)

7/10 (more than dazai, even more yikes)

-She would cheat on you with Junichiro, no doubt

-She obviously is in love with you, but, she loves her brother too

-You would point it out, and she would, just like Yosano, wave it off

-She's used to what she does with her brother, so she probably did it multiple times honestly

-The best thing to do in this situation is to end off the relationship, or take a break, because I don't know if she'd stop that quick

-After finally stopping because she realized she was in the wrong, she did apologize, mainly expecting forgiveness, because she seems to have a control on Junichiro, so she probably expects you to be the same way

-If I'm being honest, I don't really like Naomi that much, but I'm sure she would still love you, and would calm down her behaviors with her brother (Junichiro can finally breath now that she's not engulfing him in hugs, he's so thankful)

5/10 gf, loves her brother, but loves you too

Fukuzawa Yukichi

(May be OOC or bad bc I don't know him that well, but I know more about him then Naomi and Junichiro, so that's a start ig)

0/10

-I can't see him cheating on anyone, ever

-He cares about people's well-being, and I'm sure he wouldn't do anything to hurt you (unless he did that thing were he yells and literally throws you with his voice lmao)

-He's got a soft spot for you, and definitely treats you well, he has no reason to cheat

-If he were to cheat, he'd apologize, not particularly expecting forgiveness, yet apologizing nonetheless

-I know what I said is practically a reoccurring thing, (sorry for that, I'm kinda stupid and I've never really dated anyone, so I'm doing the best I can here 😭) but I think that he would tell you what he did anyways, and try to make it up to you if you let him

-He loves you very much, he may not say it everyday, but that's okay, he just hopes you know he does

10/10 bf, he's stern and all, but he has a soft spot for cute things, and shows you his love to the best extent he can

Kenji Miyazawa

(Potentially OOC because I don't know everything about him. Also this is platonic love, and not romantic love, the most you do is hold hands and hug, so if I say he loves you, or if I say something about dating him, I mean it like you're platonically dating, not romantically or sexually dating, because that's gross and he's 14. You guys are together as friends, and friends only. Platonic means "of love or friendship, intimate and affectionate but not sexual" for those who don't know)

0/10

-He's too caring to cheat, and he is your best friend, and would never do that to you

-I can't really tell you what I think he'd do, because I just don't think he ever would cheat, and that's just my opinion

-He probably gives you gifts everyday, as a token of your friendship, or of his love for you (as mentioned, platonic love ftlog please do not think of this as a romance kind of thing, I'll sob)

-Everyone in the agency thinks you're so cute together, and loves how you two interact, even if Kenji is naturally this nice to everyone

-You've always gotten along well, and he greets you with a smile every day

10/10 (platonic) bf and best friend, he cares about you so much, and never fails to bright up your day

Kyoka Izumi

(May be OOC. Also, just like Kenji, this is strictly platonic, the most you guys do is hug and hold hands, nothing more, if I mention her loving you, or you guys being together/ dating, I mean it in a platonic way, you guys are together as friends, and friends only. Again, platonic means "of love or friendship, intimate and affectionate but not sexual" for those who don't know)

0/10

-She would never do this, and I could never see her doing this either

-She also cares about you, even if she doesn't make it obvious

-You make her life brighter and better, and she's so thankful you're in her life

-I can't really try and tell you what she'd do if she did cheat, because I could never see her doing it

-She gives you gifts, and hugs, to try and let you know she's always there for you

8/10 (platonic) gf and best friend, she may have had a horrible past, but she's changing, and she'll always show you her care for you, even if she struggles with it

This took incredibly long to make, but I hope you like it nonetheless ♡

[yanderepuck]

We're actually going to bully everyone.

Today's list is: something I hate about every guy bc some of you tend to think I only hate on Arthur.

Aka mainly just saying what I don't like about each guys route and why I wouldn't date them

Napoleon

He gets assigned as your bodyguard and he says that you're a waste of his time. FINE BY ME. BYE. DON'T TALK TO ME.

Mozart

Basically the same thing. "I don't like you. No one wants you here. And you're too loud" well damn bitch do you think anyone wants you here either?

Leonardo

WILL YOU STOP CARRYING ME EVERYWHERE LIKE A FUCKING CHILD. IM GOING TO MAKE THIS EXPERIENCE HORRIBLE FOR THE BOTH OF US. I DO HOLD A GRUDGE. Also....BITE MEEEE

Vincent

What could you hate about him? Honestly he's so positive it's toxic. It's not good to see the bright side of EVERYTHING. He'd sorta invalid negative emotions and be like "well just be happy!"

Theo

There's more than you think. I see you shirtless, and you don't want me to tell anyone about the scar so you make me work with you?? No no no. I'm going to use it as blackmail and you're going to do what I want. It makes no sense having him blackmail you. MEANWHILE YOU BARELY EVEN NOTICE THE SCAR. WTF ARE YOU GOING TO SAY?

Arthur

Do I even need to say. First off, he won't take no for an answer. You sleep around with different women like 3 times a week so I'm assuming you have commitment issues bc it's almost never the same woman. What kind of STDs are in you

Isaac

Please don't treat me like I'm a dumbass when I don't understand you spitting out chemistry formulas. You obviously want to be noticed as the smartest one around

Dazai

There's a lot more wrong than you'd think. Stop talking in fucking riddles. You're depressed? IM DEPRESSED BRO YOU CHOSE TO COME BACK AND LIVE A SECOND TIME SO DO SOMETHING WITH IT.

Jean

Why the FUCK DID YOU BITE ME. And how the FUCK DID YOU NOT GET IN TROUBLE. I WILL BEST YOU WITH YOUR OWN SWORD

Will

You're literally ratting out your 'family' for what??? An idea for a play??? Wtf is it going to be about?? Just move back into the mansion and you'll get plenty of writing content just from what you overhear. Also that notebook??? Now that I'm living here I'm reading the whole thing as if it's a novel

Comte

You're way too much of a dad figure for me to ever fall for you. Stop trying to be mysterious and trying to make a little plan on your head and then never talk about your feelings.

Sebastian

Flick me one more time and I'm going to deck you, you twink. Also reading your notebook like it's a New York Times bestseller. He needs a different hobby other than being a stalker. He's honestly boring. You're from modern times but you never talk about your actual interests

Vlad

First off, you're literally killing your kids. Second, how could you not tell that I'm the one in the painting. It's nearly identical. Also I don't understand your plan at all. Makes almost no sense to me. Go big and kill the humans or go home bud.

Faust

YOU KIDNAPPED ME. DRANK MY BLOOD. THREATENED EVERYONE I LIVED WITH. AND YOURE TRYING TO TELL ME YOU AREN'T A BAD GUY?????

Charles

Babies route isn't out yet therefore he's perfect.

Actually tho: can't say anything about his route but he's giving yandere vibes to the point where he'd probably hurt himself if you told him to bc he loves you so much.

[starlightshadowsworld]

You don't know what I'd do (for you) Part 3

Part 2 Part 1 and the Prequel, Me and the Devil (Walking side by side)

Part 4

(tw for panic attack and well Atsushi survives what should've been his death and thinks he shouldn't have.)

Atsushi knew something was wrong when he gained awareness and could hear beeping. It sounded familiar but he couldn't place exactly what it was.

But that was beside the point, unless the afterlife was in fact taking place on one busy motorway, Atsushi shouldn't be hearing any beeping.

Perhaps it was Fyodor in acting his vengeance from beyond the grave. Atsushi had died while pissing him off and now he would never know peace again.

It definitely felt like the kind of petty shit the Demon would do. But if that was the case, Atsushi's eyes wouldn't be closed now would they?

When Atsushi opened his eyes he expected many things. The two most constant companions in his life, pain and his cage.

He found neither.

Atsushi wasn't in the cage, wasn't in the cell in Fyodor's base. He was laying in a bed in Yosano's infirmary. He should know, he'd been in here more than most.

But that didn't make any sense?

Was he seeing things again?

But that didn't explain why the blanket felt so soft against his skin. His body was heavy, like it was made of lead. All his energy was drained.

But this wasn't like earlier, when he'd been unable to move because of injuries and restraints.

Maybe he was losing it, again and his brain was trying to trick him into thinking he was safe. It didn't sound like his brain but Dazai had been in his cell.

And was currently sat in the corner of this room, so maybe?

'... Wait what?' Atsushi blinked in suprise, looking to the corner of the room. And sure enough, there was his mentor.

Dazai was sitting in a chair reading his Complete Guide to Suicide book. But even from here Atsushi could tell he wasn't paying attention to it.

But that only begged the question, what was Dazai doing here? He'd seen Dazai before, a trick by his drug filled brain when he was scared. So why was Dazai here now?

"Idiot boy" Atsushi flinched, looking away from Dazai to the familiar face of the Headmaster.

The man's face was twisted in its eternal frown, an anger in his eyes that persisted even now. "You can't even put it together can you? You're so pathetic, you couldn't even die properly."

Atsushi froze.

... No...

It was at that moment Atsushi's gaze lowered to look at himself.

He felt his heart stop as the pieces fell into place. He was connected to a heart monitor, that was what was making the beeps.

He wasn't imagining this, was he? Atsushi really was in the Agency's infirmary.

'... But that's impossible..' Thought Atsushi, eyes widening in terror. If he was in the Agency, that means he'd been found.

It means he survived.

Atsushi thought back to earlier, to the moment Fyodor learned the truth.

How Fyodor's frown turned into an amused chuckle. "I see, you never planned on giving me the book after all." Atsushi glared back at him in defiance. "You won't have it. Not you, not anyone else."

The Demon had stood before Atsushi, and clapped for him. "You really are you're mentors protege, aren't you?" Fyodor smirked at him, cold and unwavering.

"The Cannabalism ability may be beyond my reach now... But I have ways of making you give me what I want."

His eyes shone with mirth. "And I assure you, I don't need you alive for it."

That's where Fyodor was wrong. He'd miscalculated and it took everything Atsushi had to keep a straight face.

He couldn't give anything away, and he hadn't. No matter how much pain Fyodor's clown inflicted upon him. Atsushi had bit his lip down so hard but even he couldn't silence his screams.

Something the clown seemed to take amusement with, as did Fyodor himself.

But never did Atsushi beg for his life. Never did Atsushi beg for for the pain to the stop. He didn't at the Orphanage and he wouldn't now.

And never did Atsushi reveal that Fyodor was wrong. That after everything with Shibusawa, the tiger couldn't be seperated from Atsushi because it is him.

Not even in death could seperate them, but Fyodor didn't know that. Atsushi would die and the key to finding the book would die with him.

... But Atsushi was alive...

That had not been part of the plan. Atsushi wasn't supposed to survive. He wasn't supposed to be here.

Atsushi surviving meant that that the book could still be found. It meant that now Fyodor would go after Atsushi personally and his friends would be caught in the crossfire.

He couldn't breathe. He felt like he was going to explode. That his heart was going to burst out of his ribcage. How could he have been so stupid.

"Atsushi!"

The heart monitor was blaring now, having translated his panic for all the world to hear. Dazai was at his side in an instant. The delight at seeing his mentee awake fading into concern.

Dazai supposed it made sense for Atsushi to wake up in a panic, given how they found him. But it didn't make it any better, at least with this he knew how to help.

"Hey Atsushi" Dazai smiles softly at him like Atsushi world wasn't imploding around them. He took in deep breathes in and out and motioned for Atsushi to copy "In and out, you see that?" Atsushi slowly began to copy Dazai, calming down.

Dazai smiled, encouragingly. "There you go, in and out. You're okay, you're safe now." That appeared to be the wrong thing to say as Atsushi shook his head, his eyes blurry with tears.

"I'm not..." Dazai softened, gently running a hand through his hair. "You are, you're here at the Agency. No one can hurt you here." He grins "they'll have to get through all of us."

Dazai wasn't kidding about that either. Kenji was guarding the door with a sullen face and a stop sign. If anyone tried to hurt Atsushi, they'd be spending a lot of time in the hospital.

And if somehow they got past Kenji... Well... Good luck.

Atsushi shook his head again. "Not supposed to be..." He whispered but Dazai hears him clearly. Dazai blinked in suprise, frowning. "What do you mean, Atsushi?"

Atsushi hates that he wants nothing more than to curl up in Dazai's arms and sob.

He hates that his mentor is being so kind to him like Atsushi hasn't ruined everything. Everyone was in danger because of him, why was he being so kind?

It made Atsushi want to scream.

"You shouldn't have come... You shouldn't have come, I was supposed to die." He looks Dazai in the eye, eyes wide in panic and terror begging him to understand.

"You should have left me to die."

Dazai feels like his heart stopped. Sure he remembered Ranpo and Akutugawa saying Atsushi planned a one way trip... But to hear it from him.

He'd failed him. How could he have let Atsushi fall so far? 'I'm going to fix this, if it's the last thing I do.' He thinks, before pulling Atsushi into a hug.

Atsushi freezes, knowing he should wiggle out of it. But he's exhausted, he's scared and Dazai is here... He's really here and there's no small part of Atsushi that isn't so happy to see him.

"Atsushi, I want you to listen to me closely. If I get anything wrong, correct me, okay?" Asks Dazai, his voice light and soft. He waits until Atsushi gives him a small nod before continuing.

"I think you've set yourself up on an impossible task trying to save everyone. And gotten yourself tangled up and scared." He gently runs a hand through Atsushi's hair as he speaks.

"And I know why you did it, but I really wish you didn't. I know you want to take this all on your own. That you blame yourself, but this not a burden you can bare alone. And I'm sorry Atsushi but I've gotten rather attached to you. None of us want to lose you."

And wasn't that the truth, Dazai lost Atsushi for all of a second when his heart stopped. He had Atsushi's bloody hand print on his face, his mentee's last words being to comfort him.

Dazai wasn't going to lose him again.

"Can you let us save you now?"

Atsushi wants to refuse, because he knows it has to be him. He's the guide, he's the one Fyodor's after all. But Atsushi doesn't want to go back there. He's tired, so so tired...And he's drowning but Dazai's here.

He was dying and Dazai, he realises now that Dazai was real. He had saved him abs Atsushi had felt so relieved to see him.

He didn't want to do this alone.

"Okay" Says Atsushi, looking up to face Dazai. His mentor smiles at him, genuinely and kindly. "Good, and I promise you that Fyodor isn't going to get anywhere near you again."

Redemption arc be damned. Dazai would murder that man himself if he ever got near Atsushi.

And somehow that's enough for the tears, the fear and everything else Atsushi's been bottling up since this whole ordeal started, to crumble.

He was safe.

He was safe in the Agency and Dazai was holding him. He wasn't dying, he didn't need too...He was gonna be okay.

And every time Dazai ruffled his hair Atsushi was reminded this was real.

[ryuvnosuke]

using a random word generator for this so,, souheki + ability and/or sskk + agreement <3

sskk + agreement 

This is pointless.

It's a pointless battle, and Atsushi has never been one to fight for no reason. Feeling Rashoumon slicing the air around him and his own blood in his mouth, he wonders why he agreed to this.

After everything they went through, everything lost and everything gained, Atsushi really thought…

As his claw rips into the center of Akutagawa's chest, as the other's blood stains his fur crimson and Rashoumon digs into his side as if seeking retribution or a way out, Atsushi thinks it doesn't matter anymore.

Did it ever matter? It wasn't him who died for the other, but if he is now willing to take the life he died to save, then was it all indifferent? Did it mean nothing?

He doesn't know how they ended up on the ground or why Akutagawa has so much blood on him or what he is doing over him, holding him back.

Akutagawa watches him. He doesn't look particularly angry. Why isn't he angry? He hates to lose, he—

“Do it,” he says, his voice hoarse. The scar on his neck is deep, large; he struggles to wrench his voice to speak. “We had an agreement.”

Atsushi blinks. He realizes he's trembling, but his own body feels so far away.

He rests a hand on Akutagawa's chest. He feels his bones under his skin, and his heart…

Ah. Now he understands.

It's funny, actually. He's never felt less like laughing in his entire life.

“No,” he mutters, shaking his head. “No. I'm not going to do that.”

Akutagawa has the audacity to look offended, but before he can say anything, Atsushi leans over, drops his head on his shoulder and closes his eyes.

souheki + ability

“What does it feel like?”

Ranpo is lying with their legs against the wall, eyes closed, their hair falling back. The fan echoes in the room, but it barely serves to cool the place. Dazai can see the delicate curve of his stomach there where he has pulled up his shirt. He's lost weight, he thinks in the back of his mind.

“What?” he asks, though he already suspects it.

“Having an ability, duh.”

Dazai smiles. He makes his best attempt for the smile to not look strange, as if Ranpo would guess even without looking at him. “You tell me.”

“You're not funny,” Ranpo points out, but he doesn't look offended.

Dazai laughs, but it sounds bitter. He dislikes it. He could make more of an effort to pretend, but in reality, his lack of effort is because it would be in vain to pretend.

He prefers to think that Ranpo's ability to see through him is partially his fault. It makes him feel more secure.

“I think you asked the wrong person.”

Ranpo opens their eyes and moves their head slightly to look at him. “Why?”

He doesn't know how to explain. No Longer Human is the antithesis of abilities. His ability exists only by its absence, by the way that when he uses it there is nothing except, perhaps, cold and emptiness. He knows a lot about cold and emptiness. He knows what it feels like to have human souls at his fingertips just as he knows what it feels like to lack it.

He doesn't know if he has said it all out loud or if his expression has done anything, but Ranpo's eyes are tinged with understanding.

“I see,” he says. He reaches out a hand, brushing the skin of Dazai's arm with his fingers, as if his touch is meant to be some sort of comfort.

Dazai doesn't need comfort. Still, it is pleasant, in a way. The naturalness with which it is given.

[ay-chuu]

Hi! Your bsd prompts are so cute!

Can I request chuuya with one but they are dazai’s little sibling (if possible gender neutral) sorry I just love that prompt <3

Still Human

Pairing: Chuuya x reader/ Dazai (platonic) x Reader

A/N:I also added lots of Dazai! Hope you like it, my dear, I'm giving you a big hug ♥ And you are more cute

Prompt 1: "Wait a minute, are you jealous?"

Siblings are weird, you thought. Because you cannot define your siblinghood.

Your elder brother, Dazai, invited you to Japan even though he didn't want you to. You were normally a high school student studying abroad. The last time you saw your brother… you were about the age of 12. Or so you remember.

Dazai secretly loved you. As the brother of someone like him, he was glad that you found joy in life in small things. But this makes Dazai… jealous. VERY jealous.

And Dazai was scared. If he loves you too much, he was afraid that because everything he loves is gone, you will also go. Maybe you would have left him, or worse, you would have died.

Maybe that's why Dazai was always strict with you. Cruel, without compassion, but still a brother who never did anything to you (how could he...) and did not speak. It's as close to his natural state as possible, but it's so far away.

"I need your help. I need the help of someone with my last name."

He could have called other members of the family. But he called you because you knew that you were the only one in the family who would respect Dazai. His thoughts, what he had done and what he was going to do. Whether you approve or disapprove.

Anyway, that's… it was none of your business, was it? A brother who does nothing but provide you with the opportunity to study abroad, is strict and cruel. Cold and cruel. So… staying as far away as possible is the most logical choice, isn't it? right…

Oh what does it matter, dear! You might agree to help, so you pay your little debt to Dazai and come back to study! You suppose you're not going to fall in love with his partner and light the flame of your bond with your brother, are you?

Oh, idiot. You're a big idiot.

The siblinghood is strange because sometimes it is unidentifiable and it is just there.

Siblinghood is strange, it connects two people in another event that does not concern a person theirself.

Love is strange, the first moment you feel it consists only of the feelings and intuitions of that moment.

When you saw Chuuya for the first time, his eyes were very interested in you. A sweet hazel color mixed with gray. Curly, orange and long hair... he was sweet...

Oh also there was Dazai-

"I want you to go to that bar and get that document using your name. If I take it, I'm open to being followed." After your brother's cold words, you just looked into his eyes. You didn't react. You didn't say anything directly. You've thought about what you're going to say. It was a quiet moment between the two of you.

There was someone watching this quiet moment though. Chuuya maintained his professionalism and did not react in any way. Although inwardly he was surprised that that bandaged bastard had a sibling and treated them so coldly and rudely. But well... he likes you. like you do Was it right or wrong? He didn't care, he just really liked you and your fearless eyes on Dazai, the way you behaved.

"If I do this, will my debt to you be paid? And will you prevent any trouble from happening to me?" you said, quietly looking at your brother. Dazai just gathered his hands on his chest and shook his head. No smile, no sneer - he doesn't have the audacity to do it- just a cold -and faintly cowardly-look.

"Good." And with that, you walked into that bar without a care at all. You got your work done and got out as fast as you could. You put documents in your brother's hands. "I want a plane ticket as soon as possible." you said and walked to your brother's car without caring at all. Dazai then looked at you with a slight shock. He didn't know what to wait. But for some reason... Why, he hoped you'd be kinder to him, because he... because he missed you. Because he secretly wanted to preserve his devotion to the only person in the family who understood him.

Later, when he caught Chuuya's look at him, he quickly changed his behavior and hoped that he wouldn't understand.

“Ah! How disrespectful, that rude brats! Like you!"

"Oi, shut up. Back to work." Chuuya straightened up to walk to the car with Dazai.

Chuuya had seen Dazai's look. And oh, my God, he was getting to like you even more and more. That's why when you three went back to the mafia, the first thing he did was start a conversation with you. Strangely enough, the first thing you wanted to do was talk to him too.

Siblinghood is strange, because even though you don't feel like a human being, you act humanly for your sibling's problems.

Love is strange because the reciprocity of feelings constitutes the telepathy of action.

The siblinghood is stupid, at least Dazai thought so. Because siblinghood makes you feel what a "person" has never been able to feel.

Love is strange because even if you don't want to stay in a place at all, you want to stay.

"What did you say?"

"Plane tickets are available after 1 week at the earliest. you will stay here for 1 week."

You looked your brother in the eye again. You didn't show any reaction too. -Dazai hated it.- Even if you swear at all the aircraft companies in your heart, you did the only thing you could do. accept.

"Okay. As long as there's a place I can stay, I'm fine." and yet you walked to Chuuya without saying anything else. You wanted to get as far away from your brother as possible.

"What did that bastard say to you?" Chuuya resting his arm lightly on the table and looking at you with a cheeky little grin. Since the day you received the documents, there has been a sweet bond between you. You smiled and sat down next to him. "I'm here for another 1 week." You tapped him playfully on the shoulder. "You're going to live with that bastard's sibling for another 1 week. how bad it's for you!" Chuuya chuckled. "I can't say that i'm sad." and then… he blushed slightly. After responding to his words with a smile, you felt your cheeks warm up too.

He was right. It wasn't a bad thing, actually.

The siblinghood is strange, you thought, because even someone like your brother, wants you to stay, when he can buy you a ticket on any plane he wants.

Love is strange, Chuuya thought, it occurs quickly, but the moment it is felt, time slows down.

The siblinghood is strange, Chuuya thought. It turns someone who doesn't feel human, like Dazai, into a human being.

Love is strange, Chuuya thought. It makes someone who doesn't feel human like himself feel more than one thing.

"You can't interfere with me!"

"You were literally going to be killed there!"

"This don't concern you, brat! Stop acting like we have a brother and sibling relationship between us. You only came here to pay off your debt to me! Don't bother me! Or you'll pay the consequences!"

"Is that so?" You walked to Dazai with anger and confident. "What are you going to do, Mr. mafia? Are you going to torture your sibling and enjoy it? To the sibling you told to stop treating us like siblings, not deigning to relate in any way? Hm?"

Dazai grinned. "Oh? Do you think I could do not it? I even trained a guy like you, kid. If you go beyond my limits, of course I will enjoy it."

You looked him straight in the face. "No, you didn't train Akutagawa. You just took the anger out on life out of him." Dazai quickly wiped the grin from his face with that words. "You will never have the pleasure of killing me. You're just going to push me away from you and you're going to suffer for it for the rest of your life. You are a coward. A coward who is afraid to live. A coward who refuses to hide it even though he loves me. A coward who tries to keep me here with excuses, even though he can buy a plane ticket right away if he wants!" You said the last part to his face, screaming and with your eyes full.

Chuuya stood there and looked at the two of you. He didn't know what he could do. He just stood there and tried to grasp the events.

You stopped and wiped the tears from your face. "Enough. You can do whatever you want. You can kill yourself/be killed whenever you want. But at least... at least, please don't leave until you've strengthened your bond with me... Don't make me suffer when you're selfish and trying to protect yourself. Please, even if you are afraid that I will leave, let us be siblings. Because that's what siblinghood is, brother..." Dazai stopped. He thought he'd been protecting you from him for years. But it was hurting you... and so it hurts him. He got scared. You were right. Right to the end. So he did the only thing he could do. He walked up to you gently and hugged you tight as he took you in his arms. You didn't move at first. You didn't know how to move. You just let your emotions flow out of your eyes.

And Chuuya clenched his fist when he saw your tears while watching you there. That bandaged bastard was stupid. A cowardly fool who will never appreciate you. And Chuuya felt the blood flowing through his veins heat up. That he growled as he breathed. Chuuya was jealous. Not only that Dazai has someone reliable like you, but also the connection between Dazai and you. Oh, Chuuya was jealous with a grudge.

Nevertheless, he fell silent and smiled to himself. He sensed your secret happiness. Deciding to make your moment with Dazai more private by leaving the two of you alone, he slowly walked to the exit of the secret underground space. When he looked at you one more time, he just wanted to tell himself that he felt satisfaction. That his heart was racing for your happiness, and he wanted to tell himself a lot more lies.

He wish he would admit that he is so in love with you and save himself all the trouble. -and did.-

The siblinghood is strange, you and Dazai thought, because the siblinghood erases the bad feelings that have accumulated over the years with a moment and turns them into good feelings.

Love is strange, Chuuya thought. Because it makes you jealous of a lot of things at the same time.

The siblinghood is strange, Dazai thought. Because even though you are not dead, it feels and hurts like you are dead from the time you leave.

Love is strange, Dazai thought. Even if the man you love is one of the people he hates the most in fact, the one he trusts the most, he wants your happiness.

" I like your bandages." You murmured with a tiny smile as you pulled your brother's hair from his face. Dazai, on the other hand, just shook his head and returned the smile.

"If anything happens while you're there, call me."

"Oh, I certainly will."

And you both just... shut up. Until you couldn't help yourself.

You wrapped your arms around Dazai and buried your face in his neck. "You can visit me decently, you know…" Dazai chuckled as he hugged you back. "Hmm… you seem like someone who is troublesome but worth it." he said playfully. You only answered with a little pat on the shoulder, and, withdrawing your arms from him, kissed his cheek.

"Oi, the plane has 15 minutes to take off. Go put your sibling's bags in the trunk, you bandaged bastard." Chuuya said as he walked towards you with the tickets in his hand.

Strangely, Dazai never made a sound. Just before he started running towards the plane, he took your bags and turned around and spoke to Chuuya. " Be nice to they or die at any time, Chuuya. Do second and you will make me happier, thank you!"

"SHUT UP OR I'LL KILL YOU HERE."

And dazai just stuck out his tongue and kept running… You just touched Chuuya on the shoulder before he went completely crazy. gladly The angry expression on his face was erased as he looked at you in surprise.

"Well… I think this is the end for us." you said it sweetly. You gently took you hand from his shoulder and wrapped it in his. Chuuya was slightly startled by your movement before blushing and answering. The feeling of your hand in his was very good…

"Don't talk like that. L-like Dazai, you can visit me. I mean, if you want, of course."

"Hmm…"

And you took your hand before rubbed it against his cheek.

"Dazai won't like what's going on between us."

"I don't care about that bastard. In your stupid fight last week, he thoroughly proved how stupid he is by not appreciating you. He has no right to interfere with us."

"Wait a minute. Are you jealous?"

Chuuya felt the blood rush to his cheeks and his body tremble at both your touch and your words.

"J-Just-! mmph!"

His sentence was interrupted by the joining of your lips together. Your lips… felt so good, so much so that Chuuya felt that all the trembling in his body was gone, the blood flow spread to his entire body, and he died and fell into heaven. Damn, you're making his heart ache.

"I am very happy to have met you, Chuuya." You pressed a paper into his hand and stroked his cheek. "Please call or write me a letter until I complete my education. The next time I come to Japan, I don't want to start all over again or either stoping this. I want to be filled with the excitement of waiting for you."

"A-all right…"

"Promise?"

“Yes. Promise."

And you just smiled. As you pressed another little kiss on his lips and hugged him for the last time, you heard an announcement saying that it was the last 5 minutes before your plane fly. You held his hand tight before you left. "I love you. See you next time…"

And Chuuya, from the moment you let go of your hand, he came back to earth again. His heart ached. He really wanted to keep you and make you stay here. But he knew he had no right to it. That's why he just held tight to the paper in his hand and remembered his promise to you. He was not going to care about distances to keep his word. He would water the beautiful red rose of your love that was planted until you came, every day if necessary. He would offer his love to you with all his passion, no matter where in the world you were.

The siblinghood is strange, Dazai thought, it makes someone feel that they missed from the second sibling left.

Love is strange, you and Chuuya thought. Because love can make even a leaving happy.

When you got on the plane waving to your brother, you felt that your heart was filled with a very strange peace.

Yes, the siblinghood is strange. But how important is it that a bond that you enjoy is connected to each other in what way?

And yes, love is a strange experiment that involves feelings. But when feelings come into mutual reaction, isn't the result satisfactory?

After all, emotions are what make a person human, right? So, what does it matter, we're all still human at the end of the day.

[bnesszai]

skk Valentine's day 3: secret relationship. i wrote. full fluff for once.

@bsdfanweek

“The fuck are you doing here?”

“Oh, Chuuya!”

Chuuya looks around and slams the door behind him. “How did you even get in here?”

Dazai tuts. “Do you forget who came up with the surveillance protocols for the Port Mafia? I know exactly where the blindspots are.”

Sighing, Chuuya rubs his temples. The meeting had dragged on and one of his subordinates didn't seem to understand anything. The last thing he wanted after that was this asshole.

“That's not what I meant, shit for brains.”

“Is it so wrong that I wanted to come visit my boyfriend?”

Chuuya flushes, rushing forward to cover Dazai's mouth with his hands. “Keep your voice down!”

Dazai says something but it's muffled by the gloved hands. Given the glint in Dazai's eyes, Chuuya figures it's best this way. He leans in close, not moving his hands. “Are you absolutely insane? Just waltzing in here?”

Dazai bites Chuuya's hand. “The only insane I am is insane for you.”

Impossibly, Chuuya's face heats up more. “The fuck? Are you drunk?”

The smile on Dazai's face twists more. “Drunk on you.”

Chuuya has never felt so close to combusting. Or melting. Or having his ribcage blow itself straight out of his skin. Dazai fucking Osamu, the demon prodigy, the prison escapee, a man with at least a thousand crimes under his fingernails, is such a sap and no one would ever believe Chuuya if he told them so. This Dazai is all his.

And this Dazai is incurably embarrassing.

“A genius, actually, but nice try,” Dazai quips, grabbing Chuuya's wrists and pulling. “And you missed me.”

The exasperated sigh that escapes Chuuya's lips is not fond. Absolutely not. “You're a moron,” Chuuya says.

“I would never,” Chuuya says, even as he allows himself to be pulled, to straddle Dazai in his office chair in the Port Mafia where anything could go wrong at any time. “You missed me, though.”

Dazai hooks a finger under Chuuya's choker and tugs, bringing their lips mere breaths apart. “And what if I did?”

Gripping Dazai's hair, Chuuya tilts his head back. A gasp catches in the back of Dazai's throat and Chuuya feels his grin turn feral at the sound. “Why don't you prove it?”

And Dazai pulls Chuuya down to do just that.

[waterfallofspace]

Thank you to the lovely @onetrickponi for this request:

From a little ask I intend to work my way through using ~this list~ (I actually am writing 2 things for this one, hope that's alright <3) I went with D/azai for the first one, featuring C/huuya ofc. It takes a minute to get into the actual snz, but hopefully it's still enjoyable~ 2.1k words, Prompt #17, story under cut! 17. What did you do to your nose to piss it off like this?" (References to swearing, and mild violence, in case anyone doesn't like either of those!)

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Walking into his office in the morning Chuuya has learned to expect a certain number of problems to be waiting for him. Being an executive in the Port Mafia means cleaning up a lot of messes. It also means handling a lot of issues so they don’t become messes. All that to say, he expects problems, just not… this one. 

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Aw Chuuuya, that’s no way to greet your pahhrtner!”

“Former. Now? You’re just a traitor.”

“Words hurt you know.”

“I should kill you on sight.” 

Dazai casts him a dark smile, letting the chair tilt as he leans back, eyes void of anything you could call ‘human’. It’s an intense look; emotionless and calculated. He has with ease a terror inducing quality that even Mori lacks. Something that leaves you feeling cold and itchy. Almost as if how calm you feel in his presence sets off every alarm in your brain. 

“Come now. We both know you hhhaave no intention of that.”

“Why you-” 

“Aren’t you gonna ask me what I want? I mean- sneaking into the office of a Port Mafia executive? I must want something.” 

Considering punching a hole in the wall, Chuuya settles for a shaky sigh, fist clenching around his jacket as he drapes it over the desk. ‘If I killed him now I’d have to deal with Mori. Besides, I need him to leave here without alerting anyone else or I’ll get accused of aiding and abetting. It’s my office after all, and he’s sitting here like he fucking owns the place.’ 

“Fine. But only this once, you hear me? And get your feet off my desk, you bastard.” 

“There’s the Chuuya I know and love!”

“I have seven knives hidden within my reach.”

“What an interesting fact! My turn! I have a video of Chuuya snoring on my phone.” 

“Eh?! You- Ach. Just out with it. The sooner you tell me what you want the sooner you can leave. And get off my chair, would you?” 

A smirk spreads across Dazai’s face, a grimace appearing on Chuuya’s in response. With a noncommittal noise he vacates the chair, Chuuya quickly taking his place. ‘Better, but I won’t be able to relax till he’s gone.’ They pause for a minute, trading stares as Dazai’s hand twitches to his face. A single movement, but one that Chuuya decides not to ignore.

“Something wrong with you?”

“Manners, Chuuya! Even Mori has more tact. But since you ahhsk, yes actually. That happens to be why I’m here.”

Chuuya’s face pales, a shiver running down his spine as he attempts to scan Dazai’s form. ‘No obvious wounds, he doesn’t seem that pale so likely no blood loss… It shouldn’t be some sort of special ability malfunction, he’s carrying himself with too much confidence. But his breath has been shaking. I didn’t notice it before, maybe-’ Dazai tilts his head, letting a hand rub against his nose again. 

“Are you worried, partner? How kind of you~! I knew you cared!”  

“I- I do not! I just w- want you out of my office. That’s all.”

“Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me. Along with all the rest.”

“Are you gonna tell me what you want or not!?”

“Right! Nearly forgot. It’s a bit heh-! Scuse me. Bit embarrassing.” 

"Everything about you is embarrassing.”

The anticipated retort never comes. Instead, Dazai’s eyes shift to the wall, a slight haze coming over them as his hand hovers in front of his face. Chuuya finds himself unable to look away, mind running through possibilities. ‘Is he gonna faint? Maybe I ruled out blood loss too soon. No… not pale enough. Maybe it’s an enemy's special ability? How would that be embarrassing though…’

“Not again, guhh- I really thought I had it that time.”

The voice pulls Chuuya from his thoughts, eyes refocusing on the man standing in front of him aggressively scrubbing at his nose. It’s only now that Chuuya starts to piece it together. The watery quality of his eyes, the slight flush to his face, and finally the dampness surrounding his nose. ‘Are you fuckin-’ 

“Are you fucking kidding me? You broke into the Port Mafia because you’re sneezing?”

“Actually, no. But good try, you’re very c- huhh-! close. I broke into your office because I can’t sneeze.”

“Wha-” 

Dazai lifts his hand back to his nose, sniffling with a quality that makes Chuuya flinch. He pinches it lightly, eyes starting to unfocus again, before huffing out a sigh and drifting his focus back to Chuuya. In response, Chuuya huffs out a laugh. ‘Wish I could say this is the weirdest reason he’s ever had for coming to see me. Unfortunately, this is pretty standard Dazai.’

“It’s not nice to laugh at someone who’s suffering!”

“Why the hell would you break in here for a sneeze?”

“Weren’t you listening? It’s the lack of sneeze that’s brought me here.”

“You know what I meant, jackass.” 

“It’s not exactly a problem I’m eager to share with just anyone. Not ex- hahh-! guhh… not exactly the proudest moment of my life. I needed someone I trust.” 

Chuuya pinches the bridge of his nose to fight off the growing headache. ‘I always seem to get one when interacting with him.’ Weighing the pros and cons of killing him here and now, Chuuya lets another sigh out, a low growl nipping at its heels as he offers a response. 

“Don’t you have someone over at the agency? The tiger kid, or that ideals man.”

“Maybe, but I wanted you.” 

A warmth starts to spread over his cheeks before he can stop it, Chuuya roughly huffing to distract from it. Judging by the smile that appears on Dazai’s face, he was unsuccessful. ‘Ach. What does it matter anyways, he’s the one embarrassed here. I don’t even care! I should just throw him out on his ass.’ Despite the sentiment, Chuuya finds himself vocalizing the complete opposite.

“Let’s just get this over with.” 

“Aw, see? I knew Chuuya would hhhhelp me!”

“Ju- just shut up, bandage waste. D… did you h- have something in mind?”

“Actually, yes. You see, this tihihhh- tickle has been bothering me for quite some time. I attempted a few rehhmedies myself, but it seems to be ineffective- heHH-!” 

Another pause fills the room as Dazai’s breath catches, a tear fighting to free itself as his hand flutters in front of his face. After an entirely too awkward amount of time, Dazai finally sighs, rubbing his nose against his bandaged arm as a light cough spills out. Chuuya fills the silence that follows, wanting to end this experience as quickly as possible. 

“So?”

“So, I figured it haahhh… has to be someone else. I checked around your office for something effecti-”

“-You did what?”

“-tive, and landed on this feahhhther. Not sure why you even have this, but I suppose it’s none of my business.”

“I- I uh-”

The look that crosses Dazai’s face has Chuuya’s fists clenching again, his entire body begging him to knock it off the bastard's face. Instead he stands, ripping the feather from Dazai’s hands and pushing him against the wall. A breath is snagged from Dazai’s lungs at the force, his eyes meeting Chuuya’s with a dirty look.

“Someone’s bossy a- hahh-! all of a sudden-”

“S- shut up and close your eyes.”

“Close my…?”

“I’m not doing this with you looking at me l- like that.” 

Dazai doesn’t respond, but he does as he’s told. ‘For once.’ Chuuya grimaces, fighting the warmth that threatens to reignite against his cheeks as he brushes the feather against Dazai’s nose. Dazai’s breath catches as his head tilts back on its own. ‘This’ll be easier than I thought. Bastard really couldn’t do this himself?’

“heHH-! ehh… hihh-! hEP-! guhhhh…”

“What the- are you fighting it?”

“Nohhhh… Ihhehh-! It’s been l- heAH-! like this all da-ahhhy-! It’s been driving me in… insane- hEP-! Damn…”

“Shit Dazai, what did you do to your nose to piss it off like this?”

“I had to ho- heHP-! huhh… holdback for a meeting, and I thhhhink this is… is… heAH-! is payback.” 

Chuuya can’t help but laugh, prompting a watery glare from the tortured man in front of him. He pulls the feather away to reevaluate, Dazai moaning slightly as it’s removed, breath catching again- leading to nothing once more. ‘This isn’t working, I need a better plan…’

“Whatever it takes, right?”

“You have my phehh-! permission to do anything your little hhheart requires. As long as it gets results.” 

“Got it. Stay here, and don’t touch anything!”

With that, Chuuya brushes out of the room, heading straight for Mori’s office. ‘There’s something in here… I think he keeps it in this- there it is! This whole thing might end up being enjoyable after all.’ Grabbing the item, Chuuya returns to his office, surprised to find Dazai pressed against the wall where he left him, eyes still shut.  

“Ready?”

“Go fohhh… for it.”

Offering a tight nod in response, a grin starting to spread over his mouth, Chuuya holds up the cologne, spraying it right onto Dazai’s nose.  The effect is immediate, his eyes snapping open, staring right into Chuuya’s, before fluttering closed again, jerking as far away from Chuuya as he can manage.

“heH-! hAH’KXSH-ENXSHH’diue-! Oh thank go- AIYZSHH-hNNXSHh’iew-!”

“Christ, Dazai.”

“heHh… wait there… there’s… huhH-! eh’KZSHH’shiew-! dAHZZSHhh’uu-!”

“A- are you-” 

“hh- hah’ihZSHHh’diue-! hehh’knESZHh’oo-! hehh.. huhHH-! ihh’tnZSHhhieww-!” 

The third seems to surprise them both, Dazai managing to bring a hand up to scrub at his face, pinching his nose shut and prying his eyes open. Chuuya can’t help but wince at the ticklish look of his face, nose quivering, still hitching despite the iron grip he has placed over it. A desperate look flashes across his features as he ducks into his chest, fingers still glued to his nose being used to stifle.

“hH’GNXT-INDXXT-! tehhh… heh’inGT-aiNGT’shh-! ihHH-! hh- knnGT-eh’dNT’chh-!”

“Maybe you shouldn’t-”

“eh’kznngt-inndgt’chhh-! huhh-! hk’nxxt’chh-geh’dxxt’choo-! heH-! dnNXt’choo-ainGT’choo-!” 

“Seriously you moron that’s only gonna-”

“ihh’knnT’oo-! iNDXT’oo-! hahHHh… gehh- hehH-! hehH’KXXNT’shoo-! eh’dENXGT’shhoo-!”

Each breath increases the tickle, Dazai only seeming able to inhale when he’s building for the next sneeze. Before he can think it through, Chuuya finds himself prying his hands away, holding them together. Dazai opens his eyes again, desperation flooding them as he tries to break free.

“Ch- Chuuya.. I hhhaaaa… haavee to… guhhh-! gonna… heHh-!”

“J- just sneeze, okay? That’s why you came to me isn’t it? Besides, this is hard to watch.”

No time to fight Dazai gives one last effort to break free. It fails spectacularly, and instead he attempts to aim for the floor, only succeeding in reaching Chuuya’s chest. Chuuya growls at the display, but ultimately resigns himself to the outcome. ‘Technically it’s my own fault. Still, bastard’s probably doing this on purpose.’ 

“ahh’tezshhiew-knnezsshh’iew-! heHh… guhh- hiH-! aih’YIZSHHhh’oo-YIEZSHH’shhoo-!"

"Bl-"

"hahhh… hAHhh-! ah’gnZUSHHh’diew-eh’zzUSHHhh’diew-!”

“Bless you.”

“Th- thahhhnnk… hH’INCHh’oo-! knNCHHH’oo-!”

“Don’t waste your breath.” 

“See- heH-! Seems like you’re the sneeehhh… eh’tzsshh’oo-! tzzshhh’oo-! sneeze whisperer, Chu- choo… ahh’CHH’uuya-! heh’CHH’uuya-!” 

A blush spreads across Chuuya’s face as he aims a kick for Dazai’s stomach, just a little satisfied when the bastard grunts in response. ‘It wasn’t strong enough to do any real damage.’ Dazai attempts to laugh, the noise coming out strangled as the congestion seeps into his voice. 

“Something the matter?”

“I- I will throw you out the window, Dazai.” 

“Might be doing me a faahhh… again..? heH’KZSHhh’oo-! kEHSZHH’oo-! Scuse me. Might be doing me a favour. This is gonna laahhh… last all day.” 

“You asked for it.”

“Yehh- yes I did.”

Freeing himself from Chuuya’s grasp, Dazai starts to head for the door, pausing with a spin to face him once more. A look spreads across his face, one that steals Chuuya’s breath the way the sneezes had stolen Dazai’s. A look with real emotion laced in it. 

“I don’t regret it, you know. Coming to you. I made the right choice.”

Leaving no room for a response, Dazai gives a wave, before crushing his nose into his palm again as he exits the room. Chuuya pauses, seemingly frozen in place as his mind races through the interaction. Replaying every moment as if he’s watching a recording in his head. 

‘Smug bastard. Just wanted an excuse to break into the Port Mafia, I bet that’s it. He just wanted to prove that he could get into my office whenever he wanted. Picked the dumbest reason just to piss me off.’ 

It’s a lie, and he knows it. But just for now, it’s easier than the truth, so Chuuya decides to stick to it, ignoring the smile that starts to form. A few floors down as Dazai makes his escape, the same smile graces his features.

“It was nice to see you too, partner.” 

[yenkat101]

Seeing reader cry pt 2

25 post event. 1/25. -pt. 3 (Fukuzawa and Mori)

Characters: (Dazai x you) (Chuuya x you)

General: headcannons

Text type: Pine point

Warning: Mentions of insecurities, stress and even the urge to take upon your own life aka suicide and only one curse word at the end (all the warnings are not describe what further detail other than mentioned and their opinion)

Master list

Osamu Dazai

-honestly seeing you cry shocked him. Because he's not exactly certain on how to deal with that type of situation but it's certain that he does not like seeing you cry.. he feels like his heart is at the bottom of his stomach

-if he has feelings for you there's a 68% chance he would try to comfort you

-surprisingly he approaches you in a different manner because he has never seen you cry and certainly doesn't want to make it worse so he approaches silently and managed to have the confident to say "hm.. what's has gotten you this upset, my belladonna?"

-if you do talk, he will listen carefully

-if you feel stress, anxious or even upset he would be the one to make sure you take breaks, even if you don't want them. if he see you're spending too much time working he'll drag you out of work, simple enough and if he sees you're getting even more stressed he'll secretly do your paperwork just for you to be happy (you're too stressed to notice that a lot of paperwork has been complete)

-if you feel suicidal, have low self-esteem or even think your a failure, he would actually try to avoid talking about suicide because if you were some just random girl/boy then okay (double suicide here we go) but you're his crush and once he has a crush on someone they're practically the only one he'll ever love and the last man he wants is to lose you like he lost his friend Sakunosuke Oda.. so yeah you wouldn't mention suicide in front of you and try to guide you out of that path

-(if you hugged him while crying he would silently hold you back. because you're giving him a hug while you're in despair.. maybe that means that a hug might make you feel more better, so if that's the case. If he hugs you back then you may feel better than you already are)

-Now if your his S/O he acts a tab bit differently instead of a 68% chance he's would comfort you it is now 96%

-he would still approach silently because he's still not entirely sure on what to do... because he did not one to comfort, but rather tell people from experience to not pity themself... but he doesn't want to slap you across the face like he did to he's apprentice.. So he'll let you take time to cry and try his best to be gentle.. after a bit of crying he'll ask you what's wrong

-if you do talk, he would absolutely listen carefully

-if you feel stress, anxious or even upset he would make sure you take breaks when needed or even when they're not needed but it is needed... If you show signs of being more stressed he may or may not work on your paperwork just to ease you a bit, and if it gets even worse then he'll be talking to your boss/workplace (because he thinks it's ridiculous that a workplace is letting someone work in that condition)

-if you feel suicidal, have low self-esteem or even think your a failure, he would never mentioned suicide in front of you because you're his s/o, meaning that you're probably only one he would ever love sexually.. he would absolutely praise you like you're a goddess (He really thinks you are because you came into his life) he would stop your attempts in a heartbeat.. he would probably make you feel a little bit guilty about leaving him (yeah he's going to tell you about Odasaku)

-there's a 26% chance he would cry because you feel this way

-he would offer anything love related such as hugs, kisses, cuddles, embraces, hand holding, ect..

-he will try to spend more quality time without running around like lunatic, trying to commit suicide just for you (I'm saying that he would let his suicidal ideas aside for you *for the meantime of course*)

-if someone harmed you (physically), (good thing he's not in the Port Mafia.....) But that person would be punished for hurting a civilian by the justice system (society/police department) afterwards he would spend more time with you just to avoid situations such as harassment, ect...

Choice: S/o thinks their ugly

"Belladonna..? Oh my.. what has gotten you this upset? (You say something) Oh I see.., What! My precious Belladonna says thier ugly! What nonsense is this? " (You try to say something but was cut off) Ah-ta-ta! My beloved Belladonna is absolutely gorgeous! I must ask who has taken your beautiful sight! because you truly don't see your beauty! (Lowers head in shame) Y/n.. I'll be serious.. I love you Just the Way You Are.. okay? So forget that nonsense. okay?.. because you got me to tell you the truth!"

Chuuya Nakahara

-it honestly shattered his being... Because he has never seen you cry and there you are crying... Chuuya doesn't like seeing you cry... So he'll be very worried..

-if he has feelings for you there's a 89% chance he would try to comfort you

-He would apporch you silently and reluctantly but ask with a straight face "why are you crying? What happened?" (With a stern, slightly shaking tone)

-if you do talk, he will listen carefully while trying to process every single word

-if you feel stress, anxious or even upset he would try to make your life easier for you... By doing things like, holding the door open, graping a drink for you (coffee/tea/hot chocolate), making sure you take breaks, grabbing something to eat, ect... (Nothing that seems too suggesting)

-if you feel suicidal, have low self-esteem or even think your a failure, he would probably ask Kouyou for some advice before making he's move (he'd even ask advice from Dazai) then he would presume with the best advice and comfort (he'd might even ask Mori for some advice, if necessary)

-(if you hugged him while crying he would totally hold you close and coo you, even if it damages his ego a bit)

-Now if your his S/O he acts a tab bit differently instead of a 89% chance he's would comfort you it is now 100%

-He would still apporch you with reluctantness but certainly with more confidence then before... And would ask worriedly what's wrong while showing so much concern (he doesn't like seeing you cry)

-if you do talk, he would absolutely listen carefully while trying his best to understand your point of view

-if you feel stress, anxious or even upset he would try to make your life easier for you... By doing things like, holding the door open, graping a drink for you (coffee/tea/hot chocolate), making sure you take breaks, grabbing something to eat, ect... He might even do some of your paperwork just to make you feel better... If it does get worse then he's communicating with your workplace or even suggesting that you should quit because he has more than enough money to take care of the both of you.. he's also the type to even prepare a nice relaxing bath for you..

-if you feel suicidal, have low self-esteem or even think your a failure, he would probably ask Kouyou for some advice before making he's move (he'd even ask advice from Dazai) then he would presume with the best advice and comfort (he'd might even ask Mori for some advice, if necessary) he'd totally stop any of your attempts to end your life. He's one to also worship you like a god/goddess because you mean the world to him..

-there's a 67% chance he would cry because you feel this way

-he would offer anything love related such as hugs, kisses, cuddles, embraces, hand holding, quality time, words of affirmation ect.. (whenever he's not working he'll try his absolute best to be always able to offer that)

-He may or not may bring some puppies home if you're an unemployed stay at home (unless you're allergic) and (because if you're a stay at home then the dogs and you wouldn't be lonely *bonus the dogs would be taken care of*)

-if someone harmed you physically, simple enough.. they feel the wrath of the a Mafia because they harmed his innocent s/o.. yes, he believes your his innocent one.. (he thinks he's way more sinful than you) Afterwards he would suggest that you should become an unemployed stay at home because you're in less danger when you stay at home.. He has more than enough money to take care of the both of you, so why not? He would feel alot better knowing you are in his home, safe and sound..

Choice: S/o thinks that their ugly

"Hey Doll... Why are you crying? Did something happen? ...Fuck that was a stupid question... Of course something happened because your crying... I'm sorry, Please tell me why your crying.. (you say something) ugly....? Ugly? Who? Because I clearly don't see anyone in this room that's ugly.. (you try to say something but got interrupted) Hey doll! I just told you you're not ugly.. so embrace the genuine compliment that is actually true. Okay? Even if you were ugly, I still love you the same.. (you try to say something once again) hey! I said if you were! So you're not ugly! Come on we're going on a motorcycle ride, I need to show you something.. and for the last time you're the most beautifulest person that I have seen.. so let's get going.. okay love?"

25 post event with (Dazai x reader) and (Chuuya x reader) 1/25.

[autumnleaf1111]

Pt.3 of https://www.tumblr.com/autumnleaf1111/749299427458613248/imagine-if-one-day-atsushi-walks-into-the-ada

Akutagawa didn’t say anything, he just looked away. “Can you both hear me?” They both hear Dazai speak. “Yeah no shit. What the hell is going on and why the hell did you kidnap me?” What the hell— Akutagawa thought to himself. He never thought he’d see Atsushi being bitchy towards Dazai. “Ouch! Oh, how you wound me!” “Shut the fuck up. What are you doing.” “Well— you have been really bitchy all day. According to Chuuya and Gin, you, Akutagawa, have been very disoriented and sad looking. According to Ranpo something happened with you two.” Dazai said. “You guys need to get your shit together. When me and Dazai had a real fight until the point we wouldn’t talk to eachother, Ane-San would lock me and Dazai in a room until we got over whatever the hell was wrong. So that’s what you guys are gonna do.” “We’ll be back in 30 minutes and if you haven’t done anything yet then you’ll be here for another hour! Bye!” They heard Dazai say then hear steps walking away.

It had been about 10 minutes and neither of them had said a word. Atsushi was only looking at Akutagawa but every time Akutagawa looked at him he looked back away. Atsushi was tired of it. “Alright, that’s it.” He stood up and walked over to the other side of the room where Akutagawa was. Akutagawa just looked away and hugged his knees tighter. “Why the hell wont you talk to me or even hold eye contact for 2 seconds?” Atsushi said, while sitting down in front of Akutagawa. He could see Akutagawa clench his teeth. Atsushi sighed. “Look, I don’t know what’s wrong or why you’re ignoring me but it has to stop. If we have to do another mission together, we need to be able to work together like always.” He saw Akutagawa make himself seem smaller once he said the word mission. “Oh…” Atsushi thinks he gets it now. It’s about the mission they just had. “Akutagawa?…Is this is about what happened on the mission?” Akutagawa furrowed his eye brows. “So it is…” Atsushi thought. “Look at me…” He flicked his eyes to look at Atsushi. “All the way…” Atsushi placed his hand beneath Akutagawa's chin, prompting him to look directly at him. “Why aren’t you talking to me?”Atsushi asked, removing his hand from Akutagawa’s chin. “There’s nothing to say...” Akutagawa said quietly. “About what happened?” Atsushi said, more of a statement than a question. Akutagawa tried to look away again but Atsushi caught his chin with his hand. "Don't look away again," Atsushi said firmly, his grip firm but gentle. Akutagawa could feel his heart racing at the proximity, the intensity of Atsushi's gaze. He swallowed hard, unable to tear his eyes away from Atsushi's. Atsushi's expression softened slightly, a hint of concern flickering in his eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked softly. Akutagawa nodded mutely, unable to form words in the presence of Atsushi's unwavering gaze. Atsushi's touch was like a lifeline, grounding him in a way he had never experienced before. Atsushi's hand dropped from his chin, leaving Akutagawa feeling oddly bereft, heart still racing. “What are you thinking Akutagawa. What is it you wanna say but don’t know how?” Atsushi asked, slightly tilting his head. “I don’t— I…” Akutagawa tried speaking, but it just isn’t coming out right. His feelings are a mess. “Im confused…” Akutagawa finally managed to say something. “About what?” Atsushi asked softly. “With yesterday…” he looked away. Atsushi let him this time. “What…what was that? Why did you do it back…?” Akutagawa said while looking back at Atsushi. “Why do you think I did it back?” Atsushi asked. “I don’t know, that’s why I just asked you.” Akutagawa glared. “You kissed me yesterday, Akutagawa, and I kissed you back.” Atsushi stated with a firm voice. Akutagawa's expression remained unsure as he stared back at Atsushi. "I don't regret it," Atsushi continued, his voice softening slightly. "But you can't keep ignoring it. We need to talk about this." Akutagawa finally spoke, his voice as cold as ever. "There's nothing to talk about. It was a moment of weakness, nothing more." “You kissed me in a moment of weakness, you think I’d believe that?” Atsushi smirked at Akutagawa’s obvious lie. “You’re not a good liar, realize that, right?” Atsushi said with a little laugh of mockery. “Shut up…” Akutagawa mumbled. Atsushi smirked, “C’mon, just tell the truth Akutagawa,You kissed me yesterday because you have feelings for me.” Akutagawa rolled his eyes and flushed red. “Shut up, it didn’t mean anything. There was nothing behind it…” Atsushi raised an eyebrow, unconvinced by Akutagawa's response. "Oh really? Because I could swear there was some real passion behind that kiss," Atsushi teased, looking at Akutagawa with a playful glint in his eyes. Akutagawa blushed at the comment but tried to maintain his composure. “Well, I suppose you'll never know for sure," he replied, trying to sound nonchalant. Atsushi chuckled, knowing he had hit a nerve. "Oh, come on, Ryuunosuke. You can't deny that there was something there." Akutagawa's blush deepened, and he looked away, unable to meet Atsushi's gaze.

[knockyasocksoff2022]

Take My Hand, Let Me Save You Like You Save Me | Soukoku

Based on Heaven and Back by Chase Atlantic. Angst but then fluff. I'm not that familiar with Corruption and how it works so please correct me if I get anything wrong. This is set before Soukoku start dating.

⚠️TW: drugs, drug use and almost drug overdose | Dazai typical suicidal thoughts, attempted suicide, and depression.

NOT PROOFREAD (no beta we die like Oda)

(A/N: This is way more angsty than I intended but there is more fluff in later chapters. Under the cut due to length. AT the point I was writingt this I didn’t know that No Longer Human is always active so we’re just going to ignore that little fact.)

Dazai’s Perspective

Mori's office is filled with every kind of lethal pill imaginable, and I just had to grab a non lethal one, a hallucinogenic, I think. I was crying at the time, my eyes blurring at the edges until the fog spread and the tears spilled over.

Now my eyes blur for a different reason, visions of bright, flashing colours and mangled corpses dance in and out of my view. I can't take this, it's not working, I need more.

I dump a few more pills into my palm (3 maybe 7, I can't tell) and swallow them with the stolen whiskey. It tastes bitter, an acidic burn, fire, but I'm flying and I love it. The pain distracts me from everything else and the light feeling is a bliss I never thought I'd ever get to feel.

I stand up (fall down? I can't tell which direction is which.) and notice for the first time, the fluorescents of the warehouse. Gosh they're beautiful. They should be in a museum not in this dingy warehouse. Who would bother buying lights this nice for a place like this. Then again Mori is like super crazy rich. I tilt my head and they move with me, incredible! I spin, and so do they, making swirls across the grey beams. I wish Chuuya were here to see this. Chuuya makes everything better. He'll be so upset that he missed this.

Suddenly the swirls are taking over my thoughts, I can only think in spirals and my brain feels like it's being rolled up into the spirals. It doesn't feel . . . bad? Anything's better than the pain, I guess? My stomach lurches, being pulled into the spiral as well, and I vomit neon green and pink on to the warehouse floor. It's beautiful, and then gone. Then back again, then gone, taking the floor with it. I hear a distant thud and the lights feel farther away.

Pain pounds in my head as the lights come back. This time they're blurred, black eating at the edges. I watch, entranced, as the black and the lights fight. I can't decide who I want to win, they're both so beautiful. The black is winning and I am falling, falling, falling (but wasn't I already down), slipping deeper. Does it feel bad? I don't know. I can't feel anything. Is that a bad thing? Isn't this what I wanted?

Yes. I've always wanted this. Even numbness is better than the pain, and if this is how I get it then I'd gladly do it again. This is what I've been looking for, something I'm not even sure I could get from death: the feeling of already being gone, like I'm no longer human, a machine, a monster. It's not nearly death but I'll take it.

I hear a voice drifting in and out but it sinks to the bottom of my black ocean, along with any remaining fight I had left in me.

Chuuya’s Perspective

Where is he? Where is that shitty bastard? He said he would be home tonight. But that look on his face. I knew he was lying.

"Why the fuck did you let him go, dumbass!" I think to myself. I thought privacy would be a good idea but now it doesn't matter, I have to get to him before he hurts himself.

When I turn the corner, I hear soft sobbing and heavy breathing coming from the warehouse. I know it's him and I dash inside.

He lies curled up in a corner, eyes rolled back in his head, not himself, like when I use Corruption.

"Dazai! Wake up!" no answer, "Wake up, shitty Dazai, wake up."

His corpse-like person stays the same but he's still breathing, he has to be.

"Dammit!!!" He still doesn't stir, panic, turning to pure terror as it claws up my throat, combined with hot anger I feel like I'm about to combust. "No, fuck you! How could you do this?" I ask the unresponsive boy, the words turn to please as they leave my mouth. Desperation now joining the swirl of emotions, "I loved you, I love you! And you go and leave me like this! What about me? What about me, huh? Are you just gonna leave me like this?" I punch him, "Answer me, asshole, I said answer me!"

But at this point I can see it's useless. His corpse is still, no breath rising or falling from his still warm body. The tears come suddenly and I let myself lay over my dead partner, friend (more than friend?). I cry for him, and his situation, and his death and for what we could've been. I wanted it, oh how I wanted him to return my feelings but it all feels so stupid now, now I just want him alive.

I don't care if they find me like this, draped over the boy I love (and will love until the day I die, even after), I hope they do. Someone deserves to pay. The anger pulses back again, stronger. White hot rage, blacking out my vision. Arahabaki. The Rage only lasts for a second then I'm back, the feeling gone again.

I feel something inside me break.

If Corruption is activating while I'm touching Dazai, then he really is dead. It hits me in the stomach, worse than any punch from an enemy. I should be worried but I don't care if I destroy everything. I don't care if I destroy myself. I don't want to live without Dazai Osamu and I deserve whatever I get for leaving him alone like this. I promised, I promised he wouldn't die alone, and yet here I am, doing too little too late as I guess we always knew I would. The one mistake I can't take back.

I try to summon it back, the Rage. I want to hit something, I want to hit myself, until I can't anymore. But a noise distracts me, a wheezing, then choked breaths. Dazai struggles to sit. A gasp leaves my lips. He's alive, undeniably so, but how. It's been at least 5 minutes.

I can feel his heartbeat, slightly too fast but strong, in his chest and his breathing the same. Did I . . . bring him back? No, Arahabaki did. For the first time, real gratitude for the god surges in me but I have to focus on Dazai now.

He opens his brown eyes, they're wide with surprise and wet with tears. But not the deep and curious look that only I know, dull and sad. I'll take anything.

He gets up, seemingly perfectly fine, just sad. He sits back down, head between his knees, hands covering his eyes but I can see his shoulder skating with the silent sobs. Distraught. I can't take him in pain like this. My body moves before I can think about what I'm doing.

I hold out my hand.

He doesn't take it.

"Please." it comes out too desperate, "please" I try again softer. He lifts his arms and nods, grasping my hand. The connection makes me feel safer than I ever have. "Let me help you," He's still looking down. "Like you've helped me so many times."

"You don't owe me." is all he says

"I do, but that's not why I'm doing this. I'm doing it because I'm human and so are you, I want to help you and . . ." I swallow the lump in my throat, "I care about you, more than you'll ever know."

This makes him look up, our eyes lock, a thousand words unspoken. "Now please, let me save you like, you save me"

He stands up and I don't really know what to do so I put my hands around his waist, an awkward kind of hug, my palms feel hot. Soon we're fully embracing each other. Dazai letting me support his weight, support him. I want him to see things how I do so faster than I can talk myself out of it I hold him tighter and let myself float a metre above the ground.

We stay there for a while.

Then Dazai whispers something into my chest, the words a soft vibration, like a cat's purr.

"Hmm?"

"I said, the city looks beautiful from up here."

The words leave my mouth without my permission, "Most deadly things look pretty."

He smiles, an actual smile. It hides itself beneath a neutral expression quickly but I know it was there and I'd do anything to see it again.

"You look beautiful up here." he whispers, I don't think he meant for me to hear but I'm so close to him that it's impossible not to, the quieter. "Chuuya always looks beautiful"

I feel myself blushing, my heart skipping a beat and picking up again in double time.

All of the sudden the warehouse feels too small so I fly up to the roof. Dazai's eyes widen in surprise and he holds me tighter, bandaged arms snugly around my waist. I try to ignore the feeling in my stomach and focus on the roof.

It's different. I've never flown with someone else before and I thought I would have to remind myself to be gentle but adjusting and softening my movements for Dazai comes easily to me, an unconscious action.

I touch down on the roof and the wind swirls around us, playing with Dazai's hair in a beautiful way. I watch it tangle around for a moment before snapping out of it. I could stare longer if I wanted to. Dazai has his back to me, staring out at the city. Almost on the edge.

I follow his gaze to an empty green lot, overgrown with only a small warehouse.

"That lot has been empty forever." he says in a monotone

"Yeah, I don't think it's Mori's."

"They tried to sell it a while ago," the slightest tint of emotion enters his voice, but I can't identify it, "but no one wanted to buy it."

"I can see why. I'd probably be more trouble to fix up than it's worth."

"I think it's a nice place." The emotion is unmistakable now: longing. "Private, nobody pays attention to it, no super close neighbours, quiet, but you can see the whole city from the roof." Longing for a home, a place to settle, a place to be his answer when someone asks where he's from, where he belongs. I know because I want these things too.

"You've been there?"

"I used to hide out there."

There's silence, we're still speaking, just not with words. He tells me with the way he steps closer to the ledge.

"Yeah, it could be pretty nice. I bet someone will buy it, some super rich real estate person and then sell it." I feel Dazai's shoulders slump as I finish the sentence. I want to say sorry but I'm not sure what for, or what to start with because I have so many things to say sorry for.

"Before I joined, it was my place, the closest thing to a home that I had. Now I live here of course but I–"

"I get it. You don't want it going to just anyone." He gives me a small smile for my understanding, but he's almost off the ledge now. I won't let him go again. I won't.

I grab his waist and pull him away from the ledge, back to me. Close, close, closer until we can feel each other's heart beats.

Music echoes from the distance, a street party. It seems to grow louder, and so does my heartbeat. The first move is mone, the next is his and before we know it we're moving to it together, gliding, spinning, twisting, not in synchronisation, but the movements seem to all fit together. Dancing. I'm dancing with Dazai Osamu, my heart soars.

It feels like I'm floating and then I realise, we are. I've taken us up, just above the floor of the roof. We dance up here uncaring free, the feelings running wild even if only for one night. I let myself go higher, the feeling in my chest unravelling and releasing the tension as we move together.

This feeling: raw, pure, intense and wholly human. Puts me on a high, grounding me at the same time. And maybe humans don't feel this passionately, maybe I'm not human, but if being inhuman allows me to feel like this, if it allowed me to save the love of my life, it can't be so bad.

Dazai’s Perspective

It's a habit at this point. Constantly pushing further even after I've gone way past way too far just because fuck it. Stepping closer to the ledge, farther from life until all I can see is the ground below. It wouldn't even be jumping, just falling. The smallest shift of my body weight forward, a motion nobody would even notice until it's already too late. Another step.

You might wonder, Wouldn't I miss Chuuya? If I'm dead I can't miss anyone. If I could miss him though, I would, but it doesn't matter. He'll be fine. He might have saved me but I know he doesn't care about me the way I would like him too. It's obvious, he hates me but I still can't let him go. It'd be better for all of us if I just fell.

He'll find another partner, move on and forget all about me, be the youngest living Port Mafia executive. He'd like that. I start to lean forward a bit. Arms grab my waist, strong, warm, and secure. He pulls me closer, and closer and closer until there's no space left. I still want to be closer.

Pop music begins to blast from a few streets over, loud and clear from up here. The lights of the city seem to dance in time to the music and Chuuya looks as stunning as ever. Wind tousled red hair and blue eyes bright with emotion, humanity.

He's everything I don't want, everything I know I'll never have. And that just makes me want him all the more. I don't want his humanity or his emotion for myself, I want him to want me with all of himself. I want him to love me with all of his searing passion until I burn from the inside out.

I said Chuuya would be the death of me but I didn't say it with malice. I would love for him to end. For him to take my life away with the sheer force of our contradicting personalities. Death by his hand would be . . . perfect.

The brutal conclusion to a brutal life.

Suddenly I'm knocked off my feet, or not knocked, but rather the ground disappears from under me, but I'm not falling, I'm floating.

Chuuya.

It's my instinct to hold on tighter to Chuuya but that would only make things more awkward so I let go. I expect to fall but I don't stay where I am. Ah, Chuuya must be controlling my gravity field. I don't mind, not at all.

He catches my hand, a look of pure exhilaration on his face, and I use the rebound to spin him away, catching him again. His touch cancels out everything else, as if he's the one with the nulling ability. This is better than any drug, the pain is no more. All I can feel is Chuuya. He feels good, better than. I know I may never get to do this again so tonight I dance with Chuuya. I allow myself to get as close as I want to. He doesn't protest.

He may not love me in that way (but he must have at least some affection for me or he would never be letting me do this), but I know that as long as I have Chuuya I can live with myself.

Chuuya’s Perspective

It feels like we could've danced forever but eventually we end up on the edge of the roof. Not like last time, nothing like last time. This time Dazai sits in my lap, (which I'll admit is a bit awkward because of the um *cough* height difference *cough* Hey, shut up, inner Dazai voice!) and shockingly he makes an effort to curl up smaller to fit better. My heartbeat accelerates, sending warm tremors through my chest. His touch does to me, the opposite of what his ability does to me. I wish he knew what he does to me.

I feel him shift closer. What the hell is happening? Who is this and where's shitty-bastard Dazai?

Dazai’s Perspective 

Dancing with Chuuya fills me with a feeling I don't recognise, but it burns, and I like it. The burn is different from the acid burn that the whiskey provided, it's slower and deeper, starting from the points where Chuuya touches me but then consuming me from the inside out. This burn isn't acid, it's pure holy fire, like Chuuya himself. I'm sure I could manage without it, but why would I want to, it wouldn't really be living. I'm tired of this half-living I've been doing and I wish I'd realised sooner but now that I have this I know there's no chance I'm ever letting him go again.

It's difficult because Chuuya's just so small but I manoeuvre myself even closer, soaking up his fiery warmth and leaning in until the city noise disappears and his heartbeat and breathing are the only things I hear.

I can feel my shoulders tensing, waiting, wanting. Wanting him to lean down and kiss me. His fire gives me a nervous feeling and the heat is so distracting that I can't form the words.

Instead I tilt my head up pathetically and hope he notices me for once.

Chuuya’s Perspective

I’m sure the Yokohama skyline is beautiful tonight but I can’t take my eyes off Dazai, I don’t really want to either. The wind picks up and ruffles his soft brown hair, giving me the irresistible urge to pull my finger through it. With how close we are it’s probably okay. Then he looks up.

I close my eyes.

I wish he didn’t. It makes me want to punch him sometimes (that’s usually why I do punch him), the way he flirts so shamelessly with everyone, no matter the gender, he just loves to flirt (and then break hopeful hearts), so much so that anyone could tell it’s an act, not even to mock them but just for his own amusement. Damn him! I usually would punch him right about now but I could never hurt him when he’s like this.

I open my eyes, accepting my fate, willing myself to resist.

His eyes are full of something deep and mysterious, yes, but it’s his lips that hold my attention. The way they’re slightly parted, if I didn’t know better I’d say he was doing this on purpose but I do know better and this oblivious idiot has no idea what he’s doing. If I didn’t know better I’d say the look in his eyes is want.

His lips look so soft, I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve dreamt of kissing them. And now he wants me to. I’m not sure. But I can’t stop myself.

I have to lean down to him for once as I press my lips to his. Immediately a tingling sensation hits me, scalding at first then pleasantly warm. And, oh. I was right, his lips are soft and warm.

Then panic shoots through me. I open my eyes to see Dazai's own eyes wide in surprise, I know the horror will come next. Have I just ruined everything? What should I say, how can I even explain this?  The dread wells inside me, turning me to stone.

“I—” My throat is the first to go and the words die on my tongue.

And then he’s kissing me back.

It’s different now that he’s kissing me as well. His lips are still soft but more solid and forceful. This time he presses his body into mine, until we’re held together so tightly it feels we’re one now, instead of two.

The hardest thing about kissing Dazai is stopping, but at last, we do.

“Dazai . . .” There are no words that adequately describe the experience.

He sighs, “Please, use my given name.” I freeze, “Call me Osamu.”

“Osamu.” I whisper into the night, testing out the word. It feels right, leaving a pleasant sensation on my lips. The memory of where his own lips had just touched mine. Pulsing desire.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.” I say to the night around us. It feels good to get the words out.

His smile is brighter than any of the lights around, “That goes for me as well.”

The music from the street below is still playing, but quieter now as if everything has faded out leaving only Osamu and I.

It’s so nice that we let the confessions and feeling hang in the air for a while as the sky slips from dark blue to black and the feelings get brighter, hotter.

It happens so easily, as if we’ve been doing this for years (we should have been), our lips are connected again pressing feverishly, hungrily against each other. Osamu’s hands are in my hair, pulling, but not so hard it hurts.

When we stop for breath I tug away the bandages covering Osamu’s neck and begin to explore.

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We lay on the roof, the music long quieted, staring up at the full moon. The bandages on Osamu’s neck hang loosely like a necklace, both of our hair sticks up and Osamu is using my coat as a blanket against the nighttime chill.

—

When the moon finally begins to slip away I ask, “Are we going to talk about this?”

“About what?” Osamu asks. I looks at him confused. He smiles, “We’ve been in love all this time, what will change now that the words have been said. It isn’t like we’ll be able to be affectionate at work.” He explains all this matter of factory then smirks, “after work on the other hand . . .” He lets the implications fill my mind. I shove my hat over his eyes.

“Perv!”

“You asked, I was just answering!” He laughs and takes off the hat holding up too high for me to reach. I don’t try to reach it, he puts it down over his face.

“You know that’s not what I meant! I just mean like kissing not . . .” I hope he can’t see my blush from this angle.

“I know, of course, teasing Chuuya is just so fun. But we can kiss as much as Chuuya wants.” I don’t miss how he uses my name instead of one of his many nicknames, and he said nothing would change. I don’t mention it.

The truth is we’ve been partners for so long hardly anything needs to be said.

And yet, I want to say it, to hear his answer.

It still feels kind of awkward, the words cumbersome as I try to phrase the question, “So . . . Boyfriends then?”

Osamu doesn’t answer right away, then sighs, “Boyfriends.” He says the word in a bored tone, a smile like gold lights his face, “I don’t want Chuuya to be my boyfriend, I love Chuuya so much more than a boyfriend. Boyfriend is such an impermanence word. There has to be a better one, no?”

His words make me feel cool inside, like how people say love makes them feel warm. Osamu’s love makes me feel cool and refreshed, like the relief when he uses his ability on me, a pleasant tingling sensation. Like Osamu’s own cold touch. It’s distracting and I can’t answer him.

Luckily he has an answer of his own. “Partners.” He says with finality.

“Partners.” I agree.

—

We don’t speak again until the sun appears on the horizon.

“I want you to promise me something, Chuuya.”

I look at him surprised by the suddenness of his request.

“I want to annoy you forever, so . . . promise you’ll remind me to live okay, for you.”

His words make me freeze. Dazai Osamu, the boy obsessed with death, wants to live. The cool feeling washes over me again.

He sits up and moves closer to me until we’re shoulder to shoulder with his hand our my waist. “I want to, I do but sometimes it’s hard. The darkness takes over and I forget everything I have to live for, when that happens, please remind me, okay Chuuya.” He looks at me like a lost puppy, tears brimming over, a little bit happy and a little bit sad, I think. “And I can’t promise that it will work, or that I’ll make it, but with you I know I can at least try, and I will try, so hard, for you Chuuya, my beloved.”

“Okay, Osamu. I will.”

We seal the pact with a kiss and watch the sunrise together. It isn’t a bad way to spend a night, not bad at all. Now we enter the new day together, as partners.